After stretching, she sat down, finished eating, washed the dishes, and then took out her books and started studying. Then Grandma Song came in from the door with a basket on her back.
"Zhizhi is awake, has eaten, and is studying again. Are your eyes okay? By the way, grandma will go back tomorrow morning to help me. You can go and stay at my aunt's house for a day!"
Building a house at home was really messy, and she had to rush back in the afternoon anyway, so Song Zhizhi would not have to walk back and forth for so many hours and would be tired from studying.
So Grandma Song thought it would be better to leave her and just study.
"No, grandma, I have to go home and practice piano at Teacher Tan's house. Besides, my brothers' problems have been accumulating for a week. They must be solved. Otherwise, how can we continue to learn? Walking more is just like exercising."
From now on, I will practice piano on weekends, study high school science content normally from Monday to Friday, tutor my brothers when I return to my hometown, and tutor Meng Qiuqiu when I return to the town. I can’t waste any time.
So Song Zhizhi simply refused, then thought about it and added.
"At worst, we'll come to town again on Monday morning. Anyway, we don't have self-study until eight o'clock. We'll set off at six o'clock. It's in time. We can just go to bed early the night before. Grandma, okay?"
She acted coquettishly and acted rogue, and finally achieved her goal. Grandma Song couldn't refuse, so she packed up a few more pieces of Song Zhizhi's clothes and put them in her backpack.
Song Zhizhi and Grandma Song went to bed at 11pm, got up at 6am, locked the door and set off at 6:30am.
There were no people along the way, and there was only the whistling mountain breeze, which added a lot of coolness. It made me feel like a fairy when I walked, and I felt comfortable both physically and mentally.
The two of them arrived at the head of the village at about 8:40. Many villagers had been working in the fields for several hours. They all wanted to finish their work early in the morning before the weather was not hot. They had dinner at twelve o'clock and finished their work in three or four hours at noon.
The idea of not having to go to the fields is not a waste of time.
Several new foundations were opened in front of and next to my house, and the floor was covered with large bricks made of clay, some were completely dry, some were semi-dry, and some were freshly framed and still filled with water.
A third of the wall has already been built on the foundation. Because it is the weekend, the eight big workers in the village help, plus four uncles, there are 12 adult men, and there are seven brothers who work as small laborers and run errands.
The scene looks very shocking, and the houses are accumulating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Only the kitchen was not passive. There was smoke from cooking and the aroma was fragrant. Looking at the figure, it should be the eldest aunt, the third aunt and the fifth aunt who were busy.
When Song Zhizhi was seen by everyone, the seven brothers immediately put down their work and moved Song Zhizhi to a chair in the main room to sit down.
"Zhizhi, why are you back? Didn't I promise you to come back after the house is built?"
"It's just that the house is very chaotic now, and there are so many people. What if I stumble and knock you down?"
"The main room is safe now. You stay here. Brothers are going out to do their work. Lao Liu and Lao Qi, please stop doing it and just keep an eye on the branches."
Song Laoqi and Song Laoliu nodded repeatedly, and Song Zhizhi agreed one by one. When the brothers left to continue working, she directed Song Laoliu and Song Laoqi to get all their textbooks and study as usual.
During the day, the two who have the worst grades can save a lot of time by giving tutoring to the other brothers after they get off work at night.
Song Laoliu:......
Why are you studying when you haven't even started talking to your sister yet?
Song Laoqi: How can I break my sister’s transformation into a learning machine? Please help!
But the two did not dare to resist, so they obeyed and started studying hard. After studying for three hours, it was lunch time. Song Zhizhi took a few bites, took the key and went to Teacher Tan's house next door to sit down in front of the piano.
She turned to the page of the song she had played in Qi's hometown before and started playing happily.
The other big workers only rested for twenty minutes and then all went to their positions to continue working. Everyone wore a straw hat on their head, casting a piece of coolness on their faces.
Hearing the sound of the piano, one of them suddenly joked, "Song Aiguo, your Zhizhi is pretty good, and you play really nicely!"
Song Aiguo was Song Zhizhi's uncle. He shook his head and pointed at a few boys immodestly, "Of course, don't look at other children. Don't think of those children as sluts. Our Zhizhi is really studious.
Haowen works hard, but he doesn’t look like a descendant of the old Song family!"
Out of a brood of lazy men, a hard-working man emerges, but it doesn't look like he came out of the same brood.
"Hahaha, how can you say that about your own children? But I have only heard of others listening to the sound of rain while doing construction work. I didn't expect that we actually experienced that foreign stuff accompanying us. It's embarrassing to talk about it.
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"That's not true. I suddenly have strength, hahaha!"
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A group of people are bustling, laughing and laughing, brick by brick forming a wall, the atmosphere is great!
At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Song Zhizhi stopped to rest for a while. As soon as he flexed his wrists and fingers, he heard his aunt's voice, "Zhizhi, take a rest and come out and try the wheat cake I made. It was steamed well today and very soft."
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Wheat cake?
She likes it!
Grind the wheat into flour, and make the dough as you would for making steamed buns. The more bubbles the better, then roll it into a triangular cylinder with tung leaves, put the noodles in and wrap it up, steam it in a pot over high heat, and mix the tung leaves with the dough.
It swells up and fills up the leaves.
The fragrance of tung leaves, the sweetness of fermented wheat, and the soft texture are all mixed together, it’s amazing!
Song Zhizhi ran out decisively, took a white bowl from her aunt's hand, and blew on it to try to make the wheat cake cool faster. It took a long few minutes before it was cool enough to handle.
Other workers also stopped and ate their food one after another. They got hungry quickly after doing strenuous work. The Lao Song family always gave food to them in the afternoon, which was really good!
She quickly tore open the tung leaf packaging, and the fragrance was tangy to her nose. Saliva began to secrete in her mouth. She couldn't wait to take a bite. It was the taste in her memory. It was so delicious!
"Zhizhi, what do you think? Make it like this and sell it!" The aunt took a bite and nodded with satisfaction, but she didn't forget to ask Song Zhizhi for her opinion.
Song Zhizhi nodded three times, "It's delicious and will definitely sell well. Trust me!"
There is only one store selling this on the street now, but it is made in a rigid way, like bricks, and not many people buy it. The one sold by Auntie Niang has a similar taste to the store that sells it well in her memory. They are both delicious, so they must be good.
!
Hearing her affirmation, the eldest uncle smiled even more. It was indeed the result of what she had done several times. She remembered this ratio!
Song Zhizhi ate two large wheat cakes in one go and wanted to eat more. Finally, she stopped when Grandma Song ordered her to stop eating because she was afraid that she would have too much food.