She didn't prepare anything for her grandmother's birthday, and her grandmother didn't blame her. But Yu Huan still wanted to make it up to her grandmother.
So he took out the pocket money he had saved for a long time, scraped it together, and asked his classmate who lived in town to buy him a very good peach wood comb.
My grandma is old and usually wears plain clothes, but she dresses neatly every day and looks very energetic.
The peach wood comb is simply carved with auspicious cloud patterns, one circle after another, and wherever the auspicious clouds point, blessings will come.
Grandma kept saying why buy this thing, she didn't need it, but she was happy to hold the comb and comb her hair in front of the mirror.
The grandparents and grandchildren snuggled under the sycamore tree in the yard and chatted.
Grandma asked her how her studies were going and whether what the teacher was teaching was difficult.
Yu Huan said that when she was admitted to a big city, she would give her grandmother good clothes and shoes, let her eat roast chicken for every meal, and let the whole family live in a big house.
One dream after another flew out of the sky.
Grandma was coaxed into laughing so hard that she couldn't stop.
In the next yard, Zhao Yang was standing against the wall with a pair of scissors in his hand. He originally wanted to trim the branches of the persimmon tree, but he didn't expect to hear them talking by accident.
Yu Huan, who threw a tantrum and refused to accept her child marriage, Yu Huan who felt tired even walking, Yu Huan who cried "Grandma, help me" as soon as she came back, Yu Huan whose cheeks were stuffed full...
This is all her.
She also has a good side to people.
She just hated him so much.
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Fu Shengtang always asked Yu Huan to come and play with her, and she would come over after school. Zhao Yang often brought people to work at Fu's house, so the two of them would see each other every day.
Yu Huan still remembered her mission and wanted to stay away from the male protagonist in her heart. When they met, she just snorted left and right, and she didn't look happy at all.
The weather was hot and the workers working under the sun were all sweating profusely. A bucket of mung bean soup was boiled in the kitchen to help them cool down and quench their thirst.
The plump mung beans are cooked until they become sandy and the fragrance of the mung beans themselves is present in the soup. Not only is the soup delicious, but the mung beans underneath are also soft and sticky.
It was originally prepared for the workers, but when Yu Huan saw it, he thought it tasted good and stared at it eagerly.
Fu Shengtang was at a loss for words and told her to get a bowl and serve herself if she wanted to drink.
The bucket is placed under the eaves.
Zhao Yang, who hadn't come down from the roof all morning, suddenly climbed down the ladder. Someone said to him, "Brother, you've been busy all morning. I haven't seen you take a break yet."
He just said "hmm", wiped the sweat off his face with a handkerchief, picked up the bowl on the steps, and walked over to get some mung bean soup.
Unexpectedly, a slender, white arm stretched out and took the long spoon for the soup.
There was no need to look closely. He only needed to lower his eyes and see the blurry silhouette of that pretty and delicate figure who was always indifferent and disgusted towards him, and he would know who it was.
Zhao Yang was quite self-aware and didn't rush to cause trouble. He just stood there waiting.
Yu Huan didn't even look at him and went into the house with the soup.
Zhao Yang picked up the long spoon and scooped half of the soup, and suddenly realized that this was the one she had used.
She had just been holding onto the same spot he was holding onto now. It was a hot summer day, and the sun was shining brightly.
Perhaps because it had been outside for too long, the handle of the spoon suddenly felt hot to the touch.
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There were several books on Fu Shengtang's desk. Yu Huan thought they were books, so he asked and found out they were account books.
Fu Shengtang took it and taught her how to read it, what was income and expenditure, what was balance, and there were densely packed small characters. The smell of ink hit her in the face, and she couldn't help feeling dizzy after just a few glances.
Yu Huan begged for mercy very quickly, saying that he didn't understand this.
"Even if I don't understand, it's good to learn a little," said Fu Shengtang.
Yu Huan said, "But I still have to study. I study hard every day. My mind is already full. I can't bear to read this."
She spoke so earnestly that it was impossible to refuse her.
"Okay, okay, just play whatever you want." Fu Shengtang agreed with her.
Yu Huan looked at Fu Shengtang who never left the house, and then looked at Zhao Yang who was working hard outside. He was a little skeptical whether these two people could really get together?
"That's the script." The smooth sailing of this world gave the system renewed confidence, and it replied, "The young lady and the strongman, a match made in heaven."
“But they didn’t seem to say anything…”
"What do you know? There has to be some secret collusion to create excitement and tension. How can a supporting actress like you understand the relationship between the male and female protagonists?" The system said firmly.
Okay.
Yu Huan put the matter behind her first, since it was none of her business anyway.
She was more interested in the TV installed in Fu Shengtang's room. She fiddled with it for a while, not thinking about what good movies could be on TV at that time. Unexpectedly, she started watching it and became more and more addicted, not even saying a word.
Fu Shengtang called her a few times, walked over and tapped her head, and said with a half-smile, "Is your head full? Can't hold it in anymore?"
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When finishing work, the man who had chatted with Zhao Yang during the day came over again and said in a friendly manner: "Brother Zhao, this job will be completed in two days. When you take on another job next time, please take me with you."
"No." Zhao Yang said calmly, "I plan to do something else."
The man was surprised and said, "Not taking it anymore? Oh, I think I can earn quite a bit doing this, but it's a bit tiring. Are you really not taking it anymore?"
"Let's do some small business." Zhao Yang replied.
"Oh, okay, brother, you are smart and can do it." The man complimented him, but he did not agree in his heart. He felt that the risk of doing business was not small.
Zhao Yang saw it, but without saying anything else, he just waved his hand and went home.
When Yu Huan returned home in the evening, he found out that his parents had received their wages and brought back some delicious food.
A piece of pig's head with alternating fat and lean meat, the fat is fragrant but not greasy, and the lean meat is soft, tough and tender.
Grandma took it into the kitchen and asked Yu Huan and Zhang Pingle to pick two or three prickly cucumbers from the cucumber vines in the corner.
Wash fresh and tender cucumbers with well water, and pound them into pieces on the chopping board. The unique fragrance of cucumbers will come out. Mix them with sliced pork head and mix them with vinegar and chili oil to make a sour and spicy dish that will stimulate your appetite.
During the mixing process, the aroma of meat filled the air, making Yu Huan and Zhang Pingle lie down outside the kitchen door, unwilling to leave.
The family chatted and laughed, enjoying the cool night breeze, and had dinner in the courtyard, feeling happy and joyful.
There was also a bad thing. The stool that grandma usually made was broken. It tilted when I sat on it. Maybe it was loose somewhere.
There are other things at home, but grandma is not used to sitting on them. She always feels that they are either too high or too low, so they must be repaired.
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