Bai Fumei in the 70’s

When Zhao Lanxiang hurried back to the He family's home, it was almost lunchtime. However, He Songbai is not in the room, and the bed was empty. Zhao Lanxiang held the hot letters in her arms, and her heart was as hot as the rolling magma.

She wished to rush to the bullpen and win over Gu Huaijin. But she suppressed her anxiety, put down the letter, and patiently waited for He Songbai to return to the room.

She knew very well what she meant to please Gu Huaijin, and it was far less effective than He Songbai's "pleasing". The way to buy a horse is to look at the teeth, the way to make friends is to feel from the bottom of your heart.

He Songbai had no motive in dealing with him, so he acted straightforwardly, neither humble nor overbearing. But she has a motive. No matter how well she concealed it, she would inevitably fall behind in her behavior. Especially Gu Huaijin, who has a rich social experience, is even more sensitive when he encounters a sudden attack in his middle age. He is not as foolish as Jiang Li's kind of little girl who has not been involved in the world.

In the past, Zhao Lanxiang treated Gu Huaijin like a passerby who met each other, but after this she has to continue to maintain this attitude. Even if she changed, she should not turn too fast.

Zhao Lanxiang waited for a long time and did not see He Songbai return. Looking at the sun, it was gradually rising, and she simply started the fire to cook.

The man came back today with a rib. Zhao Lanxiang made a meal of pork ribs with soy sauce. The rice and ribs were steamed in a bamboo cage. They were topped with dried lotus leaves specially dried by Zhao Lanxiang in the summer and topped with a rich and delicious soy based sauce. The steam carries the aroma of lotus leaf rice.

She deliberately make more food than usual, and give a little bit of care. The window was slightly opened while cooking. After cooking, she served it up quickly, thinking about yelling everyone for lunch.

But before she thinks about it, she almost hit the man's hard chest.

He Songbai wiped the sweat between his foreheads and gasped.

"Have lunch so early?"

Zhao Lanxiang was relieved, "Are you hungry?"

"Let's eat, I steamed pork ribs rice today, it's delicious."

He Songbai can smell the rich meat aroma from far away. The fermented sauce from the soybeans that has been sun-dried for a whole month, its strong aroma after steaming can float far away, which if it is said to be mouth-watering, it is not an exaggeration.

He Songbai had just moved firewood back several times and was hungry.

He took the rice served by the object, and ate three large bowls. The thick soybeans is steamed into a mash and blended into the rice. The round beans are glutinous, crisp and salty, and each bite is salty. It is very appetizing with rice. Today's rice is unexpectedly better than usual.

The white rice is already a luxury fine grain for He Songbai, smooth and delicious, soft and fragrant. But today's rice seems to be fragrant enough to be absorbed into the bone marrow, and people can't eat enough.

He finished the rice with a big mouthful, and said vaguely, "It's delicious, the rice is delicious."1

The steamed rice with lotus leaves is of course fragrant, Zhao Lanxiang looked at the man.

"Don't eat too much, be careful."

She watched her deliberate steaming a pot of rice decrease at a rate that was visible to the naked eye, and feels a little anxious. He Songbai's appetite is like a bottomless hole. Seeing that after eating three bowls and wanting to add rice, Zhao Lanxiang quickly stopped it.

"Eat more meat, how can you just eat rice."

He Songbai said in a vague way, "It's only when you eat rice you can fill your stomach. It's not good to eat too much meat."

Then he carefully took the meat out of the bowl and put it in Zhao Lanxiang's bowl, and whispered,

"Silly woman."

"What else do you eat after I finish?"

Zhao Lanxiang listened, took out a clay pot and picked out the bacon, and steamed an extra ball of pork belly rice.

After doing all this, she gave the ribs to He Songbai. "You are the biggest labor force in the family now.

Feeling warmed by the girlfriend, He Songbai eats as if he has tasted the delicacies of the mountains and the sea.

Zhao Lanxiang mentioned the matter of Tiezhu.

"Tiezhu gave me a few letters and asked me to give them to you."

She put the letters on the table, and He Songbai thrust them into his arms without looking.

Zhao Lanxiang said, "I heard that he is a very smart intellectual. When I was cooking just now, I saw him...very pitiful." She paused for a moment.

He Songbai raised his head in surprise and asked, "He came to ask you for something to eat?"

The man's face is completely helpless.

Zhao Lanxiang said, "That's not true."

"He just took a look and didn't speak."

It's not the first time He Songbai ran into Gu Huaijin, who was stretched his neck and looked at the kitchen.

Even if the kitchen's window was closed, it could not escape his sensitive nose. But he was quite prideful, and he just smelled it, never mentioned that he wants to eat.

After He Songbai has finished eating, he filled half a spoonful of soybeans sauce and poured rice, and walked silently towards the cowshed.

Zhao Lanxiang quietly followed.

She saw the man pull out the letter in his arms and put it on the ground, pressing it with the rice bowl. After doing this, he returned without a word.

Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but sigh for He Songbai.

What a piece of wood!

After He Songbai came back, he rubbed the girlfriend's head, "Let's go, what's so good about this?"

Zhao Lanxiang said seriously, "You go back and wash the dishes for me."

"I'm here to stare at the letters to see if anyone has found it."

Although He Songbai is a bad guy, Teacher Gu is a corrupter who is worse than He Songbai, a bad guy who can be transformed. He has to live in the bullpen and reflect on himself from time to time. If others saw him befriend Teacher Gu, the influence will not be good.4

He Songbai nodded, "Okay."

The girlfriend is always thoughtful and careful.

However, He Songbai paused and said, "The bullpen is dirty and smelly. There are not many people who are willing to come. Just look and go back to eat. Your meal is not finished."

Zhao Lanxiang responded and drove the man back to wash the dishes.

She turned her head and stood on the edge of the house and looked far into the cowshed. The big bowl of rice that the man put down lay on the ground motionless with clean chopsticks.