Chen Chunhua returned home speechlessly. In the afternoon, the house was empty and there was no one there.
Liang Shengdi is still floating on the river and has not returned yet. Today is Friday, which is also the day when Lin Shuying returns home this month. She should go to the city to pick up Shuying before coming back.
It was too early to cook now, and there was no work in the fields. She had just been to the farm in the morning, and now Lin Yulan was watching, so she didn't want to go either.
Out of boredom, I took out my child's discarded exercise book, sat at the table, and started drawing on the blank space on the cover.
The two-story buildings they build here now are generally just a small two-story building due to financial and material limitations, with a yard and a door, and they think they are good enough. Some don’t even have a yard, and anyone can walk to the door.
This also creates opportunities for many petty thieves.
The house that Chen Chunhua was painting was built in the style of a house that was built later in the village. The gate was located on the easternmost side and was covered with roof tiles instead of bare iron railings.
Two bungalows were built parallel to the courtyard gate. Some families used them as kitchens for cooking and eating, while others used them as storage rooms for farm tools. Later, they could be used as tractor garages.
There is a yard between the courtyard gate bungalow and the small second floor. There are several small sheds built on the west side of the yard. Some people use them to raise chickens and ducks, but her family does not raise chickens and ducks at home. We will see what they are used for when the time comes.
Then there is the most important small second floor, with a width of three bays. As for the depth... their land is definitely more than enough to build two entrances.
Well... it's pretty good. Everyone has their own room and can live comfortably. We can even make a study room for the children.
Who can tell the difference between me and a professional painter? (*^▽^*)
But then the problem came. She felt that the bricks and tiles that Lin Guoqing had ordered might not be enough. Chen Chunhua covered her face and sighed. She said that it would be better for them to come back together to discuss it and go again tomorrow.
He hadn't even gone to the village to sign the contract for the land, and hadn't even measured the dimensions, but he went to order bricks and tiles. He was a bit ruthless.
Forget it, she has to go to the county anyway, so she still has time to go there tomorrow.
It’s this painting... Chen Chunhua felt that her greatest advantage in this life was that she had some self-knowledge. Looking at this weird painting, she didn’t think that Lin Guoqing or the bricklayer behind him could understand it.
Oh! Forget it! Let’s talk about it later!
Chen Chunhua wanted to tear up the cover and throw it away, but after thinking about it, she held back. Who knows, maybe there will be a genius who can understand it? Even if not, she can keep it and remind herself later.
After a while, the third and fourth children came back chasing each other. The oldest one came home and shouted, "Mom and Grandma, is there anything to eat?" The youngest one shouted, "Mom and Grandma, my third brother bullied me!"
Chen Chunhua felt a little overwhelmed, and she casually dealt with it and walked into the kitchen, "Grandma is not here, and Mom is busy. Whether it's eating or making trouble, you have to deal with it yourself."
Yesterday, Liang Shengdi exchanged a silver carp for 10 tung fish, and she felt that she had gotten a great deal. The problem was that silver carp was almost two yuan per catty on the market, while tung fish has always been a favorite of poor people because it is cheap.
Tung fish is a local dialect term, and its scientific name is Qingzhan fish. It's considered the cheapest seafood in waterside villages. The fish may not be large, but the meat is firm and will definitely fill you up. If you can't afford pork, you can definitely afford tung fish.
When crucian carp was a few cents a pound, it could be sold for a few cents. It only started to sell for more during the Lantern Festival. Liang Shengdi's silver carp could be sold for at least 10 yuan. If it were exchanged for tung oil fish, it would definitely make you vomit.
But this was Liang Shengdi's own business. Chen Chunhua would not care about the fish or the money. She just said, "Next time you meet this person selling dried fish, remember to be careful. These 10 tung fish are not big, so you might as well pay for it."
Liang Shengdi nodded happily and told Chen Chunhua that she wanted to eat pan-fried dishes, but it was not known whether she heard her or not.
I came back early yesterday and ate 5 of them. I have to finish the remaining 5 today, otherwise I won’t be able to eat them for a while.
Chen Chunhua cleaned the fish, cut off the head, made a few cuts on the body, washed it again, put it in a bowl and marinated it with soy sauce.
First, I steamed the rice, then made some stir-fried water chestnut shreds with mushrooms and a bowl of egg drop soup. Lin Shugan also came back, and they came back together on Lin Guoqing's tricycle.
Lin Guoqing told his wife with a grin that the bricks and tiles had been ordered and they could just go get them when the time came. Then Chen Chunhua took a breath and told him that it might not be enough and she could add more tomorrow.
Lin Guoqing was confused when he heard this, but before he could ask anything, he was driven out by Chen Chunhua.
"Don't block me up here. Go see if Mom has come back to pick up Shuying. If she does, I'll start frying the dried fish."
"You're not back so early..." Although he complained, his body was honest and walked out. He first strolled around the village, then slowly walked to the river where Liang Shengdi parked her boat. After sitting for 5 minutes, he saw the black-sailed boat swaying towards him.
What did he say? How accurate his calculations were!
"Mom! Shuying! Come here, give me the food. I'll carry it back and tell Chunhua to fry the fish. You guys take your time."
It was during dinner that Lin Shuying learned that her parents were going to night school. She was a little shocked. It seemed that every time she came home, her family would change a little. Everyone was working hard to make progress, but she was the only one...
No, she can do it too. The final exam is coming soon, and this time, she must not fall out of the top ten in the grade!
It was still a little late for them to start eating, and Chen Chunhua urged Lin Guoqing to eat quickly and leave as soon as possible. It was almost 6 o'clock, and it would take them another 50 minutes... no, an hour!
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