The Peasant Wife Has a Space

Taking out two vegetable buns from the space, Zhao Xiulan walked towards Jiang Xiaoya and Jiang Tiedan.

"Come on, give it. One for each person, eat to pad your stomach."

Seeing the buns that Zhao Xiulan handed over, Jiang Xiaoya and Jiang Tiedan were stunned.

Jiang Xiaoya rubbed her eyes exaggeratedly.

steamed stuffed bun!

When she saw Baozi, she was dazzled, or was she dreaming?

But what appeared in front of him was white bread, which looked very attractive.

Jiang Xiaoya raised her head and saw Zhao Xiulan. Jiang Xiaoya also recognized Zhao Xiulan.

Jiang Xiaoya swallowed her saliva, and then asked Zhao Xiulan, "Sister Xiulan, do you want us to eat this bun?"

For their country people, have they ever seen such steamed buns from white noodles?

Even a child knows the value of white bread.

So when Jiang Xiaoya asked Zhao Xiulan, she couldn't bear to look away from the buns.

"Well, food for you. Your wowotou was taken away. I saw it. If you don't eat something at noon, how can you work in the afternoon?"

Zhao Xiulan said, and shoved the bun directly into Jiang Xiaoya and Jiang Tiedan's hands.

With the buns in their hands, the two children had an unreal feeling.

Jiang Tiedan frowned. He didn't immediately accept Zhao Xiulan's kindness, but asked, "Sister Xiulan, why did you eat such a precious bun for us? Don't you need to eat it yourself?"

Although they really want to eat, they are very hungry, but they feel sorry for such a good thing, and they can't take too much advantage of others.

"I've already eaten it. This is what I begged for food yesterday. The kind-hearted people gave it a few, and there are just two left. Eat it, be careful, and don't be seen by others.

Don't be polite to me, everyone has a problem, next time if I don't have something to eat, you will share with me if you have something to eat. "

Zhao Xiulan said this on purpose, just because she didn't want to put psychological pressure on the two children.

After Zhao Xiulan said this, the two children did not refuse again.

This is white bread. In this era when people can starve to death due to lack of food, it is undoubtedly a huge and irresistible temptation.

A sweet smile appeared on Jiang Xiaoya's little face, "Sister Xiulan, thank you."

Jiang Tiedan followed suit, "Sister Xiulan, we will remember your kindness."

"We are a production team, we should help each other, don't be so polite. Hurry up and eat, it's not good for people to see."

Jiang Xiaoya looked at Zhao Xiulan hesitantly and asked Zhao Xiulan's opinion, "Sister Xiulan, can I bring the buns back? I want to share some of these good white buns with my grandparents."

Zhao Xiulan saw that Jiang Xiaoya was so small, but she was so sensible, she knew that she was considerate and caring, and she was a good child.

"Since it's given to you, it's yours, and it's up to you to decide how to eat it and who to eat it for."

"Mmmm! Sister Xiulan, you are so kind!"

The two children quickly put the buns in their pockets and ran towards the Jiang family.

After a while, he returned to the current residence of the Jiang family, a dilapidated cowshed.

Jiang Xiaoya recounted what happened today to the old couple of the Jiang family.

Madam Jiang couldn't help sighing, sighing that she met a good person, Zhao Xiulan is a good girl.

Others in the production team discriminate against the Jiang family, and usually bully them. Zhao Xiulan not only did not discriminate, but distributed the precious white bread to the two children of the Jiang family.