Siheyuan: Superintendent at the beginning, wife Reba!

The old lady was a good hand at work. After setting up the car, she got up and started to prepare dumplings. She popped a pickled cabbage out of the vegetable vat, cut it into thin strips and then cut it into cubes horizontally, and held it with her hands. While his hands kept working, he arranged for Zheng Juan to scoop out flour and mix it.

Given the conditions of Lao Zheng's family, they would definitely not be able to afford pure white flour dumplings.

Zheng Juan first scooped out a scoop of gray noodles, then scooped out half a scoop of sweet potato noodles and sorghum noodles, mixed them together and added water to make dumpling wrappers.

Of course there is no meat or eggs in the dumpling fillings, they are purely sauerkraut fillings. But after all, the old lady was a person of honor and wanted to repay her benefactor. I dug out a large spoonful of lard directly from the lard jar on the side, mixed it into the sauerkraut filling, and stirred it carefully.

Zheng Juan on the side saw this and immediately exclaimed anxiously, "Mom, why do you get so much oil??"

--Their family buys ten pounds of lard every time after the Chinese New Year. After boiling it into lard, they need to eat it for a whole year. In just that damn moment, he got into their two-month lard ration.

After eating such a hearty meal, from tomorrow to early summer, there will be no meat in their meals. Zheng Juan herself has nothing to do with it. It doesn't matter whether she eats or not, but she feels sorry for her brother and mother! ! ! !

The old lady looked at Zheng Juan with a hint of reproach on her face, "You silly girl, if we hadn't been helped just now, we would have been in danger!!! Why don't we just give people some lard now? Why don't we want to give it up?" of?"

"How can I not give up..." Zheng Juan's face turned slightly red, "Aren't I worried that you and Guangming will have no money in their stomachs next??"

"You can't treat your benefactor harshly, whether you are rich or not." As the old lady spoke, she had already mixed the stuffing.

Seeing this, Zheng Juan stopped saying anything and started to grab a ball of dough and knead it.

The mother and daughter are both neat and tidy, plating stuffing, kneading dough, making dumplings, and rolling out dough. They work closely together, and in a short time they have made a whole curtain of dumplings.

The old lady here was doing the finishing work, and Zheng Juan carried a pile of firewood from the yard into the kitchen.

Compared with burning coal, cooking with firewood produces more smoke and is difficult to ignite. But firewood is free and can be found all over the mountains and plains. Although Zheng Guangming is busy making matchboxes, he still finds time to pick up firewood.

After the water boils, put the dumplings in the pot, add water three times, wait until all the dumplings float on the water, and the dumplings will be cooked as big as a duck. Two large plates of dumplings were put on the table, and the four of them sat cross-legged on Lao Zheng's Kang.

Zheng Guangming had already cooked the kang while his mother and sister were making dumplings. It was so hot that everyone felt comfortable sitting on it and their pores were opened.

It is said that half-year-olds are the best eaters. Zheng Guangming ate one large dumpling in one bite, and his tongue couldn't keep it in his mouth. In a short time, he had eaten more than 20 dumplings.

Zhang Chengfei hasn't eaten Sanhe Noodles dumplings for a while, but he still enjoys eating dumplings one bite at a time.

--Seeing his appearance, Zheng Juan's mother finally felt relieved. Dumplings made with pure pickled vegetables and no meat at all were served to the table. She was particularly uneasy, fearing that the guests would dislike it.

"Xiao Zhang, it's delicious. If it's not enough, there's still more in the kitchen." The old lady looked at Zhang Chengfei and said with a smile.

"That's enough, that's enough. Auntie, don't look at me because I'm big. In fact, I don't eat much." Zhang Chengfei replied.

--He is not stupid. He knows that given the conditions of Lao Zheng's family, this meal will probably empty out their family's money. If they continue to eat, the three ladies will probably starve.

“Xiao Zhang, your accent sounds like you’re not from here???”

"I'm from Sijiucheng. I came to Anshan on a business trip this time. It's a coincidence that I happened to meet you."

"Four-nine cities???" Zheng Guangming on the side immediately became interested when he heard Zhang Chengfei's words, "Then haven't you seen the top leader???"

"That's not true. The top leader is so busy, but I have been to Tiananmen Square." Zhang Chengfei explained.

Zheng Guangming was obviously very interested in Sijiucheng, and he didn't even bother to eat. He pulled Zhang Chengfei and kept asking questions.

"Guangming, don't disturb your brother Zhang, let him eat first!!!" Zheng Juan scolded her, and Zheng Guangming stopped pestering Zhang Chengfei.

Zheng Juan handed the peeled garlic to Zhang Chengfei and asked softly, "Would you like a bowl of dumpling soup?"

Zhang Chengfei swallowed the dumplings in his mouth and nodded, "The original soup turns into the original food. This is a good feeling."

Not long after, the hot dumpling soup was also served.

Zheng Juan saw Zhang Chengfei taking a sip of the dumpling soup while feasting, and couldn't help but become more curious about the man in front of her.

Although her family is poor, she has been setting up a stall in front of the Red Star Cinema all year round, so she is not someone who has seen the world. The way the man in front of him dressed clearly made it clear that he was wealthy. He was not the son of a high-ranking cadre, but he was also a person with status in the unit.

But such a person could eat pure pickled cabbage dumplings and drink dumpling soup without any pretense, with a look of relish and no distaste, which made Zheng Juan feel incredible.

Also, his appearance looks very gentle, to put it bluntly, he looks like a pretty boy, but when he fights he is so fierce...

Zheng Juan felt that the man in front of her was a complex of contradictions, different from any man she had ever seen before. And with such a mysterious and mysterious man, her eyes couldn't help but stop for him.

After a good meal, Zheng Juan's mother started gluing matchboxes with Zheng Guangming. This was a temporary job found on the street. Although she didn't earn much, it was still a decent income.

Zheng Juan put away the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes. After everything was cleaned up, when she opened the kitchen door and was about to go back to the house, she saw a figure squatting in front of the trolley in the yard.

The figure seemed to be tinkering with something in the moonlight. Zheng Juan walked over slowly, looking at Zhang Chengfei floating on the ground busy and the mud on his high-end woolen pants, a layer of mist suddenly filled his eyes.

Zhang Chengfei turned his face when he heard the breathing behind him. When he saw Zheng Juan, he smiled and said, "Hey, have you washed the dishes?"

Zheng Juan didn't want Zhang Chengfei to see her tears. She hurriedly turned to her side and wiped her face with her hands. After calming down for a while, she said, "We just had dinner, why don't we rest in the room for a while? The temperature difference between day and night is huge in Anshan. It’s very cold in the yard.”

Zhang Chengfei said nonchalantly, "You just have to exercise to digest food when you are full, otherwise you will gain weight."

"That said, gaining weight is not a good thing?" Zheng Juan couldn't understand Zhang Chengfei's words.

These days, everyone is so hungry that their chests are pressed against their backs, and those with big heads and big ears who can grow fat and eat are all rich people. When walking on the road, everyone has to take a high look.

Zhang Chengfei did not dwell on the issue of beauty and ugliness of fatness and thinness with Zheng Juan. Instead, while tinkering with the wheels of the car, he stretched out his hand towards Zheng Juan and said, "Give me the wire at your feet."