The next day, Li Linzi's mother, Zhang Yunhua, came to Mo's house early in the morning. When he came, he was carrying a vegetable basket covered with a blue cloth. When he got to the yard, he called out: "Aunt Song."
Song Nanzhi naturally got up and was busy in the kitchen. When he heard Zhang Yunhua's shout, he walked towards the front yard.
When Zhang Yunhua saw Song Nanzhi coming out, he also walked up the steps. As he walked, he smiled and said, "Auntie, are you already cooking breakfast?"
Song Nanzhi replied: "It's cooking, you went out so early, what's the matter?"
"It's okay, I just came to have a few words with Auntie." Then he followed up and said, "In the future, Lin Zi will come all day long, which will cause trouble for you, Uncle Mo, and Wan Wan."
Song Nanzhi smiled and looked at the people walking over, "It's no trouble. Linzi and the others are here, and we will be more lively. It's not too late for me to welcome them."
Zhang Yunhua walked up, holding Song Nanzhi in one hand and holding a basket in the other, "My aunt's house is getting more and more lively now, and every child is very obedient. I'm jealous."
Who doesn't like to hear good words? Song Nanzhi couldn't hide the smile on his face when he listened to her praising the children in the house. "Qingyuan is older and more sensible. He helps take care of the children in this house every day." , otherwise I’m afraid I’ll have to go to the house to uncover the tiles.”
Zhang Yunhua continued to praise: "Qingyuan is nothing to say. Not only is it sensible, but it can also read and write." Then he continued: "It takes a lot of brainpower for them to study. I will send some eggs to the children to supplement them." one time."
When Song Nanzhi heard that he was here to deliver things to his family, he quickly refused and said: "How can this be done! We are not outsiders, so you are an outsider." Then he continued: "We, the family, are just looking forward to getting more. I can sell some eggs for a few bucks and get some needlework, oil, salt and so on. Take it back quickly, don't be so polite."
After listening to Song Nanzhi's words, Zhang Yunhua felt mixed emotions. This is not how poor people like them live. They raise chickens, pigs, etc., but they can't eat a few eggs and meat throughout the year. Most of them are sent to the county for sale. Exchange money. She said with emotion: "My aunt is an honest person. We all work in the dirt. Our family doesn't have much income all year round, but we spend more than we earn."
No one in the whole village knows this better than Song Nanzhi. After a series of accidents happened to his family in the past few years, the little money he saved at home was used up, and he still owed a lot of money. Later, I kept on taking the medicine, and the old man broke his leg again, so the money was spent like water. If Wan Wan had not found a good medicine, the family would not have felt relaxed all of a sudden. Like Zhang Yunhua, she was very emotional. Life is hard, "But it's not like that. There's only so much in the field. If we don't save enough, we won't even have enough to eat. How can we make much money."
Zhang Yuanhua smiled and answered: "What my aunt said is that although life has been tight, fortunately these years have been good, the crops in the fields have not suffered any damage, and they can make do with whatever they eat. These few Auntie Egg, don’t be too little, it’s just a little bit of our kindness. Wanwan worked so hard to teach Linzi and the others, and I, as an aunt, have to thank her for her hard work.”
Song Nanzhi was embarrassed to refuse by Zhang Yunhua, so he had no choice but to accept the eggs she sent, and said: "We are not outsiders, and you have helped us in the past. Don't be so polite in the future."
After the gifts were given out, Zhang Yunhua smiled even brighter and said, "Listen to Auntie, we are not outsiders. We will definitely not be polite in the future." We will talk about the rest later!
After Zhang Yunhua left, Du Chunxia and Li Qiangniang also came to the door one after another. They both came with things in their hands. They had not left after they had given things. Li Hualin, Zhao Xiaole's mother, and Li Changjun's mother also came one after another. He followed to Mo's house. The three of them came with the same things.
Several people came earlier, firstly because they were afraid that the villagers would gossip if they looked at it, and secondly, they came before class so as not to disturb their studies. You say something to a few people, and I say something to them. Even if Song Nanzhi has another mouth, he can't talk to those people who are determined to keep things.
A few people gave away their things and talked for a while about counting the time before turning around.
About half an hour after a few people left, the first half-hour class officially began. Mo Ziwan first collected the homework assigned to everyone yesterday and prepared it for correction. After receiving the effect, class begins
, just like the second half of yesterday, the class was no longer as loose as before, the rhythm was tighter, and the requirements in class were much stricter than before. This made the eight people, including Mo Li and Li Linsong, all sit upright and listen to Mo Ziwan. Every word and sentence.
An hour later, Mo Ziwan ended the class. Before get out of class, she still told her to go home and do some exercises, and brought her for a checkup in the second half of the day.
Song Nanzhi walked out of the kitchen after listening to the noise of the children in the front yard. After arriving in the front room and seeing that only a few of his own children were left in the room, Song Nanzhi asked, "Are they all gone?"
Mo Ziwan replied: "get out of class is over, everyone is gone."
After hearing Mo Ziwan's answer, Song Nanzhi said: "Wanwan, didn't your Uncle Cai and the others come to your home last night and ask for tuition fees?"
Mo Ziwan nodded, "Well, it's not here again?"
Song Nanzhi nodded and replied: "No, they came over while you were still asleep, and each family sent something."
Mo Ziyuan was not too surprised after hearing this. She would have been surprised if they had remained calm and not expressed their feelings at all. It's human nature to reciprocate with courtesy. If you help them, they will naturally want to do their best. It doesn't matter if you give them something that is not expensive. "What did your uncles and aunts give you?"
Song Nanzhi replied: "They are all for food. Your Aunt Yunhua sent a basket of eggs, and your Aunt Chunxia sent a piece of meat. It is estimated to be two kilograms. It looks very fresh. I am afraid I just went to the county to cut it back this morning." of..." Chinese website
After Song Nanzhi listed out all the things sent by several people one by one, he continued: "It's okay to give things as gifts. These things are not expensive. We can afford to repay favors in the future." . But when you were in class, I went to the field to plow the land where beans were planted before and plant some carrots. When I got to the field, I saw your uncle Gui and Uncle Youshu plowing the ground. I went and asked me to come back. They said they would finish it in a while and asked me to come back and cook for you."
They were going to help in the fields. Mo Ziwan had expected this a long time ago. This book was also her purpose. She only said: "We will go back to help them later." Then she said playfully: "This book was sent by my uncles and aunts. Grandma also keeps the things, just in time to give us extra meals." Later, he added, "If I didn't collect them, my uncles and aunts would be embarrassed to let more brothers come over to study."
Song Nanzhi also thought this was the case, so he smiled and agreed, "Then I'll accept it." He didn't realize it, and now he was unknowingly listening to Mo Ziwan's arrangements for many things at home.
Mo Tingyu also joked at the side: "This is the tuition fee for our Wan Wan teaching students."
Mo Ziyuan nodded in agreement and said, "Well, grandpa is right. We have collected so much tuition today. Shouldn't we have a good meal to celebrate our collection of tuition?"
Song Nanzhi chuckled and tapped Mo Ziwan's forehead, "Have we, Ziwan, turned into gluttons after a long time?"
Mo Ziyuan was not ashamed, but proudly shouted: "Glutty, I am a glutton! I want to eat delicious food." She looked like a little baby. Just shouting was not enough, she also pulled her. Song Nanzhi's hand urged: "Grandma, let's go to the kitchen to make delicious food." If they hadn't eaten better during this period, how could their bodies have recovered so quickly?
Song Nanzhi said angrily: "I think you have really become a little glutton!"
After Mo Ziyuan pulled Song Nanzhi out of the house, she shouted to Mo Li who was playing with Li Linsong and Li Linsong outside the house: "Sister Mo Li, go and prepare some delicious food."
As soon as Li Li heard that something delicious was ready, he immediately stopped playing and ran towards Song Nanzhi. He took Song Nanzhi's other hand and asked, "Grandma, what should we cook for noon?"
Song Nanzhi pouted at Mo Ziwan, "You have to ask your sister about this, I don't know what tricks she has come up with."
Mo Ziwan replied: "Today we will make a different kind of meat."
Li Linsong also came over, "I'm going to light the fire."
Li Linyu also came to join in the fun, "I'll go too."
However, their liveliness was interrupted by Murong Qingyuan, "Lin Song, go practice calligraphy after you have rested, and you must also practice calligraphy, otherwise you won't know how to hold a pen when you reach your elder brother's age!"
Li Linsong:......
Li Linyu said unwillingly: "I'm still young and I'm not in a hurry."
Murong Qingyuan: "Aren't you competing with your sister Wanwan?"
With food tempting him in front of him, Li Linyu decisively changed his stance, "No more competition!"
Murong Qingyuan was obviously startled, but immediately returned to his previous calm expression, even more serious than before, "If you don't compete, you have to write. If you don't write, you will be punished by writing more."
Li Linsong pulled Li Linsong and left, "Be obedient and finish writing. Grandma Song has also prepared delicious food. It will be delicious then."
Murong Qingyuan was very satisfied with Li Linsong taking Li Linyu away. He waited for the two of them to walk a few steps before saying to Song Nanzhi: "I will also help grandma cook."
Li Linsong's steps obviously paused. He wanted to turn around and study together, but he was afraid that he would be burdened with homework. Just like if he didn't take the eucalyptus away just now, he was afraid that when the eucalyptus was punished, he would also be punished with it. . The longer they were together, the more Li Linsong felt that Murong Qingyuan was not easy to mess with, so he could only think of those who recognized current affairs as heroes, so he could practice calligraphy with peace of mind.
Song Nanzhi smiled and said, "It's enough for you and me to have two sisters in the kitchen. Go and read your book. Don't delay your study."
Murong Qingyuan still had a serious face at this moment, and said with a smile: "I will read again later, just take a break now."
When Song Nanzhi heard this, he immediately changed his attitude and said, "It's time to rest. You and Wanwan are either reading or copying books every day. If you continue like this, your eyes may not be able to bear it."
Li Linsong was even more tired when he entered the room. Didn't I just finish reading?
Mo Ziwan was thinking about the meat that she and Yu Silian were frying together. Although her godmother had done a good job, the meat was inevitably not smooth and tender because of the lack of starch, so she would try to make the starch today and then try cooking it later. If you can make luncheon meat well, you can set up a stall in the county town to buy meat buns or sandwiches, and your family can earn more. However, the pancakes still need to be improved. They need to be baked. Baking is also simple, just put on a stove.
I think back to the Doshiki stove shape in the short video I watched before. It is simple and simple, and I can definitely make it! Thanks to the various short videos I watched before, now I have time to test and verify them one by one.
Mo Ziwan came to the kitchen with her own little plan in mind, but after looking at the meat on the chopping board, her idea of luncheon meat was instantly wiped out.
Mo Ziyuan's mouth is so big, it's so good that it's hard to describe in words! The white fat flesh was stained with a little bit of red, and it almost turned as white as snow!
Mo Ziwan looked at Song Nanzhi, "Grandma, is this the meat they sent?"
Song Nanzhi looked at his granddaughter's surprised expression with a funny look on his face, then he cut it again and said, "Well, it's all good meat, much better than the meat you bought before."
