Chapter 35: A Generation Is Better Than a Generation
Su Xiaoli also opened her eyes.
When she saw Tang Feng's reaction, she couldn't help but laugh.
Tang's mother walked in from outside.
"Xiaoli, what are you laughing at?" Tang's mother asked with a puzzled look on her face.
"It's okay." Su Xiaoli shook her head and asked, "Auntie, why did you come back so early?"
"Didn't Xiaofeng treat you to dinner tonight? I'll come back to see if there's anything I can help with," Tang's mother replied.
"You don't need to do anything, you just need to wait to eat. I'll go buy groceries first and we'll talk when I get back." As soon as Tang Feng finished speaking, he got up and left the house.
"Slow down!" Mother Tang ordered.
"Got it!" Tang Feng's voice came from afar.
"Aunt, come and sit down!" Su Xiaoli greeted quickly.
Tang's mother sat down next to her.
"Xiaoli, is today's lunch meal really cooked by Xiaofeng?" Tang's mother asked with a smile.
"Yes!" Su Xiaoli nodded and said, "I have been watching him do it."
"It's really strange. He didn't cook at home before. When did he learn cooking skills?" Tang's mother felt very puzzled.
"I don't know about this either. Maybe he has been practicing secretly all the time in order to give everyone a big surprise." Su Xiaoli guessed.
"When did this child become like this? The same goes for studying, and the same goes for cooking." Tang's mother couldn't help but shook her head.
"Maybe he enjoys such moments very much. To be honest, when I was dreaming, I also fantasized about doing such a thing." Su Xiaoli responded with some embarrassment.
"You young people today are really hard to understand."
"Auntie, didn't you want this when you were young?" Su Xiaoli asked with a smile.
"Anyway, I haven't thought about it. When I was in school, my family's conditions were very poor, so I couldn't think about it." Tang's mother replied.
"It seems that you didn't have many good family conditions at that time," Su Xiaoli said.
"Yes! Especially in rural areas, the conditions are very poor. Every time I go to school, I always bring half a bag of dried sweet potatoes. I eat one meal and then another, which makes me feel sick to my stomach when I see sweet potatoes." Tang's mother said this.
, couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
It was in the late 1970s when she went to school, and she had to walk from the village to the high school in the city every week.
The round trip is almost thirty-six kilometers.
I also have to help with household chores on weekends.
The difficulty of life is evident.
"I also heard my father say that when he was a child, he ate dried sweet potatoes every day, and could only eat white flour dumplings during the Chinese New Year," Su Xiaoli said.
"Our family can't eat white flour dumplings during the Chinese New Year. They are also dumplings made with white flour and sweet potato noodles mixed together. Two pounds of white flour is not enough for a family of eight," Tang's mother responded.
"Did I hear you correctly? Auntie, are there so many people in your family?" Su Xiaoli was startled.
"I am the eldest in the family. I have two younger brothers and three younger sisters. Plus my parents, we are not a family of eight!" Tang's mother did the math.
"There are really many people in your family. There are four brothers and sisters in my father's family, which are smaller than your family." Su Xiaoli said.
"It's okay. My parents-in-law also raised six children. In those days, it was beneficial to have children. If you give birth to a child, you will have enough food for one person. The child will definitely not be able to eat all the food, and the adults will be able to take advantage of it.
"Mother Tang explained.
"The key point is that it is really not easy to raise so many children. In today's era, no one would want so many children."
"Yes! So everyone has a very hard life. When it comes to your generation, the number of people has suddenly dropped. Those of us working in the city basically have one child. Even in the countryside, there are only two.
Three are already very rare.”
"So our generation is much happier than you." Su Xiaoli smiled sheepishly.
"That's for sure. From the time you were born, you have been able to eat white flour steamed buns. There are also calcium milk biscuits and pineapple beans. Although they are not very common yet, you can buy them. Compared with our childhood, your life was
, it’s like the sky and the earth.”
"So we cherish the life we have now."
"Yes." Mother Tang nodded and said, "I believe that the next generation's life will definitely be better than yours."
Time passed minute by minute.
Soon, Tang Feng came back carrying large and small bags.
Seeing this, Su Xiaoli quickly stepped forward and took the things in his hand.
Tang's mother also stood up and asked, "Xiao Feng, why did you buy so many things?"
"I want to make a big meal." Tang Feng replied.
"Where did you get so much money?" Tang's mother then asked.
"When I went to Daocheng last time, I still had some money left from my dad. When I passed by the supermarket just now, my dad gave me another hundred yuan."
"But what if you cook so many dishes and you can't finish them all?" Tang's mother was a little worried.
"No." Tang Feng shook his head and said, "With the five of us, eight dishes and one soup, we can definitely finish it."
"Auntie, don't worry. If there are any leftover dishes, I will eat with him." Su Xiaoli quickly made a promise.
Tang Feng couldn't help but glance at her.
What a warm word for him!
Mother Tang didn't speak, she just smiled.
She is here.
Naturally, I understood the meaning of Su Xiaoli’s words.
She was happy from the bottom of her heart.
No matter what, Su Xiaoli's ability to say such words proves that she really cares about her son.
"Mom, Xiaoli, I'm going to cook. You guys continue chatting." As soon as Tang Feng finished speaking, he walked into the kitchen.
Soon, the sound of chopping meat and vegetables came from the kitchen.
During this period, Su Xiaoli went to the kitchen and wanted to help, but Tang Feng kicked her out.
After a while, bursts of aroma wafted out.
"It smells so good!" Su Xiaoli couldn't help but swallowed.
This meal took more than two hours to cook.
When Tang Feng brought eight dishes and one soup to the dining table, Tang Long and Su Gang also returned home.
Su Gang was holding cigarettes and wine in his hands.
Su Xiaoli stepped forward and took the things over, as if she were at home.
"Xiao Feng, did you cook all these dishes?" Tang Long asked with a shocked look on his face.
"Yes!" Tang Feng nodded and said, "Try it and see how it tastes."
"Xiao Feng, I really didn't expect that you were so secretive! You could actually make such a table of dishes!" Su Gang couldn't help but marvel.
Tang Feng didn't speak, just smiled.
Everyone went to the bathroom to wash their hands, and then sat down at the dining table.
"Brother Su, what do you want to drink?" Tang Long asked.
"Bring me a glass of white wine." Su Gang replied.
Tang Long first poured him a glass of Moutai, and then poured himself a glass.
"Xiao Feng, do you want something to drink?" Su Gang asked.
"No." Tang Feng shook his head and said, "I'll just drink tea."
Su Gang smiled and said, "It's okay if you don't drink. Wine is not a good thing. Once you drink too much, you will easily get into trouble."
"Come and try my Xiaofeng's craftsmanship!" Tang Long greeted.
Everyone moves the chopsticks together.
Naturally, another burst of admiration was inevitable.