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"Grandpa! Take this bottle of water with you when you go out soon. Drink some if you are thirsty."
"Eh!"
Looking at the brand new military kettle, Wang Jialiang originally wanted to ask his eldest granddaughter where it came from, but he thought she wouldn't be able to tell, so he didn't ask. Just take it with you, if you have any questions.
The eldest granddaughter feels good about taking care of him, so why bother her by asking questions.
Needless to say, this military kettle was brought out by Wang Sihan from the space. She once opened such a counter in her mall for retro labor supplies.
There are military uniforms suitable for this era, liberation shoes, rubber shoes, water bottles, long-handled black umbrellas and so on. It's hot today and I couldn't find anything to put water in, so I thought about it and took out a kettle from the space.
No matter who asked her, she would not tell where that thing came from.
If you don¡¯t say anything, what can you do to her?
Fortunately, no one asked. Everyone in the village knew that Wang Daya had money in her hand. She couldn't buy anything with money.
In the afternoon, she handed Cheng Peng the grain. The two of them came early and there was no one around. Cheng Peng asked worriedly: "Has my uncle eaten for lunch? Their rations were washed away by the water on the farm. Now, four of us have no food."
Even though Wang Sihan didn't say the next words, he could still hear it, that was, what would they eat if there was no food?
Glancing at Cheng Peng, Wang Sihan resisted the urge to roll her eyes at him, and raised her chin proudly: "Don't worry about this, as long as they are not hungry anyway. Remember the favor you owe me, and in the future give me back."
Cheng Peng nodded and smiled: "That's for sure. I just want to know what you gave them to eat? It won't be white flour steamed buns and steamed buns again, right?"
"Absolutely." What she gave was rice and flour, which were really not much different from steamed buns. "What did you eat for lunch?"
Cheng Peng scratched his head, as if he was a little embarrassed: "A bowl of mushy wild vegetables, and the sweet potato that I kept in my pocket for a long time."
Glancing at him, Wang Sihan had a joking smile in his eyes. He felt that the male protagonist was quite miserable. He couldn't even earn a living with serious talk, so he was worse than a little cannon fodder like her.
¡°At least she didn¡¯t have to worry about eating and drinking. She was sarcastic and felt that such a big young man was really not hungry after eating a bowl of wild vegetable paste and a small sweet potato.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????mbOUT away the hard work of threshing rice, I guess by mid-afternoon, I would be so hungry that my chest would hit my back. Seeing that he would have to take advantage of others in the future, Wang Sihan looked around to see if no one was paying attention to them, and quickly took out a big bun from his pocket, actually from the space, and handed it to Cheng Peng.
She covered it with her small body and signaled to him: "I brought you a bun, take it and eat it quickly. If you are hungry and don't have the strength to thresh rice, I will have to work as a foreigner with you."
Looking at the buns in the little girl's hands, Cheng Peng didn't refuse. The smell was so tempting that the glutton in his stomach kept screaming.
"Thanks!"
With a polite word, he took the bun and squatted beside the big grain barrel to avoid people, and started to eat hungrily. At this age, it is time for him to eat. People say that a young man will eat his mother to death.
He is only eighteen years old, so he is just a young man.
The bowl of mushy wild vegetables was really not enough to fill his stomach. He also had a little uncle to take care of. He had no choice but to eat frugally and eat until he was three-thirds full. It would be good if he didn't starve to death.
After all, you are still young and can survive. Although the feeling of being hungry is uncomfortable, it is better than starving to death. What's more, he came with a mission, and he must live well and complete the mission.
The buns were not big, so he finished them in three bites. Wang Sihan thought he might not have enough for one, so he gave him another one. Cheng Peng was stunned for a moment, and without any politeness, he took three more mouthfuls and fucked them all off.
"Are you full?" Wang Sihan looked at Cheng Peng and felt that this man was just a loser. He could finish such a big bun in three mouthfuls. It was quite edible. "Do you still want to eat?"
Cheng Peng looked around, a little surprised: "You still have it? What kind of pocket do you have? Can it hold so many buns?"
Wang Sihan rolled his eyes at him, and said angrily: "You can eat if I give you something to eat. Why do you care so much? Get up and work when you are full. If you are not full, I will give you another one."
Cheng Peng shook his head and said pitifully: "I'm not full, I can have another one."
He thought Wang Sihan was teasing him, but he didn't expect that she actually took out another steamed bun and stuffed it into his hand. This time he was not in a hurry to eat, but stared blankly at the bun, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Hurry up and eat, it won't be good if someone sees you." Wang Sihan looked at someone who was already heading towards him not far away.The men and women who came over said, "Hurry up, fight quickly, everyone is here."
??????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Out out and took a look, he saw a large group of people coming. Cheng Peng no longer hesitated, and after three bites, a bun disappeared. Touching his round belly, he smiled contentedly.
"Wang Daya! Thank you! This is the fullest I have eaten in two years."
Standing up, as if he thought of something, Cheng Peng didn't dare to look at the little girl in front of him, and looked up into the distance. Only in this way can he forget the pain of missing his relatives in his heart.
"Remember, you have to pay it back." Wang Sihan sounded like a loan shark, "As long as you are not afraid of not being able to repay it, you can come to me when you are hungry and I will make you scallion pancakes and fried dough sticks. Eat fried fruits."
Listening to the little girl talking about such delicious food, Cheng Peng's eyes were bright and shining. If he hadn't just eaten three meat buns, he might have drooled.
"Really? Can you cook me such delicious food? I'm not afraid of owing favors. At worst, I will pay you back slowly in the future."
As long as there is delicious food, there is nothing to be afraid of if you owe the little girl a favor, you won¡¯t have to pay with your own flesh!
"Wang Daya! You are the cutest little girl I have ever met." Cheng Peng stretched out his hand to touch Wang Sihan's head. Remembering the fierce way she scolded him for being a hooligan last time, Cheng Peng withdrew his hand and changed He patted her shoulder and said, "We agreed, if I don't have anything to eat from now on, I'll ask you for it, but you can't ignore me."
"Pah!" Wang Sihan raised his hand and slapped Cheng Peng's dirty hand, with an unhappy look on his face, "Just say what you say, what's the matter with using your hands and feet? I, Wang Sihan, always keep my word. As long as you return my favor in the future, A little food is nothing."
Listening to the little girl¡¯s rich words, Cheng Peng would have thought that this person was bragging if he hadn¡¯t eaten three big meat buns from her earlier. A little food? Is that a point? That's three o'clock, okay?
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? We give her buns, three at a time, and the little girl is really willing to do so.
No wonder he speaks with so much confidence.
¡°Wait a minute, the thing she gave to her uncle was also a big meat bun, right?
With doubts in his heart, Cheng Peng asked: "What did you give my uncle? Steamed buns?"
Wang Sihan, who was lowering his head to sort out the grain, said unintentionally: "No, give them a few kilograms of rice and flour and let them make it on their own."
After he finished speaking, he realized something. He glared at the confused Cheng Peng and was a little angry: "Are you trying to trick me?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com