Chapter 9 Chicken Noodle Soup



Chapter 9 Chicken Noodle Soup

Liu Zhaodi's cry stopped abruptly, she wiped away her non-existent tears, and stood up suddenly from the ground, "Bah! I won't hit you!"

"If you don't hit me, just go home and get your chicken, you If you don’t hug me, I will deduct your work points on the team until you finish one chicken!”

Work points mean the grain you receive, which is very important to farmers!

Liu Zhaodi had no choice but to go back and hug the chicken.

Lin Yongsheng took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Yuan Xiao, "Yuan Xiao, Yuan Xiao's mother, this is the written receipt. It has been stamped. Please keep it safe. From now on, if you can't have any contact with Lao Yuan's family, don't have any contact. If you have the conditions, you can help me."

He has watched so many big shows and has stopped thinking about being a peacemaker.

"Thank you, Uncle Yongsheng."

"You're welcome. You guys take a rest. I have to go to Lao Yuan's house."

After seeing Lin Yongsheng off, Zhao Youliang returned soon with a bottle of wine in his hand. A chicken.

"Xiao'er, this is what Grandma Liu gave you. I brought it here for you. Where should I keep it?"

Yuan Xiao thought for a moment. She didn't have a chicken pen. "Just put it in the yard. ”

There were still weeds growing in the yard, and they hadn’t been pulled out yet.

Zhao Youliang put down the chicken and saw the weeds growing here, so he wanted to help pull them out.

Yuan Xiao refused, “No, it’s almost noon, you guys can’t do it anymore.” Go home and have dinner!"

She saw what Zhao Youliang was thinking at a glance, but she didn't have that thought in mind.

She didn't even understand what Zhao Youliang saw in her.

She looked in the mirror yesterday and she felt that she was ugly because of her appearance and small body.

Zhao Youliang couldn't control her and could only leave with his head down. , like a big dog with its head down.

"Mom, please sit on the bed first, I'll serve the chicken soup!"

Wang Yazhi responded, and then she thought of something, "Serve a bowl for your uncle Tan and the others."

Yuan Xiao said OK, I went to the kitchen and took out the chicken soup from the space. It was still hot

. Meat is rare and hard to buy these days.

As the bachelor said, the forest space is mainly plant-based, with very few animals.

So Yuan Xiao attached great importance to this pot of chicken soup.

After this meal, we might not have meat to eat for another ten days or half a month .

She scooped out a large bowl of meat, including a large chicken drumstick.

The chicken soup was thick and fragrant, with yellow fat floating on it, and it looked mouth-watering.

She carefully put the bowl into the bag and sealed it. Good.

When he opened the door, he looked around and saw no one, so he went to the cowshed next door.

"Xiao'er, what are you doing here?" Tan Yanan looked around, "Go back quickly, don't let anyone see you!"

Yuan Xiao "Uncle Tan, I picked up a chicken in the mountains and made chicken soup. My mother asked me to bring it to you."

Tan Yanan drooled when he smelled the fragrance, but he dared not hold it back. But it's a rare thing.

"It's for your mother's health. Take it back. I don't need any food."

Yuan Xiao stamped his feet. "Just take it. It's a big chicken with a lot of meat. This is just a small bowl! Uncle, I It's almost scalding, please take it!"

Tan Yanan was afraid that she would accidentally fall, so he hurriedly took it.

But as soon as he took it, Yuan Xiao ran away.

He held the chicken soup and shook his head helplessly. He wanted to laugh, but his eyes were filled with tears. Unconsciously, I became wet.

A trace of warmth appeared on my face, which was full of sorrow.

Yuan Xiao returned home and put the noodles he had stretched into the chicken soup.

The noodles were made of coarse grains, so the taste was naturally not as good as that of fine flour, but it was very filling. The noodles in chicken soup have a strong texture, and mixed with chicken, it looks pleasing to the eye.

She divided the chicken soup into two portions in advance, saving one portion for dinner.

Wang Yazhi was already hungry when she smelled the aroma.

After taking a bite of the chicken soup noodles made by Yuan Xiao, she felt that the food made by gods was not as delicious as the food made by her own daughter.

"Is it delicious?" Yuan Xiao's eyes sparkled.

Wang Yazhi nodded, chewing noodles in her mouth, unable to speak. Seeing

her eating so happily, Yuan Xiao felt much better and buried his head in his food. Prepare the noodles.

Compared to the coarse grain porridge Wang Yazhi made yesterday, this bowl of noodles is really heavenly food!

In addition, Yuan Xiao is a chef, so he uses enough seasonings, unlike other people who have to use salt and oil sparingly.

The mother and daughter ate up all the noodles, including a plate of cold bamboo shoots, leaving not a single one.

Especially Yuan Xiao, she was thin because of hunger. She had never eaten so much and felt so satisfied before. Her belly was slightly swollen.

Yuan Xiao poured water for Wang Yazhi and fed her medicine.

Then he handed the money to Wang Yazhi. Only ten yuan was given to Wang Yazhi, and she planned to use the remaining change to pay back Zhao Youliang for medical expenses.

Wang Yazhi refused, "Xiaoxiao has grown up, you can keep it yourself!"

Yuan Xiao gave the money to Wang Yazhi. He put it in her hand and said, "Mom, I will make money to support you in the future! I will be responsible for making money, and you will be responsible for saving money. When we save enough money, we will buy a house in the county."

According to the trajectory, the college entrance examination will be resumed this winter.

Yuan Xiao was a top student in his previous life, and he had outstanding grades, so he naturally did not miss the college entrance examination.

Studying is not the only way out, but cultural equipment is indispensable for being a person and doing things.

Yuan Xiao originally studied, but he dropped out in the second year of junior high school . I have learned it.

Yuan Xiao plans to find an opportunity to buy books and study by himself, and go straight to the second year of high school in September.

If everything goes well, he can take the college entrance examination next year!

Wang Yazhi felt relieved and sad, Yuan Xiao is only 18 years old!

Like Yuan Xiao's cousin Yuan Lu , only one year younger than Yuan Xiao, and still studying!

"Silly child, mother can still work, mother will work to support you, where do I need you to support me!"

Yuan Xiao held her hand , his eyes fell on the old wrinkles and cracks on her hands, and his heart ached.

"Mom, I found a lot of bamboo shoots and ferns in the mountains today. I'll pick some tomorrow and sell them on the black market."

She remembered that the original text mentioned the black market at the beginning, but she had no one to lead her, so she could only explore slowly on her own.

She planned to bring some fresh bamboo shoots and ferns tomorrow, not too much, to find out the way first.

Individual businesses are not allowed now, but things that are in demand will exist even if they are not allowed, just like the black market.

Wang Yazhi has heard of the black market, but she still has some doubts in her heart.

If you are caught speculating and profiteering, you will go to jail!

"Xiaoxiao, don't go, it's too dangerous."

Yuan Xiao naturally couldn't give up because of her words.

She needs money now!

In Wang Yazhi's current situation, she couldn't let her work in the fields.

In Dayang Village, if you don't work, you won't get work points, and you won't have food.

The half bag of food in the kitchen will be eaten up soon!

Not only can you make money in the black market, you can also exchange tickets for food, and buy things without tickets!

It's like opening the door for Yuan Xiao.

"Mom, you can rest assured, I will protect myself well, and I will buy you a big house!"

Wang Yazhi wiped her tears, "It's all my fault, I'm useless!"

"What nonsense!" Yuan Xiao wiped her tears, feeling mixed emotions.


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