What Baoya said did not come true. Although she tried hard to restrain herself, the food Feng Guizhi cooked was so delicious that she could not help but eat it every time, and her belly was bulging in the end.
In the end, Baoya could only knock his head in frustration and repeat it silently in his heart.
However, the bulging belly that Baoya had imagined never appeared. As time went by, he ate well and slept well every day, and slowly, the little bean-like Baoya grew a lot taller.
When Baoya first came to Old Song's house last year, he was short and thin, looking skin and bones. Now he has grown a little taller, and has gained flesh on his body and face. He looks white and tender, like a little dumpling carved from jade.
Four-year-old Baoya and six-year-old Yuanbao stood together. Yuanbao was only half a head taller than her. This discovery made Yuanbao very anxious.
He quickly ran to find Feng Guizhi: "Grandma, grandma, why is Xiaobao's sister growing taller, but I haven't grown yet? Grandma, I want to grow taller too!"
Yuanbao was extremely anxious, feeling that his authority as a brother was being challenged. Moreover, he was extremely worried. What if Baoya continued to grow like this, what if he became taller than him?
Thinking of this, Yuanbao was almost as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. No, no, he is the older brother, he can't be shorter than his sister Xiaobao.
Of course Feng Guizhi also noticed that Baoya had grown taller, but she didn't pay special attention to how much Baoya had grown. Now after hearing what Yuanbao said, Feng Guizhi looked at them carefully and found that Baoya was almost catching up with Yuanbao's height.
Especially the girl looks taller and the boy looks shorter, and at first glance they seem to be the same height.
However, it wasn't Baoya's fault for growing so fast, but Yuanbao's lack of growth that year. Feng Guizhi didn't find it strange, because Yuanbao's father was the same when he was a child. No matter how much he ate, he just didn't gain weight or grow taller. Even into his teens, he was half a head shorter than Song Aiguo and Song Aimin.
It was not until a few years later that they started to grow taller, so now Song Jianshe and Song Aiguo are about the same height.
Feng Guizhi thought to herself that Song Jianshe was not short, and Li Qingyan was also tall. She estimated that even if Yuanbao grew up, he wouldn't be much shorter. So she spoke to comfort Yuanbao:
"Don't worry, girls grow up early and boys grow up late, wait and see.
But you've started to grow taller, and by then you'll definitely be taller than Baoya."
"Then, when will I grow taller? How long will it take?" Yuanbao asked anxiously.
Feng Guizhi couldn't say for sure at this point, so she could only say, "If you eat more nutritious vegetables, you'll grow taller, but when you'll grow taller depends on how much vegetables you eat."
With this sentence, Yuanbao ate vegetables as the staple food for every meal.
Before, Yuanbao didn't like eating vegetables, especially green leafy ones. He rarely touched them and only ate things like garland chrysanthemums and chives. But now, fearing that Baoya would be taller than him, Yuanbao didn't care whether the vegetables tasted good or not and only ate green vegetables.
"Yuanbao, don't you dislike spinach? Why are you eating so much today?" Yun Duo said in surprise at Yuanbao, who was concentrating on eating. Yuanbao's behavior even made her a little suspicious. Could it be that the spinach fried today was particularly delicious?
Yun Duo couldn't help but look at the spinach in her bowl with some suspicion. Although it tasted good, it didn't seem to be this delicious, right?
Yuanbao looked up at Yun Duo when he heard the voice, but before he could say anything, his eyes slowly turned...resentful. He lowered his head again and began to shovel spinach into his mouth, each bite getting bigger.
No, he needs to eat more, more!
Because he suddenly found that Yun Duo was much taller than him. Although Yun Duo was his sixth sister and one year older than him, Yun Duo was half a head taller than him!
Yuanbao suddenly became a little withdrawn, and all he wanted was to eat more vegetables and grow taller as soon as possible.
However, after eating like this for a while, Yuanbao gave up sadly because he hadn't grown at all, and he had eaten too much during this period, and now he felt nauseous whenever he saw vegetables.
The plan to grow taller by eating vegetables was forced to stop.
.......
The days passed peacefully. Yuanbao temporarily gave up on growing taller and put this matter behind him. He felt that his life was much happier.
He still plays with Baoya every day. Sometimes the two little ones go to the back mountain together to look for Chen Yibei, sometimes they play with Erdan and others in the team, and sometimes they stay at home with Tiantian.
As we were playing, time passed by in a flash and it was June.
This was the busy farming season, and every household in the brigade was busy with the harvest, working busily every day.
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Everyone was busy, so Baoya and Yuanbao stopped playing and helped Feng Guizhi look after Tiantian every day, so that Feng Guizhi could have more time to busy herself with harvesting crops.
Song Jianye didn't go to Engineer Deng's place during this period. He went to work every day to harvest food. After all, the amount of food was related to the food rations of the entire team, as well as their own food rations.
Li Qingyan was still teaching in the county town, but Song Jianshe had returned. Instead of going to the fields, he helped with some chores at home.
The weather in June had already begun to heat up. The scorching sun hung high in the sky, scorching the earth. Beads of sweat covered everyone's face in the fields, and their clothes were soaked with sweat, but no one stopped. They all bent over to cut the golden wheat below.
Facing the earth and back to the sky, this is what they are like now.
After the grain was harvested, Song Yuangang stored it in the brigade's granary. Seeing that this year's harvest was much better than last year's, everyone in the brigade began to rejoice, their faces filled with the joy of a good harvest.
After the busiest days, the people in the team can finally take a breath and rest.
That evening, after returning from a meeting at the wheat field, Feng Guizhi went to the well and washed her face with cool water. After the heat in her body subsided, she turned and went into the kitchen to start cooking dinner for the family.
Chen Xiuxiu, Song Aiguo and the others were indeed exhausted during this period. Feng Guizhi thought that today was finally free, so she could cook some delicious food for the whole family and reward them.
Although the physical tiredness cannot be relieved, at least I will feel a lot better in my heart.
Feng Guizhi first rolled out the noodles. The noodles made by hand are particularly chewy and taste more fragrant. After cutting the noodles and setting them aside, Feng Guizhi took the remaining half dough and began to roll it out.
Apply oil, put the fillings, fold it up and seal it, then fry it in a pan with hot oil, and the aroma will come out immediately.
"Smells so good! Grandma made us something delicious!"
Yuanbao was the first one to smell the fragrance. As soon as he said that, the other kids also sniffed hard.
"I smell it too~!"
"I smell it too! It smells so good, I want to eat it right now!"
"I saw some noodles. Did grandma make some hand-rolled noodles for us? I love them!"
"And me, and me, I want to eat two bowls today! No, I have to eat three bowls!"
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I have been very busy during this period. The children at home are either going to school or delivering water and meals. When I have free time, I have to go to the fields to pick up wheat ears. Anyway, I am very busy.
Moreover, Feng Guizhi was also very tired these past few days, so she just made a simple pot and the whole family ate it to fill their stomachs. Therefore, the children in the family were also very greedy, and they could not help swallowing their saliva just by smelling it.
Before long, the fire under the pot went out and the people in the Song family started to eat dinner.
Today's dinner was quite sumptuous: a pot of hand-rolled noodles, a pot of loofah and egg soup, a plate of mashed cucumbers with garlic, and a large plate of vermicelli and egg pancakes. Feng Guizhi made a lot, enough for the whole family to eat.
If there was pork available, Feng Guizhi would have no qualms about using it and would have made half a basket of meat patties. She would have fried the skin until it was crispy, but not too greasy. Then, with a bite, the meat filling would fill her mouth, which was absolutely delicious.
However, there was no pork at home, so Feng Guizhi had to use vermicelli instead. Although it didn't taste as strong as meat filling, it was still full of freshness and fragrance, making people feel extremely satisfied.
They were all eaten by the family, especially Feng Guizhi, who thought about the hard work of Chen Xiuxiu, Song Aiguo and others in the harvest, so she didn't feel sorry for the ingredients. The dish was full and the skin was fried crispy. You could even see the oil on it, which made them absolutely enjoy the food and leave a lingering aftertaste.
Paired with a big bowl of fragrant hand-rolled noodles and a bite of crisp cucumber, my appetite feels whetted.
"This vermicelli pancake smells so good when fried. There's so much stuffing inside. I feel so good eating it." Song Aiguo sighed, feeling that his fatigue was relieved a lot.
"My favorite is the hand-rolled noodles made by my mother. They are so delicious." Song Aimin also said.
Sun Suyun: "I used to think about learning how to make hand-rolled noodles from my mom, but then I decided not to waste white flour. Even though the method is the same, it's still not as delicious as my mom's. I don't know why."
"That's right, I thought so too. Seeing how delicious my mother's cooking was, I wanted to learn from her. But the eggplant with fish sauce, although not bad, just didn't have the fragrance that my mother made."
"It's really impossible for ordinary people to learn my mother's craftsmanship."
Listening to the praise from her son and daughter-in-law, Feng Guizhi scolded with a smile: "Don't
That's a nice thing to say, but are you afraid that I won't give you food in the future?"
"Even if mom doesn't give us food, we have to come here every day, otherwise we won't be able to eat it, right?" Song Jianshe on the side also said with a smile.
"That's right." Chen Xiuxiu agreed.
After talking for a while, Song Aimin exhaled and said, "The harvest is over, and now I can finally take a break."
"Yeah, my waist has started to hurt these past two days."
"Besides, the grain harvest this year is good, which is great."
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After a hearty meal, the Song family sat in the main hall for a while, chatting. After digesting their food, they each returned to their rooms. After a quick wash, they went to bed and soon fell into a deep sleep.
The tiring harvest was over, and the people in the brigade were even dreaming sweet dreams. They toiled every day just for that little bit of food.
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