When the weather gets cold, she doesn't want to sit in the yard unless the sun is shining brightly that day.
Song Yingwan was not bored when she was at home alone. She could learn to write. When she was tired, she could take care of the vegetable seedlings, loosening the soil and pulling weeds for them. When she was interested, she could go to the kitchen to make some snacks.
Thinking of this, I don’t know if there are hawthorn trees on Daqing Mountain. It’s time to eat candied haws.
The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. Song Yingwan couldn't help but feel itchy hands. She had made candied haws on her own before, and the effect was pretty good. This didn't require great skills, and it wasn't for sale.
You should ask Aunt Osmanthus about this kind of thing. She should be very familiar with the mountains. Where wild fruits grow and where wild vegetables grow well, Aunt Osmanthus will definitely know.
At this time, everyone was still working, and planned to ask her when they had time. Then, they would get Tang Xiaotang and Yang Xue, and they would be interested.
You can also make sugar snowballs. That one is also delicious. Although they are both made of sugar, if there is any difference between the two, Song Yingwan can only say that one is eaten in skewers and the other is eaten with hands. .
And Tang Xiaotang likes this kind of sour and sweet the most, so I will make more for her.
It's a pity that she was alone in the past and didn't have any close friends. She ate whatever delicious food she made by herself. Although it was quite good, now she found that it felt better to have someone to share it with, which was double the happiness.
She is also very motivated to cook every day now, because no matter what she does, her words of thanks are all eaten up with face. He is such a poor talker, and he is not stingy with his praises, so Song Yingwan has many achievements. feel.
What's more important is that he will share the burden with himself and will not throw everything to her just because she can cook. The two of them are considerate of each other.
When it was time to finish work, Song Yingwan went to Aunt Guihua's house. She originally wanted to ask about the hawthorn tree when she had free time, but she just went to the kitchen and found that the eggs at home were gone.
For breakfast, whether Song Yingwan was cooking or saying goodbye, eggs were the first choice for both of them, so they were naturally consumed faster.
Song Yingwan sometimes buys things in this commune, and sometimes exchanges things with Aunt Guihua. As for what he wants to get, he is not sure every time. Almost every household in Liujia Village raises chickens, but they are reluctant to eat the eggs and save them. Going to the supply and marketing cooperative to exchange some money is their only relatively stable source of income apart from work.
Therefore, it is a replacement for anyone. If there is no need to change it in the village, it will take less effort. Aunt Guihua can still trust her.
Of course Aunt Guihua is willing. Who would leave Lisuo alone and have to go all the way to the commune? It also depends on the person’s face.
So the two collaborated very happily.
I also went to exchange with Sister-in-law Hongying several times, but Sister-in-law Hongying loves her children and cannot save many eggs every month.
Song Yingwan calculated the time just right, and Aunt Guihua had just returned when he left.
"Is Song Zhiqing here?" The two of them met often. Aunt Guihua's daughter-in-law Sufen knew that Song Ying was late, and she would say hello when she saw him.
"Well, where is Sister-in-law Sufen doing the laundry?"
“I couldn’t sit still, so I washed my winter cotton-padded clothes so that I can wear them when it gets cold in two days.”
"Then my Aunt Guihua is lucky to have such a hard-working daughter-in-law."
Sufen's eyes narrowed with laughter when she heard this. She thought to herself that no wonder her mother-in-law and Song Zhiqing got along well. People in the city were nice to talk to, but it was her mother-in-law who looked at people with poisonous eyes. She couldn't help but admire her even more.
But he still said, "This is what I should do, I am not blessed..."
Song Yingwan said, "Who in this village doesn't say that Aunt Guihua and her daughter-in-law get along well, and who doesn't envy her!" This is true. Aunt Guihua has never looked down on her daughter-in-law, and everything has been discussed. Yes, the children and grandchildren in the family can be considered filial.
Sufen also had some pride on her face, saying that she was not stubborn.
Just as I was getting a little carried away, Aunt Guihua came out and said angrily: "It's getting more and more outrageous. Are you just saying nice things today?"
After he finished speaking, he glanced at Sufen. There are some things that others can say, but they cannot come out of his own mouth. Otherwise, people will think he is showing off!
Sufen didn't understand the truth. Wasn't she being praised just now? She lowered her head and rubbed her clothes with a guilty conscience.
Song Yingwan rolled her eyes at Aunt Guihua, pulled her aside and whispered, "Auntie, are there any eggs?"
Aunt Guihua looked at her in surprise, "Didn't you just come here last month to exchange for twenty? Have you eaten all this?"
Song Yingwan didn't need to answer, she knew it, and said with a heartbroken look: "How can you, a prodigal child, eat eggs like this! Sure enough, young people don't know how to live, how can you two live together in the future? Xie Zhiqing looks very stable. Yes, why don’t you know how to hold you back?”
Song Yingwan knew that the older generation was suffering, and the current conditions were indeed not good enough. Few families were willing to eat eggs every day, and they couldn't afford them.
Aunt Guihua regarded Song Yingwan as a junior, and she said this because she treated her sincerely, so Song Yingwan was not angry at all. She was just glad that Aunt Guihua didn't know the words of thanks and would buy them from the commune from time to time. She came The number of times she has to change eggs is already considered restrained, otherwise she would definitely be pointed at her head and scolded.
Song Yingwan saw her expression of resentment for not being able to become steel, so she took Aunt Guihua's arm and said softly, "Isn't this because I was tired from going up the mountain to chop firewood some time ago and I don't need to replenish my body."
Aunt Guihua struggled to shake her arm away, and laughed angrily, "Let go, I'll get it for you!"
"I knew my aunt loved me."
Aunt Guihua said with a straight face, "Why do I love you? I wish you could come here every day. If you have money, don't be a fool."
Song Yingwan said, "Yeah."
Aunt Osmanthus, "..."
After giving her a blank look, he went back to get the eggs.
This time I counted twenty for her again, and the pot was completely empty!
Aunt Guihua didn't leave any eggs. Anyway, her hens laid eggs every day, and they saved up again within two days.
She put the eggs in a basket so that no one would see her and tell them.
When he handed it to Song Yingwan, he couldn't help but say something verbose, "It's better to save some money and save some money in case something happens."
Song Yingwan smiled and said, "Okay, remember."
No one can tell whether she remembers it or not. Aunt Guihua has said everything she needs to say, and she doesn't want to offend others by talking too much.
Song Yingwan asked again, "Auntie, are there any hawthorn trees on the mountain behind us?"
Aunt Osmanthus asked in confusion, "What kind of tree is this? Why haven't I heard of it?"
"It's just a kind of fruit. It's red and tastes very sour. It's about the size of a date."
With this description, Aunt Guihua understood, "You are talking about mountain red, right? This thing is so sour that no one wants to eat it. Why are you asking about it?"
Song Yingwan smiled and said, "I want to eat it. This fruit needs sugar to make it delicious."
Auntie Osmanthus, "You think I don't know how to add sugar? That sugar is so expensive, who can eat it like this..."
He paused for a moment and said suspiciously, "If you want to eat something sour so much, you must have it, right?"
"What's wrong..."
