Reborn 1978

Chapter 147 (first update on October 11st)
Luo Qing'an waved his hand: "Come on, it's just such a small matter and I have to go to your house for dinner. It's easy to do. The fish and things your family gave us last time, I don't have anything good to give you."

"Hey, brother Luo's words are out of the question. What are the two of us talking about? If you say this again, I will make my family's boss deny you as a brother, and brother Luo will stop working for my family." Xu Shuzhen waved.

Luo Qing'an didn't take it seriously, and smiled and picked up the fences that were tied against the wall: "If you don't admit it, I have to finish this first." After saying that, he walked out in a few steps.

Zhuang Hongzhe was an eye-opener today. He really likes the lively atmosphere of a family together. No one cares about anyone else. He wants his family well. He is not as indifferent as their family. Even neighbors help each other. Mutual support, extremely harmonious.

Fu Chunhua saw that he was a little dazed, guessing that he was thinking of his own home, so he hurriedly interrupted and said, "Brother Ah Zhe, your dumplings still need to be improved! Mom, look at the dumplings I made and Brother Ah Zhe's dumplings, in the Let’s show the pros and cons together!”

Xu Shuzhen gave her a slap on the head: "Just bully others, why don't you draw with Azhe? Use your little advantage to compare with others' disadvantages, you are capable!"

"Hey, mom, be gentle and hit again, your daughter will suffer a lot if she hits a fool." Fu Chunhua rubbed his forehead exaggeratedly and said.Zhuang Hongzhe couldn't help laughing when he saw the interaction between the mother and daughter.

Maybe someone helped, but before eleven o'clock Fu Yongde came back with his two sons.

Xu Shuzhen hurriedly asked: "Where's Brother Luo? Why didn't he come back with you? You told him to come over for lunch."

Fu Yongde wiped his sweat with a towel: "Lao Luo said he won't come over, this little thing is worth a meal."

"Hey, that can't make people work for nothing!" Xu Shuzhen muttered.

Fu Yongde shook his head: "Okay, our family and theirs are not a matter of one day, next time his family makes coal, I will also help."

Xu Shuzhen asked again: "Are you going to dig the ground in the afternoon?"

"No need, I've finished it this morning. After all, there are so many people!" Fu Yongde sat down.

Seeing everyone sweating profusely, Fu Chunhua hurriedly went to the kitchen, filled several bowls of chilled mung bean paste and brought them over.

Fu Chunjing, a foodie, was naturally the first one to jump forward. He unceremoniously took a bowl to the side and ate it. While eating, he praised vaguely: "Mmm, it's delicious!"

Fu Chunhua has nothing to do with his foodie brother, he eats everything delicious, she brought a bowl for both father and mother, but mother's bowl is much less, Fu Chunhua is afraid that if he eats too much, it will be cold to his sister not good.

She brought another bowl to Zhuang Hongzhe: "Try the mung bean paste I made, but I was inspired by your grandma, this taste is a bit like her old man's." Don't dare to be too exciting.

Zhuang Hongzhe took it with a smile and tasted it. He doesn't like sweets too much, but he didn't dare to add more sugar to the mung bean paste made by Fu Chunhua. You must know that everything is in short supply at this time, so the sweetness is still acceptable to him. within the range.

It was Fu Chunqiang who was obedient, and saw that they had all served bowls, so he went up to the front of the bowl and began to eat.

Fu Chunjing had already finished eating a bowl at this time, and shouted at his sister: "Sister, is there any more in the kitchen? This food is cold and delicious, but the sugar is a little less."

Xu Shuzhen burst out laughing: "Chunhua, don't bother with your brother, he doesn't put enough sugar. Every time I cook mung bean porridge, he still says it's not sweet. I say no. Maybe, he showed it to me, look, where is the sugar here, can't you see it at all?"

Everyone laughed, so much so that Fu Chunjing felt very embarrassed: "At that time, I thought I could see it when I put sugar in it. I didn't know that my mother had mixed it well, and the sugar would have melted long ago."

Fu Yongde asked about his daughter: "Chunhua, where did you store your mung bean paste? Why is it so cold?"

Fu Chunhua felt guilty. At that time, he only knew that it would be cooler to relieve the heat, but he didn't remember that there was no way to explain it. The whole thing was unscientific!
However, there is no way to be unscientific, so she had to explain indiscriminately: "Dad, I just chilled mung bean paste with cold water. It's just that there are no lotus seeds. If there are lotus seeds, it will be more delicious. I'm still in Brother Azhe I ate mung bean paste made by Azhe’s brother and grandma, and her old man put lotus seeds in it, it was really delicious.”

As soon as he said it was delicious, he successfully diverted everyone's target, especially Fu Chunjing, who said anxiously: "Mom, then next time, you can also buy some lotus seeds and let my sister make them."

Xu Shuzhen was also a little speechless about the big foodie son: "You just know how to eat and eat. How can you buy these lotus seeds so easily? Mung beans are good. They are issued by the unit. Otherwise, go to the grain store to buy them, and you need food." What about tickets. We don’t have enough food stamps to buy rice and flour, how can we have extra food stamps to buy mung beans.”

After eating mung bean paste and resting for a while, Fu Chunqiang and Fu Chunjing also ran over to help make dumplings, while Fu Yongde took Fu Chunhua's rolling pin. personal bag.

In the beginning, the dumplings made by only three people were fairly neat, but two more were added, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

Fu Chunhua looked at the rows of dumplings in different shapes and was about to die of laughter: "This brother made the dumplings with his back turned upside down. This brother Azhe made the dumplings, an old man was so hunchbacked that he almost fell to the ground. This one My brother did it, you are planning to climb over the wall!"

Her venomous tongue attracted the glaring looks of the three boys, but she didn't care, because she and Xu Shuzhen were already half-laughing.

As soon as the dumplings came out of the pan, Fu Chunhua sent Fu Chunjing and Fu Chunqiang to send a bowl of dumplings to the Luo family upstairs and the Zhu family next door. There were not many, and the neighbors could try some.

Zhuang Hongzhe was also a little surprised at this way of getting along with each other. The neighbors could still give such a bite of food like this.

For lunch, the few cold dishes Fu Chunhua mixed were more popular than dumplings. As soon as Fu Yongde took his first bite, he called Fu Chunjing: "Come here quickly, and get dad some cold beer."

His appearance showed that this cold dish was very suitable for him, and it was as difficult as turning money in his coat pocket.

Fu Chunhua stopped Fu Yongde: "Father, don't take it out, my daughter treats you to a drink of beer today!" Then he turned over [-] cents and handed it to Fu Chunjing who had already taken the military water bottle.

Fu Chunjing's hands and feet were also quick, and he ran back in a short time. Fu Yongde drank a cold beer and ate a cold dish, looking as beautiful as if he had picked up money on the road.

Fu Chunhua knows that his father can come to smoke and drink everything. It is said that smoking was given to the church by his uncle when he was five or six years old. It's okay, those who don't smoke get lung cancer!Unexpectedly, he died of lung cancer in the end.

In this life, Fu Chunhua thought she should persuade her a little bit, otherwise this body is her own and no one else can replace it.It's just that now that the family has no money, he still smokes relatively little, and he still smokes the kind of shredded tobacco that he bought himself, and Xu Shuzhen helps him roll.

Fu Chunhua did the most work of rolling cigarettes in his previous life. The cigarette papers he bought and the shredded tobacco are all cut. A book-sized cigarette rolling device, laying white paper on the top position, thinly Spread a long strip of shredded tobacco carefully, and paste one end of the white paper. There is a chopstick-like thing on the cigarette rolling device, and you can rub it forward to form a stick.

What this job requires is ingenuity. At that time, Fu Chunni saw that she always had to help when she was doing it, but the more she helped, the more troublesome she was.

As for wine, it is even more terrible. Now the family is still in trouble, so he drinks less, and it gets better later. He doesn't drink except for breakfast, and at least one glass for every other meal.

Fu Chunjing looked greedily at the side, and leaned up to Fu Yongde and said, "Dad, give me a drink too."

Fu Yongde remembered that he was much more sensible than usual during this time, so he handed him the cup: "You are young, you can only take a sip, you can't drink too much!"

"Well, just one sip." Fu Chunjing replied very calmly.

Fu Chunhua knew her brother's strength, so she couldn't help lowering her head to laugh. Zhuang Hongzhe was sitting next to her, only to see her bowing her head and shoulders constantly shrugging, she couldn't help laughing alone!

Sure enough, Fu Chunjing's one gulp just drank up Fu Yongde's just-filled teacup of beer. Everyone around was stunned, and burst into laughter after a while.

Fu Chunhua just wanted to say, what can I do to save you, my foodie brother.It turned out that those female fans of his didn't see his current foodie appearance, otherwise, why would they always regard him as a male god? Is there such an edible male god?

The meal was so joyful that Zhuang Hongzhe was reluctant to leave, the atmosphere in this house was so good, even though it was summer, he didn't want to go back to his cold house again.

But the Fu family is indeed too young, Zhuang Hongzhe must have a nap at noon, Fu Chunhua couldn't stay if he wanted to, so he had to send him home.

Zhuang Hongzhe is very happy, he likes being with her more and more, and feels that as long as he has her, every day is so fulfilling.

The two came out in the sound of Xu Shuzhen's earnest instructions. It was just after one o'clock in the afternoon, and the afternoon sun was the most violent. They walked forward in the shade of the roadside, chatting while walking.

Fu Chunhua saw that Zhuang Hongzhe's condition is better today, his small face seems to have begun to grow flesh, it's not the first time he saw him looking like a pale boy, let alone the sunken cheeks and black and yellow complexion in his previous life impression Painting is a teenager.

　I went to the Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum and the Presidential Palace today, and I’m going back to BJ in the evening. Dear friends, I’m coming back!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)