Chapter 141

Xia Zhizhi didn't want to ride a bike, but she didn't plan to walk either.

She dragged the borrowed ice plow, her eyes moving back and forth between Cui Zijin and Tang Mingli, hesitating which unlucky guy to enslave.

Cui Zijin was already lying down, his eyes on his nose, his nose on his heart. Anyway, he would go if he was called, and rest if he was not called.

Tang Mingli still wanted to resist, so he wanted to go out with the backpack on his back.

Xia Zhizhi immediately had a choice in mind, and pouted her lips, and acted coquettishly to Jiang Xiurong: "Sister Xiurong, I want to ride in this car later, can you take me~"

Jiang Xiurong nodded of course.

Xia Zhizhi added, "But this is not light, and the road outside is slippery. Wouldn't it be too hard for you? What if you slip and fall?"

She sighed pretentiously: "Except for me, no one cares about Sister Xiurong."

Tang Mingli took a deep breath and said, "I know, I know. I'll come."

Xia Zhizhi seemed to be startled, and she covered her chest: "Tang Zhiqing is so fierce, what should I do, will he drag me into the ditch and let me fall to death? I'm scared!"

Tang Mingli felt like he was going blind when he saw her twisting her body like a maggot and acting artificially.

Jiang Xiurong couldn't sense it, so he patted her hands and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, Tang Zhiqing just doesn't know how to talk, but he's actually a very nice person."

Xia Zhizhi looked at Jiang Xiurong eagerly: "Okay then, Zhizhi believes Sister Xiurong."

She proudly sat on the ice sled, and gave Tang Mingli a provocative look behind Jiang Xiurong.

Tang Mingli pulled the rope hard. A normal person would fall backwards due to inertia, but Xia Zhizhi knew that he had already held on to it tightly, and then she grinned and laughed at him silently.

Tang Mingli...

Don’t get angry, don’t get angry. If you get angry and get sick, no one can replace you.

There are so many people at the New Year's Fair that it can be described as a sea of ​​people. There are old men and women, middle-aged men and women, young guys, girls and young wives, as well as children of a few years old and teenagers.

Xia Zhizhi had reason to suspect that everyone who could be mobilized in the commune had been mobilized.

The supply and marketing cooperatives are the places with the most people. Many things are exclusively operated by the supply and marketing cooperatives, and individuals are not allowed to sell them. The supply and marketing cooperatives in large markets are very crowded, and people with less physical strength cannot even squeeze to the counter.

Fortunately, they had anticipated this situation. Zhongxing Brigade was close to the commune and had a geographical advantage. They had already bought everything they needed and did not need anything in particular. They came here purely to see the excitement.

At the New Year market there are people selling New Year pictures, red paper and firecrackers, people selling fruits, fried chestnuts and candied haws, people selling steamed buns, fried dough sticks and fried dough sticks, people selling meat, fish, chicken and vegetables, people selling brooms and dustpans, and people performing acrobatics and performing arts.

There were even people selling rat poison and begging on the streets.

If you don't look closely, it looks no different from the markets of the future.

Han Youran and Jiang Xiurong walked slowly, picking out things they needed to buy.

Cui Zijin and Tang Mingli followed behind and were responsible for carrying things, while Xia Zhizhi still sat on the ice sled and let Tang Mingli drag her.

Soon, Cheng Rong found her.

Seeing Cheng Rong's hesitant look, she asked, "Did you lose money again?"

Cheng Rong nodded and consoled her, "I didn't bring much money with me, so it's fine. Although I lost the money, the person who picked it up will be very happy and can buy more New Year's goods. It's not a loss at all."

Although others may make a lot of money, she will never lose.

As long as the person is not lost... Xia Zhizhi did not have much expectation from her. She took out ten yuan and handed it to her speechlessly. Cheng Rong took it with a smile and went to buy candied haws for the children.

Jiang Xiurong and Han Youran walked to the fruit stall.

There aren't many varieties to choose from here, just frozen pears, frozen persimmons, and persimmon cakes with dates.

The prices of other fresh fruits in Northeast China are quite high at this time, and it is impossible to sell them outdoors, otherwise they will freeze into popsicles in a short time.

When Han Youran and Jiang Xiurong asked about the price, they bought a whole basket as if it was free. It was thanks to Xia Zhizhi that they dragged an ice sled out, otherwise it would have been difficult to take the goods back.

A large basket of frozen fruits was placed on the ice sled, and with Xia Zhizhi on board, it was difficult for Tang Mingli to drag it.

The two of them also bought some dates and persimmon cakes, and since these were not so heavy, they let them carry them.

As I walked along, I saw a stall selling pig's trotters, so I bought all of them. I also bought a large basket of frozen tofu and dried bean curd skin. Finally, I saw some hot fresh tofu, so I bought two pieces. I put them in a lunch box and wrapped them in a scarf to prevent them from becoming frozen tofu again when I got home.

Seeing that Tang Mingli and Cui Zijin could hardly recite anymore, the two female protagonists stopped.

On the way back, Cui Zijin and Tang Mingli towed the car together.

Tang Mingli cursed in his heart. She wasn't choosing anything and didn't want to buy anything, so why did she have to go over there? Was she just adding to the burden?

After returning home, Jiang Xiurong started preparing to cook.

If you have fresh fish at home, you can just stew the fish with tofu in an iron pot and add some vermicelli.

The way to cook it in Northeast China is to stir-fry the sauce, add water and then directly stew the fish.

Xia Zhizhi was pretentious and said that she wanted to eat the fish that was fried and then stewed.

Then Jiang Xiurong will definitely satisfy her.

Tang Mingli picked out two fish that were not that big, fried one and left the other one out, then added some fresh tofu that he had bought today and stewed them.

After the weather turned cold, they spent most of their time cooking in Xia Zhizhi's house. There was a fireplace in her house, so the water tank would not freeze and they didn't have to fetch water every time they cooked.

Once the fire is lit, the whole house becomes warm, and people don't have to wear thick cotton jackets that make it difficult to even raise their arms to keep out the cold.

After cooking, I ate here. It wasn't that hard to wash the pots and dishes.

Jiang Xiurong suddenly wanted to eat some vegetables again, and said, "I'll go to the kitchen and get a cabbage, break it into two pieces and add it in."

The kitchen was only a few steps away, and it took less than a minute to run back and forth. Jiang Xiurong was too lazy to put on a cotton jacket, so she rushed out in a light pink cashmere sweater, got a cabbage from the kitchen, opened the door, and was about to go back when she saw someone walking outside.

It looks a little unfamiliar.

Jiang Xiurong took another curious look.

The man was wearing a green military uniform and a military coat. He had handsome features, probably because of his military service, as his eyes were firm and his temperament was resolute. He was holding a green handbag in his left hand and a large bag in his right hand.

It looked like a soldier's kid from the village came back to visit his family.

Just looking at his appearance, he doesn't match the people in the village.

The person who came was Cheng Rong’s second brother Cheng Zhao.

The whole family knew what Cheng Rong asked Xiao Li to take back.

It happened that the package Xia Zhizhi sent to Cheng Rong was also delivered that day. Nowadays, people don't have the concept of not reading family letters. It is normal to help your sister open a letter when she is not at home.

Although Xia Zhizhi doesn't look like a good person, her handwriting is quite good. It is delicate and gentle, and her pen strokes are powerful. The wording and sentence structure in the letter are gentle and delicate, making people feel like they are in the spring breeze.