The young commander's little petite girl got mad at 70

Lu Qingye was startled and was about to pull his son to stop talking nonsense.

We live in the same neighborhood, and we don't see anyone who looks up when we look down. We must always save some face for others.

Who would have thought that Ma Zhuang, the grandson of the Ma family next door, shouted loudly: "Grandma, you have to call Gou Sheng mother! Then Gou Sheng wants to call you sister? Grandma, then I will call Gou Sheng grandpa. Can I go to my grandpa’s house for dinner?”

"Fuck you! I think you want to be beaten!"

Old lady Ma is going crazy.

After catching up with his grandson, he ran around the courtyard.

Ma Zhuangzhuang said unconvinced: "You call him mom, but I can't call Gou Sheng grandpa? What if I want to go to my grandpa's house to eat meat? Do you want to eat meat for me if you can?"

"Come here, little bastard, and see if I can feed you some meat."

The old lady is chasing the horse, the horse is strong and strong, and the horse's chickens are flying and the dogs are jumping.

"Why are you beating me? Are you giving me meat? Look at how delicious my grandfather's meat is!" After Ma Zhuangzhuang finished speaking, he was beaten and screamed.

He was crying and howling: "I want to eat, I want to eat meat."

Meng Wantang couldn't bear to hear this.

But now every household is given meat, and Ma Zhuangzhuang can really eat meat no matter how noisy he is.

In this day and age, only wealthy people in the city can get a pound of meat coupons a month.

Country people only eat meat four or five times a year.

Lu Qingye did not work at the tractor station of his brigade, but was assigned to work at the tractor station in the county. Not only did he get 20 yuan a month, but he also got tickets.

Wait a minute.

This money is not right!

Meng Wantang watched several children go to catch bugs in the cabbage field. She asked Lu Qingye in a low voice: "Your tractor station only pays 20 yuan a month? No tickets?"

Lu Qingye knew that she was beginning to doubt.

"The salary I mentioned before was based on the tractor station in our township. Now I get the 21st level salary, and the monthly salary from the unit is 62 yuan."

Meng Wantang's eyes widened instantly: "How much do you think your monthly salary is?"

"62."

Lu Qingye felt very happy when he saw her surprised look.

"With these cloths, our family doesn't have to spend money to buy clothes. Just buy some cotton then. We should also buy more eggs to replenish the health of you and the children." With money, Meng Wantang is willing to do anything.

She simmered a cucumber in the evening and poured a little hot oil into it.

A few children got tired of eating pork knuckles, so they took a bite of cold cucumber, which was sweet and sour and tasted super delicious.

Meng Wantang said a little regretfully: "It would be great if there were chili peppers. Put some chili peppers in it, and the taste would be amazing."

Lu Qingye thought that one of his comrades had gone to the mountain city, so he said: "If you want chili peppers, I will write a letter to my comrade. Then send him some money and ask him to buy some chili peppers and send them over."

"Then you might as well ask someone if your comrades have wheat at home. The land here is also suitable for growing wheat. You can get [-] or [-] kilograms of wheat seeds. Next spring, we will plant wheat in our backyard. The wheat harvest happens in July. One acre of wheat is estimated to produce [-] kilograms of wheat, and our two acres of land have [-] kilograms. Even if you guys eat a lot, this wheat will be enough for our family for half a year. And it's more than enough. .”

Meng Wantang wanted to eat noodles so much.

There is less indica rice and more millet. Most families eat sorghum rice. It’s not good to eat sorghum rice every day. If you eat too much, you’ll get stomach acid. Cornmeal is also available.

Their family has such a big yard, and with these conditions, they don’t have to pay taxes on the wheat they grow.

She really couldn't bear to just plant millet and other things like this.

If you have noodles, you can make your own noodles. Isn’t hand-rolled noodles more delicious than dried noodles?

But this requires wheat seeds.

No one grows wheat in their area, and it is difficult to cultivate this kind of wheat.

"Do you want wheat seeds?" Lu Qingye asked her.

Meng Wantang thought for a while and said: "If you have comrades in Henan, ask them if there is a kind of grass there called big fat. The leaves are used to make fish to remove the fishy smell, and the taste is particularly good. But some people don’t like to eat it. It’s okay if you can get the seeds. Children really like to eat fish, so it’s good to prepare this.”

"Think about it again, would you like something else?" Lu Qingye liked her the way she was now.

There is a feeling of living a down-to-earth life.

She doesn't act like a monster or bother, as long as she is willing to live with him, he will be satisfied.

"Then I'll think about it slowly?"

"it is good."

The children have almost eaten.

Lu Qingye just started.

He was still reluctant to eat meat, so Meng Wantang took a bite. She handled the smell of wild boar quite well and basically couldn't taste it. She added heavy seasonings, braised it once, and simmered it in a pot over low heat until it was already cooked.

It broke when poked with chopsticks.

"Eat it all, don't leave any meat behind."

Meng Wantang had money in his pocket, and he didn't bother with it. In line with the principle that everyone should eat well and not lose money, he asked Lu Qingye to eat all the meat.

"There is also a pork tenderloin. You can use the pork tenderloin for cooking tomorrow." After Meng Wantang said this, Lu Qingye started to eat.

"You come back from the county tomorrow and buy some pork bones. I heard that there are no tickets for that thing. If you can buy it, you can buy some big bone sticks. I made soup for you to cook noodles. Even if it is used for cooking Cabbage, it tastes better than dry-fried cabbage."

Stir-fried cabbage doesn't taste good without oil, but too much oil makes it too greasy.

The cabbage cooked in bone soup is like a clear soup hotpot. It tastes delicious when it is full of flavor.

"to make."

Lu Qingye wrote it down secretly.

When Meng Wantang turned around, she saw that Xiaopang hadn't left even after eating. He was sitting next to her, with his head raised and his eyes looking at her intelligently.

There is nothing wrong with this kid's brain, nor is he slow.

It is estimated that no one talked to the child before, and no one cared about the child. In addition, he himself did not speak, which made outsiders think he was stupid.

Meng Wantang held the little guy's face and asked with a smile: "Fat Bao'er, do you also want to drink big bone soup?"

Xiaopang blinked and wanted to nod, but found that his head couldn't move very well and his expression was dull. He stretched out his little hand to pull Meng Wantang's hand.

Meng Wantang let go of him, and he nodded solemnly.

Oh, this kid has quite a sense of ritual.

"Fat baby, you have to talk. If mom asks you if you want to drink bone soup, you have to say yes!"

The little fat girl frowned, anxious, and opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

His anxious forehead was covered with sweat.

Seeing this, Meng Wantang hugged the little guy and coaxed him: "If you can't tell, let's take it slow, don't be anxious. Mom is teaching you."

Xiaopang was hugged by Meng Wantang, and his mood quickly stabilized.

He was a little annoyed.

"It's okay. Dad didn't know how to speak when he was a child. He can only speak when he grows up. If you don't believe me, ask Dad. Dad, do you think so?" Meng Wantang pinched Lu Qingye while the little fat guy wasn't paying attention and let him know. He cooperated.

Lu Qingye: "..."

Facing his son's clear eyes, Lu Qingye said in a deep voice, "Yes."