The sky is gloomy and gray, as if it is brewing the next scene.

Although the snow no longer falls, the sun does not come out, it is very cold and cold, and it has a bit of darkness.

Back at the courtyard, Xu Qing was restless all the way, and the cold weather also cooled down.

At this time, Xu Qing walked into the front yard with two hemp ropes hanging half a pound of pork belly in his hand.

Yan Bugui in the front yard was standing at the door of the house, repairing his bicycle, holding a vise with his left hand and a wrench with his right hand, constantly fiddling.

Yan Bugui is a handsome and shameless person. He was the first person to buy bicycles in the courtyard, followed by Xu Damao.

Because he was a teacher at school, he saw that other teachers were all there, and felt that he could not fall behind.

Gripping his teeth, he bought it.

When he first bought the bicycle, Yan Bugui felt a lot of pain. After all, he spent three months' salary and was always a treasure.

I wish I could find a place to provide it, but I was afraid that others would not see it and could not show it. I was also very careful when riding on the road, for fear of splashing a mud spot.

However, no matter how much you cherish it, it will eventually become old.

The pedals were changed twice, the brake lines collapsed five times, the bells were stolen no less than ten times, and the car circles were also once.

Fortunately, Yan Bugui's appearance was spotless, just like others, and he always dressed in a decent manner.

Seeing Xu Qing walking back from outside the yard with pork in his hand, Yan Bugui stopped the wrench in his hand, poked his eyes out from behind his glasses, took a look, smashed his mouth, but didn't say anything. It was not until Xu Qing left the front yard that he muttered in a low voice.

"Where does this kid get the money to buy meat?"

But Xu Qing didn't hear it, and even if he heard it, he wouldn't pay attention.

Living your own life, you care about what others say.

Besides, if the mouth is on others, they can't stop anything they like to say.

You can't be angry, right?

When he returned to the backyard, Xu Damao was riding a bicycle and preparing to go out.

Seeing Xu Qing buying meat, I felt strange. I stepped over the beam of the bicycle and looked at Xu Qing and said:

"Hey, you guys, it's the end of the month, and you still have a private meat ticket."

"If I had known, I would have borrowed it from you last week."

Xu Qing stopped and said, "Brother Damao, are you just joking? You are a formal worker, and the factory has sent you more meat tickets than me. I am an apprentice, and only a few, so do you need to borrow them from me?"

Xu Damao was choked by Xu Qing's words, and for a moment, he didn't know how to respond.

He is indeed a formal worker, and he has more meat tickets every month, according to the factory regulations, than apprentices.

But he couldn't resist his spending a lot. He was used to being big on weekdays. A few meat tickets were not enough to put together. He opened his stomach and rubbed it.

But what Xu Qing said was hard for him to refute. It was too embarrassing to say that he wanted to borrow it.

A formal worker, borrowing meat tickets from an apprentice. If it is spread, will you still have any face?

However, Xu Damao knew that the ink in his belly was not as good as Xu Qing.

Xu Qing went to high school, but although he had not finished it, he had been studying for a longer time than him.

He graduated from elementary school and dropped out of school in the first year of junior high school.

He groaned and waved his hand.

"Go and go...who cares about your meat tickets?"

As soon as he turned his head, he rode his bicycle and walked towards the middle courtyard.

Seeing this, Xu Qing turned around and walked to the door of the house, quickly tucked in, too lazy to argue with Xu Damao.

Although his parents are gone, Xu Qing is never afraid of anyone!

After a trip outside, my body was already cold, especially when I was at the door of the supply and marketing cooperative, I chatted with my old classmate Ma Jiefang for a while, and my feet became even more numb.

At this time, the three little guys were still reading comic strips on the kang in the house. They looked up and saw that the elder brother had bought meat and came back.

All of them immediately slipped off the kang.

Although the comic strips are very attractive to them, they are not as delicious as meat.

Besides, the three little guys haven't eaten for more than half a month, so they are already greedy.

But the little guys are not old, but they are all very sensible.

Even if I see other people in the yard eating meat in the house on weekdays, I just look at each other from afar and never take the initiative to respond.

At this moment, the three little ones cheered and jumped.

They all volunteered to help their elder brother take the meat into the kitchen.

Xu Qing handed the two pieces of meat to the little girl Xu Xiaoya and her third brother Xu Fengming respectively.

Then patted his second brother Xu Aiguo on the shoulder and said:

"Let's go, accompany my elder brother to the next room to get the radish."

Xu Qing’s house has two houses, one large and one small.

It turned out that since Xu Qing went to high school, he moved to the cabin alone.

But now that his parents are gone, he has moved back to the big house, which is to facilitate the care of his younger brother and sister.

Secondly, the cottage also needs to be burned in winter, otherwise you will have a cold sleep in the morning and evening.

Now that the hut is idle, Xu Qing puts some debris and vegetables in the hut.

Xu Aiguo smiled and said:

"Brother, I'll just go there alone, don't go."

After saying that, Xu Aiguo put on his cotton shoes, took the key, pushed open the door, and walked towards the cabin next door.

The cottage did not have a fire for the winter, and it was cold and yin.

In less than a minute, Xu Aiguo ran back with three beating white carrots in his arms and trembling.

"Brother, I've brought the radish. Are we going to make dumplings or buns today?" Xu Aiguo put the radish on the edge of the kang and quickly reached his hands in front of the stove to roast the fire.

Xu Qing originally wanted to make dumplings, but when he heard Xu Aiguo ask this.

Then he said to the three little ones:

"Do you want to eat buns or dumplings?"

Xu Fengming bared his teeth and said with a smile:

"Brother, I want to eat it."

Xu Xiaoya's little brain was also lit.

Xu Aiguo didn't say anything or nodded, but he asked just now, and it was obvious that both of them wanted to eat.

Seeing that the three little ones had the same opinion, Xu Qing said:

"Then make dumplings first, then make buns."

One pound of meat, dumplings and buns are obviously not enough.

Xu Qing had to eat two meals, which was not enough.

So he just asked Xu Aiguo to go to the hut to get three carrots.

To mix it with meat.

After all, nowadays, if anyone only uses meat to make dumplings in his house, he may not be able to find a few of them in the entire courtyard.

The dumplings in restaurants outside are pure meat. As for every household, they save a few meals when buying meat.

If someone eats dumplings or buns, just puts meat, it is either a stick or a prodigal son.

Nowadays, meat is scarce, and who dares to make it? It’s not that you don’t like to eat it, but that you can’t afford it and you can’t buy too much.

Chop the filling, knead the dough, and roll the dough.

Xu Qing was busy, and the three little ones were also helping each other.

Although the little guy is not very good at it, the dumplings he makes are strange, but Xu Qing thinks they are quite cute.

After working hard for a noon, the four of them were a little hungry.

Fortunately, I made more than fifty dumplings and eight buns.

The water in the iron pot on the stove also boiled.

Xu Qing divided the dumplings into two times and put them in the pot.

He asked Xu Aiguo to stuff two coal balls into the stove. He asked Xu Fengming to help pound garlic.

The little girl Xu Xiaoya was holding a small enamel bowl and surrounded the stove, her eyes full of expectations.

Xu Qing prepared the dipping sauce and vinegar plate, and now the first pot of dumplings have been cooked.

As soon as the lid of the pot was lifted, a stream of white heat rushed straight to the roof of the kitchen. When it encountered obstacles, it floated out along the window entrance like a spiral.

Xu Qing took a colander and served a bowl for each of the three little ones, and asked them to take it to the front room to eat.

Stay behind and cook the second pot by yourself.
Chapter completed!