Chapter 14: [Life and death follow]
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Early the next morning, Xu Ning woke up as usual. After finishing cleaning, he went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and then went to open the door of the house, only to see Xie Zheng, who was opposite, also came out of the house with black in his hand. Handbag.
"...Early brother Zheng!" She didn't pretend to be dumb this time, but she didn't act very enthusiastically, but greeted the other party indifferently.
Xie Zheng looked at Xu Ning quietly for three seconds, then raised his foot and walked over.
"My grandpa and they went out very early. They asked me to come to your house for dinner in the morning."
"Oh!" Xu Ning nodded, turned and walked home, Xie Zheng slowly followed behind.
The little girl seems to look better than her previous life. Is it an illusion that Xie Zheng still doesn't quite understand it? Maybe it has something to do with her new hairstyle.
The neat bangs obediently cover the white forehead, and the black long waist-length braided straight and put on the chest, making a small face more delicate and compact. The figure is also quite charming, maybe she thinks She tried her best to change her current state, but the squeamishness in her bones couldn't be concealed. This was a kind of temperament that she had.
Otherwise, she would not become the secret love object of many boys in the four villages and even the school.
Xu Ning didn't greet him. After all, Xie Zheng knew nothing more about the situation of her family. It can be said that apart from the fact that they don't know where the money is placed, there are a few mouse holes in the yard that they probably know all about.
I took out the pickles that I had soaked for the whole night in the kitchen to control the water and put them in the aluminum basin next to me. I prepared to prepare the ingredients myself after my grandma got up. At present, there is only this kind of pickle lump in the house. Wait for the market today. Can you buy some cucumbers and garlic for pickling? Now she really wants to eat sweet and sour garlic. Of course she can also make spicy cabbage. As for carrots and cabbage gangs, they have both at home.
Now because of the conditions and her own abilities, even if she has space, Xu Ning has no chance to show her fists. After the end of the final exams in junior high school this year, she will think about what to do next.
But thinking of the final exam, Xu Ning's forehead is a little dark. Is her ability really capable of getting good results in the exam?
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Xie Zheng, who was leaning against the kitchen door. His academic performance was very good. He used to force Xu Ning to tuition, but it was a pity that she didn't put her mind on studying at all.
Because she was beloved since she was a child, and because she was a girl, she didn't pay much attention to learning.
Later, when her parents passed away, the conditions in the family suddenly became tight. She also fished for three days and dried the net for two days, until Xie Zheng left, and she also had **** with the educated youth in the village, and her life became complete. collapse.
There was also a thought flashing in his mind, letting Xie Zheng help him with tuition, but it was just a thought.
She decided to use the next two months to ask her mother to help her with tuition every night. At any rate, her mother is also a genuine big city high school graduate, and it is more than enough to teach her this junior high school student.
Xie Zheng just leaned outside the kitchen, staring at Xu Ning who was busy in the kitchen, without saying a word from beginning to end.
He didn't know what life Xu Ning had in his previous life, but he had to say that Xu Ning at this time was very popular, even though he had a relationship with him.
The cautious, desolate, nostalgic and other emotions in his eyes, occasionally caught by Xie Zheng, always make him feel strange and at a loss.
Why did he want to be born again? This is something Xie Zheng wants to understand.
Xu Ning had a reason, but he didn't.
His life has been fulfilling and meaningful, he has not done anything regrettable, and has not wasted time, but why did he come back with Xu Ning?
"Your grandma is out?" Yu Chunhua asked clearly when she came out of the house and saw Xie Zheng standing at the door of the kitchen.
"In the morning, grandma, my grandma and my grandpa went to the neighboring village, let me come here for dinner." Xie Zheng said.
"What's the matter? Going out so early in the morning, the sky is not clear yet." Yu Chunhua muttered and walked into the kitchen, and saw that the pickles had been cleaned up by Xu Ning, and then said: "I'll clean up here, you go and set the meal first. Bar."
"Oh!" Xu Ning nodded.
Xie Zheng came over, put his hand on the lid, and said to Xu Ning: "I will help you."
Xu Ning was stunned for a moment, and then unnaturally brushed the hair in his ear, nodded and said softly, "Thank you, Brother Zheng."
"I'll come to your house to eat a meal, thank you for what I did." Xie Zheng laughed out loud, his voice clearer and more pleasant.
Xu Ning felt that her ears were suddenly itchy, but she also endured to put the low table and the small horse in the hall, and then brought breakfast with Xie Zheng.
Yu Chunhua picked up a pickle stick and stuffed it into her mouth, and found that the taste was even better than the previous one. I always felt that after soaking overnight, even if no condiments were added in it, it seemed to be better than the previous preparation at home. It's really weird.
Of course, she didn't think too much about it. It's definitely not a bad thing to eat, and it should be able to sell for a good price.
Last night, she had negotiated the price with her son and daughter-in-law, so she used the spoon at home, one tablespoon of fifty cents, and these two pots were estimated to sell for twenty or thirty yuan.
However, Yu Chunhua has no long-term plan to sell pickled vegetables. After all, there are only a few pickled vegetable jars in the family, and the amount of pickling is also limited. That is to say, I can make a little money when I am free, and there will be a month to harvest the wheat. , She has a strong body, and naturally she wants to go to the field to harvest wheat with her wife. Because her son works in the town government, he naturally has one week's holiday each year during the summer harvest and the autumn harvest.
In the past, the daughter-in-law came back to cook at about noon. This year, Xu Ning can stay at home to prepare meals without expecting her delicate skin and tender meat to go to the ground to expose herself to the sun.
Their family and the Lao Jiang couple next door generally work in partnership to harvest wheat. Because the Lao Jiang couple wants to raise Xie Zheng, because of Xie Zheng’s parents, they gave their old couple a lot of pensions, including Xie Zheng, an orphan of a martyr. The alimony, plus the fact that the two are getting older, so there is not much land in the family. Almost every year when the farming is busy, the two companies have to partner together.
After preparing the pickles, Yu Chunhua returned to the hall, and the family began to have breakfast.
"Mom, are you ready?" Xu Jianjun asked.
"Okay, Ningning and I will leave after dinner." Yu Chunhua nodded, "Someone wants a spoonful of fifty cents? Now, who doesn't pickle pickles at home."
Xie Zheng picked up a piece of pickled vegetables and encouraged: "Grandma Yu, the pickles you pickled are getting more and more delicious. You have lost 50 cents a spoonful."
What he said was a bit exaggerated, but Xie Zheng grew up with pickled vegetables pickled in spring flowers, and the pickles I ate today feel the same as before, but the taste is better than before.
The saltiness, taste, and color all feel like the kind of high-end side dishes on the market in later generations, but they are indeed made by Chunhua.
－－－－－－Off-topic －－－－－－
Valentine's Day, but the Chinese New Year is coming tomorrow. This is probably the most unreliable Valentine's Day, right? But I still wish you all a happy Valentine's Day, little angels. We just want-Meimeimei!
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Early the next morning, Xu Ning woke up as usual. After finishing cleaning, he went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and then went to open the door of the house, only to see Xie Zheng, who was opposite, also came out of the house with black in his hand. Handbag.
"...Early brother Zheng!" She didn't pretend to be dumb this time, but she didn't act very enthusiastically, but greeted the other party indifferently.
Xie Zheng looked at Xu Ning quietly for three seconds, then raised his foot and walked over.
"My grandpa and they went out very early. They asked me to come to your house for dinner in the morning."
"Oh!" Xu Ning nodded, turned and walked home, Xie Zheng slowly followed behind.
The little girl seems to look better than her previous life. Is it an illusion that Xie Zheng still doesn't quite understand it? Maybe it has something to do with her new hairstyle.
The neat bangs obediently cover the white forehead, and the black long waist-length braided straight and put on the chest, making a small face more delicate and compact. The figure is also quite charming, maybe she thinks She tried her best to change her current state, but the squeamishness in her bones couldn't be concealed. This was a kind of temperament that she had.
Otherwise, she would not become the secret love object of many boys in the four villages and even the school.
Xu Ning didn't greet him. After all, Xie Zheng knew nothing more about the situation of her family. It can be said that apart from the fact that they don't know where the money is placed, there are a few mouse holes in the yard that they probably know all about.
I took out the pickles that I had soaked for the whole night in the kitchen to control the water and put them in the aluminum basin next to me. I prepared to prepare the ingredients myself after my grandma got up. At present, there is only this kind of pickle lump in the house. Wait for the market today. Can you buy some cucumbers and garlic for pickling? Now she really wants to eat sweet and sour garlic. Of course she can also make spicy cabbage. As for carrots and cabbage gangs, they have both at home.
Now because of the conditions and her own abilities, even if she has space, Xu Ning has no chance to show her fists. After the end of the final exams in junior high school this year, she will think about what to do next.
But thinking of the final exam, Xu Ning's forehead is a little dark. Is her ability really capable of getting good results in the exam?
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Xie Zheng, who was leaning against the kitchen door. His academic performance was very good. He used to force Xu Ning to tuition, but it was a pity that she didn't put her mind on studying at all.
Because she was beloved since she was a child, and because she was a girl, she didn't pay much attention to learning.
Later, when her parents passed away, the conditions in the family suddenly became tight. She also fished for three days and dried the net for two days, until Xie Zheng left, and she also had **** with the educated youth in the village, and her life became complete. collapse.
There was also a thought flashing in his mind, letting Xie Zheng help him with tuition, but it was just a thought.
She decided to use the next two months to ask her mother to help her with tuition every night. At any rate, her mother is also a genuine big city high school graduate, and it is more than enough to teach her this junior high school student.
Xie Zheng just leaned outside the kitchen, staring at Xu Ning who was busy in the kitchen, without saying a word from beginning to end.
He didn't know what life Xu Ning had in his previous life, but he had to say that Xu Ning at this time was very popular, even though he had a relationship with him.
The cautious, desolate, nostalgic and other emotions in his eyes, occasionally caught by Xie Zheng, always make him feel strange and at a loss.
Why did he want to be born again? This is something Xie Zheng wants to understand.
Xu Ning had a reason, but he didn't.
His life has been fulfilling and meaningful, he has not done anything regrettable, and has not wasted time, but why did he come back with Xu Ning?
"Your grandma is out?" Yu Chunhua asked clearly when she came out of the house and saw Xie Zheng standing at the door of the kitchen.
"In the morning, grandma, my grandma and my grandpa went to the neighboring village, let me come here for dinner." Xie Zheng said.
"What's the matter? Going out so early in the morning, the sky is not clear yet." Yu Chunhua muttered and walked into the kitchen, and saw that the pickles had been cleaned up by Xu Ning, and then said: "I'll clean up here, you go and set the meal first. Bar."
"Oh!" Xu Ning nodded.
Xie Zheng came over, put his hand on the lid, and said to Xu Ning: "I will help you."
Xu Ning was stunned for a moment, and then unnaturally brushed the hair in his ear, nodded and said softly, "Thank you, Brother Zheng."
"I'll come to your house to eat a meal, thank you for what I did." Xie Zheng laughed out loud, his voice clearer and more pleasant.
Xu Ning felt that her ears were suddenly itchy, but she also endured to put the low table and the small horse in the hall, and then brought breakfast with Xie Zheng.
Yu Chunhua picked up a pickle stick and stuffed it into her mouth, and found that the taste was even better than the previous one. I always felt that after soaking overnight, even if no condiments were added in it, it seemed to be better than the previous preparation at home. It's really weird.
Of course, she didn't think too much about it. It's definitely not a bad thing to eat, and it should be able to sell for a good price.
Last night, she had negotiated the price with her son and daughter-in-law, so she used the spoon at home, one tablespoon of fifty cents, and these two pots were estimated to sell for twenty or thirty yuan.
However, Yu Chunhua has no long-term plan to sell pickled vegetables. After all, there are only a few pickled vegetable jars in the family, and the amount of pickling is also limited. That is to say, I can make a little money when I am free, and there will be a month to harvest the wheat. , She has a strong body, and naturally she wants to go to the field to harvest wheat with her wife. Because her son works in the town government, he naturally has one week's holiday each year during the summer harvest and the autumn harvest.
In the past, the daughter-in-law came back to cook at about noon. This year, Xu Ning can stay at home to prepare meals without expecting her delicate skin and tender meat to go to the ground to expose herself to the sun.
Their family and the Lao Jiang couple next door generally work in partnership to harvest wheat. Because the Lao Jiang couple wants to raise Xie Zheng, because of Xie Zheng’s parents, they gave their old couple a lot of pensions, including Xie Zheng, an orphan of a martyr. The alimony, plus the fact that the two are getting older, so there is not much land in the family. Almost every year when the farming is busy, the two companies have to partner together.
After preparing the pickles, Yu Chunhua returned to the hall, and the family began to have breakfast.
"Mom, are you ready?" Xu Jianjun asked.
"Okay, Ningning and I will leave after dinner." Yu Chunhua nodded, "Someone wants a spoonful of fifty cents? Now, who doesn't pickle pickles at home."
Xie Zheng picked up a piece of pickled vegetables and encouraged: "Grandma Yu, the pickles you pickled are getting more and more delicious. You have lost 50 cents a spoonful."
What he said was a bit exaggerated, but Xie Zheng grew up with pickled vegetables pickled in spring flowers, and the pickles I ate today feel the same as before, but the taste is better than before.
The saltiness, taste, and color all feel like the kind of high-end side dishes on the market in later generations, but they are indeed made by Chunhua.
－－－－－－Off-topic －－－－－－
Valentine's Day, but the Chinese New Year is coming tomorrow. This is probably the most unreliable Valentine's Day, right? But I still wish you all a happy Valentine's Day, little angels. We just want-Meimeimei!
Early the next morning, Xu Ning woke up as usual. After finishing cleaning, he went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, and then went to open the door of the house, only to see Xie Zheng, who was opposite, also came out of the house with black in his hand. Handbag."...Early brother Zheng!" She didn't pretend to be dumb this time, but she didn't act very enthusiastically, but greeted the other party indifferently.Xie Zheng looked at Xu Ning quietly for three seconds, then raised his foot and walked over."My grandpa and they went out very early. They asked me to come to your house for dinner in the morning.""Oh!" Xu Ning nodded, turned and walked home, Xie Zheng slowly followed behind.The little girl seems to look better than her previous life. Is it an illusion that Xie Zheng still doesn't quite understand it? Maybe it has something to do with her new hairstyle.The neat bangs obediently cover the white forehead, and the black long waist-length braided straight and put on the chest, making a small face more delicate and compact. The figure is also quite charming, maybe she thinks She tried her best to change her current state, but the squeamishness in her bones couldn't be concealed. This was a kind of temperament that she had.Otherwise, she would not become the secret love object of many boys in the four villages and even the school.Xu Ning didn't greet him. After all, Xie Zheng knew nothing more about the situation of her family. It can be said that apart from the fact that they don't know where the money is placed, there are a few mouse holes in the yard that they probably know all about.I took out the pickles that I had soaked for the whole night in the kitchen to control the water and put them in the aluminum basin next to me. I prepared to prepare the ingredients myself after my grandma got up. At present, there is only this kind of pickle lump in the house. Wait for the market today. Can you buy some cucumbers and garlic for pickling? Now she really wants to eat sweet and sour garlic. Of course she can also make spicy cabbage. As for carrots and cabbage gangs, they have both at home.Now because of the conditions and her own abilities, even if she has space, Xu Ning has no chance to show her fists. After the end of the final exams in junior high school this year, she will think about what to do next.But thinking of the final exam, Xu Ning's forehead is a little dark. Is her ability really capable of getting good results in the exam?Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Xie Zheng, who was leaning against the kitchen door. His academic performance was very good. He used to force Xu Ning to tuition, but it was a pity that she didn't put her mind on studying at all.Because she was beloved since she was a child, and because she was a girl, she didn't pay much attention to learning.Later, when her parents passed away, the conditions in the family suddenly became tight. She also fished for three days and dried the net for two days, until Xie Zheng left, and she also had **** with the educated youth in the village, and her life became complete. collapse.There was also a thought flashing in his mind, letting Xie Zheng help him with tuition, but it was just a thought.She decided to use the next two months to ask her mother to help her with tuition every night. At any rate, her mother is also a genuine big city high school graduate, and it is more than enough to teach her this junior high school student.Xie Zheng just leaned outside the kitchen, staring at Xu Ning who was busy in the kitchen, without saying a word from beginning to end.He didn't know what life Xu Ning had in his previous life, but he had to say that Xu Ning at this time was very popular, even though he had a relationship with him.The cautious, desolate, nostalgic and other emotions in his eyes, occasionally caught by Xie Zheng, always make him feel strange and at a loss.Why did he want to be born again? This is something Xie Zheng wants to understand.Xu Ning had a reason, but he didn't.His life has been fulfilling and meaningful, he has not done anything regrettable, and has not wasted time, but why did he come back with Xu Ning?"Your grandma is out?" Yu Chunhua asked clearly when she came out of the house and saw Xie Zheng standing at the door of the kitchen."In the morning, grandma, my grandma and my grandpa went to the neighboring village, let me come here for dinner." Xie Zheng said."What's the matter? Going out so early in the morning, the sky is not clear yet." Yu Chunhua muttered and walked into the kitchen, and saw that the pickles had been cleaned up by Xu Ning, and then said: "I'll clean up here, you go and set the meal first. Bar.""Oh!" Xu Ning nodded.Xie Zheng came over, put his hand on the lid, and said to Xu Ning: "I will help you."Xu Ning was stunned for a moment, and then unnaturally brushed the hair in his ear, nodded and said softly, "Thank you, Brother Zheng.""I'll come to your house to eat a meal, thank you for what I did." Xie Zheng laughed out loud, his voice clearer and more pleasant.Xu Ning felt that her ears were suddenly itchy, but she also endured to put the low table and the small horse in the hall, and then brought breakfast with Xie Zheng.Yu Chunhua picked up a pickle stick and stuffed it into her mouth, and found that the taste was even better than the previous one. I always felt that after soaking overnight, even if no condiments were added in it, it seemed to be better than the previous preparation at home. It's really weird.Of course, she didn't think too much about it. It's definitely not a bad thing to eat, and it should be able to sell for a good price.Last night, she had negotiated the price with her son and daughter-in-law, so she used the spoon at home, one tablespoon of fifty cents, and these two pots were estimated to sell for twenty or thirty yuan.However, Yu Chunhua has no long-term plan to sell pickled vegetables. After all, there are only a few pickled vegetable jars in the family, and the amount of pickling is also limited. That is to say, I can make a little money when I am free, and there will be a month to harvest the wheat. , She has a strong body, and naturally she wants to go to the field to harvest wheat with her wife. Because her son works in the town government, he naturally has one week's holiday each year during the summer harvest and the autumn harvest.In the past, the daughter-in-law came back to cook at about noon. This year, Xu Ning can stay at home to prepare meals without expecting her delicate skin and tender meat to go to the ground to expose herself to the sun.Their family and the Lao Jiang couple next door generally work in partnership to harvest wheat. Because the Lao Jiang couple wants to raise Xie Zheng, because of Xie Zheng's parents, they gave their old couple a lot of pensions, including Xie Zheng, an orphan of a martyr. The alimony, plus the fact that the two are getting older, so there is not much land in the family. Almost every year when the farming is busy, the two companies have to partner together.After preparing the pickles, Yu Chunhua returned to the hall, and the family began to have breakfast."Mom, are you ready?" Xu Jianjun asked."Okay, Ningning and I will leave after dinner." Yu Chunhua nodded, "Someone wants a spoonful of fifty cents? Now, who doesn't pickle pickles at home."Xie Zheng picked up a piece of pickled vegetables and encouraged: "Grandma Yu, the pickles you pickled are getting more and more delicious. You have lost 50 cents a spoonful."What he said was a bit exaggerated, but Xie Zheng grew up with pickled vegetables pickled in spring flowers, and the pickles I ate today feel the same as before, but the taste is better than before.The saltiness, taste, and color all feel like the kind of high-end side dishes on the market in later generations, but they are indeed made by Chunhua.Off-topic Valentine's Day, but the Chinese New Year is coming tomorrow. This is probably the most unreliable Valentine's Day, right? But I still wish you all a happy Valentine's Day, little angels. We just want-Meimeimei!
