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Chapter 15 Malt Milk with Tea Eggs to Make Breakfast for Men

"It's okay. I'm used to it. There are always people watching." Zhao Qingsong is a very independent person. He decides to do many things by himself. He rarely talks to others, and he doesn't talk about difficulties casually. He is used to keeping things in his heart.

"You're so awesome," Li Rong said, "I'll get up early to make breakfast for you from now on. It's not good to work on an empty stomach all the time."

"I will buy food when I go to the county town. I won't be hungry." It feels so good to be cared about by others. Warmth flows in Zhao Qingsong's heart, and he feels indescribably happy.

The next day, Li Rong felt the movement next door and struggled to get up. She remembered to make breakfast for the man so that he would not be hungry. Zhao Qingsong patted her: "No need to get up."

Li Rong still woke up, boiled water, made a bowl of malted milk for the man, and gave him two tea eggs and braised pork: "Eat, I'll go back and sleep for a while."

What women do is sweeter than malted milk in Zhao Qingsong's eyes, and the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously. After eating, he brought two tea eggs to Song Xiaoshan.

Zhao Qingsong came back and took Li Rong to the 'Free Market'. They took another road with much fewer people. They were carrying or carrying things. Zhao Qingsong explained to her that this road is watched by someone every month.

By paying a little money, you can safely walk to the 'free market'.

Li Rong nodded and did not ask how to pay or how much. Since Zhao Qingsong dared to take her away, it meant that he had already taken care of the matter.

Bringing people to the 'free market', Zhao Qingsong: "Go and do your business."

Zhao Qingsong stepped aside and hid in a corner, preparing to watch Li Rong and see how she sold things. He felt confident.

Because we didn’t know when Li Rong would set up her stall today, people who wanted to buy the braised pork yesterday came here early. They waited for a while before they saw Li Rong, and several people crowded around her.

Zhao Qingsong's heart skipped a beat when he saw this scene. Just as he was about to walk out, he saw Li Rong smiling and opening and closing her mouth. He didn't know what to say, but Zhao Qingsong knew that she was fine and put down his mind.

He saw Li Rong loading the braised meat for those people in an orderly manner, and those people left with content in their hands.

After that, people came one after another, and no one left empty-handed. Probably because there were always people coming to buy, Li Rong's stall was never empty, so there were more and more people, which was the same as looking for a hot spot.

Li Rong generously allowed people to try some of the ones they had never bought before. Some thought they were expensive, but they still gritted their teeth and bought some.

If she doesn't have enough money, Li Rong also accepts food stamps, cloth stamps and other negotiable stamps, as long as they are equal in value. After all, her stamps are all sent by Li's mother, and according to her consumption, there is not much left.

In the end, there was only a little bit left. Li Rong did not continue to sell. She took advantage of the fact that no one was pretending to be there and closed the stall. She walked towards Zhao Qingsong with her basket on her back. She knew that the man had been watching her in the corner and did not hesitate when selling things.

, as it should be.

She knows that if she doesn't perform well, the man will definitely not be able to let her do this.

She exhaled. Now she felt that her performance should be good. Today's sales were much smoother than yesterday.

Zhao Qingsong went up to her and brought her basket over: "Sold out?"

"There's still some left, give some to the aunt who sells meat."

The aunt happily accepted what Li Rong gave her, sighing secretly that the two couples were good children, generous and good people. She smiled and asked, "Sister, are you still buying meat today?"

"I won't buy it, thank you, auntie."

She had discussed it with Zhao Qingsong last night. Zhao Qingsong was helping the pig farm to pull pork. He could get the pork at a lower price than in the 'free market', and when he went home to pick up Li Rong, he could also send it back to her.

, Li Rong saves money and effort, why not do it.

The aunt who sells meat can probably guess the reason why Li Rong doesn't buy meat. Although she lost such a big customer as Li Rong, she didn't say anything. Anyway, in the current 'free market', there is no need to worry about selling pork, and there will be no shortage of pork.

You can't sell everything to a big customer.

Zhao Qingsong knew that women like to eat snacks, so he took her to buy some peach cakes. Li Rong happily accepted the things the man bought, and even handed the ones that tasted good to the man's mouth.

Zhao Qingsong was frightened by the woman's bold move, but he couldn't bear to refuse. He took a bite and refused when the woman handed it over for the second time, warning her in a low voice that it was outside.

"What's going on outside? We are notarized, and we are not playing hooligans." Li Rong said so, but did not continue to "embarrass" the man.

The two of them went shopping at the supply and marketing cooperative. Li Rong bought some soy sauce and condiments, but looked at everything else with little interest.

Zhao Qingsong wanted to buy her clothes. Li Rong saw the colorful skirt and quickly pulled Zhao Qingsong away. Li Rong really didn't understand the aesthetics of this era and couldn't understand why clothes with more colors were sold more expensive than solid colors. She would rather

Buy fabric and make your own or just wear established shirts.

The two took the bus home. Li Rong entered the house and took out the money and tickets sold today to count. Zhao Qingsong watched from the side and saw Li Rong carefully folding the scattered money and tickets.

She looked like a little money addict and laughed softly.

Li Rong looked up at him: "Why are you laughing? I made almost thirty yuan today, and there are still a lot of tickets. If I hadn't collected the tickets, I would probably have more than this."

"You can do it from now on, and I'll help you sell it."

"You?" Li Rong said, "I'm afraid you'll make me lose money."

"I won't let you lose."

Li Rong packed the braised food for Zhao Qingsong and took it out when he went out to pull pork. Before leaving, Li Rong told him the price again, fearing that Zhao Qingsong would lose money on the sale.

Li Rong was free again because she didn't have to go to the "free market" to sell things, but she couldn't stop herself and wanted to do something whenever she had free time.

After clearing away the weeds in the vegetable patch and preparing braised meat in the afternoon, she saw the two brothers Daniel spinning tops in the yard. She grabbed a handful of toffee and took them over.

The two brothers were now used to accepting things from Li Rong. They took the toffee, said thank you, tore it open and threw it into their mouths, with their cheeks pushing out the candy shape.

Li Rong played with them in the yard for a while, then sat to the side to eat melon seeds. The big cow was spinning the top. The second cow got tired from playing, so he came up to Li Rong and asked with wide eyes: "Second aunt, what are you doing?"

When can I be a brother?"

"You have to ask your mother about this. Ask your mother when she will give birth to a younger brother and sister. Then you can be an older brother."

"Grandma said that next year when my second aunt gives birth to a baby, I can be the older brother."

"What?" Li Rong was shocked. She and Zhao Qingsong were still covered with two quilts.

Giving birth is still far away.

She felt sad after hearing what Er Niu said.

For the first time, I was glad that the family was separated. Otherwise, I would have been having a baby at the same dinner table with Mother Zhao every day.


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