Chapter 58 Letter

A lot of wheat and glutinous rice were used to make malt sugar this time. Malt sugar is just a snack for children, so except for Lin Xiangnan who got two cans, no one else wanted any.

When Lin Xiangnan got it, she had already thought about how to divide it. If Lin Xiangxi did well on the paper today, she would give him a can.

But as soon as she returned, she saw Lin Xiangxi sneaking out of her little cousin's room. After walking a few steps, he couldn't help but grimacing, and she didn't know where his wound was pulled.

When she saw Lin Xiangnan, Lin Xiangxi pretended to be calm again, with an expression as if nothing had happened, and came over with a smile and said, "Sister, I have finished my paper, do you want to check it?"

"Okay. Give it to me." Lin Xiangnan stretched out his hand to him.

There are only two papers in total, but there are five or six kinds of handwriting on them. It is obvious that external help was sought.

“Who wrote it for you?”

"Just... just my brothers." Lin Xiangxi scratched his head and asked shyly, "Sister, how did you know that?"

"I can see it at a glance." Lin Xiangnan rolled his eyes. "It's fine if you find someone to help you with your homework, but you should find someone who knows how to do it. Most of the math problems on this paper are wrong."

It was okay when I was attending the primary school affiliated to the steel plant. They were all family children and the teachers dared to discipline them.

But the teachers in the secondary schools outside were not so brave and did not dare to discipline the students. Even if there were strict teachers, they were discouraged by the chaos in the past two years.

Teenagers are at the age when they are most ignorant of what is good for them. If they are strictly disciplined, the next day they will post big-character posters about the teacher on the wall and call the teacher a stinky old man.

Intellectuals are the lowest status class in society today, and teachers are also cautious and only teach those children who are willing to learn. If a naughty child like Lin Xiangxi doesn't learn, the teacher won't care.

As for Hu Meili, she didn't care about her at all. She worked during the day and had no time to discipline her children. She never forced them to study. If they could study, they could study. If they couldn't study, it was fine.

Lin Xiangxi knew he was wrong, and he didn't dare to refute even when Lin Xiangnan scolded him, looking very honest.

Seeing him actively admitting his mistakes but refusing to repent, Lin Xiangnan became angry and couldn't help but kick him lightly.

"Ah~" Lin Xiangxi's face wrinkled in pain, and he knelt on one knee with a 'thump'.

Lin Xiangnan took a step back and asked, "It's not even the New Year yet?"

Lin Xiangxi was annoyed for a second, then he gritted his teeth and stood up, pretending that nothing had happened, and explained calmly, "I didn't stand firmly just now."

"Then shall I kick you again?"

Lin Xiangnan guessed that he had a fight outside today, and he didn't bother to beat around the bush with him, so he asked directly: "Who did you fight with today? Why did you fight?"

"It was about the scrap steel incident yesterday. Those guys with short hair from the next street reported it to us. We were so angry that we had a fight today."

Lin Xiangnan felt helpless after hearing this.

No wonder the country mobilized people to go to the countryside. These energetic young people, who neither study nor work, hang out on the streets every day. If there are too many of them, it would be strange if there is no problem with public security.

Lin Xiangnan now wants to send Lin Xiangxi to the countryside to make him suffer a little and temper his overly vigorous energy.

If you really have endless energy, you might as well put it into the fields. At least you will get food in the end.

Although he thought so, Lin Xiangnan still asked with concern: "Did you win?"

"without."

Lin Xiangnan was even more speechless now. "You guys took the initiative to look for trouble, and you haven't won yet. Isn't it shameful?"

"They have too many people." Lin Xiangxi also felt ashamed and said angrily, "We have already discussed it. Bring more people tomorrow and take back the place."

If Lin Xiangxi won today, Lin Xiangnan would definitely advise him to study hard in the future and not to fight over trivial matters.

But didn’t he lose the fight today? Even though it was a fight between children, the loser had to be lower than the other party when he went out. He had to hold the other person back by force and not let him get back at the place where he was, so he had to do things secretly.

Lin Xiangnan could only remind him, "Be careful when you fight tomorrow, don't get yourself hurt. Just finish this fight, don't keep fighting endlessly."

"knew."

Lin Xiangnan threw the can of maltose in his hand to him and ordered: "When you are free tomorrow, cut me a small wooden stick for me to eat candy."

"Okay~ I promise to shave it cleanly for you without any burrs. After shaving, I will boil water for you to disinfect it again."

As long as there is candy to eat, Lin Xiangxi is happy to do anything, and his voice becomes eight degrees sweeter.

As soon as Hu Meili entered the yard, she saw Lin Xiangxi's fawning look and said with disgust, "What a little flatterer. Xiaonan, are you going to work on Sunday?"

"Yes. I'll rest on Monday." Lin Xiangnan asked, "Why? Is there something wrong?"

Service industries like restaurants and supply and marketing cooperatives, as well as some factories where machines cannot be stopped, cannot take Sundays off. They have four days off a month, depending on their work schedule.

"Your cousin has introduced a girl to your sister Taohua. If you go to work, we can meet at your restaurant for dinner. You can serve her more dishes."

It is a good idea to take advantage of public benefits, and when you go to eat, you should naturally go to the place of your acquaintances.

This was not a big deal, so Lin Xiangnan agreed without thinking. Whether there were more dishes or less dishes was just a matter of the chef shaking his hands.

When Zhang Dapang cooks, every time he feels that he has done a good job, he tastes the food to see if it is salty enough and then nods with satisfaction.

If it wasn't for the purpose of avoiding criticism, he would have skipped lunch and would have been full just by tasting the dishes.

But to be honest, Zhang Dapang is a good cook. The dishes he cooks are much better than those cooked in a food processor.

Chinese stir-fry requires the aroma of the wok and the smell of smoke to taste delicious.

The next day, Lin Xiangnan took two kilograms of chicken wings and went to the backyard to find Zhang Dapang to cook for him.

"You have a way." Fatty Zhang smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits when he saw the chicken wings. He said happily, "We will eat together at noon today. We won't be eating with Zhang Yong and the others."

Zhang Dapang provided the staple food, side dishes and cooking skills, while Lin Xiangnan provided the ingredients. The two of them worked together perfectly, and before eleven o'clock, they were eating soft, tender and juicy honey chicken wings.

Lin Xiangnan ate and praised the food, and also decided on tomorrow's dishes. "I've also ordered river shrimps from someone. How about we have sweet and sour shrimp balls tomorrow?"

Even though he had the skills, Fatty Zhang was embarrassed to take advantage of him, so he said, "Then I'll make you a steamed egg tomorrow. Do you have any dishes you want to eat?"

"Dry-fried green beans?" This dish uses a lot of oil and I've never made it at home.

"Okay. That's how it's arranged. If there weren't so few of us, I would have prepared four dishes and a soup for you."

Lin Xiangnan picked up a piece of chicken wing and praised: "As long as the food is delicious, one dish is enough."

What a great dining companion.

After meeting Zhang Dapang, Lin Xiangnan felt that his happiness index in life was rising rapidly.

The restaurant opens at 11 o'clock, so they have to finish their meal and clean up the dishes before 11 o'clock, and then go to work at the front desk.

Fat Zhang had a good meal today and was in a good mood. During the afternoon break, he fried a pot of five-spice peanuts. Lin Xiangnan also took a bag of them when he went back.

She got off work late, but when she got home, Hu Meili and Lin Xiangxi were not at home.

Lin Xiangnan didn't go looking for anyone, he just stood in the yard and shouted loudly: "Grandma, where is my mom?"

"Xiaoxi was hit on the head by someone, and Meili went to talk to the other party's parents. The postman also delivered a letter for you today. It was written by Gu Zhenhua and is on the table in my room. You can take it yourself."