There is firewood at home. Zhou Lanping bought it from others. It is very cheap and there is a pile of firewood. On weekdays, firewood is not used at home. As Liu Liang said just now, Zhou Lanping is very popular and has a stove. After it was put out, she rarely started a fire by herself. She would always take a new briquette to someone else to exchange it for a half-burned briquette.
So the firewood is all left here, and the firewood has been left for a long time, and it is very dry and easy to light.
Liu Liang took some firewood and put it in the stove. She arranged the firewood according to certain gaps, so that the fire could easily come into contact with the air and be easily lit.
Taking the match on the side, she quickly lit a fire, and sat there waiting for the briquettes to light up. She waited for about half an hour, and then she cooked herself a bowl of noodles. By the time it was brought out, an hour had passed, and she was so hungry that her chest was pressed against her back.
This bowl of noodles didn't have too many seasonings, just a little salt and a few green vegetables, but she ate it very well. She even drank the noodles and soup. After her stomach was full, like that A kind of satisfaction that tastes better than any delicacy from the mountains and seas.
After sealing the stove, Liu Liang returned to her room. Without those clothes, she suddenly felt that the whole room seemed brighter and not as crowded as before.
She took out all the money she made from selling clothes today, a total of 1,900 yuan. In addition, she took out almost 1,000 yuan from her schoolbag, cabinet, and drawer. She now has 3,000 yuan in her hand. Blocked.
Three thousand yuan seems to be a lot, but in her opinion, it is very little, because the things she wants to buy are a bit expensive, so the money is still far from enough, and after selling these clothes, she has no choice. As for making money, a junior high school student has no ability to support herself. She has to rely on her mother to support her.
So, how can they live a better life? She doesn't know, and she can't figure it out. She doesn't know which lottery number will win, and she doesn't know when the treasure will be dug out and when. She could meet no noble people everywhere, so the money now was really important to her. Importantly, she wanted to sell her hair.
Sighing, she put all the money in the cabinet, and did not regret that she was reborn at this time. It was the day when she returned to her mother, not to the Xu family, even though she knew that if she was in the Xu family , she might bring back more things, but if she really brought them back, she might feel uncomfortable.
It would be better for her now, the garbage thrown out by the Xu family, to sell these clothes that are regarded as garbage.
But who said that garbage can only be garbage and cannot be turned into treasure?
She clenched her hands, stood up with a cry, closed the door and ran out of Tongzilou. When she came back, she also had a bunch of things in her arms, including needlework and scissors.
Then he sat on this wooden chair and began to take apart and cut the pile of clothes, and began to sew and mend them.
Until Zhou Lanping came back again, another table of food was laid out, including cucumbers, fried shredded potatoes, braised meatballs, and a portion of braised pork ribs.
Zhou Lanping actually has always had a special liking for braised food and likes to eat it. However, she rarely has the opportunity to go out to restaurants, so she rarely eats authentic braised food.
But she remembered all those smells, in her heart, on her taste buds, so her sense of smell was better than that of a dog's nose, which made her swallow her saliva.
Fragrant, so fragrant!
By coincidence, Liu Liang came out of the small kitchen with two bowls of rice in her hands. Zhou Lanping hurried over and took them. He also said, let your mother do these things in the future, be careful not to burn your hands.
By the way, Zhou Lanping seemed to have thought of something. She suddenly turned her head and asked Liu Liang suspiciously.
"Liang Liang, does middle school end very early now? Why are you back so early now?"
¡°It¡¯s always early.¡±
Liu Liang was already sitting at the table and replied casually, "I just don't like playing right now, I like cooking."
Sure enough, Zhou Lanping had no doubts. Not to mention middle school, those naughty ones in her class played with them every day, and they didn¡¯t know how many times their parents had found them. Besides, she was a teacher, and she had come back before. Students are late, so Liu Liang goes home earlier than her, which is normal.
Of course, she didn¡¯t expect that Liu Liang didn¡¯t go to school at all, and the head teacher was happy that she didn¡¯t go to school. She didn¡¯t want Liu Liang to get out of her class like a rat.?If she continues to hold her class back and lower the overall score of the class, it doesn't matter whether she comes or not. It's better without her anyway. Of course, the teacher can't go to home visits or anything just for a poor student?
With this time, she would rather look at the top students in her class and eat more food.
Liu Liang¡¯s face made her sick and sick for countless times.
Therefore, no one really knows whether Liu Liang is going to school or not in a short period of time, as long as she doesn't say it herself.
Zhou Lanping ate the food cooked by his daughter with satisfaction. He really felt that his life was complete. There are still a few people in this world, mothers like her, who can now eat the food cooked by their daughters, and it is still so delicious. .
She was so excited about eating and feeling good about herself that there was a knock on the door.
who is this?
Zhou Lanping, who was thinking in his heart, immediately stood up and went to open the door. When the door opened, Granny Wang stood outside awkwardly, with an embarrassed look on her face.
"Teacher Zhou, where are you eating?"
"Yeah." Zhou Lanping pointed inside, "My Liang Liang made it, and I can eat it as soon as I get back." And now when it comes to Liu Liang, she can't stop talking about it, and she can hear it everywhere. The slightest bit of pride came out of her.
¡°It¡¯s beautifully made.¡±
Grandma Wang¡¯s eyes are always looking at the table. Now she stands at the door and knows what is on the table at a glance. And the same rice and the same dishes are made, how can there be such a difference?
"Aunt Wang, come over and eat together."
Zhou Lanping politely invited Granny Wang to come in.
"no, I'm fine."
Granny Wang quickly waved her hands. How could she have such a big face to eat at someone else's house?
"Lan Ping, um, let me tell you something." Granny Zhang held it in for a long time before she could say this.
"What's the matter, tell me."
Zhou Lanping has always been smiling. We are all neighbors. If there is anything I can do to help, I will definitely help. As long as she can do it, she will help without saying a word. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com