cannon fodder love

Chapter 151 The Dream of Dwelling 13
The next day, according to the place An Yanbing pointed out, the father dug up the other parts of the female corpse. With the recovered head, the father quietly buried her in the public grave, and even erected a monument to write her name on it. .

An Yanbing went around the street, and when she came back, she brought back Xiaoheixiaobai.

Seeing the two cute cats, the parents haven't said anything yet, the younger sister and younger brother are already happily teasing the cats.

Seeing that the younger siblings like it, the parents don't say anything anymore. The rich use cat food and high-end canned cats to raise cats. As for the poor who raise cats, they are leftovers. No matter what they eat, the cat will not starve to death.

After finishing the work on the female corpse, my father went to the field to sow seeds in the afternoon. This time, he used a planter. After the wheat was harvested, the fields should be planted with corn in time, so that the corn could be harvested during the National Day.

An Yanbing and her sister were not idle at home. They helped their mother pack the wheat, and then carried the two bags of wheat to the rack cart together.

This year, more than 30 bags of wheat were harvested, and these two bags were handed over to the grain depot.

The mother said that the siblings are still young, so one person should be left at home to take care of the siblings.

Mother wanted An Yanbing to stay, but An Yanbing volunteered. She wanted to go to the grain depot to see how the farmers paid the grain.

Mother was pulling the cart in front, and An Yanbing was pushing in the back, afraid that mother would be tired, so she used a little spiritual power.

When they were about to go out, they met the neighbor next door who wanted to pay public food, so the two families set off together.

At that time, the road from Xiao'an Village to the grain depot was still a dirt road, and the car was rickety along the way, and the road was not very flat. Fortunately, the grain depot was not too far from home, and it took only ten minutes to walk there.

When they arrived at the grain depot, An Yanbing saw that there were many people coming to deliver the public grain, and there was a long line of trucks, more than 30 people.

An Yanbing lined up there, while her mother was chatting with her neighbors.

After waiting for two full hours, it was my turn. I saw a staff member holding an instrument in his hand, asking my mother to open the bag, grab a handful of wheat, looked at it in her hand, and stretched out the instrument again. Put it into the bag and check the dryness and wetness of the wheat.

There are requirements for the wheat to be handed in. We don’t want wheat that is too poor to meet the standard, and we don’t want wheat that is too wet.

Fortunately, my mother knew all about this, and specially selected qualified ones when packing the wheat.

My own wheat was quickly inspected and accepted, and it was up to the standard, so I pushed it to the grain depot.

My mother pulled a shelf cart to the grain depot. There was a large scale at the gate of the grain depot, which was used to weigh the handed-in grain. If it was not enough, I would use money to make up the difference, and if it was too much, I would give you money and refund it.

The two sacks of wheat were a little too much, the staff at the door calculated with an abacus, and exchanged the excess for money and gave it to my mother.

My mother pushed the empty cart out of the grain depot, but saw the neighbor next door pushing the wheat out of the grain depot dejectedly. His wheat was not up to the standard, so he had to push it back first.

After asking a few words, my mother brought An Yanbing to the street, where she planned to buy vegetables for the afternoon.

There is a vegetable market on the street, but there are still many small stalls selling vegetables on both sides of the street.

My mother looked on both sides of the street and began to choose the dishes she wanted.

After buying vegetables, her mother turned her eyes to the meat stall again. An Yanbing was a little excited because she hadn't eaten meat for a long time, but she couldn't express her thoughts, she could only hope that her mother would go to the meat stall to buy more meat.

Sure enough, my mother went to the meat stall, bought a catty of meat, put the vegetables and meat on the rack cart, and the mother and daughter returned home.

The mother started to cut the meat, and the elder sister came over to pick vegetables with An Yanbing.

Today's dishes include leeks, radishes, scallions, and a handful of vermicelli. An Yanbing looked at these, but didn't know what her mother wanted to cook. It wasn't until her mother took out the noodles that she had already made that An Yanbing realized that her mother today Ask for steamed meat buns.

It has been almost a year since I came to this house, and my mother can steam buns every few days, but this is the first time to steam buns today.

Watching her mother reconcile the minced meat, her sister started to boil water. An Yanbing stood aside, trying to help her mother, but she couldn't make buns, so she could only watch from the sidelines.

The water finally boiled, and my mother put two cages of buns into the pot, looked at the watch on her wrist, and counted the time, and my sister continued to light the fire.

An Yanbing went to the room when she had nothing to do, but her younger sister and younger brother waited by the pot all the time, unwilling to leave.

After more than 20 minutes, An Yanbing smelled the aroma of steamed buns in the room, and before anyone called her, she came to the kitchen.

The pot has been opened, and the mother is picking up steamed buns in a pot, and the other sisters each took a steamed stuffed bun to eat beside them.

"Yan Bing, you should try it quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold." Mother said with a smile.

An Yanbing picked up a steamed stuffed bun and looked at it. The skin was thin and the meat was thick, so she got an appetite after looking at it.

I took a bite, and it was really delicious. After a few bites, when I wanted to eat another one, my sister stopped me: "Dad hasn't come back yet, wait until Dad comes home for dinner."

An Yanbing had no choice but to resist the temptation of delicious food, and went back to her room, still thinking about the smell of steamed stuffed buns, hoping that her father would come home early.

After finally waiting for my father to come home and the food served on the table, I can finally have a good meal now.

Looking at the steaming steamed buns, An Yanbing grabbed one without hesitation and opened her mouth to bite.

This time she made an exception and ate seven, causing her father to look strangely at her.

"If the child likes to eat, let her eat. I will steam it another day after eating." The mother said with a smile.

After eating the buns and drinking a bowl of millet porridge, An Yanbing only had one word in her heart, cool!

Today's meal was really satisfying, and after a full belch, An Yanbing returned to her room contentedly.

"Sister, you don't pay attention to the image of a lady when you eat today, what do you look like wolfing down?" Zhiyue said dissatisfiedly from the side.

"I'm just a little girl, growing up, what's wrong with eating too much?" An Yanbing rolled her eyes at Zhiyue.

"Sister, that bun smells so good, I want to eat it too." Xiao Bai said from the side.

"I'll steal a few for you later, but you're not allowed to steal them." An Yanbing warned.

Just as he was talking, his sister came in. Fortunately, she couldn't see Zhiyue. Seeing her coming in, Xiaobai stopped talking and squatted obediently in the corner.

"I'm full, Yan Bing, let's go out for a walk." My sister said with a smile.

An Yanbing nodded, she was fed up today, it was time to exercise.

The two girls walked out of the room. It was still dark at this time, and they didn't want to go far, so they walked around the neighborhood.

While walking and chatting, it was getting dark before I knew it. There were no street lights in the village at that time, and after dark, I couldn't see anything clearly on both sides.

An Yanbing was afraid of the dark since she was a child, and she never dared to turn off the lights when she was alone at home. She hurriedly took her sister's hand: "Sister, let's go back."

The two returned to the room, where the younger sister was teasing Xiao Hei, but Xiao Bai had slipped away.

"My body is so dirty, sister, let me wash it." An Yanbing came to the courtyard, but fortunately there was a light in the courtyard, she went to the simple shed and closed the door of the simple shed.

This time, she wanted to take a good wash, so she came to her free space.

In the space, there is a hot spring she built, she lies in the water, enjoying it beautifully.

The hot spring also has aura, which can not only wash away the dirt all over her body, but also purify her body, making all aspects of her body better and better.

"I really want to lie here and sleep beautifully. It's nice to have this space." An Yanbing sighed again, this is her private space, except for those little guys.

It was going to school the day after tomorrow, and thinking of going back to school to pretend to be a primary school student, An Yanbing complained about Ye Junyi again, why didn't she send her to the original owner when she was in high school?Since high school, she can also realize the dreams of the original owner.

　This story may be a bit plain, mainly to record some things when I was a child, and add some associations, friends who don't like to read, you can skip it.

　　
　
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