The daily life of the foster brother who catches a beauty in 60

Chapter 31 Heartless

Even though supplies are scarce in this era, as the New Year approaches, the flavor of the New Year is still full.

The next day, with the help of Yu Ye and Sun Dingxiang, the sticky bean buns were quickly finished.

Xia Xiaojun was responsible for lighting the fire and steaming the bean buns in the outer room, while Xia Ye and her two little sisters started knitting woolen socks. Watching Xia Ye put a small handful of wool in every stitch she knitted, Yu Ye and Sun Dingxiang were also very excited. Surprised, this is the first time I see woolen socks like this.

"Sister, come and see if the bean buns in the pot are cooked?"

Hearing Xia Xiaojun's shout, Xia Ye put the woolen socks she was about to knit on the kang, put on her shoes and ran to the outhouse.

It was almost time. When I opened the lid of the pot, a mist of water came out.

The freshly steamed sticky bean buns are a little transparent and look delicious.

Xia Ye filled a small basin with cold water and used chopsticks to separate the sticky bean buns one by one. Yu Ye and Sun Dingxiang put the picked out sticky bean buns outside to freeze.

The weather in the Northeast in winter is really lower than the temperature of the freezer layer of the refrigerator, and it can freeze hard in a few hours.

Yu Ye walked out with the bean buns, and almost bumped into Tong Qingyang who came in, but Tong Qingyang quickly helped Yu Ye's arm with his quick eyes, and then she stabilized her body, and a curtain of sticky bean buns was spared. Disaster.

Xia Ye also heard Yu Ye's exclamation, looked up and saw Tong Qingyang walking in.

"Brother Qingyang, you're here just in time. I've steamed some sticky bean buns. You can take them back and eat them with Grandpa Tong."

As Xia Ye said this, she took out a large bowl from the cupboard and filled it with a lot of sticky bean buns. It was enough for Mr. Tong and Tong Qingyang to eat.

After loading, I took out another two large bowls and prepared to close them. Before closing, I also put in a large spoonful of sugar.

After everything was done, he saw Tong Qingyang holding two pheasants in his hands.

"I caught them from the mountain. I'll bring you two and save them for the Chinese New Year."

Tong Qingyang is the kind of person who speaks very few words. It is quite difficult to say so many words at one time.

After putting down the two pheasants, Tong Qingyang took the bowl and left. He came and left in a hurry. If he hadn't seen two pheasants flapping on the ground, Xia Ye would have been a little unsure whether Tong Qingyang had been here.

Xia Ye shook his head and continued to pick up bean bags. Sun Dingxiang also helped. No one noticed that Yu Ye was looking out the window in trance.

Yu Ye and Sun Dingxiang both came to help, and they had to stay for a meal in the evening.

Leave some of the sticky bean buns and this will be the staple food of the evening. Then make a pickled cabbage soup and roast two red peppers. This will be a good dinner.

"Sister Ye Zi, I heard my mother say a while ago that your aunt is helping you to visit someone else's house. Why has there been no movement?"

When Xia Ye heard this, her eyes widened. Yes, there were many people getting married at their age in the countryside.

"I don't agree. Let's wait and see."

In Xiao Xia Ye's memory, Yu Ye's mother didn't have any patriarchal thoughts, but her sister-in-law, who had been married for two years, was not an easy person. Especially after giving birth to a boy, she felt that she was on her own feet and had a strong waist. I have always been dissatisfied with my sister-in-law for eating idle food at home. I guess this time she showed Yu Yexiang a partner because the sister-in-law did it again.

No matter what age, no one's life is like chicken feathers in the same place. A harmonious, happy and happy life only exists in the imagination.

The marriage model of this era is also something Xia Ye is very resistant to. Women are also independent individuals and are not accessories to men.

A woman's life is not only about giving birth to children, caring for her husband and raising children. In Xia Ye's opinion, instead of being involved in such a marriage, it is better to be carefree and unrestrained by herself. She is not greedy, just look at it and take possession of it.

Trying to find a partner who has the same views as hers in this era is tantamount to wishful thinking, so Xia Ye has never thought about this aspect.

Obviously this is not a pleasant topic, and the atmosphere is a little bit wrong. Only the naive Sun Dingxiang is happy to eat.

After Ye and Sun Dingxiang left, Xia Ye sighed about life for a while.

Xia Ye also forgot what she started thinking about, but in the end, her mind was filled with soy milk and fried dough sticks. “Sister, what are you doing?”

"I'll go to the tofu shop to see if they can make soy milk tomorrow. If so, we'll drink soy milk and eat fried dough sticks tomorrow morning."

After Xia Ye said that, she ran out quickly.

"Sister, you didn't wear a hat!"

Xia Xiaojun said that he was worried at a young age. He went back to the house, took out the key to his treasure house, and then took out his treasures, looked at them again, and touched them again and again.

The tofu shop in the brigade does not make tofu all the time. It only makes some when the New Year is approaching. Every household will replace some and take it back and freeze it into frozen tofu.

The tofu shop is located at the western end of the village and is considered the property of the brigade. The man who makes tofu is named Ma. He is usually talkative and funny, and he is also quite eloquent. When he saw Xia Ye coming over, he would say "Oh."

"Here you come in exchange for tofu, how much?"

Uncle Ma said that he was going to pick up the tofu with the shovel.

"Uncle Ma, I don't want to change the tofu. I want to ask if we can still make tofu tomorrow?"

"Let's do it. Tomorrow I have to make two plates of tofu and send them to the supply and marketing cooperative in town. What do you want to do?"

Xia Ye smiled and just did it.

"Uncle, I'll put the basin here and add more beans when I make tofu tomorrow. I want to change it to some soy milk."

"Okay, leave the pot here and I'll make it for you tomorrow morning. How much soy milk do you want?"

"Just give me a tofu strip instead."

After Xia Ye finished speaking, she handed both the soybeans and the basin to Uncle Ma.

The above is called the same name, and the whole thing is good.

There was hope for soy milk for the next day, so Xia Ye ran home in a hurry to prepare the noodles for fried dough sticks.

……

In a certain army unit, Qi Yunjing stared at the letter written by his eldest brother in his hand in a daze.

"Liuzi, do I only have one letter?"

Liuzi looked confused.

"That's it."

Qi Yun nodded with an unknown smile on his lips. The little girl was quite heartless.

The heartless Xia Ye didn't take it seriously. It was disrespectful to come and go without reciprocating. If someone mailed something over, it was natural for him to give something in return.

Afterwards, Qi Yunjing sent her another letter, the central idea of ​​which was that "dried meat is delicious." Xia Ye understood that it meant she was very satisfied.

As long as you are satisfied, as for dealings, don't look at the value, but at the heart. Xia Ye feels that she has completed the task.

She had no idea that someone had given her the title of having no conscience.

The week was coming soon, and Xia Ye went to town to deliver some eggs and apples to the Qiao brothers and sisters as agreed, and the deposits increased.

A truly low-key rich woman, after finally buying a batch of new year's goods, the New Year has really arrived.

(End of this chapter)