Su Youfu finally bought a cheap mobile phone under the persuasion of his daughter.
In his opinion, mobile phones are not expensive. They can be used to make calls and send text messages, and they only cost a few hundred yuan. It cost a few hundred yuan to install a phone in the beginning, but the monthly fees make him feel distressed.
Su Xiaoqi also knew his father's heartache, so he bought a mobile phone and a mobile card and signed up for the cheapest package, which was only 19 yuan a month. He couldn't access the Internet, but he could make 60 minutes of free calls. The network in Gumula Village was not very good, and there was no signal at all with China Unicom numbers. He had to find a high hill to answer the phone.
Su Youfu felt that it was enough and was in a good mood. He carefully saved his daughter's mobile phone number.
However, he immediately called Mr. Huang, the dustpan collector, and asked her to write down his phone number so that she could call him directly in the future if she needed anything.
Su Youfu spoke very loudly with an accent, and passers-by on both sides couldn't help but look at him. Xiaoqi stood aside and did not avoid him awkwardly. If it was before the college entrance examination, she would still feel a little uncomfortable and vain, but the experiences during this period and the setbacks of the college entrance examination made her re-recognize herself, and her mentality became much more mature.
Her avoidance of her father did not make people look up to her, but rather made people think there was something wrong with her.
Su Youfu made the call that he thought was the first one to be made. He breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had a little shrewdness of a small farmer, he was still an ordinary person overall. He did not consider whether his hurried call would make Boss Huang think he was too anxious or something.
Su Youfu sold some things today and was also planning to visit his cousin, after all, Xiaoqi had been bothering her all the time.
This time, Su Youfu carried the sack himself and was reluctant to let his daughter carry it.
Xiaoqi couldn't get it either, but when he went to his aunt's house, Xiaoqi still cooked lunch.
Dad brought a homemade pressed duck, which was made from ducks raised at home and smoked with rice bran. It was very fragrant. It tasted very good after being cut into pieces, boiled in water, and stir-fried with garlic sprouts.
We also grow Chinese cabbages at home. They are very big and one cabbage can be eaten for several meals.
Cauliflower, but it grows very sparsely, not like the big ones you buy in the market, but several branches, all forked, but it is very sweet when fried.
These farm vegetables are still very rare. After all, most of the vegetables sold in the market are sprayed with a lot of pesticides and so on. But if you grow them at home and eat them yourself, you will pay attention to these things... In short, this is the current situation. If you want to grow a lot to sell, you can't have so many people to pick them up, so you have to spray pesticides.
Xiao Qi saw that there were too many cabbages and one would go bad if eaten for a long time, so he took another one and gave it to Lin Min's family.
The last time Lin Min's mother took the food, she was usually much more polite and seemed to be much more friendly towards her aunt.
Su Youfu also cooks at home, but this time he was reluctant to do anything because he was at someone else's house. However, seeing his daughter cooking skillfully, he felt a little relieved and a little sad.
It's not that he blames his cousin. It's her duty to live and eat in someone else's home and help with some housework. Su Youfu just feels a little sad that his daughter has grown up so suddenly.
When Su Simei heard that her cousin was coming, she didn't care about him. She was very busy in the morning and only came down for lunch.
Xiaoqi prepared all the meals. She made a little more for lunch today, including pressed duck, braised cabbage with tofu, and stir-fried cauliflower. Su Simei also bought some cold dishes, including sliced fuqi lung slices and pig ears, which were very convenient to go with alcohol, so she opened a bottle of beer.
In Lushan City, the wine we serve to entertain guests is of very high standard.
Su Youfu's alcohol tolerance is average, one bottle of beer is the limit, half a bottle is enough.
Su Simei has a good alcohol tolerance. She can drink a pound of liquor and beer like water. However, she has to go to work, so she doesn't drink much.
Su Youfu didn't expect that his daughter's cooking skills were so good. The dishes she made were better than the braised dishes bought outside. He couldn't help but drink a little more wine. He drank half a bottle of beer by himself, and his face was red.
He was already late for the noon bus, and there would not be a second bus today. Su Youfu planned to take a bus to Huanghe Town and then walk home from the town.
When there was no highway in the early days, people from Gumula Village went to the city on foot. There was a mountain road, but it was really long and took nearly three hours to walk. Now that there is a highway, fewer people walk and the road is not easy to walk. However, some older people are willing to choose to walk to save a few dollars of bus fare. Young people no longer do this, unless they miss the bus.
Xiaoqi also walked that road.
When filling out her application form before the college entrance examination, she carelessly forgot to leave the form at home. That time, she took a leave of absence and walked home alone. She was the only one in the entire mountain, and it was so empty. She didn't feel scared at all, and she didn't know what she was thinking on the way. Thinking about it now, Su Xiaoqi felt that she was actually a very ambitious person, because that road was really long, and it seemed like there was no end when walking alone. She didn't know what would suddenly jump out of the mountain, but that time, she walked the whole way alone.
After dinner, it seemed that Dad was obviously a little drunk. Maybe he was too happy today, and Su Youfu couldn't help but drink a little more.
Xiao Qi didn't drink, but he was speechless when he saw his father knocked down over an empty beer bottle.
She let her dad go to the room to rest for a while, and she went to wash the dishes and clean up. Her aunt also returned to the ward.
Xiaoqi's memory buff time is over today. She has been with her father all morning and has not studied. After cleaning up, she saw her father sleeping, but did not disturb him. Instead, she started her daily calligraphy practice and copying texts at the table next to her.
I haven’t finished learning the fourth volume of New Concept English after all. I have memorized half of it, and there is still half to go.
It is estimated that the efficiency in the future may not be as high as before, but Xiaoqi feels that being able to remember the first three books of New Concept English gives her the courage to rule the world with half of the Analects of Confucius. Really, she has been very comfortable and relaxed during the few times she went to tutoring.
But she still didn't want to give up.
Dad's snoring is a little loud.
Su Xiaoqi felt very relieved and looked back at the middle-aged man lying on the bed. Even though he was half drunk, he was still worried that his clothes would dirty the bed, so he took off his coat, revealing the clothes underneath, which actually had holes in them.
A pair of feet were leaning against the edge of the bed. Xiaoqi covered him with a quilt. Dad was sleeping very soundly.
It is very tiring to go out of the house to sell winnowing baskets. You have to get up at five in the morning before dawn, or even earlier, because you have to pick the vegetables in the morning, and they are fresher if picked now.
Then you have to carry a heavy winnowing basket and walk across half of Lushan City.
Su Youfu was not a strong man. He was short and had problems with his feet, but that was life. He slept soundly at the moment because he felt that life had been very kind to him. He had new hopes, but he didn't want to tell the people around him about this hope. He was very happy, really very happy.
It seemed that during the short lunch break, everyone had a sweet dream and had a smile on their face while sleeping.
Xiaoqi took a look and continued to copy the English text with headphones on.
Words flowed out from the tip of the pen one by one, falling smoothly on the snow-white exercise book, lines of sentences emerged, and then I turned the page and continued.
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