Along the way, the three sisters carefully touched the hair rope.
They walked in front of the sunset, admiring the bright color on the hair rope. They were ready to move, but finally they carefully put the hair rope into the hidden pocket in their arms.
Su Qingfeng looked funny and sad.
By the time I got to my door, the fire in the kitchen had already started.
Just the old house, the atmosphere is quiet and scary, and it seems very depressed.
The second child squatted on the threshold, holding his head in his arms, with a sad and honest face, and said nothing.
This cowardly look makes me angry.
The eldest aunt and the old lady were working in the kitchen. When they saw Su Qingfeng coming back, the old lady's face was smiling, and the atmosphere gradually improved.
The little old lady wiped her hands and shouted, "Breeze is back? Are you hungry? The meal will be ready soon. Go out for a walk first, and call you when the milk is ready."
This is like coaxing a child.
How can Su Qingfeng really run out and enjoy himself heartlessly?
Seeing that the sister-in-law was pregnant and struggling to move the chair, he shook his eyes and took the chair, "sister-in-law, please clean the table. I'd better move the chair."
If you stumble, it's not for fun.
When all the dishes were served, Su Qingfeng saw that one person was missing from the seat and said deliberately, "Where's the second aunt? Why don't you eat?"
The old lady was angry when she mentioned this.
"Pa da!"
She put down her chopsticks and hummed heavily, "She likes to eat or not to eat! How much face does she think she has? Could it be that she doesn't eat? Our whole family will kneel down, feed her food to her mouth and beg her to eat?"
"It's a crooked thing in the nest! I only know how to move things to my parents' house, but I don't think whether they really treat you as their own person. When I feel wronged there, I will go home and show my face to whom? I'm not used to her. Eat!"
With that, she picked up the porridge in front of her with anger.
At this time, milled rice is mixed in the coarse grain porridge, so that it won't choke too much.
There are only four people who can eat this kind of porridge at home.
The old man, the old lady, Xiang Hongying and Bai Jing.
Su Qingfeng opened his lunch box. Today, there was no other stir fried food in it, but it made everyone's eyes light up.
Dumplings!
Authentic white flour dumplings!
Pandi didn't even drink the porridge, so she looked straight at the dumplings in the lunch box. Although her mouth was watering, she kept her mouth closed.
The old lady was also amused by her pitiful, innocent puppy like eyes.
She pretended to be angry and said, "Eat and eat, and your mind is full of food! What a good white flour dumpling, you just want to finish it in one meal. What kind of family can afford you to eat and drink like this?"
While scolding, she divided the dumplings.
He also specially sandwiched the dumplings with full filling to others, and put the slightly broken and exposed dumplings in his own bowl.
Su Qingfeng couldn't see it, so he had enough to eat in the state-owned hotel. He simply grabbed the chopsticks and divided the dumplings in his bowl into three parts, which were distributed to the old man, the old woman and his mother.
The main thing is that three bowls of water are flat.
The dumpling is white and plump. When it is bitten, there is still juice bursting out. Fortunately, the dumpling has been put for a while, and the juice is warm at most, not hot to the mouth.
Pandi took a whine, opened her mouth and bit it down. The small half of the dumpling was full of oil, and her feet were in the air. She was intoxicated.
For her, even the Spring Festival is not so happy.
Every Chinese New Year, the dumplings we eat are black flour mixed with white flour, and they are thick skinned with little stuffing, and there is no oil or water in them.
If she eats one, Feng Sufen will take the next.
As the saying goes, good things should be left to their uncles.
Because my uncle is a scholar.
Reading costs a lot of brains, so we should make good use of it.
Except that Pandi is young, she eats a little boldly.
Others chew the dumplings carefully.
There are not many dumplings. Each person has two or three dumplings.
However, all of them felt that they had a taste of delicacies.
After eating two dumplings, Pandi held her stomach and leaned against her sister. "Sister, we have a wonderful life. If only we could keep doing this!"
Su Qingfeng saw this scene, but his mind thought it was
Still poor.
He wants a promotion! Pay raise! Make money!
Thinking about it, he said, "Sir, milk, I will go to the provincial capital tomorrow morning to take part in the chefs' examination."
The old lady was a little confused: "Why do you have to take an exam when you cook? Why, someone still gives you a test paper?"
Su Qingfeng was amused.
The old lady is very old and imaginative.
The old man Su Zhengguo patted his wife's hand and said, "What do you know? When I was studying here, I had a junior high school diploma, a senior high school diploma, and I had an exam and a cook's certificate. This is not normal?"
"Don't worry about the baby. Do you think you know better than Qingfeng?"
The old lady glared at Su Zhengguo.
Not only did I know a little more, but I also took Joe in front of her.
Clean up the old man when you go back to the room.
Day by day.
More and more arrogant.
Don't think she doesn't know where the old man hid the white wine sent to him by Qingfeng.
Hearing that Su Qingfeng was going to the provincial capital, the three sisters suddenly got off the table and ran into the second room.
As soon as they entered the room, Feng Sufen's incoherent words came from inside.
But now everyone treats her like a fart, and the second child dare not say anything.
Su Zhaodi came out with his two sisters, still holding something.
When he reached Su Qingfeng, he found that it was a pair of cloth shoes and two solid soles.
Cloth shoes are traditional.
It is not as foreign as the rubber shoes and cowhide shoes that young people are pursuing now.
Even this pair of cloth shoes, placed on the boundary of the provincial capital, will be slightly rustic.
But Su Qingfeng felt the closely stitched cloth shoes and looked at the thick soles. Suddenly he could not speak.
You know, shoe soles are extremely time-consuming and labor-intensive.
Every time the shoe sole is installed, the dozens of layers of cloth on the shoe sole must be pierced with needles, which need to be needled hundreds or thousands of times, so that a pair of antiskid breathable and comfortable shoe soles can be installed.
The three sisters of Su Zhaodi made two soles and a pair of cloth shoes.
Seeing Su Qingfeng looking down at the cloth shoes, he didn't say anything.
Su Zhaodi felt uneasy. "Four younger brothers, you always bring us something these days, and we have nothing to give you. We just want to make a pair of cloth shoes and insoles for you. Don't hate it."
The aunt smiled and took out a new, stiff coat. "Qingfeng, this is the coat your sister-in-law threw out with the oil lamp burning. Don't reject it or refuse it. We have received a lot of benefits from you these days."
Xiang Hongying smiled and said, "Little brother, pay more attention when you go out. No matter what the grade examination results are, you still have a bite to eat at home. You will never die of hunger."
Su Qingfeng paused and smiled brightly. "Ah, I know."
Listen to the joyful laughter outside.
Feng Sufen felt a burning pain in her cheeks.
When will the family be more harmonious without her or even her existence.
For the first time, she felt confused.