the next day.
Ye Yun was having breakfast when Tian Xiaohui rushed into the yard with two young girls he was dating.
"Sister-in-law! The October temple fair of Maolou Brigade has started! I heard that there is also a theatre troupe coming this year, and there are many fun things. Do you want to go?"
temple fair?
It was indeed a bit boring at home. Ye Yun turned her head and looked at Qin Zheng, "Do you want to go?"
Qin Zheng said: "If you want to go, let's go."
As he spoke, he broke the peeled egg in his hand into two halves, handed one half to her, put it in a bowl, mashed it with a spoon before placing it in front of her.
Look, how considerate.
If Ye Yun didn’t already have an egg in her hand that she hadn’t finished eating.
Before I finished the one in my hand, another half was stuffed into my mouth.
Qin Zheng saw her protest, smiled and nodded at her nose, and said gently: "Eggs are nutritious, eating them will make you strong."
All right.
Speaking of going to the temple fair, Ye Yun turned around to look for the fourth brother and the old lady. If she and Qin Zheng were not at home, they would have to be extra careful.
However, the door to the main room was empty.
Ye Yun then remembered that she had not seen the fourth brother and the old lady since she started fighting.
"Grandma wanted to go to the theater, so the fourth brother sent her there early in the morning." Qin Zheng explained.
So that's it.
Qin Zheng patted her head and said, "Let's eat first. After that, I'll take you there. I'm also going to Maolou to sell mung bean cakes today."
There are many people at the temple fair, and one day's business can equal that of several days in the town. Many new customers can be seen, and when the reputation of the mung bean cake becomes known, perhaps many people will go to the town specifically to buy their mung bean cakes.
This is what Qin Xiang'e thought.
So she started getting busy last night, making several times more mung bean cakes than usual, and rushed to Maolou early in the morning.
She has now changed her means of transportation for selling mung bean cakes from a 28-inch bicycle to a three-wheeled vehicle. The main reason is that the 28-inch bicycle is not large enough. The tricycle's pocket can hold more mung bean cakes, and the 28-inch bicycle is for the fourth child to ride.
No wonder.
Yesterday, Qin Xiang'e was busy until late at night. When Ye Yun got up in the middle of the night to go to the toilet, she saw her and Lao Si busy in the kitchen.
The annual temple fair is held in October, and people from all over the country are eager to squeeze in.
In the past, the management was strict and speculation was not allowed. If people wanted to buy something, they had to go to the supply and marketing cooperative in the town.
Later, when the system was relaxed, very few people went to towns or county towns. Having lived an honest life all their lives, most of them were accustomed to living in the mountains, guarding their one-third acre of land, and waiting for the annual temple fair to buy things for their families.
Since there are many kinds of things at the temple fair, it naturally becomes a place for material exchange.
Most adults bought farm tools for the family, such as shovels, pickaxes, sickles and carpentry tools.
The children joined in the fun.
Some families who are well-off or love their children will spend a few dollars to buy their children two new clothes for the New Year.
…
The place was bustling with people.
Ye Yun held Qin Zheng's hand tightly in hers. She followed behind him, watching him lead the way in front, and she followed Qin Zheng obediently.
In fact, she attended the October temple fair.
She was still young at that time and her grandfather was still alive.
Grandpa would hold her hand, walk her through the mountain roads for more than ten miles, and arrive at the bustling temple fair. He would spend two cents to buy her a bowl of jelly mixed with chili powder, and watch her eat it with relish, screaming from the spiciness and smiling with her eyes squinted.
On the way back, she acted like a spoiled child and didn't want to walk, so the old man put her in the bamboo basket on his back, let her squeeze in with the new things in the house and her new clothes, and carried her home on his back.
Unfortunately, before she could put on her new clothes, they were snatched away by Ye Xue by Liu Meilan.
Now, holding Qin Zheng's hand and walking in the bustling crowd again, she seemed to have returned to the time when her grandfather took her through the crowd at the temple fair.
At that time, she didn't know that she would experience so many complicated things in the future.
"Wife, do you want to eat jelly?"
Qin Zheng took her hand and stopped in front of a jelly stall. He lowered his head and asked her with a smile.
The boiler at the stall in front of me was frying jelly. The layer of oil and water poured on it made a sizzling sound. The jelly cut into small pieces was poured in, and it soon gave off a fragrant smell.
After sprinkling chili powder on it, it was served to the guests sitting under the shed at the back.
The stall owner was an old man in his fifties or sixties. When he saw Qin Zheng and her stop in front of the stall, he greeted them with a smile, just like he did many years ago: "Would you like a bowl of jelly? It's delicious!"
Qin Zheng said: "Give me one."
"Okay!"
The stall owner immediately agreed and quickly cut a portion of jelly and poured it into the pot.
Ye Yun was puzzled, "Aren't you going to eat?"
"I'll just eat what you leave behind." Qin Zheng replied naturally, raising his hand to gently pinch her face, "You had two eggs this morning and drank a bowl of chicken porridge, so you definitely can't finish this bowl of jelly. One bowl is enough for the two of us. When we go to the temple fair, we eat to taste the food. There are still a lot of delicious food waiting for us. Don't be greedy and eat too much, or you won't be able to taste the good things later."
Ye Yun blushed.
It wasn't like she insisted on eating it, it was clearly him who forced it on her.
Qin Zheng saw her protest and couldn't help laughing. "How can the food at home be the same as the food outside? The food at home is to supplement your nutrition, you must eat it, and the food outside is just a snack, just to taste it."
After that, he added considerately to the boss: "Boss, put less chili powder."
"Okay!"
The boss agreed and told them to sit in the back in a gruff voice amid the rising smoke.
Food stalls usually build a tent with a large cotton cloth behind the stall, and put a few small tables and stools on it to make it convenient for customers to sit down and eat.
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