When the car drove from Huanghe Town to Gumula Village, the temperature gradually became cooler.
There are more trees on both sides.
Occasionally there are clusters of different light green in the green woods, they are eucalyptus trees.
It is said that eucalyptus trees are poisonous. After planting eucalyptus trees, other plants cannot grow nearby. However, Gumula Village is too poor, so some people still make some money by selling eucalyptus leaves.
Xiaoqi thinks that the eucalyptus tree is quite beautiful at first glance. It is also green in color and can always be seen at a glance, but its green is different from the green next to it.
She didn't bring back the suitcase her aunt bought for her, so she just packed the books and clothes she needed into the suitcase and took back the books she didn't need.
The car was shaking on the way back, and Gumula Village was very cool at the end of August.
When they arrived at the village gate, Xiaoqi got out of the car and a cool breeze blew, and he instantly felt refreshed.
There were quite a few people in the village auditorium. When they saw Su Youfu coming back with a carrying pole, they started joking again.
"Su Quezi went to sell baskets again. How much did he get?"
"What do city dwellers need bamboo baskets for? They're just for when they're full. They're still useful as winnowing baskets, which can be used to hold soil and vegetables."
As we were talking excitedly, we saw a little girl in a skirt getting out of the car.
Originally, Xiaoqi didn’t like to wear skirts, but today was the last day of Chinese class and Teacher Zhou talked for a long time, so she wore a skirt to class today.
Zhou Meiling was indeed very happy.
She was wearing a white gauze dress bought for her by her aunt, and a Blin Blin hairpin given to her by Teacher Zhou.
She was dressed like a city girl. When she looked in the mirror today, she found that neither she nor Guan Jingzhi looked rough or ugly in the same frame.
When they got off the car, the auditorium became quiet for a moment.
Until I saw the little girl in the skirt walk up to Su Guizi and help him with things.
The auditorium was silent again, then it broke out into loud voices.
"Is that Su Quezi's daughter?"
"What a beautiful birth!"
"The blessed daughter is back!"
"College students, school is about to start, why haven't you gone to school yet?"
Xiao Qi had steadied his steps and expression. He didn't know whether they were talking to him or just chatting. He would just smile foolishly if their eyes met.
In the eyes of others, Su Guizi's daughter is really beautiful.
But Su Quezi's wife is also said to be pretty. What a shitty luck Su Quezi has.
It’s a pity that I don’t have a son.
I can only say this in my heart.
Xiao Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief when he returned home under the burning gazes and enthusiastic greetings.
I was surprised to find that the broken wall at the entrance had been repaired. In the past, I just stepped into the entrance from one side of the broken wall, but this time I walked up the stone bridge over the small river at the entrance. Then there was a small door that was open. When I walked in, I could see a large yard.
The house where Xiaoqi lives was originally a new house built on the foundation of an old landlord's house with three courtyards. At that time, grandma wanted to divide the family property, so she wanted to take the disabled eldest son away.
Su Youfu patched up the old house and built a small second floor without even installing the windows.
There were also people in the village who gossiped about her, thinking that Grandma Xiaoqi was cruel, but Grandma Xiaoqi was very good at throwing a tantrum, and it was against her own son, so it was not up to others to point fingers.
Xiaoqi was quite happy. After the separation, she was rarely beaten anymore. There was also a lot of open space around the old house, where she could make fire and roast sweet potatoes. She had a lot of fun playing there as a child, and it felt like Lu Xun's story from the Baicao Garden to the Sanwei Bookstore.
Now when you walk in, the broken wall at the entrance has been repaired, and it looks quite grand, as if there is a big courtyard.
There was no grass or cement like in the city. One could vaguely see one or two large stone slabs. The dark mud ground was shoveled flat. Two broken water tanks were moved to the corner of the wall. Xiao Qi took a look and found that there were fish in them.
It's not an ornamental fish, it's a carp.
My dad actually draws water directly from the small river at the door to raise fish, and the water in the tank is quite lively.
There were still some snails clinging to the edge of the water tank, undisturbed by anyone, leisurely extending their tentacles.
The yard looked pretty after I tidied it up.
There is also a row of saplings planted, which are straight and have no leaves. They must have been dug from the mountain.
As usual, the living room was a bit messy, filled with various bamboos, with only a walkway left.
Bamboo strips cannot be placed in the yard for fear that they will be soaked by rain.
But the privacy is much better with a yard, and no one can see what is happening inside the house from the door. However, there are yards in the countryside, and the doors are basically open at ordinary times. At night, the main door will be closed, not locked, but the back door will be propped against a pillar. So basically every household will have a small groove on the ground in the center of the living room, which is used to support the stick.
When I got home, I found my mother was making dumplings. I smelled the fragrance as soon as I entered the door.
Big fat bag.
It’s exactly what Xiaoqi likes to eat.
The steaming buns in the pot look like they will be cooked soon. The buns are white, plump, soft and trembling.
As soon as Xiaoqi entered the room, he reached out to grab the buns.
My mother rushed me to wash my hands.
"What day is it, making buns?"
After washing my hands, I held the hot buns in my left and right hands. They were so hot, but they smelled so good.
The aroma of dough and meat hits you in the face.
"The two pigs were driven away the day before yesterday, and your mother specially left a large piece of pork belly for you. It's from our own farm, with layers of pork belly and thick fat. We cooked it right after we bought it, and I'm chopping it up to make buns for you today."
It rolled back and forth a few times. It was very hot, but I couldn't help but take a bite. The soft bun skin was soaked with gravy at the innermost part. It was sweet with a little salty. When I bit into the bun filling, I could feel the small cubes of diced meat. It didn't get stuck in my teeth at all. When I took a bite, the oil splashed out and was quickly absorbed by the bun skin.
The combination of flour and meat has an indescribable deliciousness.
This is the bun my mother made. You can’t buy it outside.
The buns sold outside either have too strong a scallion flavor, or the filling is just a lump of meat, not like this one that is shaped into small cubes, which are chewy and flavorful.
Xiaoqi came home and ate five hot buns in one go.
Although the ones my mother made are not big, they are big enough to eat.
"Mom will cook you some vegetable soup to go with it later, so you won't get tired of it." Sheng Juanhua smiled as she saw her daughter eating with a satisfied look on her face.
"Not greasy, delicious." The family hadn't made dumplings for a long time, and she was fascinated by the smell.
Sheng Juanhua made a lot of dumplings because people in the countryside don’t cook food during festivals or holidays. When neighbors see them, they will ask about it. It’s not a good idea to eat them behind closed doors.
"Give them to your grandma while they're still hot, and take a bag of buns to each of your third grandma." Sheng Juanhua deftly divided the remaining buns on the table into two bags.
Su Youfu also ate two buns and helped to light the fire.
He has always been satisfied with his wife's work. His mother has always had a bad temper and is not very reasonable, but whenever Xiaoqi's mother has food, she will always give her a portion.
Xiaoqi ate a lot in one breath, which was just right for digestion, so he went to deliver the buns.
My third grandmother’s house is nearby, so I’ll send it there first, and then go to my own grandmother’s house.
Xiao Qi is still a little afraid of his own grandmother. As his grandmother gets older, the fat on her face becomes more and more obvious, and she looks very fierce.
I just heard my mother say that she would be back soon after she sent her there, as her grandmother has been unhappy recently.
It all came down to money. Xiaoqi's grandmother originally thought that the eldest son's pig was killed by their own family, so she asked him to keep a pig leg to send to his uncle in the city. The uncle said that he liked the meat from the countryside because it was chewy. As a result, the eldest son actually sold the whole pig. In fact, he could still buy a pig leg in this way, but it would cost money. After all, the pig was sold to someone else. Xiaoqi's grandmother just didn't want to spend money and wanted to give it away for free, so she got angry.
When Xiaoqi arrived at his grandmother's house, he saw his grandmother sitting at the door, cursing and swearing, surrounded by a group of old ladies and daughters-in-law.
In the countryside, being unfilial is a big deal. Grandma is very skilled at scolding people without stopping. Xiaoqi couldn't understand the tone of her words, but he was very familiar with the scene.
Still very nervous.
She had too many traumas from her childhood, so she tried hard to keep a straight face, be serious and expressionless.
She had the buff of being unattainable before, but she didn't actually have any special feelings about it. It was just that she seemed more serious and fierce when she wasn't smiling. She couldn't grasp that feeling well, and there seemed to be few traces of it left on her.
At this moment, she could only pretend to be expressionless. She had tried it in front of the mirror before. If she did that, it seemed to have that meaning. Would others respect her more?
"Grandma, these buns my mom made are just out of the oven. She asked me to bring them to you." Xiao Qi pretended not to understand what grandma was saying, and walked forward quickly to hand over the buns that were still steaming hot.
Li Fengjiao, who was just saying that the eldest brother and his wife were unfilial, stingy, and didn't care about my mother's life or death...
Seeing the hot buns being handed to my nose, still emitting a strong meaty aroma, it was useless for the eldest son's wife to not be able to give birth to a son. Her cooking skills are quite good, and the food she cooks is always delicious.
Xiao Qi looked around at the grandmothers and daughters-in-law around him again, and said with a stern face: "Grandma, you continue chatting. I'm going back to eat first."
After saying that, he turned and left.
A large group of people were left, looking at the big meat bun in Old Lady Li's hand...
Li Fengjiao stood up stiffly and took the buns into the house in full view of everyone, saying, "Leave some money for my family. He works hard."
You see, the buns are for each portion. Old Mrs. Li is notoriously mean to Xiao Qi.
They all brought up other topics.
"I think Old Lady Li has made a mistake. Her granddaughter is extraordinary."
"Yes, yes. Just now, the young lady from the Fu family came over. That look in her eyes, tsk tsk, was even more frightening than when the secretary came over."
"I've seen her on TV, and she's like that too, not afraid at all. She's sitting there, and the strong woman next to her is shaking, and there's also the half-bald man who stutters and keeps pulling at a hair on his head. And Xiao Qi is sitting there, speaking fluently, just like a host."
Grandma Xiaoqi was in the house, quickly eating a steamed bun. It was so delicious when it was hot. She wanted to finish it and then go out to scold her eldest son and daughter-in-law for being unfilial, but she heard the loud chatting outside and accidentally bit her tongue...
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