Is this the sun rising in the west, or is it raining red in the sky?
"There are only two people in my family. If they are not made by Liangliang, who else can they be?"
Zhou Lanping doesn¡¯t like others to look down on her daughter at all. No matter how good other people¡¯s children are, they are all other people¡¯s children. No matter how wrong her own family¡¯s children are, they are still her treasures. Besides, her family¡¯s beauty is not real. Nothing to do, no, the braised pork ribs are so delicious.
She went to Granny Wang¡¯s place with a bowl in her hand, and with a proud face.
Wang Dongdong, the grandson of Grandma Wang's family, was so excited when he saw the ribs that he grabbed them with one hand. Grandma Wang tried to stop her, but she was too late. Wang Dongdong almost wolfed them down. The pork ribs are in your mouth, but you also have to look at the ones in the bowl, for fear that others will take another piece.
"well¡¡"
What else can Grandma Wang say? This is all eaten in the stomach, there is no way it can be vomited out, right?
"Aunt Wang, why are you being polite to me? You didn't give me less. I eat your food, and these dozens of bowls of pork ribs are not enough."
Zhou Lanping knew what Mrs. Wang wanted to say, so he quickly interrupted her first, otherwise the day lily would be cold if she was pushed around.
"The people you are so polite to are all neighbors. If you don't help me, who else can I help?"
Even though Grandma Wang said this, she almost laughed out of her eyes when she saw her little grandson eating so well. This child has been a picky eater recently, refusing to eat this or that, and now he can hardly eat like this. It was delicious, but she couldn't take the food from her grandson's mouth.
"Aunt Wang, I'll go back first. As for this bowl"
Zhou Lanping was still thinking about her bowl. She didn¡¯t have that many bowls at home. One was missing, and there seemed to be nothing left to hold the rice.
¡°I¡¯ll send you the bowl later.¡±
Grandma Wang saw that the broth was fragrant, so she dipped the steamed buns in it and ate it, then washed it and returned it to others.
The smiling Granny Wang sent Zhou Lanping out, and forced a big apple into Zhou Lanping's hand. Apples are rare things these days. The reason why Granny Wang can have big apples at home is because they are from her family. My son works in the provincial capital and can often bring back some rare things.
Zhou Lanping really didn¡¯t want this big apple. She really felt guilty for asking for such an expensive thing. But when she thought of Liu Liang, she could only shamelessly take the apple back.
She hid the apple inside her sleeve and ran to her home almost like a thief. After she closed the door, she patted her chest.
"Liang Liang, look what mom brought you back?"
Like a treasure, she took out the big apple from her sleeve and placed it in front of Liu Liang, "Put it in your schoolbag and take it to school tomorrow to eat."
And she looked at her daughter flatteringly, fearing that her daughter would refuse.
Liu Liang stretched out her hand and took the apple, but she was a little thoughtful.
Fruits are very expensive in this era, especially here, which does not produce apples, so apples at this time are really not affordable for families like them.
It is possible that one apple can buy a pound of ribs.
? One apple and one pound of ribs.
After a time when one hundred yuan could buy two pounds of meat, the current price of meat made her jealous.
If possible, she would like ribs, not apples.
She brought the apple in front of her and smelled it. The skin of the apple was a little wrinkled, maybe it had been stored for a long time and was not fresh, but the taste should not be bad, it was a sweet apple flavor.
¡°Also, it seems that she hasn¡¯t told Zhou Lanping about eating at school tomorrow that she doesn¡¯t want to go to that school anymore. With a teacher like that who targets her everywhere and looks down on her, why would she still go?
But she has no plans to tell Zhou Lanping about these things yet. She wants to be quiet for a few days and calm down. Currently, she still wants to understand the reason why she was reborn?
No matter what the reason is.
She was grateful to God for allowing her to live again, to live in the era of having a mother.
¡°Liang Liang, why don¡¯t you go in and do your homework? Well, we don¡¯t have many bowls left.¡±
Zhou Lanping asked Liu Liang carefully, this is not like her temperament. Yesterday she slammed doors and bowls. She almost smashed all the bowls in the house. What else are she going to do today?
Can you please stop throwing bowls? If you drop them again, there will really be no bowls at home.
Liu Liang stood up and was about to leave.At this moment, he turned around again and picked up the apple, even though it was a wilted one.
When Zhou Lanping saw Liu Liang taking the apple away, he couldn't help but burst into laughter.
It¡¯s okay if you like it, yes, it¡¯s okay if you like it. It¡¯s rare that this child still likes something. She doesn¡¯t have the ability to buy her anything good.
With great difficulty, this child has someone she likes, and she is also happy. She is happier than eating it by herself.
After Liu Liang closed the door to his room, Zhou Lanping took the things he brought back, put them on the table, and took out the students' homework and textbooks.
She has to finish correcting these assignments and prepare for tomorrow's class.
A small lamp is not very bright. This lamp has accompanied Zhou Lanping for a lot of time. She has been a primary school teacher for nearly ten years just by using this lamp.
The door opened slightly again, and Liu Liang stood at the door, still holding the slender apple in his hand, his eyes slightly dark.
A small electric lamp also illuminated a table somewhat brightly. Zhou Lanping was still sitting there sorting out the classes for tomorrow. At this time, it was already around ten o'clock in the evening.
There is no TV at home, and there is no special sound. There is only the rustling sound of the pen in her hand touching the paper from time to time.
And she was so focused that she didn't even hear the sound of the door.
Until a bowl was placed in front of her.
She raised her face belatedly, and when she saw Liu Liang's face that was five minutes more similar to hers, she couldn't help but also grinned. Only now did she know why she was so attracted to Xu Jiajia. That sense of intimacy.
It turns out that there is a missing piece of blood, a missing piece of similarity, that is, a missing piece of kindness.
This feeling of blood connection is both grateful and touching.
"Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Zhou Lanping thought that Liu Liang had gone to bed early, and even those with children couldn't stay up late at night, and Liu Liang always went to bed early. As for homework, she didn't let her, a mother, take care of it. She thought she had to finish it before finishing it. right.
¡°I¡¯ll fall asleep soon.¡±
Liu Liang pushed the bowl in front of Zhou Lanping. Her slightly drooped eyelashes also blocked too many things. When she raised her eyelids, her black eyes were as clear as water again. Her eyes are bigger and darker than others, so she looks dark, and her thoughts are somewhat unclear.
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