The heroine of Kuai Chuan Zhi's family only farms

Chapter 1194 [1193] Eight Zero Ugly Girl Counterattack 20 (4000+)

"Why do you still have the face to eat my food? Take it here, and I won't give it to you!"

The woman spoke viciously and looked fierce. Wang Ting looked amused, stuffed the dried sweet potato directly into her mouth, and pouted her mouth in the direction of the old man.

"This is not yours. It was given to me by my uncle. If you don't eat it for nothing, what shame is there? If you want to talk about this face, Auntie, you were still occupying a seat just now? Isn't that so?"

"Tingting, don't talk nonsense!" Mom pressed her mouth in time to prevent her from saying another word.

She also knew enough was enough, snorted at the woman, and took out a pack of spiced beans fried with Guanyin soil from her backpack.

"Here, sir, you can eat too. We won't take advantage of you. This one tastes crunchy and delicious!"

She found Guanyin soil on the river beach, and then made it into a local snack, adding fennel powder to it, which has a very special taste and local characteristics.

Uncle's health is quite good. Generally, older people don't like this kind of hard food. She saw that he could tear the dried sweet potato, so she dared to take it out for him to taste.

"Isn't this a snack from Jinxi?"

Wang Ting gave him a thumbs up appreciatively: "My uncle has good eyesight, and he seems to be a big man who travels all over the world. That's right, that's the characteristic over there."

"There are also Qin Xi's." The aunt couldn't help but moved her lips, and Wang Ting pursed her lips into a smile.

"You're right. We're all based on pasta. Apart from this, there are other stone buns."

The aunt seemed very happy to say this, and she said proudly: "My natal family belongs to Qin Xi, and we have too much delicious food there."

Wang Ting chatted endlessly with her aunt about the food at Qin Xi's, but she ignored her own daughter. The woman was so angry that she pulled her aside, thinking she was in the way, and ended up being reprimanded by her parents instead.

"What are you doing? We're having a good chat. This girl is very knowledgeable, especially when it comes to food. What's wrong with us talking? You're young, what's wrong with standing there for a while?"

"Get up, let's go," the old man even drove away directly. Wang Ting didn't dare to provoke this woman who was about the same age as her mother this time. She even smiled secretly, so she didn't notice it.

Chatting and chatting, for some reason, we talked about studies, and finally the uncle showed his works for Wang Ting to appreciate.

It was the latest calligraphy work. While the uncle was still showing off his own work, Wang Ting's attention was on the work next door to the uncle, because this work is not someone else's, it was last year She participated in the calligraphy competition, and her works were in the semi-finals.

After the rematch, I haven't heard the news again, but I saw her work on this?
Looking at the name again, it’s still her name, it’s a complete picture, there’s no falsification, the part of the name bears her unique mark, most people can’t see it, it’s hers, it’s just...why didn’t she receive the notification of the finals Woolen cloth?And what do the words on it mean?
Wang Ting didn't dare to reveal anything in front of her parents. She didn't have many years of calligraphy skills, so she couldn't write it. She could secretly participate in the competition and get a prize, but she couldn't show it in front of her parents. Because there were too many loopholes, she was so calm Hold your breath.

Afterwards, she used a routine and asked the publisher of this collection of works. After learning that it was the Provincial Calligraphers Association, she felt even more uncomfortable.

But she didn't say anything, and she decided to take this book to the Calligraphers Association in person when she was free.

Provided that--

"Master, where can I buy this book?"

"Haha, you want it, but you can't buy it. This is issued internally by our Calligraphers Association. Only those who have works can get it."

Wang Ting frowned slightly, and lowered her eyes, looking very disappointed. Seeing this, the old man raised his eyebrows.

"What do you want this for, a junior high school student? Collection? Or study? It's useless for study. I'll write you a few copybooks, and you can buy them yourself,"

Wang Ting couldn't think of any suitable reason for a while, so she just looked at him pitifully.

"How about I bought your book? You offer a price. If I can afford it, I will buy it. If I can't afford it, I can just forget it."

Without explaining at all why he wanted this book, the uncle gave her a deep look, as if he couldn't figure out what she wanted to do.

"Just say it if you want, it's really untechnical, huh~~,"

Ignoring the aunt's contempt, she didn't feel embarrassed, who asked her to need this evidence!

This old man named Gu Heming was obviously not willing to give her this book. Wang Ting thought about it and decided to settle for the next best thing.

"Master, I don't want it. I will borrow it from you for a few months, and I will return this book to you later. Just let me see the end of March, how about it?"

Wang Pu was a little surprised at his daughter's request, and even felt that it was a bit difficult for her.

"Tingting, what are you doing? If you want to practice calligraphy, let's go to the library and find some copybooks. There is no need for this,"

"That's right, Tingting, this was posted internally, it can't be spread outside, so don't be embarrassing."

Wang Ting didn't listen, and stared straight at him. The old man was helplessly stared at by her, so he could only take out the paper and pen from his bag, and wrote her an address.

"Okay, the old man will trust you for a while, you little girl must be honest and trustworthy. You are not allowed to break your promise at the end of March, just the end of March. Chinese people are not allowed to lie to Chinese people, you know?"

Wang Ting nodded her head, looked at the beautiful pen and regular script written by the old man, and praised it.

"As expected of the Calligraphers' Association, this character is perfect, do you live in L City?"

"Yes, if you have the opportunity to go to school in L City in the future, you are welcome to visit my house."

Zhou Yiyi had already been to L City in that life, and she didn't plan to go to L City again in this life. She wanted to return home, but she didn't dare to reveal it.

Immediately, he showed a joyful look, and after being grateful again and again, he held the bookkeeper in his arms like a treasure, and assured the old man that he would return it intact without any wrinkles or damage.

Aunt Gu wanted to stop her a few times, but her father stopped her with his eyes. She never expected to meet such a strange family on the train, and they got acquainted because of a quarrel. It was the first time for a big girl to sit in a bridal sedan chair!

After more than an hour, they arrived at their station, packed up their things, and gave up the seat to Aunt Gu. Before getting off the bus, she secretly stuffed a pack of milk powder into the gap between her mother and Grandma Gu.

She doesn't like to owe favors to others. This package of milk powder costs more than 20 yuan. It's not expensive, but it's not cheap either.

After Wang Ting and the others got out of the car, Gu Manzhen began to complain that the girl was not only ugly, but also had a temper, complaining that the old man gave her too much face.

The old lady was the first to discover the package of milk powder, and she showed it to her father, who was not surprised at all.

"It's in line with this girl's behavior style. If she was afraid that we wouldn't want it, she would sneak her in. She is a kind person who will repay her kindness."

"I believe she will send the book to me. Although I can't guess what she borrowed the book for for the time being, it is useful to designate it. Manzhen, you are also the same. You are the one who is wrong today. You are the ugly one. An ugly one, is it appropriate?"

"It's suitable, why is it not suitable? My son will not be able to find such an ugly girl in the future. You said that her father is not bad-looking. Although my mother has spots on her face, she is not a wimp. Why is she so ugly? Shame?"

The old lady stared at her daughter speechlessly, "Why is she ugly? Is she not more sensible than ordinary girls? I think she is pretty good, her appearance is given by her parents, she may not be like any relative in this family, how can you be so How about insulting others? It’s as if there are no ugly people in our family. Speaking of which, aren’t you the ugliest among your brothers and sisters?”

"Oh mom, why are you here again? I said someone else, and you still feel wronged? Who says I'm ugly, I'll scratch him to death!"

"Your son said, why, you can still beat my precious grandson, I can tell you, if you dare to touch my grandson with a finger, I can kill you!"

Gu Manzhen: "..." Is there any reason for this?Who is real?What's so good about that ugly monster?
Why does she look so ugly!

As everyone knows, there is a kind of hostile relationship, maybe it is natural? ? ?

After leaving the train station, my mother couldn't hold back and asked Wang Ting, "Is there any information you need in that book?"

Wang Ting looked at her mother in surprise, but she couldn't help it: "There is a picture on it, which looks like it was written by my classmate. I will take it and ask if it is right."

"Ah, then your classmate is really amazing, his handwriting must be beautiful?"

Wang Ting nodded, "I have been practicing calligraphy since I was a child, so it is naturally beautiful,"

After walking for half an hour from the train station to the bus station, it took about an hour or two before we reached the national road near their village.

After walking for half an hour, I finally reached home.

Every time I go to the village, I feel like walking through the streets and alleys. I have to chat with everyone I know, and when I get home, it is almost dark.

The younger sister ran out of the house when she heard the movement, and hugged her and her mother when she came up, "It's great, you are finally back."

Parents took out a package, and the rest of the package, before the uncles and aunts gathered around, the sisters brought it into the house.

The roast chicken, rock sugar, candied ginger slices, snacks, and milk powder that my parents brought to my grandparents were a whole package, and it was estimated that there was still 200 yuan.

My parents talked with my grandparents for a while, and my uncle and aunt also passed by. They took out a lot of candies from their pockets and handed them over.

This is what my mother installed for my father after getting off the car, just to deal with the children I met on the road, as well as the nephews and nieces at home.

After Wang Man took Wang Ting and talked in the room for a while, Wang Ting also packed the peanuts and melon seeds in the bag out of a small paper bag, and led her sister out to find her brothers and sisters to eat together.

Children are like this, with sugar, melon seeds and peanuts, they are already very satisfied.

Of course, she didn't forget to catch her uncle and aunt, what would you eat if you don't eat these during the Chinese New Year?
After chatting, my parents brought out four sets of pastries for each family. They are all snacks that must be brought with relatives when visiting relatives during the holidays, such as honey three knives or something.

These are all bought in the county town, and they are specially used as gifts for relatives. These things are consumed quickly during the Chinese New Year. Of course, it is possible to walk around and return them to my own hands in the end.

In addition to these snacks, there are also pastries such as chicken cakes and jujube cakes.

Wang Ting hates eating these sweets the most, but Wang Man never refuses anyone who comes, eat as long as it is offered, and don't want it if not offered, she is very sensible.

There was no fire in their house at night. Grandma rolled out noodles and ate noodles in cabbage tofu soup, which was as delicious as ever.

At about seven or eight o'clock in the evening, after the whole family sat in the grandfather's house and watched the weather forecast, the parents had time to return to their own house.

Seeing that her younger sister kept the house fairly clean, she pinched her face and praised her.

Mother took out new clothes and new shoes for my younger sister to look at, and made my younger sister smile from ear to ear. When the family got together, what they asked the most was the quality of life of my younger sister these days.

"It's pretty good. My grandma gave me eggs even though I didn't go to school. Although I didn't eat a few meals of meat, I could eat tofu every now and then. Grandma even fried radish balls!"

"My grandpa and grandma used to always talk about me, but they don't talk about it now. They also taught me how to do this and how to wash that. Now I can roll noodles and make buns. My grandma also said that this should be my mother. You taught the right thing, and she ended up doing it for you."

After hearing this, my mother was also filled with emotion, "Your grandma has really worked hard. Tomorrow, mother will do more work to make your grandma feel more relaxed during the New Year."

This is Wang Ting's second Spring Festival in this life. Compared with the first Spring Festival, this impression is deeper and more involved.

After all, she experienced the Spring Festival travel rush this year and went shopping with her parents. These can best reflect the characteristics of the Spring Festival, and it is not easy to experience them one by one.

She recorded these little things in the form of illustrations, and added some text below, planning to publish a memoir with epochal significance in the future.

At night, she and her younger sister slept on the sleeping cabinets (underneath the two cabinets were bedding, sundries and some food).

When I got home on the 27th of the twelfth lunar month, my mother and she were in the kitchen early in the morning on the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, frying, steaming, and stewing.

Dad and sister went out to the market to buy things. Although grandpa bought some, it was too little.

They came back too late this year, and my second aunt sent them five catties of pork, ten catties of tofu, celery, lotus root, garlic sprouts, green onions and other vegetables in bundles in advance, because I knew they would come back late I was afraid it would be too late to buy, so I sent it over in advance and put it in the cellar of their kitchen.

The meat was temporarily cured by grandma with salt.

It stands to reason that so much is basically enough, but Dad still went out for a stroll, and brought back Spring Festival couplets and firecrackers when he came back.

It was only then that Wang Ting remembered that before the Spring Festival this year, she had lost a good opportunity to make a lot of money!
Last year I wrote Spring Festival couplets and sold them, but this year I didn’t write a single word, so naturally I couldn’t make any money.

No wonder my sister said that she came back late. Most likely she was referring to this. Last year, this little girl earned a lot, but this year she didn't have a cent. There must be a gap!

Speaking of Wang Man's private money, she was also a little curious. She was hardly at home this year, and her younger sister didn't know how much money she had saved.

　Today I took my baby to take online classes at home, alas, I was tossing to death, and I understand it naturally.

　　The point is not this one from my family, but the one who helps my sister-in-law's family, together with a few kids, my God, my head is going to explode!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)