Is this the sun rising from the west, or is it red rain falling from the sky?
"There are only two of us in my family. If it wasn't Jingjing who did it, who else could it be?"
Zhou Lanping doesn't like others looking down on her daughter at all. No matter how good other people's children are, they are still other people's children. No matter how wrong her own daughter's is, she is still her baby. Besides, her daughter Jingjing is not really useless. Look, the braised pork ribs she cooks are so delicious.
She walked with a swagger and a proud look on her face, holding the bowl and going to Grandma Wang.
When Wang Dongdong, the grandson of Grandma Wang, saw the ribs, he started drooling and grabbed them with one hand. Grandma Wang wanted to stop him, but it was too late. Wang Dongdong almost wolfed down the ribs. While eating in his mouth, he also kept an eye on the ribs in the bowl, fearing that someone else would take another piece.
"well……"
What else could Grandma Wang say? Since she had already eaten all this, she couldn't possibly spit it out, right?
"Auntie Wang, why are you still being so polite to me? You haven't given my family less food. I eat at your house, and these dozens of bowls of spare ribs are not enough."
Zhou Lanping knew what Wang Po wanted to say, so he quickly interrupted her. Otherwise, if she kept pushing it back and forth, the food would get cold.
"Look at how polite you are. We are all neighbors. If I don't help you, who else can I help?"
Although Grandma Wang said this, when she saw her grandson eating so happily, her eyes were about to burst into smiles. The child has been picky about food recently, refusing to eat this or that. Now that he finally had something to eat that was so delicious, she couldn't snatch the food from his mouth.
"Auntie Wang, I'll go back first. As for this bowl..."
Zhou Lanping was still thinking about her own bowl. Her family didn't have that many bowls. If one was missing, it would seem like she would have nothing left to hold her rice.
"I'll bring you the bowl later."
Granny Wang thought the broth was delicious, so she dipped the steamed bun in it and ate it, then washed it and returned it to the owner.
Smiling Grandma Wang sent Zhou Lanping out and stuffed a big apple into Zhou Lanping's hand. Apples were a rare commodity these days. The reason Grandma Wang's family could have big apples to eat was because her son worked in the provincial capital and could often bring back some rare things.
Zhou Lanping really didn't want this big apple at first. She felt unworthy of such an expensive thing. But when she thought of Liu Liang, she had no choice but to shamelessly take the apple back.
She hid the apple in her sleeve and ran into her home like a thief. Only after she closed the door did she pat her chest.
"Jingjing, look what did your mother bring back for you?"
She took out the big apple from her sleeve as if she was offering a treasure and placed it in front of Liu Jing. "Put it in your schoolbag and take it to school tomorrow."
She looked at her daughter in a flattering manner, fearing that she would refuse.
Liu Jing reached out and took the apple, but seemed a little thoughtful.
Fruits were very expensive in those days, especially here, where apples were not produced, so apples at that time were really not something a family like theirs could afford.
It is possible that one apple can buy a pound of pork ribs.
One apple and one pound of pork ribs.
After a time when one hundred yuan could buy two kilograms of meat, the current price of meat makes her jealous.
If possible, she would like ribs instead of apples.
She took the apple in front of her and smelled it. The apple skin was a little wrinkled, maybe it had been stored for a long time and was not fresh, but the taste should be good, it was a sweet apple flavor.
Also, she has to eat at school tomorrow. She seems not to have told Zhou Lanping yet that she doesn't want to go to that school anymore. Why should she go there when there is a teacher who targets her everywhere and looks down on her?
However, she has not planned to tell Zhou Lanping about these things. She wants to be quiet for a few days and calm down. At the moment, she also wants to figure out why she was reborn?
No matter what the reason is.
She was grateful to God for allowing her to live again, to live in an era with her mother.
"Jingjing, aren't you going to do your homework? Well, we don't have many bowls left."
Zhou Lanping asked Liu Jing carefully, this was not like her personality. She slammed doors and smashed bowls yesterday, and almost smashed all the bowls in the house. What would she smash today?
Could you please stop breaking bowls? If you do, there will be no more bowls left to use at home.
Liu Liang stood up and was about to leave when she turned around and picked up the apple, although it was wilted.
When Zhou Lanping saw Liu Liang taking the apple away, he couldn't help but smile.
As long as she likes it, yes, as long as she likes it, it’s good. It’s rare that this child has something she likes. She doesn’t have the ability to buy her any good things.
Finally, the child has something she likes, and she is happy too, even happier than if she were to eat it herself.
After Liu Liang closed the door of her room, Zhou Lanping took the things he brought back, put them on the table, and took out the student homework and textbooks.
She has to correct these homeworks and prepare for tomorrow's class.
It's a small lamp, not very bright, but this lamp has accompanied Zhou Lanping for a long time. She has been a primary school teacher for nearly ten years by relying on this lamp.
The door opened gently again, and Liu Jing stood at the door, still holding the wilted apple in her hand, her eyes slightly deep.
A small electric light illuminated the table a little brightly. Zhou Lanping was still sitting there organizing the classes for tomorrow. It was already around ten o'clock in the evening.
There was no TV in the house, and there were no special sounds, only the occasional rustling sound of the pen in her hand touching the paper.
She was so focused that she didn't hear the sound of the door opening.
Until a bowl was placed in front of her.
Only then did she realize it and raised her face. When she saw Liu Jing's face, which was 50% similar to hers, she couldn't help but grin. Only now did she understand why she lacked that sense of intimacy towards Xu Jiajia.
It turns out that there is a lack of blood, a lack of similarity, and therefore a lack of intimacy.
This feeling of blood connection is both grateful and touching.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Zhou Lanping thought Liu Jing had gone to bed early. Children can't stay up late, and Liu Jing always goes to bed early. As for homework, she doesn't let her mother take care of it. She thought she should have finished it.
"I'll be asleep soon."
Liu Liang pushed the bowl in front of Zhou Lanping. Her slightly drooping eyelashes blocked too many things. When she raised her eyelids, her black eyes were clear as water again. Her pupils were bigger and darker than others, so they looked dark, and it was a little hard to tell what she was thinking.
"You drink this."
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