Author: Wuming.

Moonlight

After a few people said this, Zhao Wenying stewed a pot of radish and rabbit meat in the outer room. The lid of the pot was lifted and the meat was filled with fragrance. He put two large bowls of soup and meat, and took a rag and served it on the dining table.

After so much trouble, the family was also hungry and hungry. They were fed up with their flesh. When the meat came up, several pairs of eyes were fixed on their heads and could no longer hold anything else.

The whole family ate this meal and had a round belly. When they burped, they smelled like rabbit meat. They put away their chopsticks and got off the table and couldn't walk.

My stomach was full and my mood was much more beautiful. The farce in the evening seemed to be no longer so upset.

The Jiang family who lived in the house would come over to take a look at the meals, and deliberately or unintentionally show off their own meals. They signaled that the Zhao family was not as good as the Jiang family. The competition between this type of hostess has always been enjoying each other. It almost happened every few days, but now it disappeared. The door of the house facing the opposite side was closed. If it weren't for the light coming out of the crack of the door, I would have thought that there was no one inside.

"Why didn't the house move today? Grandma Jiang didn't come out and say that they had three dishes at home?" Li Wenlan drank a big bowl of rabbit meat soup, and the warm pain in her stomach disappeared. She was lying lazily on the kang, so comfortable.

The main house where the Zhao family lives is divided into two families. The upper house is the Zhao family and the lower house is the Jiang family. The two families have such a few relatives, and the Jiang family is the older generation. Although they are of the same age, the girls from the Zhao family have to call them a few children and aunts and uncles.

Li Cuizhen also had to call the Jiang family woman an aunt, and she was actually only two years younger. In other words, she was a younger generation, and she often looked at the other party’s elders’ faces and had already had an objection.

"She wanted to show off, but she was so good. No dish could keep the meat smelling like a meat." Li Cuizhen sat on the kang and rubbed the hemp rope, and the hammer was lifted and turned around several times in the air. The fine scattered hemp weeds were wrapped around together and twisted together, and the fur edges were smoothed out after being dipped in water.

Zhao Wenying was helping with her work, looking up at the door, thinking of the cooking time, she couldn't help laughing in a low voice: "I had just stewed the rabbit meat but it was not out of the pot before. It was probably the fragrance had floated in. My uncle sneaked out and I took him a piece. Grandma Jiang came out on the excuse to ask her to go back to the house for dinner. I saw her look into the pot, and the saliva in her mouth was about to flow out, and she was so greedy."

Thinking of such a person who is usually arrogant, he will be so greedy that he will show his frustration. Li Cuizhen felt a long time ago and finally got the comfort of winning the game. She was filled with pleasure in her speech: "My third girl is really beautiful today. This rabbit beats her well!" A rabbit not only cleansed the second girl, but also has a full stomach, but also has a face. It can be said that she can beat three birds with one stone!

Zhao Wenduo was praised one after another, feeling that the heat was almost the same. He whispered twice and said, "What--the water in the pot is filled again, and the half box of rice is put on and steamed?"

"...Isn't you full?" Zhao Wenying said in surprise. Two corn cakes and a large bowl of soup meat, the amount that you can't eat in a day is enough. How long can I eat it after I finish it?

"Sister, don't talk about the third sister. The rice is so delicious, you can eat it even if you have enough." Zhao Wennan, the fourth son of the Zhao family, is thin and small. His sparse yellow hair is loose and tied a small bun behind his head. When he walks, he trembles up and down. He comes over and pulls Zhao Wenying off, and turns back to Li Cuizhen and shouts: "Mom, I want to eat the rice left by second sister, too-"

"Eat it, eat it, go and eat it." Li Cuizhen snorted: "The dog's belly can't hold two taels of sesame oil. It's delicious to eat it all, and it doesn't take a long sleep."

Although there was no good news, I agreed.

This is also a good mood that I have regained my face and said just a few words. It is not the turn of such good things to be heard in the mouths of a few girls. It can be said that the second son Zhao Wenlan is an exception.

Li Cuizhen is a tough and tough person. Maybe she lost her father since she was a child and her mother left her family and couldn't count on her. She had to rely on herself for everything, so she developed a stubborn and tough personality. In addition, Zhao Mingyu, the man she married, was a man she couldn't raise, which amplified her personality. Even if she treats her children, she rarely had warmth.

Among the four girls, the second girl is a typical "Lin Daiyu". She is like a willow Fufeng, and she is cowardly and sad. She can cry for a little bit of things. She can pick up a teapot anytime and anywhere.

It is said that the birds that can be called are eaten by insects. The second girl is divided into half of Li Cuizhen's few motherly loves. Among the children, not the one Li Cuizhen is pregnant with now, so the second child Zhao Wenlan is the one who is most loved by Li Cuizhen.

It is said that the five fingers of this hand are different in length. Although Li Cuizhen doesn't spoil her children, it is relatively rare for these two girls. In her own words, it is always the most ill, the most ill, the most poor, and the most unsatisfactory one. At present, the four girls have not been married and live a poor life. If they are not satisfied, they can't tell them. Both conditions in their parents' family are the same, and only the disease can be reflected. Zhao Wenlan has been weak and sick since she was a child, and she has such a temperament. Li Cuizhen will inevitably have more care about her.

Take yesterday as an example. Zhao Wenying and Zhao Wenlan got off work almost the same time, and they also worked overtime and returned a little late. Li Cuizhen came out to greet Zhao Wenlan with a big belly, but she didn't think about picking up Zhao Wenying.

It is also thanks to Zhao Wenying's good temper and is used to giving in to her sisters in everything, and being as filial as possible to be as polite as possible to understand her parents. Even if she was a little disappointed, she quickly sootheed her before she could even come forward. Not only did she not feel unhappy, she instead made excuses for Li Cuizhen: her second child is weak and timid, unlike her strong and courageous, and it is also worth worrying about her when it gets dark.

If you change your mind and love to compete, you will not be able to make noises and yell a few times. How could you do heavy work for a day? You are tired and hungry and stand with you and wait with me.

If Zhao Wenduo hadn't waited first at the entrance of the village, she would have been very strong again. Seeing Zhao Wenlan fainting and carrying her back, she would have been carrying her back home. Zhao Wenying's designation would be her. Even that, she would have helped Li Cuizhen, who was holding her shovel with one hand and caring about her body.

Zhao Wenlan celebrated her 16th birthday today. On the morning of the morning, Li Cuizhen specially steamed a box of rice and cooked an egg for her. These two are good things. Except for the Chinese New Year and the holidays, they can't be seen at the dinner table at all.

Zhao Wenlan was frightened yesterday, and she felt uncomfortable and had no taste. She took most of the leftover lunch box and brought it back. Because of the previous incident, she ordered a name to give Zhao Wen more.

If this was changed to the past, let alone the cold rice left in half a lunch box, even the best quality Jinliu rice would not be eaten just by opening your mouth. Every now and then, it would be fucked. I changed to coarse grain noodles to adjust the taste. But this "hero does not mention the courage of the past" is one time and another.

(End of this chapter)
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