Zhang Xiulan thought she looked familiar when she first heard her talk. Now when she asked her, she confirmed that this was indeed the woman who came to buy things the day before yesterday. She was the aunt of Xiaoliuzi next door, and it was Xiaoliuzi who brought her in at that time.
Sometimes when the shop is too busy, she will come up front to help.
Recognizing this woman, Zhang Xiulan immediately smiled and said hello: "Yes, you are Xiaoliuzi's aunt, right? I heard that you also live nearby. Are you here to buy mutton?"
Seeing that she was right, Du Shi smiled even deeper, "Yes, their mutton is delicious and authentic. I often buy it here and have eaten it for many years!"
"I heard from Xiao Liuzi that the mutton here is delicious, so I came to buy it and try it today." Zhang Xiulan said.
Du Shi thought that what she just said had been heard by the owner, and she was a little embarrassed. Although Xiaoliuzi could indeed talk to shopkeeper Xu, the business of Manjianghong Hot Pot Restaurant was so good, what if he stayed?
If you don't take your place, isn't that making things difficult for others?
It was difficult to take back those words at the moment, after all, I had boasted in front of the other two women.
Therefore, she was the first in line to buy mutton, so she had to pay Zhang Xiulan and the others together.
Zhang Xiulan didn't stop her, and Xu Yinyin, who was responsible for giving money, was almost pushed out of the shop by Du Shi's enthusiasm.
After a while, Judu brought the mutton out, and Mrs. Du looked at Xu Yinyin who was wearing a curtain, "Dear girl, I didn't get you anywhere just now, did I? I just have a strong hand and can't control it. It's really bad."
Sorry."
The door of the shop in front had been closed, and Xu Erlang quickly packed everything that needed to be sorted. For dinner, he set up a small table in front of the counter and placed the brazier underneath. Everyone could sit around and have a good heat.
The voice was soft and crisp, and Mrs. Du's eyes lit up when she heard it. Seeing her stature, she immediately talked to Zhang Xiulan and said, "Sister, is this your daughter? How old is she? Is she engaged?"
In just a short while, we exchanged many names and even talked about trivial things like buying groceries every day. This shows how dense the conversation is and how capable we can talk.
It makes her, a social cow, feel a little ashamed.
It's such a big pot. It's delicious when eaten while it's hot. It won't taste as good if you leave it out overnight.
I have to copy books all night, which is inconvenient in the shop. I am afraid that it will disturb my grandfather and others while they are sleeping, and I am also afraid that they will worry about him not sleeping.
"You're only fifteen? There's no need to rush. For girls in our city, it's not too late to get married at 17 or 18. Every family has a girl to ask for. We can't be in a hurry when it comes to this girl's life-long event. We have to choose her carefully."
Du Shi smiled even more happily, "Oh, I think I have a compatibility with you and can chat with you! Then we have the same temperament! These are not outsiders. Please move around more! My family lives in the front street.
It's the second house in the alley, sister, come and play with me when you have time!"
Going back and forth like this every day, Xu Dajun wondered if they would also buy a small house in Fucheng after the hot pot restaurant divided the money.
Fortunately for him, it was very inconvenient for others to squeeze into the shop every day, especially Xu Yinyin. He knew that she liked to have private space.
Therefore, Xu Dajun picked up the basket of books and left, while Fang Yuxing was still waiting for him outside.
Zhang Xiulan said: "It's the Guoji Mutton Restaurant in the back alley that you mentioned, Dad."
If you want to continue chatting, you'll have to send it back to the shop.
Zhang Xiulan nodded, "Well, from now on I can go whenever I have time, and it's okay if I don't have time. Didn't she just ask me to buy groceries together every day?"
Xu Yinyin listened and thought that now that she was here, she didn't have any chats with her neighbors, and they all lost a lot of fun. She couldn't help but said: "I think Mrs. Du also likes to talk to you, stepmother."
When you have free time, you can often hang out with her. There are many friends and many ways to go, so it’s good to make friends.”
Zhang Xiulan was also a cheerful and talkative person, so she said calmly: "It's okay, it's okay. I just like to talk to smooth talkers. I can't make up for it with a stick, and there's nothing wrong with talking."
strength!"
After that, without waiting for Zhang Xiulan to answer, she smiled sheepishly and said: "Sister, don't be offended. I have a cheerful temperament, talk a lot, and like to chat with others, but I can't chat with just anyone."
, Anyway, I don’t mean any harm, I’m just asking.”
"This is my daughter. She is fifteen this year and she is not engaged yet. There is no rush. There is no rush." I have been anxious in the previous life and calmed down. How can I be in this life? She is only fifteen. There is really no rush.
God seemed to be scolding him for being insatiable and wanting to eat shit. The wind made the window lattice shake.
Mrs. Du really loves to chat. She even reached the entrance of the alley and walked a little further along Zhang Xiulan and her daughter just to chat for a while. This was not enough. She kept asking Zhang Xiulan to come and find her when she was free.
She spoke and then stopped.
Almost everyone in this area buys groceries and other things at a market, which is convenient.
"Where did you buy this mutton? Why is it so delicious?" Old Man Xu couldn't help but ask after eating a piece of mutton.
The writing of more than 10,000 words made Xu Dajun cry in his heart. At this moment, he really wanted to change the golden finger that God gave him. If he could think of any word with his eyes closed, the word would automatically be written on the paper. He lay on his back.
Just sleep comfortably under the quilt, get up in the morning, and go to school with the paper you have written on.
After just drinking mutton soup and eating mutton pie, I still felt a lump in my throat. Xu Dajun quickly waved his hand, "I won't eat anymore. I'll come back to get the book basket."
Zhang Xiulan said: "She reminds us of Auntie Zhou who sells Malatang next door to our store. They are all equally enthusiastic and cheerful. It is not tiring to get along with such a person, it is a pleasure!"
"Is this theirs? This little boy really didn't lie, this place is really delicious!" He said and put another piece into the bowl, and at the same time, he helped everyone eat.
Halfway through the meal, Xu Dajun came back from outside. Old man Xu hurriedly asked him to come and eat the mutton, "This mutton is really delicious, Liulang, would you like to try it?"
Xu Yinyin: This is not just because her hands are stronger. If her bottom plate was not stable, she would have been pushed out just now.
This person is indeed a little too enthusiastic, but you can tell by looking at Xiao Liuzi that this is the same blood.
Xu Yinyin couldn't help but said: "This Aunt Du is really passionate and irresistible."
But on his face, he shook his head and said: "It's okay, it's okay."
The mother and daughter returned to the shop with the mutton. Xu Chunshan had already stewed the rice, and set up another pot to wash and boil the cabbage until soft and put it in the mutton. Then they could have dinner.
The winter night wind chilled people's bones. Knowing that they had to stay up late to copy books, Mrs. Fang Xu specially asked someone to bring an extra brazier to the study room, and another person prepared a soup to simmer on his lap.
"It's so cold tonight, there's no chance it will snow." Fang Yuxing breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his hands.
Xu Dajun yawned, "Just let it go, I really want to sleep."
Yawning is also contagious, and Fang Yuxing also yawned.
For a moment, there were yawns all over the study room. There were only two people yawning, but it seemed like there were many people yawning.