Zhao Zhenzhu held Zhou Yunyun's hand and followed the crowd forward.
There are many street stalls on both sides of the street.
There are people selling brooms, baskets, baskets and other bamboo products; there are people selling sweet potatoes, corn, soybeans, peanuts and other agricultural products; there are people selling eggs, chickens, ducks, geese and other poultry; there are also people pushing carts to sell soybean milk and fried dough sticks...
Most of the people going to the market had smiles on their faces.
Most farmers are simple and honest people. As long as they have surplus food at home and some money in their pockets, they feel that life is happy.
"Mom, it smells so good!" Zhou Yunyun said, shrugged her nose.
The smell of fried food wafted through the air.
Zhao Zhenzhu and her daughter walked forward following the fragrance and saw a small stall on the side of the road.
There is a small iron pot on the small iron stove, with a few sizzling pancakes floating in the pot, and the aroma is fragrant.
There was a piece of paper stuck on the iron stove, which read: Oil cakes are three cents each, five cents for two.
"Mom, I want to eat this. Is it okay?" Zhou Yunyun pointed to the pancake in the frying pan, her eyes full of desire.
Before going out, Zhao Zhenzhu said that Zhou Yunyun could choose something she liked to buy.
"Okay." Zhao Zhenzhu agreed.
Zhou Yunyun is just a little over three years old, and it is a child’s nature to love eating.
Zhao Zhenzhu took Zhou Yunyun's hand and walked to the stall.
The woman selling oil cakes looked to be in her sixties, with gray hair and a slightly hunched back.
"Grandma Hua, give me two oil cakes." Zhao Zhenzhu took out five cents from her pocket and handed it to the old woman.
"Zhenzhu, I haven't seen you for a long time. Are you coming to the town to attend the market today?" Grandma Hua smiled happily when she saw Zhao Zhenzhu.
"The busy farming season is over, so I'm taking the children back to my parents' home to stay for a few days," Zhao Zhenzhu said with a smile.
Zhao Zhenzhu is very familiar with Grandma Hua.
Granny Hua's home was also in the town. Her home was not far from Zhao's, just across an alley.
Fried pancakes are a craft passed down from Grandma Hua’s ancestors.
Before Zhao Zhenzhu got married, every market day when Granny Hua set up her stall, Zhao Zhenzhu would run over to buy a fried cake to eat.
"Is this your daughter? So cute. The fried dough cakes are free, grandma will treat you to some." Grandma Hua shook her hand, wrapped two fried dough cakes in paper and handed them to Zhao Zhenzhu.
"Grandma Hua, if you don't want the money, I don't want it." Zhao Zhenzhu insisted on giving the money.
Grandma Hua's family does not live well.
Granny Hua's son was too weak to do heavy work, and her daughter-in-law ran away shortly after giving birth.
Even at such an old age, Grandma Hua still sets up a stall to sell oil cakes on market days, just to save money for her grandson to marry a wife.
"Pearl, grandma wants to ask you for help with something. If you don't eat her fried cakes, grandma won't be able to ask for help!" Grandma Hua blinked and said.
"Grandma Hua, I'm going to stay at my parents' for about ten days. If you have any problems, just come to me. I will help if I can. You can't refuse the money for the oil cakes." Zhao Zhenzhu stuffed the money into the cloth bag hanging on Grandma Hua's chest.
Grandma Hua only earned hard-earned money. Her life was already hard enough, and Zhao Zhenzhu couldn't take advantage of her.
Zhao Zhenzhu said casually, "I've been living in my mother's house for more than ten days."
In this day and age, it is a great privilege for a married girl to be able to return to her parents' home and stay for ten days or so.
If Zhao Zhenzhu said on the street that she would live in her parents' home from now on, people would gossip about her. In less than two days, the news that "Zhao Qingshan's daughter was kicked out by her husband's family" would spread throughout Taohua Town.
"Okay, I'll come see you tomorrow." Grandma Hua took out the money from her pocket and wanted to chase after Zhao Zhenzhu and return it to her.
Zhao Zhenzhu quickly pulled Zhou Yunyun away.
At this time, someone else came to buy oil cakes.
Granny Hua couldn't chase her anymore, so she put the money back into the bag and praised her: "Zhenzhu has been kind since she was little."
Zhao Zhenzhu took her daughter's hand and walked to a place with fewer people before starting to eat the fried dough cakes.
The fried pancakes from Granny Hua's house are the size of a palm, with chopped green onions inside, fried crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Take a bite and you can swallow it with your tongue.
"Mom, the fried cake is so delicious!" Zhou Yunyun praised after swallowing a bite of the fried cake.
"This is Grandma Hua's unique craft. You're in for a treat today!" Zhao Zhenzhu reached out and touched her daughter's nose, saying with a smile.
"Well, Yunyun is blessed. Mom is blessed too." Zhou Yunyun didn't understand what the three words "blessed" meant. She only knew it was a nice word. While praising herself, she didn't forget to mention her mother as well.
"Yes, mom is also enjoying the feast, and so are we." Zhao Zhenzhu smiled.
Zhao Zhenzhu was very satisfied that she could still eat the delicious food in her memory after two lifetimes.
The mother and daughter were laughing and taking turns to eat the fried cakes. Soon they had finished all the fried cakes in their hands.
"Mom, I want to eat more fried dough cakes. Can you buy another one?" Zhou Yunyun blinked and looked at Zhao Zhenzhu, her eyes full of desire.
"Baby, no. You can only eat one oil cake today." Zhao Zhenzhu refused.
Fried food can easily cause indigestion, so for the sake of health, Zhao Zhenzhu certainly couldn't let Zhou Yunyun eat as much as she wanted.
"Mom, but my little tummy says it's still hungry." Zhou Yunyun pouted.
"There are so many delicious foods at the market! If you eat too many fried cakes, you won't be able to eat anything else later. Mommy will take you to eat wontons later, okay?" Zhao Zhenzhu asked.
"Is it better than fried dough cakes?" Zhou Yunyun was still thinking about her fried dough cakes.
"Almost the same, just as delicious." Zhao Zhenzhu said with a smile.
"Great, great! Let's go eat wontons." Zhou Yunyun clapped her hands happily.
Zhou Yunyun is very satisfied with her current life.
There are many delicious foods at my grandma's house. There are also many delicious foods on the street. I can no longer hear my grandma Ding Ermei scolding me.
After Zhao Zhenzhu took out a handkerchief to wipe her own and her daughter's hands, she continued to hold her daughter's hand and walked forward.
Not far away, Zhou Jiaxiang stared at Zhao Zhenzhu and her daughter with wide eyes.
Zhou Jiaxiang saw Zhao Zhenzhu and her daughter eating fried dough cakes.
During the days when Zhao Zhenzhu returned to her parents' home, Zhou Jiaxiang was often scolded by Ding Ermei. He also often heard Ding Ermei scold Zhao Zhenzhu.
The last time Zhao Zhenzhu slapped Zhou Jiaxiang, he felt very humiliated.
Zhou Jiaxiang couldn't bring himself to ask for food from someone he hated.
Seeing Zhao Zhenzhu and her daughter eating the food with relish, Zhou Jiaxiang's saliva was almost flowing.
Zhao Zhenzhu and her daughter finished their fried dough cakes and left. Zhou Jiaxiang was about to follow them.
The fried dough cake is all gone. Maybe when Third Aunt sees him later, she will let him have a small wonton instead?
Not far away, Ding Ermei, who was setting up a stall, turned her head and saw Zhou Jiaxiang walking away. She shouted hurriedly: "Jiaxiang! Zhou Jiaxiang! Come back here!"
Zhou Jiaxiang had no choice but to turn around and slowly walk to Ding Ermei.
"I told you at home not to run around, why didn't you listen? Are your ears just for decoration?" Ding Ermei stretched out her finger, poked Zhou Jiaxiang's forehead hard, and cursed.
Zhou Jiaxiang pursed his lips and said nothing.
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