The next day, Wen Nuan was still sleeping in the bed when Wang Huahua pulled her out.
"Hurry up and let's go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy meat. The meat will be gone later." Wang Huahua said happily, "Your dad also gave us food stamps. Then we will buy some of your favorite red bean snacks."
Lu Guozhi was coming over to Wen's house today, and Wen Fengqi was not angry even when he saw Wen Nuan still lying in bed.
The matter has not yet been completed, and today they still have to provide support and coax warmth.
Wen Nuan got up slowly, glanced at the black coat placed by the kang with disgust, and shook it in disgust, "Where are the cloth tickets at home?"
It's the end of the year, but Wang Huahua seems to be unaware that the New Year is coming, hiding the coupons and reluctant to use them.
"I'll get it for you later." Wang Huahua said with a smile on his face, "My Nuan Nuan is good-looking and looks good in everything she wears."
As long as she is not as unwilling to go on a blind date as she was two days ago, that's fine.
Her father said that as long as he could coax her into agreeing to marry Lu Guozhi, anything would happen.
When she gets married, she can get these things back later.
There is also the son's job. The salary of a formal worker in a cement factory is not generally good. They are looking for a son-in-law from ten villages and eight villages. In addition to being a confidential officer at the base, he is now a worker in the cement factory.
Wang Huahua favors boys over girls, and Wen Nuan knows what she is thinking without having to guess, and there is no explanation.
Anyway, Lu Guozhi will definitely not come today. He was temporarily sent to the mountains to express condolences with some leaders of the base.
And, bad luck.
Something happened to the car in the mountains. When the rescue team rescued the man, he almost died and was taken directly to Kyoto Hospital for recuperation.
We won't be able to come back until the weather warms up next year.
At the supply and marketing cooperative, Wen Nuan pulled herself some light blue floral velvet. Nowadays, people in the village like red and festive ones, but no one wants this light blue one, and the price is quite cheap.
Seeing that she was about to buy it, Wang Huahua was a little unhappy, "This is not festive, let's make it something red."
Not to mention the festive red color, this outfit can still be worn for weddings.
"I'm wearing it, not you." Wen Nuan said in a nonchalant tone, "Just forget it if you don't want to buy it."
This was the only thing she could see among the piles of red and green cloth.
"You kid is getting more and more angry now," Wang Huahua glared at her, "I didn't say I wouldn't buy it."
Nuan Nuan ignored her and pulled some black cloth back.
When paying, Wang Huahua's face showed visible pain.
When he got home, Nuan Nuan did not go to the kitchen to pack things as usual, but took the snacks he bought to Ms. Zhao.
She had opened a snack shop in her previous life and had no interest in the snacks sold in the current supply and marketing cooperative.
Although Wang Huahua was angry, she could only bear to go to the kitchen to put away the meat.
Wen Nuan coaxed grandma to eat some snacks before going back. First, she put the pulled fabric into the cabinet, and then slowly went to the kitchen.
"Nuan Nuan, how do you prepare these meats?" Wang Huahua asked hurriedly as soon as she arrived, "Your father has gone to invite Guozhi, we have to hurry up."
Everyone else has arrived, but the meal is not ready yet.
Nuan Nuan glanced at her without saying anything. He rolled up his sleeves and quickly processed all the meat he bought.
In fact, the supply and marketing cooperative didn't buy much, a pound of pork belly and a pound of ribs, but when she got up early in the morning, Wang Huahua gritted her teeth and asked Wen Qiang to kill the old hen in the backyard.
Braised pork belly, made sweet and sour pork ribs, and made a large plate of chicken with old hens and potatoes.
I conveniently made vinegared cabbage and cold bean sprouts and spinach.
This meal is more sumptuous than the New Year’s Eve dinner.
The rice is steamed first. When the vegetables are cooked and warm and people haven't come back yet, the rice is heated in the pot and the other vegetables are placed on the lid of the pot.
As soon as Wen Fengqi walked to the entrance of the courtyard, he could smell the aroma of food coming from home.
If Lu Guozhi had come with him at this time, he would have been proud to praise Lu Guozhi's cooking skills.
But now, I went to invite someone early in the morning, but the person didn't come without telling me. When I came back, I didn't look at the road and fell, almost killing me.
"His dad, you're back." Wang Huahua hurriedly greeted him, but only Wen Fengqi stood there alone, "Where is Guozhi...?"
National ambition?
The shouting is not very affectionate, but it is a pity that there is still two questions about whether he can become a son-in-law.
Wen Fengqi glared at her angrily, "Not coming."
"What? Are you coming?" Wang Huahua asked blankly.
The meat stamps and non-staple food stamps she had saved for the New Year were all used up today.
There are also old hens that have been killed. Although they cannot lay eggs in winter now, they will be able to lay eggs again when the weather warms up.
"How do I know?" Wen Fengqi roared behind his hands.
He didn't even see a person.
"I...my old hen, what should I do?" Wang Huahua wanted to cry.
Wen Fengqi was also very aggrieved, especially when he saw the calm and quiet warmth standing at the door of the kitchen, he suddenly felt something.
Could it be that Nuan Nuan already knew that he would not be able to invite Lu Guozhi today? That’s why he didn’t make a fuss?
But he quickly denied it.
What can you know about warmth?
What to do with this table of food? Since we can’t wait until New Year’s Eve, we can only eat it.
It's nothing to be warm. Anyway, she has a chef. When she's hungry, she can just go in and cook her own food. This makes Wen Qiang and Wen Juan happy.
The braised pork is delicious, and the large plate of chicken is even better.
This skill is comparable to that of the chefs at the County Town East Hotel.
"Let's eat this meal in advance as a night meal." Wen Fengqi said as he immersed himself in the meal.
Warm the hands holding the food for a meal.
Can it still be like this?
But he ignored her and took some braised pork and a large plate of chicken and vegetables to find grandma for dinner.
If meals at home were not warm and welcoming, no one would ever think of making food for Mrs. Zhao.
This is also the reason why Wen Nuan wants to move out with Zhao.
This family is heartless from top to bottom.
"Wait a minute," Wen Fengqi stopped her, "Go and bring some of those dishes to Yanni's house."
Everyone else at the table was stunned, but then they lowered their heads and started eating faster.
In the past, whatever delicious food was available at home would be reserved for Zhou Yani's family. At first, Wen Qiang protested because he was the only boy in the Wen family.
The result of the protest was that he was thrown into a large water tank in the yard by Wen Fengqi on a rainy day. He had a fever that almost burned him to death, but it still got into Zhou Yani's stomach.
Since then no one has dared to protest.
"This is for my milk," Wen Nuan said calmly and went out with the bowl in hand.
There was a bang from the kitchen, it must have been Wen Fengqi who dropped his chopsticks.
Wen Nuan smiled mockingly.
After a while, I saw Wen Juan reluctantly going out with a bowl in her hands.
Who knew that not long after, Wen Juan came back angrily carrying a bowl.
Seeing Wen Nuan sitting in front of the wall eating in the sun, he angrily turned into the yard.
After a while, Wen Fengqi came over angrily.
Bang!
The broken door of Zhao's little black room was kicked open by Wen Fengqi.