Traveling through books in the 70s: The group favors the Wang family’s little koi carp

"Suck it."

"Milk?"

A rough hand suddenly covered her mouth, and Mrs. Cai's excited voice trembled: "Hurry, go find your brother and ask him to go to your grandma Luo's house to pick up your brother Youwen and the others. Let's make a fuss." , this time it’s really a pie in the sky!”

Mrs. Luo is Mrs. Cai's old sister. They were both new wives who married into Dayang Village from another village in their early years. Because they are both not very good-looking, they cherish each other and have formed a deep friendship over the years. revolutionary friendship.

Normally, when the children at home are left alone, they can help each other. Shen Youpeng felt something was wrong when he went to town today. He remembered Xiao Jin'er's instructions to him yesterday not to run out for the past two days and the subtle atmosphere in the Shen family recently. There was a vague guess in my heart.

After leaving the three brothers at Mrs. Luo's house, I ran back to check the situation. I didn't expect that Song Dani was about to hit her sister...

"Mom, you forgot that my brother is struggling to walk now. How can he go all the way to the village to pick up Brother Youwen and the others?" Shen Jin finally broke free from Mrs. Cai's hand covering her mouth, and Shen Jin also lowered his voice.

The Shen family's four-bedroom house didn't have a good cotton coat for the winter, let alone thicker cotton trousers.

Shen Youpeng was slapped hard by Song Dani's slap. Not to mention that his face was swollen as if he had been stung by a wasp, and his legs were so bruised that he couldn't bend them.

Not to mention picking up people, getting off the kang is a struggle.

Mrs. Cai slapped her head: "Look at my brain, I forget everything when I'm happy, so I won't answer it. Nanny, you go to the house to see your father and your brother, and wait for the milk to make delicious food for you. Make more milk." Let me give you a bowl of Luo milk tomorrow to redeem your brother and the others."

Probably because of the separation of the family, the burden that had been weighing on Mrs. Cai's shoulders for decades seemed to be lifted all of a sudden. She no longer had to worry about whether her stepsons would think too much about what she was doing, or whether she was being nice to her biological son, Mr. Shen. Will you be dissatisfied?

After living for most of her life, Mrs. Cai realized for the first time how wonderful it is to live a life without having to look at other people's faces.

Even in her mother's family, her father favored boys over girls. After his mother gave birth to two daughters in a row, he usually didn't have a good attitude towards the two sisters. No matter how fierce her temper was, she still had to beg for food under Father Cai. She was really angry. Then she hurriedly married Old Shen.

But I didn't expect that it was just jumping from one fire pit to another.

Now...thanks to my little granddaughter, I am finally getting through it.

The light from the kerosene lamp was dim, but it illuminated Mrs. Cai's happy face. She pushed her little granddaughter out of the kitchen, for fear that the smoke from the stove would injure her little granddaughter.

"What are you going to do?" Shen Jin held on to the door frame and refused to leave. In the original memory, Mrs. Cai was cooking. No matter how polite she was, she couldn't give a thumbs up without conscience.

"Hey, I don't believe you. Although your skills are not as good as those of chefs in state-owned restaurants, you have been cooking for decades, so I'm no better than you, Luo Nai."

Shen Jin spread his hands: Anyway, it’s just novices pecking each other?

"Miscellaneous, please believe me once, no, please let me honor you once..." After all, Mrs. Cai finally nodded and her little granddaughter would be solely responsible for this sparrow feast.

But when she learned that her granddaughter was going to make spicy stir-fries, the old lady held the oil can with a look of horror on her face and refused to allow the prodigal child to add more oil.

"This is the lifeblood of milk!"

Shen Jin had the majesty of a chef and stretched out his hand towards the naughty old lady: "Mistress, if the oil can and I fall into the river at the same time, which one will you save?"

"I, I..." The old lady in her fifties never dreamed that one day she would encounter soul torture from future generations.

Holding the oil can for a long time and being speechless, he finally had to reluctantly hand the can to Shen Jin's hand.

"Hey, I knew I was the lifeblood of Nai. By the way, Nai, I remember that you still hid the sugar." Seeing Old Mrs. Cai's expression suddenly change, the cruel little girl threw out her soul mercilessly once again. Torture, "If Sugar and I fall into the river at the same time..."

"Give it to you, give it to you! But don't fall into the river, don't even fall into the river!"

After digging out the hidden sugar and throwing it into Shen Jin's hand, Mrs. Cai ran away quickly on her short legs, fearing that she would fall into the river if she stayed here for a while longer.

"Miscellaneous, what's wrong? Did something happen? How did I hear that there was a rat attack?"

Shen Youpeng was sitting on the kang wiping his father's face. He was startled when he saw the old lady running back into the house as if she had been chased by a dog. He tried hard on his legs to climb off the kang.

"Don't move! It's okay. It has nothing to do with the mouse." Picking up the hot water bottle that Uncle Cai snatched from Shen Dahai's house, Mrs. Cai poured herself a bowl of hot water to calm her shock.

After getting rid of the shadow brought by his little granddaughter, he couldn't help but think of the pile of 'pies' falling from the sky outside. Oh my god, that's meat!

The old lady clutched the bowl, scratching her head and wanting to tell her eldest grandson about it. She also remembered that before she ran out of the kitchen just now, her little granddaughter asked her to leave some surprise for her brother.

"Milk?"

"what?"

"Naruto, what are you doing standing there in a daze? Is Xiao Jin'er okay?"

"She's fine, she's making pies." She suddenly covered her mouth, and Mrs. Cai felt guilty. Why was her mouth so big and why couldn't she hide her words!

Shen Youpeng was confused after hearing this, and was about to continue asking when suddenly a scent that he had never smelled came in from outside the door. It was difficult to describe the smell. Shen Youpeng only knew that just by smelling it, the saliva in his mouth began to stop. Unstoppable flow.

"Milk, what does this smell like?" The overbearing aroma instantly calmed the two people in the big room.

It has the aroma of green onions and the burnt aroma of some kind of meat when its juices evaporate after being stir-fried. If you smell it carefully, it actually has a hint of sweetness.

Shen Youpeng sniffed hard, as if he would be full after just a few more sniffs, cherishing and cautiously.

Mrs. Cai felt sad when she saw it. Her son Shen Jiang had a total of two daughters and four sons. The eldest daughter was the first born, and counting down were Shen Youpeng and his four brothers. Although they were not all related, they were all good children. In the end The one who got it was Shen Jin, a good girl.

It's just that life in the old Shen family is hard. Unlike the children of Shen Dahai's three brothers, her grandchildren are the eldest granddaughter who has lived with her father for a few years. Before Shen Jiang went to the army, the eldest granddaughter was You can eat whatever you want, but that's just a white-eyed wolf who just follows his mother's will.

Shen Jiang remarried with her mother just after the accident. Since then, Mrs. Cai has pretended that she does not have such a granddaughter. No one is allowed to mention this white-eyed wolf at home these days. As for the remaining children, they can only be celebrated every year during the New Year. A pitiful piece of meat.

Seeing that her eldest grandson can't even bear to smell the smell of meat, Mrs. Cai regrets it. She is stupid to live by looking at Shen Honglin's face. Why can Shen Dahai's three grandsons start a small stove, while her good grandchildren can only look at it with helplessness? Watch.

The more she thought about it, the sadder she became. She sat on the kang and wiped her tears while scolding Old Shen and the others.

Suddenly a hoarse male voice sounded from behind: "What's wrong, my brother and the others are secretly turning on the stove again?"

Shen Youpeng was the first to react and turned around suddenly: "Dad! When did you wake up?"

"I woke up when I smelled the smell of meat."

Mrs. Cai looked in disbelief as her son, who had been told by the only barefoot doctor in the village that he might not survive, now opened his eyes and talked to her. The huge ecstasy made her mind go blank.

After a long time, the old lady's excited voice came from the big room on the east side: "I told you that our daughter is a lucky one! Be a good girl, even if you make some meat, her father will wake up!"