"Live a good life. Spring is here, and the country's policies have improved. The hard times are over, and good times are ahead." Grandma comforted, "Okay, you two go and get some dinner for the children.
!I’m going back!”
With a squeaking sound, grandma opened the door and went out.
The room was quiet for a while, and there was no electricity tonight. The room was pitch dark. Suddenly, a cry broke the silence. The person in the east room was obviously awake. Maybe he was dreaming about the scary scene he encountered today. This cry was particularly sad.
Ling Xiaowei came out of the back room, took a box of matches from the table in the dark, and took out a small piece of candle. With a click, the weak fire light came on, and Ling Xiaowei lit a candle.
"Dad!" Ling Xiaowei put the candle on the candle holder and placed it on the Eight Immortals table. Ling Guoqiang sat at the table with a drooped face, his brows filled with gloom, and he couldn't get rid of his sorrow.
Ling Xiaowei understood the sorrow in her father's heart.
Thinking of selling clothes today, she raised a happy smile, took her father's arm and said, "Dad, all the clothes you made were sold today, for one hundred and ninety-eight yuan."
Ling Guoqiang's gloomy eyes suddenly lit up when he heard the news. He looked up at Ling Xiaowei and said, "Xiaowei, is what you said true? Are they all sold?"
"It's true, but..." Ling Xiaowei wanted to give the money to her father. "It's just that all the money from the sale was given to the Zhang family today! By the way, there are still seventy-eight yuan left here!" Ling Xiaowei counted herself.
money on the table.
Ling Guoqiang grabbed Xiaowei's hand, trembling slightly. He was so excited that he never imagined that all his clothes would be sold. Under the dim candlelight, Ling Xiaowei could vaguely see the tears shining slightly in Ling Guoqiang's eyes.
Ling Xiaowei was also happy, so happy that she wanted to cry!
"Dad, you are the best. From now on, if you make clothes and I buy them, our family will get better and better." Ling Xiaowei said loudly.
Zhang Cuifen, who was coaxing Mingming in the room, also heard the conversation between the father and daughter in the main room. She heard Ling Xiaowei say that all the clothes were sold and sold for 198 yuan. She was slightly shocked in her heart. No wonder Ling Xiaowei had 300 yuan.
Blocks!
Zhang Cuifen couldn't help being happy. She was so happy that she wanted to hold her child and share the good news with the father and daughter. But when she thought about her attitude towards the father and daughter these days, she stood up and sat down again.
It's all her fault! Blame her for looking down on Ling Guoqiang.
She wanted to make up for her previous mistakes. She put down Mingming and started to take out a bag of wheat flour from the rattan basket under the bed. She dug out two bowls and poured them into the enamel basin. Then she started kneading, kneading, and rolling the dough.
, roll out the dough thinly, and then cut the dough into thin noodles.
She had made it once before, and both Ling Guoqiang and Ling Xiaowei said it was delicious.
She was going to make noodles for the father and daughter today to make up for her recent mistakes.
Ling Guoqiang asked Ling Xiaowei to collect the money! He was so happy that he wished he could make some more clothes now.
Ling Xiaowei's stomach growled outside the house. She looked at the door of the east room. The door was closed. All the food was in the east room. Because it was cold in the winter, everything was put in the room and has not been moved until now.
I came out, thinking that I would move after the cabin was ready.
Now she wants to get some food by herself, but is afraid of being embarrassed if she meets Zhang Cuifen!
Just as she was thinking about it, Zhang Cuifen came out of the room with two bowls of noodles. In the dark night, the two bowls were covered with white mist, and a scent of green onions hit her face.
It smells so good!
It was two bowls of Yangchun noodles, soy sauce soup base, green scallions, and thin white noodles. Ling Xiaowei liked noodles the most, especially Yangchun noodles. Although she was dissatisfied with Zhang Cuifen, the Yangchun noodles she made were really excellent.
"You must be hungry! Eat the noodles I just made while it's hot!" Zhang Cuifen rubbed her hands and stood aside with a shy smile.
At this time, Mingming walked out of the room, saw the noodles on the table, and shouted: "Noodles, I want to eat noodles..."
After saying that, he ran to Ling Xiaowei's legs, stretched out his arms, and let Ling Xiaowei hug him.
"That's sister's noodles. Come on, let's go inside and eat." Zhang Cuifen said to Mingming.
Ming Ming shook his head and shouted: "No, I want to eat here." He pointed at the table.
On weekdays, everyone eats at this table. He obviously has his own special place, a big wicker chair, and that is his place. Children sometimes just accept death and must eat in their own place.
Zhang Cuifen had no choice but to go inside and bring out a bowl of noodles, and then sat at her usual seat.
The aroma of noodles lingered on the tip of Ling Xiaowei's nose. She didn't care about anything else, picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
"Mom, it's delicious!" Ming Ming is now three years old and can speak more and more words. He can be heard chattering alone at the dinner table.
Halfway through the noodles, Ling Xiaowei suddenly discovered that there was an egg under the noodles.
There is nothing to eat at home, so why are there eggs?
She likes to eat eggs the most. She hasn't eaten eggs since the Chinese New Year. She glanced at Zhang Cuifen and saw that Zhang Cuifen should have kept them privately, but now she is willing to donate them!
Zhang Cuifen was feeding noodles to Mingming and didn't notice Ling Xiaowei.
She glanced at her father's bowl and saw that there was also an egg in his bowl.
"Mom, I want to eat eggs!" Mingming's sharp eyes saw a poached egg in Ling Xiaowei's bowl across from her, and she screamed excitedly.
These days, having eggs to eat is such a luxury! Ling Xiaowei is so greedy!
Ling Xiaowei sandwiched the eggs in the bowl and prepared to hand them to Mingming. Mingming was young and needed nutrition!
"Here, dad gives it to you!" Ling Guoqiang picked up the eggs in his own bowl and put them into Mingming's bowl.
When Zhang Cuifen said "Dad", her hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly. She was slightly excited. Ling Guoqiang must have forgiven her!
She happily said to Mingming: "Mingming, thank you dad!"
With noodles in his mouth, he said to Ling Guoqiang in a slurred manner: "Thank you, dad!" He stretched his neck and kissed Ling Guoqiang on the face.
Such a heart-warming action made everyone smile happily.
Ling Xiaowei saw Ling Guoqiang smiling so happily, and she was also happy in her heart. She hoped that from now on, the family would be united and united, and live in harmony! She hoped that Zhang Cuifen could really change her ways and live with her father sincerely.
Lu Yao knows that horse power has won people's hearts over time, let time witness it!
After dinner, Ling Xiaowei returned to her room, and the room returned to tranquility. Everything during the day made her exhausted. As soon as she got into bed, she fell asleep. In a daze, she heard the cold electronic sound.
.
"Congratulations to the host, you have completed the mission! You already have the basic ability to become a god-level designer~ Please accept the reward!"
Ling Xiaowei clicked the confirmation button in a daze.
"Host, please continue to the next task!"
Ling Xiaowei pressed the confirm button again.
A burst of white light flashed, and Ling Xiaowei completely fell into a dark and sweet dream. In her dream, she ate a large bowl of poached eggs, which made her burp! It was so satisfying and delicious!