Chapter 597: Duty and Cowardly Man (1)

"Do you want the eggplant? You can sell it cheaply. If you can't buy it, you

can't lose money and you can't be fooled. This pile of five yuan is only five

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"Old girl, do you want a radish? A big and delicious radish."

"The last little bit. Two catties are sold as one catty. If you don't make

money, you will go home after selling out.

...

At half past nine in the morning, the sun was already high, and it was in a

small town in the south, with all kinds of sounds mixed, bustling, and

extremely lively.

There are many fruits and vegetables on the street. It is a small stall with a

roadside stall. Because it is backward, it will not be driven by the traffic

police. Most of them are nearby villagers who use their own fruits to sell and

make money. Point extra income.

On both sides of the road, there are rows of houses with various storefronts

opened and decorated in a unified style. The white walls and gray tiles also

look unique.

"came back?"

"Yes, I bought the ingredients." The talking body was slightly fat, with two

emerald earrings hanging on his ears, a gold necklace on his neck, two gold

bracelets on his hands, and a satchel on his body.

Although he was over half a hundred years old, he dyed his hair, tattooed his

eyebrows and lips, and looked like he was in his early forties.

While speaking, the tone of voice was slightly louder.

"You have a good life, and the wife can (gan)." The old lady of the neighbor

said with a smile again.

"I can just make some drinks and snacks, what else can I do?" Tong Zhenmei

carried several bags in both hands, and walked into the shop inside. There are

a lot of things."

The old lady from the neighbor looked at her figure and sneered, seeming a

little envious and a little contemptuous.

Tong Zhenmei walked all the way in. There were many tables, chairs and benches

on both sides of the first floor. She walked to the back kitchen, piled the

bags on the round table, and rushed upstairs and shouted, "Xiao Ni."

"Xiao Ni?!"

No one answered.

She wrinkled her brows, and her voice became louder, "Xia Ni?"

Still no one responded.

She lowered her face, faintly displeased, a little angry between her eyebrows,

(强qiang) pressed it down, turned and walked out.

At this time, an electric bicycle rode in. After stopping, the woman got out

of the car. She was thin, white and tender, with small features, but her face

was haggard and yellow.

She is wearing a pair of extremely simple short-sleeved jeans, lower body

jeans, and one long leg is evenly straight. Even if she wears a sunscreen

mask, she is in the best shape at first glance.

"Mom." Xia Ni took off her mask and called.

"Where did you go?" Virgin Mei pursed her lips, slightly displeased.

"Send Xiaofan to kindergarten." Xia Ni said, lacking in confidence.

"Ouch." Tong Zhenmei raised her tone for a moment, with a look of yin and yang

strange and she couldn't understand it, boasting, "It's only two minutes to

the kindergarten, and it's almost ten o'clock now. Are you walking back all

the time?"

Xia Ni was embarrassed and explained, "I met a fellow and talked for a while."

In fact, she knew it was only half past nine, but she did not dare to talk

back to Virgin Mei.

"You guys have been talking for a long time." Tong Zhenmei just said, turning

around and twisting her thick waist into the back kitchen.

Xia Ni didn't dare to delay, and quickly walked in.

Their family runs a snack bar, making afternoon tea and supper, some snacks

and drinks. In the morning, her mother-in-law will buy the ingredients, and

they will start preparing when they come back. They will sell it from 2 in the

afternoon until the evening. The business is not bad.

Tong Zhenmei took out the things one by one, and said, "Yesterday’s taro was

not soft and waxy. Today I scolded the old man. You don’t taste it when you

cook it, so you dare to sell the rubbish. I, I will go to my stall tomorrow to

serve him! And ah, today I heard them say (Milk Nai) that the fragrant taro is

too sweet."

"Doesn't you need to pay for cow (milk Nai) and sugar? You put a little bit

less and taste a few more times. You don't know how expensive the ingredients

are if you don't buy ingredients!"

"Mom, I know."

...

"Pumpkin powder is finer, you know?"

"Okay, (gan) work, the young man is a little swift."

...

Tong Zhenmei peeled the taro, steamed it in a pot, and boiled the peanuts.

There were several pots next to the back kitchen. They washed the ingredients

one by one and put them in, (inserted in the cha).

"Okay." Tong Zhenmei swept the things on the floor, tidied slightly, and after

a short while, she looked at her, "You look at it, and you can put it in the

refrigerator after a while. I'll go to the Xiaonan store to wash her hair.

Recently, back pain, go to massage massage."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for her to return, he walked and

said, "Ji Huai hasn't woken up yet? All day long (睡Shui)(睡Shui)(睡Shui), once I

let him come down and work (gan gan)."

"How old is it?"

...

She cursed and went out.

Xia Ni replied perfunctorily, and when she left, the little discomfort in her

heart was reduced a lot. Looking at the unfinished work, she could only bury

her head (gan gan).

Xiao Nan is a woman who has been doing beauty care for people in a big city

for a long time. She opened a shop in the town and it was quite popular.

Older women like to wash her face, wash her hair, and then apply a facial

mask.

In middle age, the child is older, and he has some spare money in his hand. A

mask of dozens of yuan is applied once a day, and then steamed with an

instrument. I don’t know how to pour it up. It is ruddy and white for a while,

really. It will look better.

The newly married daughter-in-law next door told her that her mother-in-law

went back every morning to put on a facial mask, wash her hair once every

three days, and get a full-body massage, which cost several dozen yuan at a

time.

She didn't know how much money this snack bar could make. Anyway, the shop was

in her own home. At first, Tong Zhenmei asked her to go to other places to

study for three months, and she opened the shop in her own home when she came

back.

She and Ji Huai live in it (gan gan). The son is responsible for spending on

the mother-in-law. He will give hundreds of dollars in pocket money every

month, and Ji Huai will occasionally ask each other for more money.

When the child gets sick and goes back to her parents' house, he will give

more money. The rest of the time, when he is sick, he has no money for

injections. Buying a new dress has to wait for the holidays.

Xia Ni looked at the time, and her son immediately finished school, and

quickly accelerated the movements in her hands.

After the taro was cooked, it was so hot that it had to be left to dry (dry

gan), as was the steamed pumpkin. When she took it out, she was scalded to her

fingers and almost threw it out of pain.

But still have to be able to bear the busy schedule.

"Yuan Liu Liu" is a mixture of glutinous rice and mung beans. The taste is the

same as pearls, but it is more elastic. It needs to be used in cold snacks.

After cooking, it should be placed in cold water to keep it chewy and elastic.

Wait until the taro has cooled, grind it, add cornstarch (milk Nai) sugar and

salt in proportion, and set aside.

Pumpkin needs to add cornstarch and brown sugar and knead into sticks.

In addition, there are also some snack ingredients that need to be prepared.

Wash the coriander, chopped green onion, and cook the vermicelli. The powder

needs to be mixed with the egg in advance and put in the refrigerator,

otherwise it will be too late to stir.

There is always a lot to do with mango lemon juice and homemade plum juice.

There are three large refrigerators in the back kitchen. She needs to put the

prepared ingredients one by one to keep them fresh, and she can start selling

in the afternoon.

Xia Ni's hands and feet are swift, and she can cook rice. She goes to the

small kitchen at the back to cook the soup, and uses the gap to start cooking

around 11 o'clock.

I fried a green vegetable, and then fried chicken (rou rou), and heard

footsteps when I brought out the green vegetable.

"Ji Huai." She shouted.

"Huh?" Ji Huai scratched his messy hair and walked downstairs in slippers,

looking at her as if he hadn't (sleeping Shui) awake.

"Forgot to give the quilt to Xiaofan. Go and give him the quilt. After a while

(sleeping in Shui), I caught a cold, and I was cooking." Xia Ni poked her head

and said, and said in a hurry, "Boil red beans. That pot is boiling, quickly,

help me lift the lid."

Ji Huai walked over and lifted the lid of boiled red beans, "Cook so much

today?"

"It was sold out at ten yesterday. Mom said I cooked a little more today." Xia

Ni replied.

"Oh." He nodded, and took the key from the table. "It should be lunch

(sleeping in Shui). I'll send it to him."

"Remember to buy a bottle of soy sauce when you come back."

"Got it."

...

Ji Huai drove the black (colored) semi-old electric car in the store, turned a

corner, and drove out, facing the big sun, wearing big pants, and driving to

his son's kindergarten in the scorching sun, based on his memory.

Facing the hot wind made his mind more clear.

In this life, he spends most of his time in this small town. The husband and

wife help out in the store. Virgin Mei raises their family of three. They

can't say hard words. The shop is owned by their parents, and Zhang Luo is

also his parents. Anyway, they just keep working (gan gan) working (gan gan)

working (gan gan) all the time.

In the end, it was his parents, even if it was the least favored of the three,

he had no objection except that he was a little bit upset in his heart.

There are some people who raise children and don't need money for food and

drink. There are two floors on the shop floor. Their family now lives in a

room. When the son grows up, the parents will pay for the building again.

Isn't it okay to live a leisurely life?

Where can they live so freely?

But when Xia Ni left this place when her son was in junior high school, she

would rather go to the city to wash the dishes and live in the village in the

city. She struggled to support her son who was still studying and buying at

the noble school. Faced with high tuition and food expenses, she gritted her

teeth. Don't stay with him again.

My son was upbeat, and he passed the high school entrance examination. Later,

Xia Ni went to university with him and continued to work in that city, and did

not contact him for a long time.

Everyone said that the two were cruel and unfeeling. He also scolded him.

Virgin Mei cursed Xia Ni not to die every day, lit incense and cursed, not

knowing good or bad, she was a white-eyed wolf.

But he forgot. Xia Ni once cried and said to him that she didn’t want to live

the days when she would have to stretch out her hands to ask his parents for

the money for sanitary napkins. Begging is fine.

He scolded her for not knowing good or bad, so lofty, she has a house and a

car at home, what else do she want? What should I do if I leave the home shop?

Leave it for a peaceful and stable day, but what are you tossing about? How

can other people's homes have such good days?

They don't need to work hard.

Ignoring that she lost a child due to exhaustion, Xiaoyuezi did not sit at

all, and later became sick and could not be pregnant again, and felt that if

there was one, he could not give birth. He felt that it didn’t matter, there

was no obsession, and she ignored her being virgin. Mei made things difficult,

both sides were muddled, ignoring her grievances and sadness, and coaxing

casually.

More often, he persuaded Xia Ni to be considerate of him, not to be noisy, to

understand her parents, and even to call the Xia family so that Xia's parents

would persuade Xia Ni to live a good life and not to be noisy.

She even said once that she could not stand it anymore and was going to jump

into the river. After he persuaded her, she only used it as a joke. She did

not know that at that time she had endured the limit and was on the verge of

collapse, and she was about to give up her heart completely. , Until the son

grows up.

At home, he had nothing to do all day long, lived by, mixed food and waited to

die. To put it mildly, they were selling their labor at home in exchange for

survival. In fact, in the eyes of Virgin Mei, he was nothing but the old, and

Xia Ni was useless for charity. Eat a few bites of rice.

So he became more and more lazy and confused, but Xia Ni (gan gan) all day

(gan gan), watching the face (color) of her life.

In the end, the eldest sister came back from a divorce, and she stretched out

her hand to get money from Virgin Mei, and the younger brother took tens of

thousands of tens of thousands to make a sister in a big city, and finally the

whole family gritted his teeth to buy him a house in the city.

And he, his wife Ion San, has been helping in this shop all the time, (gan

gan) has the most work, spent the least, has been filial piety, and has been

scolded for nothing.

He doesn't smoke, drink, or gamble. He has a good temper, but why does he need

to reincarnate to his wife and children?

Because he is insensitive, because he is timid and weak, because he is not

responsible, because he is stubborn and filial...

Such a person seems to be a good person in the eyes of everyone, but only the

closest people know that he is not a good person.

Xia Ni cried for the last time and said, "I can't stand it, please, let me go,

can I make a living? I beg you, how about Jihuai?"

She was still good, and finally brought her son who had become a talent to

recognize him, and eased the relationship between them, but there were some

things, and if they were lost, they were lost.

"Come and give the kids clothes?"

The security guard at the entrance of the kindergarten smiled and said,

disturbing his thoughts.

"Send the quilt, ** forgot to bring it this morning." Ji Huai stopped the

electric car and pulled out the key.

The uncle security opened the door for him.

Because he often came to pick up the children, he knew the classroom very

well. He walked through the small basketball court and walked up to the second

floor.

The children have all finished their lunch and are ready to sleep (sleep in

Shui).

Inside the classroom is the lounge. Each child has a small wooden bed. The

space is wide, and the three teachers are all on one side.

As an aristocratic kindergarten in a small town, the cost of a semester is

nearly 8,000. After Tong Zhenmei sent Ji Fan, she often talked about it, which

was too expensive.

He thinks it's good, because the tuition is high, the quality of food and

teaching will naturally be better.

"Xiaofan." Ji Huai doesn't need to look at his face, the one without the quilt

is his son.

The person on the small (bed chuang) quickly turned over and saw him yelling

happily, "Dad."

Thinking of the son of the previous life who was taller than him, his face was

alienated and unnatural, and he was a bit complaining and aggrieved. Now he

looks very cute and kind.

"The quilt." He walked over, took the quilt out, and spread it on his little

(bed chuang).

"Thank you Dad." He smiled again, squinted, reached out to pull his big hand,

and said with a (奶Nai) voice (奶Nai), "It was a little bit cold just now."

"Then don't you tell the teacher? I'll catch a cold soon." Ji Huai scolded

lightly.

"It's not cold!" He denied again, clutching his own little quilt and fiddled

with his little head, "It's not cold!"

Helpless, Ji Huai looked at the teacher, said hello, and walked out the door,

Sleep Shui), Dad is back."

"Goodbye, Dad."

"Good (sleep Shui) sleep."

Ji Huai smiled and walked downstairs.

He once scolded Xia Ni, because she was cruel and stubborn. She didn't even

think about his son's feelings. He made him a child of a single-parent family

and followed her through hardships.

Xia Ni refuted him, saying that he had rewarded a lot for his son's hard life,

and he was not a qualified father, and she would try to make up for it.

Hey.

In this life, he still has to try his best to be a good example.

The author has something to say: The family is long and short, but they are

actually giant babies. In real life, there are too many men like this. They

are a little different from their filial piety. Stubbornness is probably the

most annoying. Maybe later they will write about cultivating immortals and

writing about immortality. In the Republic of China, write all kinds of

things. I don’t guarantee to write,... because it may not be possible to

write, Mi'er is very afraid of collapse, especially the first time I wrote

about the subject, maybe there will be an end. .

Good night, do you send two hundred red envelopes?

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