At eight o'clock, it was completely dark. Uncle Grass Carp acted like a thief, carrying an ordinary-looking plastic bag and taking out a bag of spring onions from the trunk, and then returned home happily.
His wife was watching TV on the sofa. While changing his shoes, he asked, "Is there still food?"
While I said this, I was still regretting: It's already evening, what can I do if I let him have dinner? It's not like I won't pay him.
This boss is too stubborn!
However, after changing his shoes, he pretended to stuff the tea leaves into the refrigerator casually, intending to offer the treasure with the green onions!
Only then did I feel that something was wrong with the atmosphere.
When he turned around at this moment, he saw his wife's dark eyes staring at him: "Hey, you still know that you are coming back. Why don't you go out to enjoy the hot food and drink spicy food?"
The reflex nerves in his brain jumped, and he subconsciously became cautious, thinking carefully, avoiding the important and taking the easy:
"The food outside doesn't taste good... Hey, look at the farmhouse I went to today. The vegetables grown in their fields are very good. Just these spring onions, you don't even know the price?"
"I know you love scrambled eggs with chives, so I bought two kilograms of them..."
The daughter-in-law snorted coldly: "Thank you for remembering me, but do you remember that you have a daughter who is in confinement and is waiting for her dear father to come back from catching two more crucian carps?"
It's over.
Uncle Grass Carp stood there stunned.
Yes, he remembered it.
It seemed that my wife had just returned home after taking care of her daughter.
But the problem is——
He groaned: "I didn't catch anything today."
It's really shameful to admit that the Air Force is.
And he really forgot about this, otherwise the boss would be able to get a bunch of fish from the cage on the ground. Wouldn't it be appropriate to buy a few and bring them back?
but……
"Didn't I catch a few fish the day before yesterday?"
"What?" the daughter-in-law snorted coldly: "You are a father and you have caught a few fish for your daughter with your own hands. We have to be grateful."
"It doesn't matter when it is, but you still go fishing every day! When fishing, why don't you catch yourself? You don't even know how to help when your daughter is in confinement."
Uncle Grass Carp has his head full of lawsuits.
Help?
Can anyone help?
The son-in-law's family is average, the young couple live in a house of 80 square meters, and the parents-in-law squeeze in to attend the confinement period.
It's okay to take care of her as a biological mother, but if he squeezes in again, my dear, there will be no room for him in the house.
He was sultry, but actually he was holding his breath:
"Didn't I pay for it..."
The confinement center originally booked for my daughter was 30,000 yuan a month. But the young couple didn't know how to discuss it when they went back, so they ran over and refunded the money...
It was hard for Uncle Grass Carp to tell whether the anger in his heart was directed at his son-in-law or his silly daughter. There was a reason why he was deliberately not thinking about it at the moment.
But my mother always feels sorry for her daughter.
The whole family was piled in the house, and the confinement nanny was not willing to invite her. She was holding her breath when she went to serve him all day long. Now when she heard him beeping and beeping, her whole body exploded:
"Tell me about you! Apart from fishing every day, what else is on your mind? What else do you want from this home? Just live by the river."
Turning around to look at the large bundle of green onions in the plastic bag he was carrying, he pointed at the door angrily: "Throw away your vegetables, who cares?"
Now that I am angry, my wife tells me what to do.
The uncle is quite experienced.
But looking at the pocket of green onions in my hand, I really couldn't bear to part with it.
But the other party was still staring at me angrily...
He paused, then silently opened the door.
As soon as he went out, he happened to see the resident upstairs carrying a plastic bag and preparing to go upstairs. He quickly said hello and finally reluctantly handed over the green onion——
"Xiao Feng, I was given two handfuls of green onions when I went to the countryside. Your sister-in-law didn't have time to cook them, so it would be a pity to throw them away. You can take them back for cooking."
After thinking about it, I couldn't help but add: "These onions are really good."
The young woman named Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, and then said sheepishly: "How embarrassing is this."
"Take it, take it."
Uncle Grass Carp had a sad face, stuffed the plastic bag into her hand, and closed the door again.
I regretted it again after closing the door, but at this moment I only dared to whisper: "Give it to Xiao Feng upstairs."
My wife is not one to waste food. She was so angry just now. Who would have thought that this silly old man would actually send the food away.
When he heard that the food was given to Xiao Feng, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Here, Xiao Feng is having a hard time, so if you can help, please help."
Slowly I became calm again.
In fact, Uncle Grass Carp has some wealth, and the community he lives in is not bad. But the community is a bit old, there is no elevator on the seventh floor, and there is a small attic.
What does the small attic look like?
A whole triangle.
The highest point is 4.5 meters, and the lowest point is only 1.2 meters. There is not much space in the entire attic to stand up straight.
This house was originally used as a free area on the sixth floor, but because it was too useless, many families tidied it up and rented it out.
Their building is rented to Xiao Feng——
A single mother with an eight-year-old son.
Xiao Feng is not highly educated and shy, so he sets up a stall selling steamed buns in front of the school every morning.
There are no secrets in residential buildings.
She has just moved here less than a week ago, and everyone knows her basic situation.
In the past, you could make some money by setting up a stall, but the problem is that primary school management is becoming more and more strict now, and parents don't dare to let their children eat these easily.
In addition, she has a child, school, family and work, and her life is really not easy.
Now that the food was given to her, the couple felt relieved for some reason.
It's finally not a waste.
But outside the door, Xiao Feng was holding a pocket full of watery green onions, but he felt only joy in his heart.
Onions are very expensive now!
A small handful at the vegetable market costs five yuan. When she came back from outside, she went to the supermarket to buy discounted vegetables.
The ingredients used in the homemade steamed buns are good, but children can't eat steamed buns every day. Therefore, if you want to improve your food, you have to take advantage of the supermarket's night sales.
But now that she had fresh green onions, she opened the door and saw her son sitting in the living room doing homework, and she couldn't help but melt into despair again.
"Xuanxuan, what do you want to eat tonight?"
She was in the food business, and the stalls were still being set up when the students were out of school. After the students left, they had to change to another neighborhood to set up the stalls. The children just ate a steamed bun to cushion the meal, and dinner was always late.
Xuanxuan turned around and saw the juicy green onions at first sight, so he opened his mouth and said, "Mom, can we have scallion oil rice tonight?"
Xiao Feng was stunned: "Eating this at night is not nutritious."
However, Xuanxuan pursed his lips and looked at her expectantly: "I want to eat it, but I haven't eaten it for a long time. Besides, mom, these onions are so fresh. If you don't eat them tonight, they won't be as fresh tomorrow."
Xiao Feng originally wanted to say that green onions can be added.
But after thinking about it, she finally smiled and said, "Then I'll add another egg to you."