Xiao Zhou had already had dinner and was actually not too hungry at the moment, and he had never had the habit of eating late night snacks before.
However, his sister was so enthusiastic and he was embarrassed to refuse.
However, the meat cut by Xiao Nianzhi...
Well, very real.
So, three slices is still too many!
Xiao Zhou thought for a while and asked tentatively: "How about one big and one small?"
Xiao Nianzhi had no objection and nodded happily: "Okay."
Xiao Zhou wanted to give money, but Xiao Nianzhi didn't want it, so he didn't refuse.
Facing the envious and jealous looks of all his classmates, Xiao Zhou calmly took a plate and found a seat to sit down.
Bangzi Pork is a classic rich red sauce delicacy.
Bright color and strong flavor.
Xiao Zhou felt full of appetite just by looking at it. Even though he was not hungry, he was still tempted by the delicious food.
Picking up the real piece of meat, he put it to his mouth and took a bite.
It has a salty aroma in the mouth, and the meat is tender and not greasy. Only the aroma of the meat remains, and the freshness of the seasonings slowly swims and blooms between the lips and teeth.
Even if you take one bite, the lingering fragrance will still linger between your lips and teeth for a long time, making people unable to help but squint their eyes to savor the taste.
People like Xiao Zhou, who have always been reserved, now don't want to raise their heads and just want to let themselves go and immerse themselves in this ocean of delicious food.
He vaguely regretted it.
There shouldn’t be just one big piece and one small piece.
Three slices of meat, actually quite good.
Although I felt uncomfortable after eating it, it was okay.
If he reads the book for a while, it will actually be digested.
However, I don’t want to think too much at this time, let’s enjoy the food!
It is indeed not easy to digest meat as a late-night snack, even if most of these students are young people.
With this in mind, Xiao Nianzhi also cooked a pot of tangerine peel and slag digestion soup when the second pot of meat was almost ready.
After putting the tangerine peel and mountain slag into the pot, add a little sugar. The sour and sweet flavors intertwined in the air, and finally the sour taste gained the upper hand, sweeping every corner of the canteen domineeringly.
Many students were still immersed in the delicious taste of the meat, and were unconsciously attracted by the sweet and sour taste. Many people could not help but looked up from the delicious food and looked towards the stove.
Xiao Zhou, who was relatively close, smelled the sweet and sour smell and asked curiously: "Sister, what is this?"
Xiao Zhou actually asked this question to help other students.
The students were also very curious, this meat is already very fragrant, how about something even sweeter?
Will they be able to sleep tonight?
Xiao Nianzhi quickly clarified everyone's doubts: "Tangerine peel mountain slag soup is for digestion. If you are worried that the meat will not be digested, you can come and drink it for free."
This Xiao Nianzhi didn't intend to collect money.
Anyway, the materials used were all kindly sponsored by Yan Xingxuan, and the quantities were quite large.
Xiao Nianzhi has been cooking and making tea for the past two days when he has nothing to do.
When everyone heard this, they even considered digestion for them, and couldn't help but be moved.
Wow, Miss Xiao is so good.
Where did this female Bodhisattva come from?
They used to spread rumors like that!
Well, they deserve to die!
So, if an apology is not enough, how about something else?
However, if it was too grand, I would be afraid of disturbing Xiao Nianzhi.
The students who were still immersed in the delicious food before could not help but feel sad again.
However, as the smell of dried tangerine peel and slag digestion soup came over, they didn't have to think about it that much.
Because, it’s so sour and sweet that I can’t help it!
So, eat up, they want soup!
Xiao Nianzhi had cooked the meat for a long time and was too tired to eat it, so she poured a bowl of tangerine peel and hawthorn soup to drink.
However, there was less sugar and it was a bit sour. She thought about it, took out the honey in a small medicine bottle from the small bag she brought with her, and dripped some honey into it.
It's not really sweet, but it's better than nothing, and it's a kind of psychological comfort.
After Aunt Cui and Aunt Gu finished eating, they came over to help, but there were also students who could resist the temptation of meat and chose to eat a simple bowl of plain noodles.
Plain noodles are cheap, only two pennies, and the portion is large enough to satisfy your needs.
It is cheaper than the meat, and the quantity is larger.
For many poor students, every penny saved is worth a penny.
Xiao Nianzhi can also understand this.
She herself had never been poor. Although her parents had a bad relationship and later started their own families, she was happy with the money.
Her grandparents also tried their best to give her the best life.
However, Xiao Nianzhi's deskmate when she was in high school was a girl who was in financial difficulty.
In fact, the girl's family is not poor, but the family favors sons over daughters, which makes her a dispensable daughter. They even want her to drop out of junior high school and work to earn money.
The other party's family may not know it, but the salary from this part-time job is simply not worth it, and it simply feels that it is not worthwhile or necessary to support a daughter to study.
Fortunately, the girl's grades were good, and she was finally admitted to university and went abroad.
After going abroad, the sky is high and the birds can fly. Except for the necessary living expenses, I don't show up every month, and I don't contact my family.
The parents of the other party often complained to the village that their daughter was raised in vain. They also said that the girl was not raised well and that sooner or later she would belong to someone else's family. They regretted that they had provided her with education in the first place.
After hearing this, Xiao Nianzhi complained to his grandfather: "Won't they reflect on why their daughter became like this?"
She remembered that her grandfather told her with a smile at that time: "If people like them knew how to reflect, they would not be like this now."
At that time, that classmate picked up old clothes, bottles, and waste cartons from relatives, and helped those students with better financial conditions with their homework.
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She relied on these difficulties to complete her studies and finally broke through the constraints. It can be regarded as a successful self-salvation.
Xiao Nianzhi felt that if it were her, she wouldn't even pluck out a hair.
At that time, her grandfather smiled and pointed at her: "It's different. She gave her living expenses, and her family couldn't do anything about it. They sued her for being unfilial and not providing for the elderly. They couldn't find an excuse. They gave her money, but they gave you less." I can’t pick anything out, you can say I don’t earn much.”
Xiao Nianzhi:.
So, at that time, her thoughts were still too simple.
Xiao Nianzhi feels that hardships are sometimes only temporary.
For those students who were too short of money to eat her late-night snack, she didn't look at them strangely, let alone ask any questions. She just stood quietly by the stove, in the white mist, quietly drinking in her hand. of digestion soup.
The girl's eyebrows were downcast, and she was as picturesque as a poet, which attracted many students to look at her with side eyes.
Sometimes, it may just be that the heart is moved, but the picture at that moment is so beautiful and touching that it draws people's attention unconsciously.
Xiao Zhou didn't have much thoughts, but he noticed the slightly restless thoughts of the classmates in the cafeteria, which made him feel slightly uneasy.
However, everyone just observed in secret, and occasionally looked at them openly and then took them back. They didn't do anything extraordinary, so he couldn't say much.
This made him a little annoyed, and he even thought in his mind, should he talk to his father?
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