It was a bit cold in the morning and evening in late October in Longzhou.
Wen Wen crawled out of the warm bed.
Her messy black hair was arched like a bird's nest.
She combed it twice with her hands and put her hair into a simple bun.
She learned this from the old lady on the train.
She said Wen Wen's hair is long, and she can easily pull it up like this.
It's also very strong, and she doesn't even need a hairpin.
After Wen Wen learned how to do it, she really likes it like this and wears it up every day.
But her hair was very thick.
When she pulled it back, she had a cloud of black hair, which made her palm-sized face look even smaller.
She put on her clothes, rubbed her hands, and left the room.
It was damp and cold in the morning and evening, as cold as deep into her bones.
The kind-hearted couple on the train are natives of Longzhou and live in an alley near the city.
The houses here are somewhat similar to those in Beijing.
The layout is square, but the courtyards occupy a smaller area, and the courtyards in the north are smaller.
Big, the houses here in Luzhou are very economical in floor space.
It has been half a month since she came to Luzhou, and she is a little familiar with this city.
The impression here is that there are more buildings, but they are unevenly tall and short.
The alleys are very narrow, and there are high walls on both sides.
The winding alleys, the blue stone road with a splash of water under your feet, and the sound of "tapping" when walking are quite pleasant.
If the buildings in the central circle of Kyoto are bright and majestic, then Luzhou gives people the impression of a small family with jade pear blossoms and rain.
In the Yan family, Wen Wen was accustomed to going to bed early and getting up early.
She got up early before Mrs.
Wei got up, then walked into the kitchen next to the living room and put the two Coal in the coal stove The briquettes were lit, and she choked and coughed twice after lighting them.
It was particularly difficult to light the briquettes here, as they were very moist and smoky.
She washed her hands, placed a soup pot on the other side, added water, and placed it on the chopping board.
Kneaded the dough flexibly.
A briquette stove with low heat and a small iron pot.
Wen Wen worked in the breakfast restaurant during the winter and summer vacations of three years of high school.
She is very skilled in pasta.
Not only is she dexterous in kneading dough, she is fast and good.
The shortbread cookies I bought on the train tasted quite good, so I bought another pack when I got off the train and studied it.
I found that I could basically copy it, and the ones she made were oily, more fragrant and crispy.
Softer.
She casually called the system, and a list appeared next to her, which was full of various ingredients, spices, and various essential oil extracts she had stored.
The products produced by the system do not have any impurities, are very pure, and have a purer taste.
Therefore, if the same materials are made using system extracts, they will be wonderful and delicious.
It's like taking a sip of rough, muddy water, and then a sip of filtered pure water, with a silky smooth taste.
Mrs.
Wei got up early, but when she got up and opened the door, the fragrance in the hall was already fragrant.
At this time, everyone came out to make breakfast one after another.
Because the alley was narrow, people could be seen when the window of the house upstairs opposite opened.
When they saw the old lady coming out, they said, "Auntie, your house has been having breakfast every day for the past half month."
What are you doing?
It’s so delicious that it wakes up several of our children and they make noises at home every day.”
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When Mrs.
Wei left the main room, she smelled Wen Xin cooking pancakes.
The old man brought back two kilograms of fish heads from the back hall last night.
It is estimated that Wen Xin's kid had all the fish heads cooked.
"What can you eat these days?
Just grab a piece of dough and bake it in a pot.
It's good.
If your child is greedy, you can bake two pieces yourself."
The person at the back window wanted to look through the courtyard wall into the kitchen house.
The disadvantage of being so close and so densely populated is that everyone knows what she eats, and the smell is everywhere.
In the first two days after Wenxin arrived, she ran to the alley-end grocery store by herself.
There, I cut a piece of pork belly at Lao Wu's stall and cooked braised pork for them when I came back.
The old lady still remembers it.
It tasted delicious and fragrant.
The people who lived upstairs opened their windows one after another. , it depends on who cooks the meat.
It is no exaggeration to say that it tastes oily and makes people overwhelmed by the aroma.
Now, even if Wen Wen is cooking a bowl of noodles or spooning out meat dumplings, someone will open the window and stare at his house, and even let his children into the yard to ask for it.
The old lady swept away the ashes on her body outside, and then entered the kitchen.
One coal cake stove was simmering fish head stew, and the other was baking small crispy cakes, each of which was golden and oily.
Just looking at it makes you salivate.
It was so fragrant and warm.
Ever since she came to their house, the food she and the old man had was getting better and better day by day, and both of them had gained weight.
A pot of hot water has been boiled next to the stove and is being kept warm for the two old people to use when they get up in the morning.
"You kid, why are you up so early again?
It's cold now.
It's a shame to wake up in the morning.
Just lie down a little longer and I'll make breakfast."
The old lady quickly snatched the shovel from her hand.
Wen Wen's hair was pulled up.
After working for a long time, two strands of fine hair fell off her forehead.
She looked delicate and charming.
She looked at the old lady and pursed her lips and smiled, "It's okay, grandma, I'm used to it.
I'll wake up when the time comes.
You After washing up with grandpa, we can have dinner."
The old lady looked at this girl and really liked her.
She didn't have to do any work at home.
She was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth every day.
She always felt like she was a lost daughter.
Wenxin is particularly good at troubles.
The old lady took her in for free.
The Wei family's house lives on the first floor.
There are two floors above for other residents.
There are three bedrooms and one living room on the first floor, with a small yard.
The old couple usually lives there.
My son will stay there for a while when he comes back, and the other rooms will be empty, which is more than enough to accommodate another person.
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The old lady didn't want her rent, so Wen Wen provided three meals a day for the family.
The old man and the old lady were usually very frugal.
Occasionally they would go out and buy fried dough sticks, sesame cakes and soy milk, which they could only count on their hands.
Usually they would just stir-fry pickles and make porridge.
Still that kind of indifferent, but since Wen Xin came.
Today I went to the food store to get a small bag of white noodles, tomorrow I went to cut a piece of pork belly, and the day after tomorrow I picked up two fish and cooked them in different ways, coaxing these two empty nesters to eat from mouth to stomach, and from body to body.
I like her with all my heart.
When the old man thought about it, he had to find someone in the countryside to register his rural household registration, so he decided to move it to his own household registration to save trouble.
It happened that the old lady had a younger sister.
When the world was in chaos in the early years, the family smuggled to Xianghai.
The daughter died of illness, so the old lady settled her household registration in her family as her niece.
Wenxin now has a new name, Wei Xin, which sounds similar to Wenxin.
She has her own ID card in this world, and her mood is much brighter.
She does not plan to return to Kyoto in the future.
This will be her identity from now on.
The old man and the old lady were her relatives, and they were so happy with her every day that they wished they could love her as if they were their own daughters.
It’s just that the child is very good-looking.
The neighbors know that she is the old lady’s niece.
Yesterday, three people came to marry her.
They wanted to find a husband for Wenxin, but the old lady refused.
The child was only eighteen years old.
She wanted to marry her again.
After staying for two years, it’s no different now than before.
It’s not too late to get married at twenty.
Besides, with Wen Wen looking like this, are you still worried about getting married?
The sixteen-year-old kid at the entrance of the alley was so fascinated by Wenxin that he even knew how to carry a basket for Wenxin and deliver it to his doorstep.
In the morning, Grandpa Wei bit into a crispy shortbread that was freshly baked and slightly hot.
There was a sweet sesame paste filling in the middle of the cake.
It was so delicious that it could swallow your tongue.
He then drank a spoonful of it sprinkled with green scallions.
The fish head is stewed, the soup is milky white, and the mouth is as smooth as silk.
A mouthful of hot fish soup enters the stomach, and people who are fresh don't know what it is today.
After finishing the meal, Grandpa Wei took half a pot of milky white fish head soup that was simmering on the fire, wrapped five leftover crispy biscuits in a paper bag, and ran all the way to the street behind the alley.
There is a three-story building with red tiles and white walls on the street at the end of the alley.
He usually works there, burning a stove and doing odd jobs, earning twenty yuan a month.
This family is a couple.
The man is mute but has a burly figure.
The woman is in her thirties and looks like a flower.
This woman has a unique skill, that is, she can make ducks.
Luzhou is a land of fish and water.
There are many ducks, fish and shrimps.
It's very cheap, and her duck recipe is perfect, and everyone who eats it praises it.
Every once in a while, someone would come to her door when she was hungry.
At first, friends would bring things by themselves, then friends would bring friends, and then some rumors would spread, so she closed the door.
Later, a reliable person from above came up with an idea.
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Word came back that the government was going to relax policies in the next two years, so she didn't want to do this or that.
So she opened the door again, but this time, she only received good friends and some well-known, wealthy and status guests, and no one else was received.
She doesn't want money and never asks for money, but the people who come to eat, except for friends, are all respectable.
In this era, there are not many people who default on their debts.
It is only natural to give money for meals.
The couple has made a lot of money.
This year, they even rented the house.
It was well tidied up.
As soon as you enter, you will find a small alley of an ordinary home.
There is a table with tea.
There are a few calligraphy and paintings hanging in the alley, a few porcelain vases, and a few fabric bouquets.
It is a bit more indifferent and elegant.
There are two rooms on the left and right, with bamboo curtains hanging on the doors and a bamboo curtain.
It is quiet and pleasant, simple and elegant, like a home from another world.
I picked up the curtain and went in.
There was a room inside that was separated by two private rooms and could hold two tables.
It was obvious at first glance that the hostess of this house was a very interesting person.
Everything was pleasing to the eye.
Behind the alley was the kitchen.
The mute man was squatting on the stove to stew the duck, and the slender beautiful woman was watching the duck in the pot being cooked.
Old Man Wei called out.
Although his mute husband couldn't speak, his ears were fine.
He set up the stove and came to the front of the hall.
"You haven't eaten yet this morning, come and have some.
I brought it to you specially.
My niece made it.
How do you like it?"
Old Man Wei called to his mute husband.
The mute husband laughed twice and said in a low voice, "Hey."
Then he sat down and was busy making ducks early in the morning.
He didn't have time to eat, so he didn't show politeness to Old Man Wei.
He just took a bowl and scooped out a bowl of fish.
Head pot.
I drank two sips and stuffed myself with a piece of cake.
"Yeah, yeah," he nodded repeatedly and pointed at Old Man Wei, meaning it was delicious.
Even though his wife's duck is considered a masterpiece and delicious in the eyes of outsiders, she gets tired of it after eating it for a long time.
She makes duck every day and he can't stand it even after eating it for several months.
At this time, take a sip of the fish head pot, which is as delicious as a fairy.
Old Man Wei was very happy, as if he was praising himself.
They were old neighbors.
When the couple first moved here, Old Man Wei took good care of them.
Later, when the couple had more guests at home, he took care of them.
The old man asked me to help him serve tea and pour water for twenty yuan a month.
He was not busy every day, only in the afternoon and evening.
Old Wei spent his lunch and dinner here.
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He got along well with the couple and never blushed.
A beautiful woman lifted the curtain from the kitchen and came in.
Her facial features were clear, beautiful but not charming, clear but not cold.
The two of them came from other places a few years ago and bought a house to settle down.
One of them was mute and the other beautiful.
There was a rumor among the neighbors that this woman used to be a good girl, but now she has become a good person.
Otherwise, how could such a beauty marry a mute?
But then the mute heard these words and lost his temper.
Don't think he can't He talks, but he has a burly figure, a frame bigger than the average person, his arms are as thick as a woman's calves, and he can knock people away with one punch, so he can offend anyone.
In addition, the husband and wife love each other, and the man follows her every day, inseparable.
Anyone who dares to bully his wife will fight to the death, and over time he stopped talking about it.
However, in the past few years, the couple has never had a child, and some people started gossiping, saying The woman was injured inside, otherwise the man was so strong, why couldn't he have given birth to a monkey?
She took out a plate of duck liver side dishes from the back room.
She was wearing an old dress that had been remade.
She walked over and said to Old Man Wei with a smile, "Master Wei, this fish head stew is so delicious.
It was made by your niece."
Bar" "No, I got up before five o'clock in the morning and cooked this for our old couple.
They said it was nutritious and replenishing the body.
I was working hard outside and asked me to drink more.
What I got was the fish head I brought back yesterday.
No, I I brought it here for you to try, as well as the shortbread she made.
This child is so filial."
The mute husband next to him quickly pulled his daughter-in-law to sit on a stool and said "Hmm, huh" and gave her a bowl to eat.
The beautiful woman smiled and said, "You are such a grateful boy, so I won't be polite.
Let's eat together."
After saying that, she took a little bit of the white soup with a spoon, smelled it slightly, and then sipped it slowly.
Take one sip, then a second spoonful, then a third spoonful, and taste it slowly until you finish it.
She wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, thought about it for a moment, and then said: "It's really good, Mr.
Wei, this fish head stew is also excellent."
She thought for a while, ducks are not expensive here, and fish and shrimp are even cheaper.
There are a lot of fish heads left every day, and this soup is really nutritious and delicious.
After drinking it, it will leave a lingering taste in your mouth and tongue.
"Why don't you let your niece come to my place every day, and I'll give her two yuan for a pot of fish head."
One pot can hold ten bowls, one bowl costs six cents, ten bowls cost six yuan, excluding the two yuan for wages. , it was profitable no matter what, and she could still fill the soup for the guests.
The main reason was that the soup was really unexpectedly delicious and a rare delicacy, so she suddenly had such an idea.
"This is a good thing.
When I go back and ask this girl, it should be fine."
Old Man Wei responded happily.
Wenxin has been traveling around Long City these days.
She took a few buses and visited various department stores and food stores in the Post Office School.
She bought a piece of blue fabric for the old lady in the department store and made her a piece of fabric.
As for the top, I bought a gray one for Old Wei that can be worn as a coat.
I saw woolen yarn for sale at the counter.
"Comrade, how much does pink wool cost?"
There was actually pink wool.
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Wen Xin asked the salesperson without thinking.
"One, two, two, seven."
The salesperson didn't have any arrogant attitude.
The salesperson here had a better attitude.
Wenxin asked the experienced aunt next to her.
The aunt was also enthusiastic.
She looked at her and said, "With your small body, five or two lines is enough."
She quickly spent money to buy the thread, but she only bought seven taels because there was only that much left.
She bought them all.
She was lucky and came at the right time.
After a while, they were sold out, but the price was right.
Expensive, a pound costs twenty-seven.
The thousand yuan that Wenxin brought with him when he came out, and those who live in the Wei family these days, only have more than eight hundred left to buy things.
However, the Wei family solved her household registration problem and provided her with a place to live.
She should spend some money.
When she gets rich in the future, it will be easy to buy a house and a car for the two elderly people.
The Wei family is not even willing to buy a bicycle.
The old lady said she should save some money to talk to the second boy about her daughter-in-law.
Holding the light pink wool, it was fluffy and soft.
Although she couldn’t knit sweaters, she could learn.
I heard it would be cold here in two days, so I would just like to knit a thin pink sweater to wear.
The remaining Use the thread to knit a longer scarf.
I also bought suitable wool for two old people, and each of them knitted one piece.
After putting her things in her bag, she ran to a nearby high school and asked a few high school students for help.
She gave them money and asked them to get a set of high school books for her.
There are still seven months left until next year's college entrance examination.
She wants to review her high school knowledge at this time and take the college entrance examination next year.
There was nothing she could do about it.
She had gone around several times and wanted to do something.
The streets were all state-owned.
These days, it was timid to engage in private affairs.
Although the country had shown signs of this, no one dared to do so.
As a crab eater, the black market still exists, but the catching is not as fierce.
After much thought, Wen Xin felt that now was not the best time.
It was better to take the college entrance examination first.
After all, the book describes that the period of rapid development of reform and opening up would be from the mid-to-late 1980s to the 1990s.
By then, you can go to any university.
Buy a piece of land for ten or eight yuan in the city and wait for the value to rise.
"Hey, that little comrade, can you come over here?
My sister has something to discuss with you."
Wenxin very gently called over a boy who seemed to be a clever boy.
For ten yuan, he got the money from these high school brats.
I got a set of high school textbooks and manuscripts, saying they belonged to his sister.
She took the books and gave the money to the little boy with a smile.
It is easier to do things if you have money.
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After loading up her things, Wen Xin took the No. 2 bus, and after getting off the bus, she happily jumped up and down in the alley all the way back to Wei's house.
On the day that Yan Tuan was discharged from the hospital, several platoon commanders, company commanders, and squad leaders from the 146th Regiment who were familiar with the regiment leader drove to the hospital with the political commissar in their cars, hoping to pick up their own leader, Yan Tuan, from the hospital.
In the ward, Yan Motou looked at them with a cold face and scolded them: "Whoever asked you to come out gave you the right to leave the group without permission."
A group of platoon commanders, company commanders, and squad leaders looked at me and I looked at you, all silent.
They, they just wanted to pick up their leader back to the group.
They wanted to give the leader a surprise, but in the end, they were frightened.
Political Commissar Ye beside him knew clearly that Yan Zeyang had been lying on the hospital bed for more than 20 days, and since the person was not found, he was holding an evil fire in his heart.
He even wanted to get angry, let alone these little soldiers.
"They are all soldiers led by you.
They came here specifically to pick you up from the hospital.
The cars are parked outside.
That's all."
He turned back to the soldiers and said, "I won't do this next time, you know?"
"I know" answered loudly.
Yan Zeyang buttoned up his military uniform with a sullen face.
Although his leg injury has not fully healed and will need some training, he can still walk normally as long as it is not too fast.
Several soldiers saw that the regiment leader was fine and did not train them any more.
They quickly became active.
"The regiment leader was really dangerous at that time.
He stepped on the accelerator and rushed over.
I was so scared that my heart jumped into my throat."
Several soldiers were shocked.
It was the few who stopped Yan Zeyang from driving at that time and volunteered to drive to death.
No matter who teaches the soldiers, those who are not afraid of death are a bit bold.
Many of them were handled by Commander Yan, so their feelings were naturally different.
"Look at your courage, Wei Youshun, I'm not telling you, you're telling me that you rushed up, commander, I'll drive, I'm not afraid of death, but the commander pulled me away, and then you sat on the ground and didn't get up for a long time. , you said you were afraid that the group leader would really let you go?"
"I'm not, I'm not, I'm not afraid.
Wasn't it that I was worried about the group leader?
I was worried that you knew you were not afraid.
Don't talk nonsense."
The person called Shunzi, who was the youngest among the group, said a little aggrievedly.
"Haha" several soldiers laughed, and one smiled and said to the political commissar: "Commissar Ye, let me tell you something funny.
Shunzi sent his parents to the train before, and soon after his parents got home, he He wrote a letter and said that he met a girl on the train.
She was very pitiful, so they recognized her as godfather.
Now their household registration has been transferred to their family's household registration book.
The letter said that it was not that they didn't want the girl to be their wife, but mainly because This girl is too beautiful, Shunzi is not worthy of her."
"Hahaha" caused another burst of laughter.
"You said my parents are so partial.
They didn't introduce a beautiful girl to their son, and even recognized her as a relative.
Is she her biological father or mother?"
Shunzi felt even more aggrieved.
He was short of a wife, okay?
"His parents also said that they want to introduce someone to a girl.
They asked Shunzi to see if there is a good guy in the army who is better than him and introduce him to one.
The key point is to introduce him to someone who is better than him.
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Political Commissar, do you think it's funny or not?"
A few soldiers and then another burst of "hahahaha" Political Commissar Ye even laughed, "Shunzi is a very energetic young man.
I think it's good.
Look back and be careful.
Your parents said, why are you not worthy of this girl?
Next time, call your parents over.
I will do some ideological work for them."
I have some confidence in my son.”
"Hahahahaha" "It's too late, political commissar.
Everyone has registered in his household registration.
The letter said that his girl's surname is Wei.
What is her name, Wei Xin?
Do you think it's funny or not?"
"Wei Xin" A group of soldiers were laughing there.
Only their leader had a dark face and buttoned up his military button with one hand.
Then he picked up his hat and prepared to put it on with an indifferent expression.
However, the moment he heard the name, his body instantly stiffened. gd1806102: