"What a sweet baby." When Wang Cuilan saw her granddaughter, her heart softened and she took out a dime from her pocket: "I'm going to buy a meat pie or two meat buns later. How big is your uncle?" He’s still here, and he’s still fighting for food with his children.”
Wang Cuilan told her daughter before leaving that she knew that although her daughter was simple, she was not stupid and would definitely make the best choice once she calmly made up her mind. So at this moment, the big stone in my heart fell to the ground. Knowing that everyone felt uncomfortable, he suggested buying food.
"Thank you for the milk."
Lin Xiangrong thanked her with a soft voice. Her big and bright eyes were as bright as the sun. She rubbed Wang Cuilan and stretched out her hand to the old man. After being hugged by her grandfather, she raised the dime in her hand. : "I'm going to buy meat buns later. Has grandpa had breakfast? One for each of us."
"Eat it, dear baby, but I won't eat it."
In an era when a dime was neither too much nor too little but enough to buy a lot of things, it was rare for a family to directly give a dime to a little girl and let her use it as she pleased.
This is enough to show how much Lao Lin's family loves Lin Xiangrong.
The old man carefully tapped his granddaughter's cheek with his rough fingers, then handed her to Lin Yuannan to hold. He whispered a few words to his youngest son beside him, and decided to take the nearest carriage back to the village.
They were going to have a bite to eat at a stall in town.
Lin Yuannan, who has been hanging out in the town for a long time, took the initiative and said: "I will take you to eat. There is a delicious stall here. The portions are large and fragrant. There is a layer of oil and chopped green onion floating on the wonton soup, which is delicious. ”
There are many delicious food stalls in the town, and Lin Yuannan has eaten a lot in the past two years.
He immediately took the whole family to the stall, chose a clean table, and took down the girl sitting on his shoulders. Ma Liu asked the boss for a few wontons, a bowl of soy milk, and two plates of side dishes. , thought about it and picked up another meat dish.
The boss took the money, responded cheerfully, and told him that the wontons and meat dishes would be served shortly. Then he scooped a handful of green onions and onions into the pot with a large spoon. The oil splashed, and soon the aroma filled his nostrils.
Several members of Lao Liu's family who followed greedily swallowed their saliva.
"mom!"
Liu Laosan caught up with Liu Meng from behind and stopped in front of the stall. Thinking that the family might not have had breakfast, he took the initiative and said: "Eat something and go back."
"Boss, please order some wontons. They don't want meat, just vegetarian ones. Are there any side dishes? Give us a side dish." After he finished shouting, he sat down and saw the family sitting opposite him, and his smile froze.
What a coincidence.
When he and Lao Lin's family went to a place to have dinner, they wouldn't come over and beat him up, right?
Liu Laosan became trembling for a moment. He kept glancing at the other table from the corner of his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that those people ignored him.
"Dad! I want to eat Jiang Xiang Pancake!"
Not far from the stall is a stall selling soybean-flavored pancakes. There is even a fruit stall next to it, with round apples on it. At first glance, the apples are not that good in appearance, but they are still edible.
Lin Xiangrong's eyes lit up: "I still want to eat apples!"
She put her hand into the knitted satchel that Zhou Zhaodi had brought out overnight, which contained the change she needed to give customers for business and yesterday's income. She pulled out a small note: "Here!"
"Yo, my girl is generous!"
These are two fifty-cent bills. The total is one yuan, which is enough to buy a pound of meat.
Lin Yuannan, who was about to sell soy sauce pancakes and apples, stretched out his hand and flicked his daughter's forehead: "Don't let your wealth leak out, put it away quickly, daddy will buy you whatever you want to eat."
"Third brother, I'll give you some money."
She couldn't let her granddaughter spend money on what she wanted to eat. Wang Cuilan hurriedly took out a small wad of rolled up money from her socks. The amount was small but just enough. She gave it to Lin Yuannan without counting it.
The Jiangxiang cake is not an expensive thing. You can buy two large sheets for one penny, but the apple looks like a rare thing eaten by city people. It is a fruit!
None of their family has ever eaten fruit, so they don't know how much an apple costs. But if the granddaughter wants to eat it, she must spend all her money to buy it.
"Mom, I have money here. I have transferred a lot of money from the counter in the past two years."
Lin Yuannan handed the money back and hurried to the two stalls. He bought five large cakes and a bag of apples. When he came back, he borrowed a ladle of water from the boss, washed an apple, cut it into half, and handed over the largest piece. It was given to the daughter, and the other adults shared it.
Yaozu, who came over, and the old man who had been smoking but kept silent, both ate a piece.
This apple is so sweet, sweet, crisp and juicy. When you bite into it, the sweet taste is better than any wild fruit you have ever eaten.
This is a rarity.
Take it back and give it to your grandchildren and sons to taste.
The old man didn't want to eat more, so he only ate one piece and handed the other piece to his granddaughter: "Eat more, eating more is good for your health."
He swallowed and said, "I've had enough."
The old man has suffered a lot in his life and has never enjoyed any blessings. Even when he eats meat, he can only cook some meat during festivals or special events.
He separated his family in his early years and came to Xingjia Village to work hard. When he was at his poorest, he couldn't even dig wild vegetables and almost starved to death in the drafty hut at the foot of the mountain.
The village chief saw him as pitiful and gave him a job of cleaning the cowshed. He was paid a day's wages and gave him a mouthful of food. In this way, the old man survived, built up his fortune bit by bit, and even married a capable, energetic and hard-working wife like Wang Cuilan. .
His life is a little better now, but he can't change his original simplicity. If there is anything delicious and useful, the first thing he thinks about is giving it to his son first, then his daughter and Wang Cuilan, and finally him.
However, as he watched his family gradually go from barely being able to eat to being able to buy a bag of fruit, he smiled, and his eyes fell on his granddaughter who handed him the apple again, saying softly that she didn't want to eat it, with soft and loving eyes.
This is his little Fuwa.
With Fuwa here, life is getting better and better.
God's eyes are open!
fruit!
It’s actually fruit!
He was so hungry that he didn't even drink a sip of water. When the wontons were served, he couldn't even drink the soup, let alone take a bite. Liu Meng, who could only endure hunger, was so jealous that his eyes almost popped out.
God knows, when the wontons were served just now, Liu Meng, who thought she had a share, asked the boss why one point was missing. The boss's surprised eyes fell on her, and Liu Meng understood instantly.
Liu Laosan didn't order her portion of wontons at all.
And all the money she had on her was taken away by Mrs. Zhou who realized that she was hiding private money. She even checked under the insoles of her shoes!
If it weren't for being on the street, Mrs. Zhou would have wanted Liu Meng to take off his pants and see if there was any money hidden in his crotch.
She opened her mouth with a loud voice that could be heard by people all over the street, causing Liu Meng's face to turn red.
Especially when he saw Lin Xiangrong across from him eating thin-skinned wontons with large fillings and biting into crispy and sweet apples, Liu Meng almost died of anger.
Why?
Why is she doing so well?
Are you so miserable?
Liu Meng bit her knuckles jealously.
As if aware of her gaze, Lin Xiangrong turned her head and smiled at Liu Meng, whose eyes were glowing green because of Wang Cuilan's compliments on her delicious food.
The two pear dimples at the corners of her mouth seemed to be mocking her.
