With a Door In Mind

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Grandma Miao put her face there.

This noodle is the millet noodle that I grinded during the day, and I have already had it in the afternoon.

I'm going to steam the yellow buns tonight.

When you need it tomorrow, just steam it and eat it.

This is also the request of Captain Zhao, because he does not know when the people come.

The temperature is not very high right now.

So in the afternoon, the noodles that have already been put in the quilt are fermented, and they are not used until now.

Xiaocao kept staring at the yellow millet noodles in Grandma Miao's hand.

Soon the six big and one small, seven yellow buns were brought out by Grandma Miao.

There are also a few red dates on top of each bun.

Once the noodles are made, it doesn't take much time to make the rest.

Steam on fire.

A sweet smell fills the air as the water vapor fills the air.

Not only Xiaocao's house, but other villagers are also steaming yellow buns.

However, there are also some white noodles.

It's white bread.

When Huang Mo was out of the pot, Xiaocao swallowed and said earnestly to Grandma Miao, "Grandma..."

Zhou Xiaochuan also watched curiously from the side.

After all, he has never seen this thing or eaten it.

Seeing her grandson's expression, Grandma Miao smiled and took out the smallest piece.

"Just eat this one. The rest will have to be eaten tomorrow."

Then put the rest of the yellow steamed buns in the small wicker dustpan.

Xiaocao took the bun from Grandma Miao's hand and smiled.

Ignoring that it was still a little hot, he directly divided the buns into three parts and handed one of them to Zhou Xiaochuan, "Brother Xiaochuan, try it! It's delicious."

Zhou Xiaochuan was not polite when he heard the words, and took it.

"Grandma, here it is!" Xiaocao handed another portion to Grandma Miao.

The other party smiled and shook his head, "You two should eat. I won't."

While talking, he started to clean up the kitchen.

Xiaocao heard the words softly, and handed the remaining piece to Zhou Xiaochuan.

"No, I'll just taste it."

Zhou Xiaochuan smiled at Xiaocao while eating the piece of bun just now.

I tasted it, and it tasted glutinous and not sticky to my teeth.

With the sweet smell of millet and red dates, it smells very good.

It tastes so similar to the rice cakes that later generations eat.

Overall it tastes good.

Seeing that neither of them wanted, Xiaocao smiled and ate the two pieces of yellow bun in her hand carefully.

When I ate it, I also looked at the sheep offal soup specially reserved.

It's like eating together.

Seeing this, Grandma Miao put away the mutton soup and said with a smile, "It's good to have one, you still want to have both. Wait for tomorrow."

Xiaocao heard the words softly.

But still happy to eat.

Zhou Xiaochuan looked at Xiaocao's expression. He was eating eggs and noodles these days.

Why so happy.

Is this stuff so delicious?

What he didn't know was that this thing was considered a cake to Xiaocao.

I can't eat it a few times a year.

The next morning, it was just dawn.

There was a whistle sound from outside.

This is Captain Zhao urging everyone to get up.

Xiaocao found a sheepskin jacket in the house that was neat and clean.

And there is less hair on the top.

Looking at Xiaocao's cautious appearance, it should be his only "new" clothes.

When you hear the whistle, go to the brigade to gather.

Grandma Miao didn't go, but she also turned out a slightly better dress and put it on.

To be fair, it's just a little less patch.

Arriving at the door of Captain Zhao's house, there are many people there at this time.

Looking up, he saw a brand new banner on the wall of his house.

It's just that the banner hangs on one side.

On the other side, Sanxi was looking for a place to fix it.

"Sanxi, can you be careful? It's just such a piece, don't break it for me."

When Captain Zhao watched Zhao Sanxi climb to the side, the banner pulled down the eaves a bit.

There he shouted angrily.

"Oh! I see, three."

Seeing this, Sanxi hurriedly raised the banner to prevent it from rubbing against the eaves.

Zhou Xiaochuan glanced at it and saw that it read:

"Warmly welcome the leaders of the county council to come to the Shanglin production team to express condolences to Zhiqing"

After Captain Zhao got it right, he still felt that there was something missing.

Suddenly he reacted and shouted to Feng Accounting: "Lao Feng, take out that number of yours."

Old Feng Wenyan smiled bitterly for a while, "What's the use of my number, besides, that thing can't make any nice tune."

Captain Zhao nodded when he heard the words, "Hey, forget it, we're on this condition."

Hearing his words, Feng Accounting asked, "They won't stay here for long, will they?"

"How do I know."

Zhao Baoshan spoke, looked around, and was wearing relatively good clothes at home.

But it still looks very shabby.

Seeing this, Captain Zhao sighed helplessly, "The clothes are too old, let me go to work in the fields now."

Hearing his words, one of the men complained, "Captain Zhao, this is my new clothes. What should I do if I break it in the field?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man in his thirties.

The clothes above are fine.

If you don't pay attention to the leather jacket, you can't really feel it, as long as the fur on it is not too dark.

But his pants are a two-joint.

It is two pieces of cloth spliced ​​together.

It's much better than the usual patched clothes.

But it is also more ugly, because the color difference between the two pieces of cloth is a little big.

Hearing his words, Captain Zhao rolled his eyes, "Don't you usually wear them? Then you put away your clothes and use them as shrouds in the future. You don't have to get dirty or damaged."

Hearing his words, the other party didn't get angry, but just smiled there.

It was originally planned to arrange the autumn harvest with the leaders today.

It is also because there are only so many refined grains in the village, enough for one day.

The rest have to wait until the harvest to eat new food.

Otherwise it doesn't look good.

While thinking about it, Captain Zhao secretly scolded the commune's old Zhang really not a thing.

What happened to their Shanglin production team, he didn't know?

Don't do it like this.

"Sanxi, why are you still standing here? Take them there, do you have to wait for them to come and see?"

Sanxi heard the words lightly.

Greet some people who are not very well dressed and leave.

What made Captain Zhao embarrassed was that as soon as this person left, more than 20 people remained in place.

This also includes Zhou Xiaochuan.

Seeing this scene, Captain Zhao sighed, "Damn it, don't care. Let's do what you love."

Li Guosheng looked at Zhao Baoshan and said with a smile: "Hehe, Captain Zhao, if I were you, I would let the children in the village wear the oldest clothes."

After speaking, without waiting for Captain Zhao to speak, he said again: "Have you not heard of it? Children who can cry have milk to eat."

Zhou Xiaochuan was a little surprised when he heard his words beside him.

This can indeed be a good approach.

I've seen this episode on TV before.

But reality is reality, and in this case, it depends on what kind of people you meet.

Captain Zhao was also a little moved when he heard the words. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

Finally, he shook his head slightly.

It's not that he didn't know the truth. If the old man of the commune was Zhang, he would still be able to do this.

All are familiar.

During the meeting, he clapped the table and yelled, and did nothing.

But the county came down.

He doesn't know what's going on yet, and it's time for Lao Zhang to be dragged down.

Sometimes, doing things can not be hot-headed.

Then a bunch of people will be killed.

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