Chapter 405 Is it like this lately?
Zhuang Qingning also used the same methods this time. Look at these people. Not only do they not show any disgust, they are also having a lot of fun.
Miao Hongjin didn't know what to say to these people for a moment.
Just as Miao Hongjin was shaking his head and sighing, lamenting that these people were so impulsive, there was a sudden cry of surprise from the other side.
When I looked up, I saw that it was Zhang who had won the final victory. She was happily showing off to everyone that she could invite Zhuang Qingning to her home for dinner.
"You said my fungus is small, but what's wrong with it being small? I'm just lucky."
Zhang held Zhuang Qingning's hand, her eyebrows raised with pride, "Let's go, don't worry about what they say, my fungus is really crisp and refreshing, add some chili and vinegar to cook, it's delicious."
Zhuang Qingning smiled and nodded, "Okay, let's try my aunt's cooking."
She didn't dislike anything and had an expression of great expectation. Zhang felt that Zhuang Qingning had a really good personality and she warmly pulled her home.
The remaining people looked at each other, sighed, and went home feeling depressed.
Zhang was a widow. A few years ago, her husband was driving a boat at the dock. The bottom of the boat was leaking. She followed others to the cabin to rush to move goods. Her foot accidentally got stuck in the water and she couldn't pull it out, so she drowned.
Although the ship owner compensated Zhang's family with a large sum of money, the death of Zhang's husband dealt a heavy blow to Zhang's parents-in-law. They both fell ill and were bedridden for many years, dependent on medicine.
Having to take care of her parents-in-law and her two young children, Zhang only had the energy to tend two acres of sweet potato fields to provide some for daily meals. The family had almost no income, but the money was spent like water.
By the time they died one after another, Zhang's family had become penniless and owed a lot of money to other families.
A woman raising two children aged six or seven could only farm at home and do some laundry to make ends meet. If she had a headache or a fever and spent some extra money, by the time the sweet potatoes were harvested, there would not be enough food at home.
Zhang was the poorest and most desperate person in the village.
But now, the sweet potato vermicelli workshop has been opened. In addition to farming, she can also work in the workshop. The wages she earns this month, plus the harvest from the fields, are definitely enough for her and her two children to eat and drink on a daily basis. If the momentum continues, she can get some dividends and save some money.
Keep it for the children to use as dowry or gift when they grow up.
Zhang felt that she saw hope, hope for life and hope for the future.
The one who gave her hope was not someone else but Zhuang Qingning.
Zhang absolutely believed that being able to invite Zhuang Qingning to her home for dinner today was a blessing from God, and she should thank Zhuang Qingning very much.
"Miss Zhuang, hurry up." Zhang pulled Zhuang Qingning into the yard and quickly moved a stool over, asking Zhuang Qingning to do it, while shouting, "Nizi, Erdan, come quickly and pour a bowl of water for your sister Zhuang."
"Also, didn't you take a few apples from your uncle's house a few days ago? Wash them and bring them over."
Two children, a boy and a girl, ran over in a hurry and called Zhuang Qingning "Sister" in a crisp and sweet voice.
Miao Ni hurriedly went to get the apples to wash as Zhang had asked, while Miao Erdan went to pour water and gave Zhuang Qingning a handful of dates. "Wild dates are not as delicious as cultivated ones, but they are also sweet. Try them, sister."
"Thank you." Looking at the two children who were thin but well-behaved and sensible, Zhuang Qingning's face was full of smiles.
"No, Sister Zhuang shouldn't thank us." Miao Ni waved her hands hastily, "Mother said that we are all blessed by Sister Zhuang, so we should thank Sister Zhuang."
"Sister Zhuang, please sit down and rest for a while. I'll go to the kitchen to light the fire."
Miao Ni paused and asked hesitantly, "Sister Zhuang, do you want to eat stewed sweet potatoes? I have some sweet potatoes from red soil at home, and they are very sweet when stewed."
After saying that, he looked at Zhuang Qingning somewhat embarrassedly.
It was obvious that she wanted to entertain Zhuang Qingning well, but she was afraid that she would not be able to present this thing to the public.
"Eat. I like braised sweet potatoes the most. One piece may not be enough. I need two pieces." Zhuang Qingning replied with a smile.
"Okay, then I'll stew three pieces." Seeing that Zhuang Qingning liked the stewed sweet potatoes very much, Miao Ni happily went into the kitchen and stuffed the washed sweet potatoes into the stove.
Zhang packed up her things and went into the kitchen to cook, while Zhuang Qingning looked around the yard.
The house was a bit dilapidated, and the earthen wall had become very short due to years of wind and rain. The so-called courtyard door was just a square block made of a few broken wooden boards nailed together at an angle.
But the yard was very clean. Even on the shabby door panels and window sills of the house, there was little dust. The clothes that Miao Ni and Miao Erdan were wearing, although shabby and patched, were also washed very clean.
It is obvious that Zhang is a very hardworking person.
Zhuang Qingning picked up the bowl, took a sip of water, and looked up to see Miao Erdan standing in the corner of the yard, looking over here from time to time.
He looked like he wanted to talk to Zhuang Qingning, but didn't dare.
Zhuang Qingning put down the bowl and waved to Miao Erdan, "How old are you?"
"Six years old." Miao Erdan replied.
"My sister has a younger sister who is eight years old this year." Zhuang Qingning said with a smile.
When Miao Erdan saw Zhuang Qingning talking to him and heard her gentle tone, he took two steps forward and tilted his head, "Then she is the same age as my sister."
"Really?" Zhuang Qingning said softly, "Then you are all about the same age. When we get the flight attendant to bring my sister over, she can play with you guys."
"Okay." When Miao Erdan heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up and he walked up to Zhuang Qingning in two steps.
Just two steps away from Zhuang Qingning, his legs went weak and he fell to his knees.
"Are you okay?" Zhuang Qingning was startled and hurried over to help him up. "Did you fall anywhere?"
"No, no." Miao Erdan hurriedly got up from the ground, patted the dirt off his clothes, and grinned, "I'm fine, I just suddenly felt my legs a little sore and weak."
Are your legs sore and weak?
Zhuang Qingning blinked, "Is it like this lately?"
"For a while now, I have felt some pain in my legs when I sleep at night," Miao Erdan replied.
Zhuang Qingning picked up Miao Erdan's hand and looked at his nails. Sure enough, the nails were a little gray and there were white marks on them.
It is obvious that Miao Erdan is a little calcium deficient.
When the family is poor for many years, the stomach may not be filled at any time, so the nutrition is naturally insufficient.
The weekend always passes by in a hurry, and tomorrow is the damn Monday again...
Heartache!
(End of this chapter)
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