The door to the small courtyard had just been pushed open, and Huang Ling happened to come out of the kitchen.

"Song Ying is back. Is Haozi okay?"

Qin Hao shook his head: "Don't worry, Aunt Huang, I'm fine."

Huang Ling glanced at the back room, walked to Qin Hao and lowered her voice: "Haozi, something happened at Aunt Huang's house last night, and I really can't leave..."

Song Ying was about to ask when she heard an old voice coming from the back room: "Aling, I'm thirsty and need a drink of water."

"Mom, come right now."

Huang Ling ran in in a hurry.

Qin Hao was stunned when he saw this: "It should be Aunt Huang's mother-in-law here."

Song Ying was a little confused: "Isn't Sister Ling's mother-in-law living with Teacher Zhuang's brother?"

When Huang Ling came out of the back room again, Song Ying understood what was going on. Zhuang Chaoying's mother accidentally broke her leg some time ago. His younger brothers and sisters called Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling because they had to go to work and could not take care of the elderly.

passed.

They said it was a discussion, but in fact they just wanted to throw this burden to Zhuang Chaoying and Huang Ling.

Zhuang Chaoying was naturally filial and did whatever her parents said, but Huang Ling was not as easy to talk to as before, so the old lady asked Zhuang Xiaoting to take care of her. She also said that the child was a light sleeper and she could pour water and a spittoon for her at night.

Hearing this, Song Ying got angry and cursed: "This is what people say. Xiaoting also has to go to school during the day. Adults can't stand it, so let a child under ten years old stand up. Teacher Zhuang's brother's family also has two families."

A child, why not let them take care of the old lady? There is no such thing as partiality, right?"

Qin Hao analyzed: "Because this is the only way to make Aunt Huang obey and take the old lady over to serve her."

Song Ying was stunned, and Huang Ling's face darkened. She only figured out this relationship after taking the old lady back. The old lady knew that she wanted Huang Ling to take her home, and she would definitely not agree easily, but she

Knowing that Huang Ling cared about her children the most, she asked Zhuang Xiaoting to take care of her. Huang Ling could only agree to the old lady's request.

"This old lady is so partial, and Teacher Zhuang has no objection at all?" Song Ying was indignant.

Huang Ling remained silent. Even though she was dissatisfied in every way, she still wanted to save some face for Zhuang Chaoying.

Qin Hao didn't care so much and sneered: "When my father was here, the situation in our family was the same. Although he knew that my father and mother were partial, my father still devoted himself to respecting the elderly and caring for his younger brother.

I don’t know that in the eyes of my father, mother-in-law, uncle and aunt, his unreserved dedication is what he should do, but if he doesn’t do anything well enough, he will be scolded for being selfish.”

"How could there be such parents in the world?" Song Ying hugged Qin Hao distressedly.

Huang Ling smiled bitterly and said: "Haozi is right. Chaoying told me that when he was a child, he would eat less and let his younger brother eat more, and his parents would praise him for being sensible. After a long time, he felt that he should be hungry. He

I have no hope, but my bottom line is that I cannot affect Tunan and Xiaoting. If anyone dares to let them eat less, I will make it impossible for their whole family to eat!"

"Sister Ling, I'm really sorry for you." Song Ying held Huang Ling's hand, her eyes red.

Huang Ling wiped away her tears: "Okay, don't talk to me anymore. Hao Zi hasn't had breakfast yet. I'll cook you a bowl of noodles."

"No need, Sister Ling, I'll make steamed buns for Haozi to eat."

Originally, Song Ying only planned to make some steamed buns, but suddenly she had a huge sum of money, and she always felt that the steamed buns were not worthy of Qin Hao's championship.

"Baozi? Did you buy meat?"

"It's not too late to buy it now."

After Song Ying finished speaking, she pulled Qin Hao into the house. She first found a place to put the 1,800 yuan, then found the meat coupons, carried them into the vegetable basket, and prepared to buy groceries.

"It just so happens that your Uncle Lin and Lin Dongzhe are not here today, so let's have a good meal of steamed buns."

Qin Hao was happy. Huang Ling was the kind of person who would give everything for her children and stick to her children first if she had any good things. But Song Ying was different. Although she would also pay for her husband and children, when she met something delicious and fun,

, her first thought was to make herself happy.

"Aunt Song, let me go with you."

"Okay, I'll call your school later and we won't go to school today."

Afterwards, Qin Hao and Song Ying went to the farmer's market.

While queuing up to buy meat, Song Ying said to Qin Hao: "Usually the supply of meat is quite sufficient, but during festivals like the Mid-Autumn Festival and Spring Festival, you have to queue up in the middle of the night, otherwise you can't buy it at all."

"Wouldn't it be nice to buy a refrigerator?"

Qin Hao's words stunned Song Ying.

"A refrigerator costs over a thousand yuan, and refrigerator tickets are not easy to get."

Qin Hao leaned into Song Ying's ear and whispered: "Aunt Song, the money is ready. As for the refrigerator tickets, don't Uncle Lin's factory make compressors? It shouldn't be difficult to get a refrigerator ticket, right?"

"That's not possible, how can I use your money..."

Before Song Ying could finish her words, Qin Hao said first: "Aunt Song, you spend the money you earn. The key is whether it is worth the money. With the refrigerator, we can stock the meat in advance and don't have to come in the middle of the night.

There’s a queue, and we can also freeze popsicles to eat in the summer, so we don’t have to spend money to buy them. We can save a lot of money in the summer.”

Song Ying was moved, but she still hesitated: "No, I still can't use your money..."

Qin Hao struck while the iron was hot and said with a straight face: "Aunt Song, I have long regarded you as family in my heart. If you understand everything so clearly with me, then you don't regard me as one of your own."

"Then... Okay, I'll ask Uncle Lin later if I can get the refrigerator ticket, but just treat this money as something you lent to us, and we will return it to you when we have saved enough, otherwise I won't use it.

This money."

Seeing Song Ying's resolute attitude, Qin Hao had no choice but to relent: "Okay, I'll treat it as if I borrowed it from you."

After buying the meat, Qin Hao and Song Ying returned to the small courtyard and started making steamed buns. Qin Hao kneaded the dough and Song Ying chopped the meat filling. After the division of labor, the unique aroma of steamed buns wafted out of the small courtyard.

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"Ling'er, who's steaming meat buns here? Are they so fragrant?"

Huang Ling knew the old lady's character, so she said casually: "I don't know, Mom, your legs and feet are not good, but your nose is quite good."

The old lady's face darkened: "I just broke my leg, not my nose."

After a while, the aroma became stronger and stronger. The old lady was so greedy that her mouth watered, and she called Huang Ling again.

"Ling'er, why do I smell this fragrance coming from your yard?"

The corner of Huang Ling's mouth twitched. This old lady had a really good nose, but she was not willing to ask Song Ying for steamed buns on her behalf.

"Mom, our house faces the wind, so the fragrance will definitely drift from the yard."

The old lady licked her lips: "Ling'er, the doctor said, I'm getting old and broke my leg again, and I need to supplement my nutrition. Look at who is steaming buns and ask for a few. I'll be fine this way."

hurry up."

"Mom, this is not good. No one has any surplus food these days. Maybe they have been saving for a long time to save these meat tickets. What do you want others to think when you come to your door?" Huang Ling said and then thought of herself.

After leaving the door, he ignored the old lady's shouting.

The old lady's eyes widened with anger, but there was nothing she could do.

The steamer was steaming from the steamer in the kitchen. Song Ying opened the steamer lid and took out a big meat bun. She tore it open and saw that the meat inside was leaking oil. She took a bite and gave Qin Hao half of it.

"Try to see if it's done."

"Well, it's cooked and delicious."

After getting Qin Hao's approval, Song Ying brought a basin of water, dipped her hands in the water, then took the meat buns out of the cage and put them on the plate.

Just when Song Ying was about to take a plate to the next door, she was stopped by Qin Hao.

"Aunt Song, let's ask Aunt Huang to come in and eat together."

Song Ying slapped her forehead: "I almost forgot about that old woman."

With that said, he pulled Huang Ling, who was doing laundry, into the kitchen.

"I don't need it. You can eat. The old lady has a sharp nose. Let her smell it later..."

Before Huang Ling finished speaking, Song Ying had already stuffed a bun into her mouth.

"So what if you smell it? She can't fight with you now that her legs and feet are inconvenient. She has to beg you. Besides, I can steam the buns for whoever I want. If the old woman wants to eat them, let her do it by herself."

Please, why should I let you, Sister Ling, take on this favor?"

Huang Ling was so moved that her eyes were flashing with tears. Song Ying was afraid that she would be embarrassed, so she patted the back of her hand and changed the subject: "Sister Ling, you don't have to be too polite to that old woman. This kind of person is what Haozi said.

The better you treat her, the more she will stay at your house and not leave."

"Well, you're right."

"Are the buns delicious?"

“It’s delicious. I haven’t eaten steamed buns with so many fillings in a long time.”

"Anyway, I've spent all my meat tickets this month, so I'll just eat to my heart's content."

Song Ying said and gave each of Qin Hao and Huang Ling a big meat bun: "Eat, let's eat openly today."

After eating three large meat buns, Huang Ling repeatedly waved her hands to indicate that she could no longer eat any more. Then she blew the smell in the yard for a while, then went into the house to clean up, but the old lady still smelled it.

"Ling'er, did you eat meat buns?"

Huang Ling denied it flatly: "Mom, I don't have a ounce of meat at home, where can I make meat buns?"

"No, come closer to me. This smell definitely tastes like meat buns."
To be continued...