Chapter 187 Happy National Day
Before moving to the county town, Feng Guizhi and her family were thinking about having their younger children join the class. By then, they would be in a class with unfamiliar classmates and might not be able to adapt.
However, thinking that the seven of them were all in the same school, and that Li Qingyan was there, she felt a little relieved. The only one she was a little worried about was Yuanbao. After all, he was the youngest and in the first grade alone. Feng Guizhi even told the other children to check outside his class more often during breaks.
However, unexpectedly, not only did the thing I worried about not happen, but Yuanbao was even more popular in the class than his other brothers.
It was during the break, and a group of people gathered around Yuanbao's seat, all listening intently as he talked about his time in the Red Flag Production Brigade.
Most of the students in the class had lived in the county town since childhood and were accustomed to everything in the county town. Therefore, they were particularly interested in the unfamiliar production brigade. In particular, what Yuanbao described was something they had never experienced, so they were all very curious.
"It's February now, and March is almost here. My grandma, my uncle, my aunt, and the others all go to work in the fields... but there's not much work to do at this time..."
"Have you ever eaten Sophora japonica flowers? It's a Sophora japonica tree that grows a ton of flowers. You can cook them and eat them. You can fry them with eggs, or make them into pancakes. My favorite is..."
"There's an old locust tree at the entrance of our brigade's village. My grandma said it's been there for decades... Last year, my sister, my grandma, and I went to pick locust flowers together. Then... my grandma would steam the flowers in a pot and mix them with the sauce she'd prepared. It was incredibly delicious!"
"And more..."
Yuanbao likes to eat it himself. When he talked about it, he couldn't help licking his lips when he recalled the deliciousness of steamed locust flowers. His description was particularly contagious, and the classmates around him swallowed their saliva and wished they could go home and ask their grandmother to make locust flowers for them.
Hearing what they said, Yuanbao shook his head and said, "Not yet. The locust flowers won't bloom until April, and then we can pick and eat them."
Upon hearing this, everyone in the circle frowned, feeling extremely regretful, and secretly wishing that April would arrive quickly.
"When I got home, I asked my grandma to make it for me as soon as the Sophora japonica flowers were ready to eat.
eat! "
"I want one too, but I don't know where I can find a locust tree."
"My dad will definitely find the locust tree. Then I'll eat locust flowers every day. I want to eat them steamed and fried!"
"But, Yuanbao, are Sophora japonica flowers really that delicious?"
“…”
Yuan Bao looked at him, frowned, shook his head and said, "You'll know after you eat it. By then you'll only have one thought -"
The students around him widened their eyes in curiosity: "What's the idea?"
"I hate that my stomach is too small and I can't eat more." Yuanbao said this with a look of regret on his face. This is what he thought every time he ate the delicious food cooked by Feng Guizhi.
After hearing what he said, the people around him became even more curious. Their hearts were like cats scratching, and they didn't want to wait even for half a second. But there was really nothing they could do. After all, it was not yet the season for the locust flowers to grow.
At this time, Wang Ziyu, who was sitting in his seat reading a comic book, couldn't help but snort: "What's so delicious about something grown on a tree? No matter how delicious it is, it's not as delicious as meat. I guess you've never eaten meat in the team, so you think that thing is delicious."
The others who were close to Wang Ziyu also echoed, "That's right. No matter how delicious it is, can it be as delicious as meat? Speaking of which, Song Yuanbao, you've probably never had braised pork, right?"
"My grandma made me braised pork yesterday. It was so delicious!"
"My family also fried pork yesterday. This morning, my dad bought me two big meat buns from a state-owned restaurant. They were so delicious."
"Song Yuanbao, you probably haven't eaten these before, right?"
"Hahahahahahahahahaha... He must have never eaten it, otherwise why would he think that Sophora japonica flower is delicious."
Yuanbao frowned, watching Wang Ziyu and the others grow increasingly angry. "I like my grandma's braised pork, and I also like her steamed locust flowers. Isn't that okay? Meat isn't the only thing that's delicious. Besides, you've never tasted locust flowers, have you? Why are you talking nonsense?"
"My grandma's cooking is better than your braised pork even without meat!" Yuanbao said, turning his head away and not bothering to pay attention to them.
But Wang Ziyu and the others didn't let it go so easily: "Tsk, I think you're the one telling lies. The meat is obviously delicious!"
"That's right, your crappy locust flowers are definitely not as delicious as meat!"
"You're lying. You must have never eaten braised pork before."
“…”
Yuanbao was not willing to be outdone, and the two sides began arguing, their voices getting louder and louder. Each side argued for their own reasons, and no one was willing to back down.
Wang Ziyu had never argued with anyone like this since he became the squad leader last year. Especially since Yuanbao was such a sharp talker, none of them could even win over him. He got angry and stood up and walked over to Yuanbao. He was a bit tall to begin with, and when he stood next to Yuanbao, he was more than half a head taller than him.
Wang Ziyu couldn't help but feel a little proud, and deliberately said: "Little dwarf, seeing how short you are, you must have never eaten meat!"
Yuanbao has a bad temper, but he wouldn't cause trouble. However, Wang Ziyu deliberately mocked him and patted his head to compare his height. Yuanbao was so angry that he pushed him.
"You're short! Don't touch me!"
Unexpectedly, Wang Ziyu was caught off guard and did not expect Yuanbao to be so strong. He did not react for a while and staggered a few steps and fell on the stool behind him, and then fell to the ground. Instantly, he felt a burning pain in his elbow.
After all, he was just a first-grade student. Wang Ziyu felt severe pain in his elbow and couldn't help but burst into tears.
When Teacher Sun entered the classroom, he saw Wang Ziyu crying loudly and was stunned.
At this time, Wang Ziyu saw Teacher Sun coming in. As if he had found someone to back him up, he pointed at Yuanbao and started to complain loudly: "Teacher, Song Yuanbao hit someone!"
"Teacher, that's not the case. Yuanbao didn't hit anyone."
"Stop talking nonsense! We all saw it just now. Song Yuanbao hit someone!"
"You are the one who lied. It was obviously you who mentioned Yuanbao first..." The two sides started arguing again. You said one thing after another, each arguing about his own point.
Teacher Sun quickly stopped them. Seeing that the class could not be taught, she went out to find the math teacher to discuss changing the class. Then she called Wang Ziyu and Yuanbao, the two parties involved, out for a separate talk and found out what had happened.
To be honest, Wang Ziyu was definitely wrong first, but Yuanbao was also wrong for pushing someone later, so Teacher Sun made some adjustments and told them their respective mistakes.
Yuanbao's anger came and went quickly, and he turned his head and put the matter behind him. Anyway, his grandmother's cooking is delicious, and the steamed locust flowers are even more delicious. They are unlucky if they can't eat them. When April comes and the locust flowers bloom, he will call him
Steamed Sophora japonica flowers with milk, he will bring them to school and share them with Wang Dayu and the others, but I won’t let him taste them, humph!
......
Li Qingyan soon heard about this, but she didn't pay much attention to it. As long as things between children weren't too extreme, there was no need for her to intervene, otherwise it would have the opposite effect. Besides, Teacher Sun had already adjusted the situation, so she didn't pay too much attention to it.
After school, Li Qingyan still had some homework to correct and she had something to discuss with other teachers, so the children went home together after school. On the way, Yuanbao couldn't help but ask:
"Big Brother, Second Brother, do you think steamed locust flowers with milk are delicious?"
Of course, the brothers all nodded: "Of course it's delicious, everything our grandma cooks is delicious!"
"Yes, milk tastes good in everything, and steamed locust flowers are especially delicious!"
Yuanbao nodded in agreement: "I think so too. So, which do you think is better, steamed locust flowers or braised pork?"
"It's hard to compare these two. I think they both taste good." Bowen said after thinking for a while.
Braised pork is certainly delicious, but eating too much will make you sick of it, and Sophora japonica flowers are only available a few days a year, so the rarer they are, the more precious they are. So when comparing the two, it's hard to say which is better.
Bowen added: "Also, everyone's taste is different. Some people may think braised pork is more delicious, while others may think steamed locust flowers are more fragrant."
Yuanbao also thought so, so when he thought of what Wang Ziyu and the others said, he felt that they were really stupid. They didn’t even know this and only thought that meat was delicious.
The kids chatted and laughed all the way home, and Yuanbao had put the matter behind him.
Feng Guizhi was cooking in the kitchen. Baoya and Tiantian were watching on the side. When they heard some noise outside, they ran out together to greet their brothers.
Not long after, Chen Xiuxiu, Li Qingyan and Song Aimin also came back. The fragrant smoke kept floating up into the sky, and soon the whole family sat in the main room and ate a hot dinner.
"Wow, it smells so good~!"
"It's chicken!" The eyes of the little ones lit up as they looked at the bowl in front of them.
Tonight we had shredded chicken noodles. The chicken was a bit old and didn't lay many eggs, so Feng Guizhi simply killed it. This old hen weighed nearly three pounds. In the afternoon, Song Jianye plucked the feathers from it. Feng Guizhi then stewed it in the pot for several hours until the meat was very tender.
It tastes so delicious the first time you take a bite.
Stew the fragrant old hen soup, add some water and some ingredients, then put the noodles in, tear some good meat, and it will be full of flavor. Especially after eating the noodles and chicken, drink the soup in the bowl, it is the most delicious.
“It smells so good!”
"Grandma, the food you cook is so delicious!"
"I want another half bowl!"
Feng Guizhi smiled and said, "It's delicious. Eat as much as you can.
The little ones yelped and buried their heads in their food, not even having time to talk. Baoya's little face was also buried in the bowl, slurping the noodles with a look of satisfaction.
Seeing them eating happily, Feng Guizhi also felt satisfied. She held Tiantian in her arms and fed her noodles. Tiantian ate so eagerly that she almost grabbed them with her hands.
"Noodles, eat!"
"Okay, give the milk to Tiantian. This bowl is all sweet. Don't worry, no one will snatch it from our Tiantian." Feng Guizhi coaxed softly.
Song Jianshe, who was standing by, couldn't help but scratch his daughter's nose: "What a greedy little cat. I don't know who she takes after."
Li Qingyan glanced at him, her eyes speaking volumes: "She just takes after her father."
Chen Xiuxiu, Yang Yulan and the others all laughed and started jokingly following suit.
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Now that the house was mostly furnished, the next step was to focus on work. However, Feng Guizhi knew that this couldn't be rushed. So, she didn't say anything to put pressure on Song Jianshe.
Over the past two days, while Song Jianshe was busy looking for a job, he also went through the household registration process. He officially moved from the Hongqi Production Brigade to the county town. Since he had already bought a house and completed the transfer procedures, the transfer went relatively smoothly.
Next, just focus on solving work issues.
Now Song Jianshe’s favorite job is still to work in a textile factory. Firstly, his two sisters-in-law like it, and secondly, they are indeed suitable for it.
It was a coincidence that he was just thinking of going to the textile factory after work, and he ran into an "acquaintance".
The author has something to say: Going home was indeed my doom. I brought my notebook with me, but who knew something would go wrong. If there is still a series next year during National Day, I will definitely not go home!
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