Traveling through the Eighth Five-Year Plan: Starting from selling fruit at a stall

Chapter 78
"Auntie, this dish smells delicious."

Ling's mother's eyes were narrowed, and she hurriedly put vegetables into his bowl: "Eat more if you like, you come here rarely, I don't have anything good to entertain you in this rural area, you are laughing at these simple meals. "

"It's already good, I just like eating these dried vegetables."

In order to prove that he didn't tell a lie, Ji Zhongqiu put a chopstick of meat into the bowl and took a big mouthful of rice.

Seeing Ji Zhongqiu eating so happily, Ling's mother smiled happily, wishing to have a pair of hands to pick up vegetables for him.

Ling Yue scoffed.

She never knew that Ji Zhongqiu also liked to eat dried vegetables such as dried cowpeas and eggplants.

She didn't care about these, and scooped up a spoonful of egg soup for Tongtong: "Tongtong, these are the eggs that grandma feeds herself, and they are much tastier than the ones we bought outside."

How could Tongtong understand this, she just nodded and ate the soup and rice seriously with a spoon.

In front of Ling's mother, Ling Yue still had self-knowledge. She picked up dried cowpea with chopsticks and said casually: "Mom, this fried pork with cowpea is fragrant, crispy and chewy. Get me a can later, and I'll take it to eat." .”

Ling Yue just said it casually, and Ling's mother took it seriously: "Okay, if you like to eat, take some back home, and you can buy everything there, no better than at home. We don't have anything else at home, and these things are still enough. .”

As she said that, she added: "I use young cowpeas that are as thick as chopsticks. The cowpeas outside are too old, so they don't have this smell."

Ling Yue didn't know much about making these dishes, so she just echoed: "That's right, no wonder it's delicious and crisp."

After eating, Ling Yue and Wang Zhaoyang took a few gifts from the town and went to the uncle's house.

When I arrived at the uncle's house and explained his purpose, the uncle nodded: "It's good for you to be filial. I will do ideological work with your mother."

Ling Yue had never been in contact with a big banquet in the countryside, and he didn't know how many dishes would be served on each table here, so he asked, "Uncle, how many tables do you think are suitable?"

"Usually, you have to have a table of 27 or [-]. It just so happened to you that it happened to be Saturday, and the children only have half-day classes on Saturday, and at least [-] tables will start."

"Uncle, who do you think has the best craftsmanship in our village?"

"Don't worry about this matter. Since you have opened your mouth to me, I will go over to discuss it with your parents tonight."

Coming out of the uncle's house, the stone in Ling Yue's heart finally fell.

In the evening, the uncle and aunt came over.

Mother Ling still said the same thing, don't do it.

Live or die.

The aunt finally persuaded her, but when she thought of the situation at home, she sighed: "This is the situation in our family. After having so many tables of wine, we must owe a lot of foreign debts, and we are in the local area. When will this debt be repaid."

The aunt patted her hand: "Xiaoyue has already agreed with us, don't worry about the money. You just accept it based on the filial piety of the children. As long as you agree, the banquet will be served immediately. Make it lively for you."

Ling's mother stared at Ling Yue, with a look of hating iron but not steel: "Slapping a swollen face to pretend to be fat, you will suffer for your face."

Mother Ling let go, other things will be much easier to handle.

The next day, the uncle brought the cook over.

After discussing with Ling Yue how many tables to serve and how many dishes per table, Ling Yue has to go shopping.

Dried goods such as dried shiitake mushrooms and day lily must be bought in advance and soaked.

Green and red chili peppers are also indispensable. People in Yingkou Town are addicted to spicy food, and they can’t eat without chili peppers. You must have enough chili peppers.

Chickens, ducks, and fish have to be bought and slaughtered in advance.

There is no need to buy meat. Mother Ling feeds two pigs every year. The one in the pigsty has been fed for more than half a year. When the time comes, just invite a butcher to come over and kill it.

We also need to buy some taro and the like to make steamed meat with lotus leaf powder, which is an indispensable delicacy when serving wine in Yingkou Town.

After Ling Yue bought the vegetables, there was no news from Ling Xiaohua.

Time waits for no one, at this time there are no telephones in many places, Ling Qingfeng has to go door to door to notify relatives and friends to come over.

Even Wang Zhaoyang went back to Wangjiacun. As in-laws, even if Ling Yue and Zhu Lamei didn't deal with each other, they couldn't let outsiders see the joke.

The next morning, the butcher came to kill the pig.

Within an hour or so, the pig had been disassembled and placed on the chopping board, the cook was in place, and four or five large stoves had been set up in the open space in front of Ling's house.

All the preparations were done, but there was still no sign of Ling Xiaohua.

Ling Yue couldn't sit still anymore, and couldn't take care of so much, so she went to her uncle to find out about the man's situation, and then went to Ling Xiaohua under the guidance of her cousin Ling Zeyang.

As soon as she arrived at the man's house, Ling Yue was shocked.

The Ling family was poor, but she didn't expect that the boyfriend Ling Xiaohua found was even poorer.

I don't know how many years ago I live in a wooden house, and the top is so dark that I can't see the original color at all.

When she arrived at the other party's house, there was a skinny, skinny man lying on the floor of the main room, who was snoring loudly.

Seeing this scene, Ling Yue frowned.

Ling Zeyang stepped forward and kicked the man: "Hey, wake up, is He Zhigang at home?"

He kicked the man on the ground several times before he opened his eyes dimly, and muttered dissatisfiedly, "Who is it!"

Ling Zeyang frowned and said: "We are from Lingjia Village, we came to look for Ling Xiaohua, are they at home?"

"Don't mention that bastard to me, that bastard was fascinated by a vixen, and he hasn't come back for a few days!"

Ling Yue only felt cold hands and feet.

She couldn't care less and asked, "Uncle, do you know where they went?"

"Don't ask me! The little bastard forgets his mother when he has a daughter-in-law, and he doesn't even recognize me as a father. What do I want this bastard to do!"

As he said that, he sat up from the ground, looked up at Ling Yue, his eyes lit up suddenly: "Hey, there is another big girl, my little bastard is not small, and another one came to my door."

When Ling Yue heard this, she wished she could slap him a few times.

She asked patiently: "Uncle, I'm not here to look for your son, I'm here to look for Xiaohua, if you know where she is, please tell me, Xiaohua's mother will have her [-]th birthday the day after tomorrow, we are waiting for her Let’s go back and pay my respects to my mother.”

"Don't mention that little slut to me!" Father He scolded angrily, "It's also undisciplined to follow the man's house before it's settled. Say she doesn't know how to be discreet. She drags my old woman to sleep every day, even Don’t even let my son touch it.”

"My bastard is also weak, he can't even deal with such a woman."

For some reason, Ling Yue breathed a sigh of relief when she heard what he said.

She was really worried that Ling Xiaohua would be messing around with the other party. Now it seems that Ling Xiaohua still kept the bottom line and did not develop to that point with the other party.

(End of this chapter)