ordinary human life

At this time, Li Dalu also came over, and there were some other workers in sevens and eighties.

Of course not everyone, some people think that Yao Cuixiang's cooking is not delicious and go out to eat.

Not far from the construction site, there are food for sale, which are of high quality and low price.

Of course, those who were reluctant to spend money all came to Yao Cuixiang.

Li Dalu usually goes out to eat.

"Master, aren't you going out to eat today?" He Sihai asked casually.

"No, come to Cuixiang to eat some meat."

Although the meals outside are cheap, most of them are vegetarian dishes, and meat dishes are not cheap.

"Hey, don't let Aunt Yao hear your words."

"I've heard it, you want to come back to eat meat, right? You're so rich, why don't you go out to eat? Isn't the taste better than mine?" Yao Cuixiang yelled.

The workers burst into laughter.

"Cuixiang, they don't understand, they are all wood turtles, your cooking is the best."

"Yes, yes, we come to eat every day."

"When will you give us some pork head meat?"

"It's okay without pork head meat. Let's have some winter melon pork rib soup. The weather is too hot."

"..."

"Are you all because my cooking is delicious? Are you poor? Some are good to eat, and you can choose whether you like it or not." Yao Cuixiang turned them all back.

Then he took Tao Zi into the house.

"Sihai, is that your sister? How did you hear her call you daddy just now? Could it be your daughter? Are you a kid?" the workers around joked.

"Okay, okay, stop joking, Taozi is four years old, how old is Sihai?" Li Dalu was still very protective of He Sihai, but he also looked puzzled.

"What's wrong with four years old, isn't it about the same?"

Most of the workers are in their 50s and [-]s. In their day, few people got married and had children at the age of [-] or [-], but not none.

"It's my younger sister, because my parents passed away early and Taozi was too young..."

He Sihai explained calmly.

There is not much sadness, after all, such a long time has passed, one cannot live in grief.

The workers were silent when they heard the words. Although they are not educated, they are not bad, and the things that expose people's scars are unreasonable.

"Hey, Cuixiang, what did you burn at noon?"

"Cuixiang, your food is too salty, can't you light it up? Is it because salt doesn't cost money, or is it because we're afraid we'll eat too much?"

"The weather is too hot, when will it rain?"

"It's raining, it's raining, you don't live, and if you don't live, you have no money. Do you eat?"

"..."

Seeing the workers bluntly changing the subject and pretending to be nonchalant, He Sihai suddenly felt that they were quite cute.

"Aunt Yao, this is too much, enough, really enough, I can't eat so many peaches, they will be wasted."

"It's okay, look at Taozi's skinny, eat more."

Yao Cuixiang really cooked winter melon pork ribs soup today, and she served almost all the ribs in it to Tao Zi.

"Thank you grandma." Tao Zi said happily.

"You're welcome, the little girl is really sensible. I work in the morning, and she just sits there. Don't worry about it at all."

Yao Cuixiang said to He Sihai.

"I'm causing you trouble." But He Sihai still said politely.

"Nothing, it's good to have her with me and someone to talk to."

Yao Cuixiang was talking to He Sihai while serving dishes to everyone.

She showed off her superb skill of flipping spoons.

Dig up a tablespoon, shake it twice, and remove half of it...

"Cuixiang, give me more, this is not enough."

"What's the hurry, the people behind haven't eaten yet, I'll eat it all for you alone, what are you going to eat in the back?"

"That's too little, add more, add more..."

"..."

This dialogue is repeated every day at noon.

He Sihai took Taozi to the side to eat.

The work shed is very simple, there is no place to eat at all, there is only a small table, which is still occupied by Yao Cuixiang, and the dishes are placed there.

He Sihai carried a wooden bench and brought Taozi to the shade outside the house.

"Come on, you can sit here and eat." He Sihai built two bricks for Taozi to sit down, and then put her bowl on the bench, which was her dining table.

As for He Sihai, just squat aside.

What do you say that the weather is hot and I have no appetite.

That means he is not hungry.

You will know when you are hungry, and the heat does not affect your appetite.

In He Sihai's hands, a large bowl of food with a blue border was piled high, and the bowl was full.

Tao Zi just ate a piece of ribs.

He Sihai's bowl was already half empty.

It feels like he's completely omitting the proper step of eating - chewing.

Instead, he opened his mouth and poured it in.

In this way, he still did not forget to talk to Tao Zi.

"Is it tasty?"

Tao Zi nodded upon hearing this, then shook her head again.

"Salty." Tao Zi said.

It's really salty, which is why everyone doesn't like it very much.

But He Sihai felt pretty good.

In summer, I sweat a lot, just add a little salt.

Besides, the rice is not salty, so eat less salty vegetables.

Most importantly, no money.

"Remember to drink plenty of water in the afternoon." He Sihai reminded.

Then in an instant, he pulled out the remaining half of the bowl.

(⊙_⊙)

Tao Zi looked at her own bowl, and then at He Sihai's bowl, with a shocked expression on her face.

"Father eat." Tao Zi pushed his own bowl and said.

"Eat it, Dad will serve it again." He stood up and walked towards the work shed with big strides.

Li Dalu had just started eating.

"Are you finished?" He asked equally surprised.

"Hey, yes."

He Sihai was not polite, and filled another big bowl for himself.

"What a mess."

He Sihai was able to eat before, but not like he can now. Recently, for some reason, his appetite has increased greatly, and he always feels that he is not full.

He Sihai ate five big bowls in a row, which was not considered a dish.

"Young, good health." Li Dalu was full of envy.

Being able to eat represents physical fitness and physical fitness.

After eating, everyone still has a break.

At this time, some workers went out and bought popsicles.

"Taozi, I'll give you a popsicle."

Taozi's eyes lit up, and she looked at He Sihai.

"Take it, thank you Grandpa."

He Sihai signaled.

"Thank you, Grandpa." Tao Zi happily took it.

"I want to call you Uncle." The worker who gave him the popsicle said.

He's only 40 years old and he's not ready to be a grandpa yet.

"It's right to call you grandpa. Maybe you go back and your kid will help you upgrade." A worker laughed.

"Fart, how old is my son?"

……

The workers sitting in the shade began to talk about their children.

When it comes to their own children, they all appear to be very excited, and their voices are all octaves higher.

No matter how hard and tired you are outside, what is the reason?Isn't it just to give your children a better life?

As for Taozi, she was burying her head in eating popsicles, her face full of intoxication, and she didn't care what everyone said.

"Dad, let me eat..."

Taozi handed the popsicle to He Sihai's mouth.

"I don't eat, you eat."

Watching Taozi come out in the morning, the clean clothes are now dirty.

The little face is black and white.

He Sihai touched her sweaty little head full of distress.

Follow him, really suffer.

Chapter 21

He Sihai works from six in the morning to four in the afternoon.

Taozi followed suit and got up at five o'clock.

I started to feel sleepy at noon, my little head was like a chicken pecking at rice, bit by bit.

But it was too hot, I would wake up and fall asleep later.

Yao Cuixiang was a little distressed, and wanted to turn the fan in her direction and give her some air.

But after thinking about it, it's okay.

Because the large industrial fans are used on the construction site, Taozi's small body should not be blown away.

Yao Cuixiang found a cattail fan, sat beside her and fanned it lightly. At the same time, she picked up her mobile phone and browsed the circle of friends of her daughter-in-law and son.

Because it contained a picture of her granddaughter.

Because He Sihai was on the morning shift, he got off work earlier.