Chapter 19 Your partner is here to help you with your work
He was a man who did what he said and directly carried the wood out to start the work.
Feng Mian took the steamed buns and told Gu Yuelin that he had to go out for a while and would be back soon.
If you are hungry, go get it from the steamer yourself.
If he was thirsty, there was warm tea for him by the stove.
After giving clear instructions, she carried the steaming buns to Shangyuanzi Village.
Aunt Zhao Hui was sewing shoe soles. When she saw her carrying a basket, she said sarcastically, "Oh, the sun is rising from the west. In all these years, many people have come to our house to take things away, but this is the first time I've seen you bring things here."
Feng Mian smiled faintly, "Before, I was a minor, a child. How could an adult take a child's things? It's different now. I'm eighteen."
"Hey, why do you sound like an insult?"
Feng Mian ignored her and went straight into the house.
"Grandma, I steamed some buns and steamed bread today. I'll bring some for you."
Zhang came out of the kitchen and wiped her hands on her apron. She lifted the thick cotton cloth on the basket and took a look. She was surprised and asked, "Why are there so many?"
"There's a lot of steam, so I'll bring some for you."
"Oh, I don't want it. Take it away quickly. The few pounds of food you have are not enough for you to eat. You have to support one more person after the New Year. If she gets pregnant, it will be even worse. Will the family of three starve to death? Take it away, take it away."
Feng Mian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he was imagining a family of three.
"It's okay. I have food to eat." Feng Mian approached her and lowered his voice and said, "Gu Yuelin brought me some food last night."
Zhang was startled, "Really?"
Feng Mian nodded and motioned for her to speak in a lower voice.
Zhang asked quietly, "Where did he come from?"
Feng Mian whispered, "He's not stupid. He's on guard against his stepmother. Please don't ask."
Zhang was tactful and didn't ask any more questions.
Zhao Hui, who was sewing shoe soles at the door, stretched her neck. She heard nothing and muttered unhappily, probably saying something like "I can't come up with anything good."
Feng Mian ignored her and asked if Zhang smelled good.
Zhang took a bite of the soft and glutinous bun, which was filled with meat filling and was so fragrant.
“Did you steam it?”
"Yeah, do you think it's good?"
"Yes, of course. The dough has risen very well. Mianmian, your cooking skills have improved."
She took another bite and her mouth was full of meat. Zhang felt heartbroken again.
"Oh, you loser, are you willing to put so much meat?"
Feng Mian smiled and said, "I'll go get some buns for grandpa."
She took out a meat bun and gave the rest of the basket to Zhang.
Grandpa’s legs were not in good condition, but his upper body was fine. While eating meat buns, he kept praising her for growing up, but he also reminded her to be frugal.
Feng Mian said: "As long as Grandpa thinks it tastes good."
During those years, my grandfather was in charge of the family and he forced her to graduate from junior high school.
If it weren’t for her grandfather, she probably wouldn’t even be able to get through the gate of an elementary school.
There are many things you will learn when doing business in the future. If an uneducated person wants to do those things, he will have a hard time finding excuses.
"Your grandmother made me the tea you gave me last time. It's great tea. Where did you buy it?"
Feng Mian said casually: "I just bought it on the street. If Grandpa likes it, I will buy you another one later."
Mr. Feng shook his head. "No, I'm not going there right now. I just want to have some water to drink."
Feng Mian talked for a few minutes and then decided to leave.
After all, Gu Yuelin still lives in her house.
When she arrived at the main room, she saw Feng Xiaomei eating the meat buns she brought with big mouthfuls.
I lay on the chair and touched my belly.
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