Generally, people don’t have a good appetite when they get older because their body functions deteriorate.
But Wan Qingliu was still very energetic, enjoying everything he ate, and his desire for food certainly had not diminished.
It’s okay to eat something greasy like roast duck occasionally.
After all, the food I usually eat is rather bland.
No matter how rich you are, you can't afford to eat greasy food and rich meat every meal, so something as oily and heavily seasoned as roast duck is really a rare taste.
Although there was no one else traveling with them, there were still passers-by on the train, so Hua Wanchi pretended to rummage through his luggage and took out three lunch boxes.
One lunch box contained the skin for wrapping roast duck, one lunch box contained cucumber and chopped green onions, and the other lunch box contained roast duck.
As soon as the lunch box lid was opened, the rich aroma instantly filled the entire carriage.
Everyone felt a little hungry.
The mouth is constantly drooling.
Damn, who brought this meat? It smells so good.
"Milk, chopsticks!"
Hua Wanchi took out two pairs of wrapped chopsticks and handed them to Wan Qingliu.
Tear open a piece of dough, roll up the roast duck skin, cucumber shreds and green onion shreds into the dough, and take a bite...
The freshness of cucumber, the sweetness and fragrance of chopped green onion, and the fresh, salty, crispy and oily aroma of roast duck skin blend together, it's so delicious.
After the grandparents finished eating the skin, Hua Wanchi took out a box of fried duck racks. The meat was crunchy and sprinkled with cumin and other seasonings, making the smell even stronger.
It happened that the berths of the grandparents and grandchildren were closer to the aisle connecting the carriages, so the fragrance filled both carriages.
The person on the upper bunk not only smelled the fragrance, but also watched the grandparents and grandchildren eat so deliciously, feeling extremely greedy and envious.
"Your roast duck smells even better than Jin Jude's. Do you roast it yourself?"
At that time, business was not as developed as it is in later generations, so it was unlikely that roast duck would be sold in this area of Gan Province.
Wan Qingliu smiled amiably and said, "Yes, I baked it at home and wanted to take it on the train as a meal."
"Oh, it smells so good."
The person on the upper bunk smacked his lips, feeling very regretful that he didn't have the chance to enjoy the food.
Meat was not available whenever he wanted, and he didn't feel comfortable asking for a piece of roast duck to try.
Wan Qingliu generously gave him a handful of pistachios.
"These are nuts my relatives brought from Hai City. They're called pistachios. We can't finish them all, so you can have some too."
"The name of this thing sounds good. I'll try it and see if it really makes me happy!"
With a click, "This shell is quite easy to peel."
Put it in your mouth and chew it, the slightly salty taste and sweet and greasy flavor spread in your mouth. The person on the upper bunk couldn't help laughing after eating it.
Who can not smile when eating delicious food? So, the name pistachio is right.
"Thank you for the happy pill, Auntie!"
Wan Qingliu smiled and said, "Oh, you're welcome, young man. Meeting on the train is also a kind of fate."
Wan Qingliu and Hua Wanchi had a pretty good time on the train.
Little Youzi was waiting impatiently in the capital.
School is about to start and I will be going to junior high school, which brings me one step closer to college.
Even though she always got full marks in math, Xiao Youzi still counted on her fingers: three years of junior high school, three years of high school, and six years left before she and her sister can go to school together!
She wants to go to the same school as her sister!
You have to take a class even when you go to college!
Little Youzi doesn’t know yet that in college, the more important distinction is the major compared to the class.
She thought that when her father Hua Qingping went to college, it was just like in elementary school, with several classes in each grade.
I only found out about the fact that one grade is divided into several classes after I came to Beijing. When I was in my hometown, there were not many students in elementary school, and there was only one class in one grade.
Xiangxiang was urged to study by Xiaoyouzi and sighed.
Little Youzi came back to his senses, took a serious look at Xiangxiang's homework, and then said sternly, "Hurry up, finish the next unit and you'll be done for today! If you're any slower, you won't have time to play today."
Xiangxiang was completely dejected: "Sister—do I really have to write so much?"
Little Pomelo patiently promised: "At this rate, if you write faster, you'll have half a day to play every day. You can finish your homework in just a week, and you'll have more than a month to play as you please. Isn't that great?"
Xiangxiang just felt so painful.
In Beijing, the couple did not give their son any pocket money like they did in their hometown. After all, there was everything in their hometown, and everyone generally didn't have much money.
However, many people in Beijing still have good living conditions. With this comparison, we naturally cannot be stingy with our children, otherwise we will seem too unsociable.
However, the pocket money is at a normal level. Little Youzi is a little older, so he gets a little more pocket money, but only a little bit more.
Xiao Youzi can't use money to encourage her children to study like the wealthy Hua Wanchi, so Xiao Youzi likes to make empty promises.
For example: "If you study hard, your parents might see you working harder and increase our allowances. Then we can buy whatever we want. Isn't that great? Do you think studying is hard? It's not hard, is it? I just want you to persevere for a little while longer."
Xiangxiang was hit by the CPU and suddenly felt that what her sister said made sense.
Hua Qingping and Wang Jingxia were also very considerate. After the midterm exam, both children performed very well.
The two immediately decided to increase their child's pocket money.
The daily pocket money increased from fifty cents to one dollar.
We also gave extra rewards to those who performed well in the exam, ten yuan per person.
Originally one dollar a day was enough for Xiangxiang to stand out among her classmates, and now she was rewarded with another ten dollars!
Ten dollars is the largest denomination now and can buy almost anything children want.
Xiangxiang was suddenly dizzy from the shock of such a big surprise.
While she was still dazed, Xiao Youzi took the opportunity to add fuel to the fire: "See, I told you so! If you study hard, your parents will give you 10 yuan if you get 90 points now. Next time you get 100, they'll give you 20 yuan! Just think about it, 20 yuan? Wow, those crystal sandals in the store are only ten yuan!"
The dream item that girls cannot afford but want very much is a pair of crystal-clear plastic sandals with pastel colors.
Their own pocket money could never afford such a pair of shoes, and their parents would never spend extra money on such flashy and unnecessary things.
After all, every penny has to be spent carefully.
If there was a little girl who could generously pay ten dollars for these sandals in front of her friends...
It’s hard to imagine how surprised and envious the little friends will look at you!
Xiangxiang was already feeling dizzy just holding the money, and when this big pancake fell down, it was as if twenty yuan was already in her hand, emitting an enchanting fragrance.
She chuckled foolishly twice: "Sister, you are right! You are really amazing! From now on, I need you to teach me!"
Little Pomelo smiled with satisfaction.
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