I Wore It Back After 60 Years

Chapter 7 Pimple Soup

Li Xiuhong hugged Li Xingxing and cried a lot, crying hoarsely.

Li Xingxing's identity has been confirmed so far.

"Don't cry, don't cry." Li Xingxing patted Li Xiuhong's back, feeling very uncomfortable, "Can you relax first? Let's talk slowly, okay? I have many doubts in my heart."

Li Xiuhong changed to hug her arm, but refused to let go.

He looked innocent, like a child, but his eyes were staring at Li Xingxing, as if he was afraid that if he closed his eyes, he would not be able to see her.

There were tears in Mrs. Li's eyes: "God has eyes, God has eyes!"

Li Xingxing didn't know if God had eyes.

All she knew was that she wanted to cry.

In the 21st century, isn't life with mobile phones, TVs and the Internet good?But I ran to the 60s to suffer from hunger.

She likes the baby fat on her face, she likes her fair skin and black hair, she likes to buy a piece or two of jewelry every now and then to make herself more beautiful, and she doesn't want to turn into a group of human-shaped skeletons in front of her!

Can't get enough to eat, it's scary!

Li Xingxing touched her stomach, she was a little hungry.

Today is Grandpa's May [-]th. She can't eat because of her sadness. She drank half a bowl of hot milk in the morning, and now her stomach is growling.

But she was embarrassed to open her mouth when she saw the appearance of her family.

However, when everyone heard it, the old man Li immediately said to his wife, "Take out some Fuqiang powder that Nianen sent to his mother, and give Xingxing a bowl of nugget soup and an egg."

Rich powder?It feels so precious.

Because the uncles and Cuihua couldn't help swallowing.

Li Xingxing waved his hand quickly: "No, no."

Mrs. Li said, "I'll do it for you. You and your mother are waiting in the house."

Cuihua stood up: "Uncle, Auntie, chat with your family slowly, I'll go back first."

"Thank you for sending Xingxing to our house. I will thank you tomorrow." Mrs. Li took her to the door, and then said to the daughter-in-law, granddaughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law of the whole courtyard: "It's all gone, after dinner. Come over later and ask Xingxing to recognize people."

Dazhu's daughter-in-law whispered, "Mother, is she really the little sister's daughter?"

Mrs. Li nodded: "Yes, Xiuhong saw the birthmark on her arm and neck, it was there from birth."

That's right.

When a mother, she will never admit her child wrong.

Satisfied curiosity, adults and children, scattered in twos and threes, each went back to their own homes, laying in the blanket and warm, was it better than blowing the wind outside?

Now that Li Xingxing is back, they will see each other sooner or later.

When Mrs. Li came into the house with a bowl of nugget soup, Li Xingxing, who was talking to her uncles, sniffed.

When she was hungry, she actually felt that the pimple soup was delicious.

You know, she doesn't like gnocchi the most.

"Come on, Xingxing, eat while it's hot." Mrs. Li handed it to her, and a pair of half-new bamboo chopsticks, her wrinkled face was extraordinarily kind and gentle.

Li Xingxing was so hungry, "I really ate!"

Unexpectedly, one day, Li Xingxing would be drooling over a bowl of soup with little oil and no salt, only a poached egg and a little cabbage leaves.

"Eat, eat!" Li Xiuhong urged, "After eating, I'll ask Chen Goudan for it!"

Li Xingxing almost choked on the pimple: "Isn't Chen Goudan dead?"

She has a good memory, and Cuihua said that Chen Goudan was gone.

On the contrary, the Li family was stunned for a moment, and Li Dazhu sneered: "Isn't he dead!"

As soon as Li Xingxing heard it, he knew that Chen Goudan was not dead.

Not dead but not here, that is, divorced from Li Xiuhong?

(End of this chapter)