"Son, are you hungry? Mom will take care of you right away." The mother came up to greet you and said with a distressed look on her face.
When Zhang Heng heard this, he couldn't help but choke up. In the mother's mind, he was the god. He knew that the reason why his mother never remarried and worked hard was all because of his son. Otherwise, in the situation back then, whether her mother remarried or ran away directly, he could not help but choke up.
Now, no one in the village will gossip, and they will only speak ill of my father. Maybe my mother still loves my father deeply!
Zhang Heng thought about the squad leader again. When the squad leader becomes his wife, he will definitely take good care of his family, be a good husband, and... a good father!
"Son, what are you thinking about? Do you want to buy something? You are mom's precious son. If you want money, just ask. Mom earns money just to spend it on you." The mother said again.
Zhang Heng came back to his senses and said quickly: "No, I just miss you." The coquettish expression naturally appeared.
When my mother heard this, she couldn't help laughing and scolding: "You are already eighteen years old, why are you still as clingy as a baby?" After saying this, her face was filled with joy.
Zhang Heng's heart is also very warm. He really wants to stay with his mother all the time. Whether it is praising or beating him, only with his mother by his side can he truly feel that he has a family. He is no longer an unloved person.
of grass!
"Mom, let me clean it up for you." The meat on the stone slab of the stall has basically been sold out, but there is a piece of meat left next to it like yesterday. This is for my family to eat, but I don't know if my mother and sister were there before.
So too.
"Son, please don't move. It's all greasy. Mom will clean it up right now." The mother refused but refused to let Zhang Heng help.
Zhang Heng had no choice but to stand aside. Seeing his mother and sister quickly putting the knife hooks into small backpacks, he simply took advantage of this moment to say: "Mom, Xiaoyi, I just wrapped the ye'er cake and put it in the pot."
Now, you can eat it after steaming it back home."
"Brother, you are so kind, but don't go into the kitchen again." My sister said with bright eyes.
The mother also spoke up and said, "Son, your sister is right. Boys can't go into the kitchen all the time. Men should behave like men. Otherwise, you will suffer a lot when you get a wife."
Zhang Heng was helpless. As a traditional woman in the village, his mother also raised his sister in this direction. It is impossible to change the traditional rural women's thinking. Without arguing, he interrupted the topic and said: "I know, Mom, I just went out.
When I was there, I met a woman from the house next door who came to our house and said that her two children wanted to eat cakes. I agreed and brought them to her after the cakes were steamed." After that, I roughly recounted the scene that just happened.
Gave it to my mother.
When the mother heard this, she said sternly: "Son, you did the right thing. That woman's surname is Chen. Everyone calls her Xiao Chen. She is not yet thirty years old. She is also a miserable person. A few years ago, the man in her family
She insisted on getting a divorce and quarreled every day. Later, the marriage was divorced and her two children were sentenced to death. The man in her family originally promised to give her 800 yuan a month in alimony, but he ran away after only two months."
After a pause, the mother continued: "Earlier, Xiao Chen worked as a handyman in a restaurant, but now he can't work with his two children, so he rides a tricycle out to collect scraps every day. By the way, their two children are twins, only two years old. They are little during the day.
Chen put the two children on a tricycle and took them out together to collect waste and some plastic bottles to sell."
When Zhang Heng heard this, he immediately became furious. What he hated the most was this kind of man who abandoned his wife and children. His fists made a crunching sound as his bones cracked, and his face began to become ferocious, but he immediately stopped his anger. He didn't want his mother.
Seeing his violent side, she calmed down and asked, "Then why doesn't she go to court to sue that man?"
The mother shook her head and sighed: "Mom doesn't know about this. I'm afraid Xiao Chen doesn't want to go."
Zhang Heng also sighed. Isn't this the same situation as his mother back then? He asked, "Then she can also go back to her parents' home."
The mother shook her head again and said: "Mom doesn't know, there must be some reason." Then she said: "That's the situation. We are all neighbors. We can help whenever we can. Son, you deserve this, Mom."
Also rejoice."
Zhang Heng couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Hearing his mother's praise made him feel as sweet as eating honey!
Not long after, the stall was packed up, and the family returned to the yard happily. My sister continued to clean up and stored the remaining unsold meat in the small refrigerator. My mother took the specially reserved pork and started cutting it. Originally, there was still meat at home.
There was a lot of thigh meat left, but his mother insisted on making braised pork for him, so Zhang Heng had no choice but to rush to wash rice and cook rice, and also lit a fire to steam the cakes.
After about ten minutes, white mist-like steam came out of the pot, and a strong fresh smell filled the kitchen. This was the smell of leaves, which actually overwhelmed the original fragrance of the cake.
"This tastes so good. My son, you have suffered in your hometown these years. Your parents have not been around since you were a child. You have done all the work, and you are so good at cooking with such a small skill." The mother said as she wiped it.
Tears come.
Zhang Heng's face suddenly turned red. Grandma felt sorry for him. Not to mention other things, she didn't let him cook very often. His cooking skills were quite average. The smell was entirely due to the leaves, which were half a dime from him.
It doesn't matter.
Seeing her mother like this, she quickly comforted her and said, "Mom, I'm not suffering. Mom, look at me, I've grown to 1.8 meters."
"Haha, yes, in a blink of an eye, my son, you are already eighteen years old and you are a handsome young man. But you have lost a little weight. You will have to eat more meat every meal from now on." The mother said with a tearful smile.
After a few more minutes, the aroma became stronger and stronger. The filling of Ye'erba was fried. You only need to steam the outer dough balls and then eat them. It's very fast.
"It's almost ready. It's so fragrant. Mom wants to eat a few." My mother said cheerfully, and then opened the lid of the pot. Suddenly, the heat surged up and the fragrance became more intense.
Mother picked one open with chopsticks and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, you can eat it."
Zhang Heng responded: "I'm going to call Xiaoyi right now." After saying that, he ran to the small tool room.
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"It's delicious, it's so delicious. It's better than all the cakes I've eaten before. Brother, you're so awesome." My sister swallowed hard and said happily.
"Yes, it tastes much better than the ones sold outside." My mother agreed.
Zhang Heng then picked up one and took a bite. He was also happy for a moment, because he originally sold six outside and tried one himself. After comparing the taste, the pork filling in his hand was thicker and thicker.
The strong fragrance is the smell of leaves, which is many times stronger than glaze leaves. It refreshes you when you smell it, and you want to eat it even more.
After swallowing a few mouthfuls, he said, "Mom, Xiaoyi, you guys are trying this to see if it tastes better." Zhang Heng was referring to the dozens of meat-filled dumplings next to him.
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