There is a mountain in her arms

On the second day of National Day, the Jiang family had a lively breakfast and went out together.

The sun has just risen and it is not very hot yet.

Grandpa Jiang first led them to the surrounding streets, which were busy with people coming and going.

There were several breakfast stalls crowded with people, and there were also some carts selling balloons and small accessories.

Grandma Jiang would curiously go forward to take a look, or ask people who stopped by to ask.

Seeing that the sun was getting hotter, Grandpa Jiang took them to a small shop in front of the school.

"Here it is. I'll open the door and you can have a look too."

Grandpa Jiang opened the rolling shutter door and pushed it up, and he could see everything inside clearly.

"Second brother, you just sell these little things? Can you make money?"

"Grandma, this is a school. These things are necessities for students, so of course they can make money."

Jiang Zitao looked around and immediately said affirmatively.

"Haha! Zitao is right. Look, there's an empty spot next to it! If you want to do something, grab it as soon as possible. I've only opened it for a few days, and several groups of people have come to take a look. I'm afraid they have some ideas too."

"This location is good, but we don't know what to do with it."

Grandma Jiang was also worried.

"Zitao, you are also a student. With your current status, what do you think is feasible?"

Grandpa Jiang nodded to Jiang Zitao and asked him to think about it carefully.

"Students spend their days eating besides studying, so we can make food that is not very expensive. If the cost is high, the price will be high, and students can't afford it. If the cost is low, students can afford it, and we can afford the loss. At worst, we can eat the unsold food ourselves."

Jiang Zitao expressed his thoughts from a student's perspective.

"I thought so at first. Chengcheng's classmates said that the school cafeteria didn't have much oil and water. The child ate two meals with us, but he was very greedy. He sometimes bought food outside, but it was a bit far, so he didn't go there very often."

Grandpa Jiang also told him what he knew in the past few days, but Jiang Yichen did not express any opinion.

In business, there are gains and losses, and it is also the easiest way to break up.

"When school starts, we'll look around here. Even if we sell food, we don't know what to choose. There are so many kinds of breakfast alone, we can't sell everything."

"That won't work! The more choices you have, the more waste you'll have. At worst, steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and egg pancakes will do!"

Grandpa Jiang directly denied what his eldest brother said, but who knew that his words reminded Grandma Jiang.

"Hey! Why not make lasagna and egg pancakes? Sister-in-law, I remember when I first got married, our family was not that poor, and you often made lasagna for us. Later, when we had more children, we couldn't bear to buy white flour anymore."

"Yes! That was taught by my mother, and half of my life has passed in a flash. My mother is gone, and I have never done it for the children."

Grandma Jiang recalled those days with a flood of memories and emotions. Grandpa Jiang dared not say a word because he had no confidence. It was he who made his wife and him live a hard life.

"Sister-in-law, I haven't tasted thousand-layer cake for a long time. Why don't we go back and try it? We have white flour at home."

Grandpa Jiang also recalled that when he was not married, he lived with his eldest brother and his wife. At that time, he was the youngest child before the three brothers were born, and his eldest sister-in-law often made thousand-layer cakes for him.

"walk home!"

Jiang Zitao helped Grandpa Jiang lower the rolling shutter door. Grandpa Jiang locked it with the key, and the group rushed home.

"It's really hot today. Let's cut some watermelon and take a rest. We'll mix the dough first and have something to eat at noon. When the dough is done, we'll make lasagna. But we don't seem to have a flat round pan for baking lasagna at home. What should we do?"

Grandma Jiang recounted what happened in the afternoon and suddenly became embarrassed.

"It's okay, Grandpa will buy it this afternoon! Even if Grandma and the others can't use it, we can keep it at home and cook it ourselves!"

Jiang Yicheng came to the rescue at this time to avoid putting Grandpa Jiang and Grandma Jiang in a difficult position.

"Cheng Cheng is right. Brother, do you remember what kind of pot it is?"

Grandpa Jiang was so generous, and Great Uncle Jiang didn't refuse on purpose. He knew they wanted to help them.

"Let your sister-in-law and I go take a look. I'm not sure either."

"it is good!"

The two sisters-in-law prepared lunch together, and after lunch, they kneaded noodles together.

The sun was too strong at noon, so they took a two-hour lunch break before going to the store together.

For fear that it would be inconvenient to travel back and forth, they also called Jiang Zitao because Grandpa Jiang had never ridden a bicycle before.

It was almost evening when they came back happily, and Grandma Jiang asked them anxiously.

"Have you bought any?"

"Sister-in-law, I got it. This flat iron pan is hard to buy. I went to several stores to buy it, and it cost me a lot of money!"

Grandma Jiang was holding an iron pot lid with a smile on her face, and Grandpa Jiang was also holding an iron pot with a smile on his face.

"That's good, that's good. The dough has already risen. Since you guys haven't come back, I was thinking about making buns out of it."

"I'll scrub the pot right now, and start after the pot is on."

When Grandma Jiang heard what her sister-in-law said, she quickly took the iron pot to the back to wash it, and Grandma Jiang followed suit.

Grandpa Jiang and the others took turns to take a bath. Jiang Yichen looked at Jiang Zitao who was sitting there without moving and teased him.

"Cousin, are you tired today?"

"Not really, it's just very hot. In the past, my family never let us run around under the scorching sun. Today, we ran to several places without even a sip of water, and I feel a little tired."

Jiang Zitao smiled bitterly and Jiang Yichen raised his eyebrows.

"You still haven't practiced enough, so you should also combine work and rest in school. I see that you always study until very late, and your efficiency is not very high. I have seen the test papers you did, and many of the questions are similar, but you spent a lot of time on them."

"You understand? Aren't you the first to dare?"

Jiang Zitao was a little surprised.

"How difficult is this! I've already read the high school textbooks and know the theoretical knowledge."

"So how did you learn? Share it with me?"

Jiang Zitao pursed his lips. He knew that his cousin was capable, but he didn't expect she was still capable after growing up.

"I don't know if my method will work for you, but you can listen to it."

Jiang Yichen told him her summary of experience and said one more sentence at the end.

"Everyone has their own learning method that suits them. You can learn from them."

Because our IQs are different. Jiang Yicheng kept this sentence in mind.

"I'll try, thank you cousin."

Jiang Zitao naturally understood what she meant.

Soon, the aroma of onions came from behind. An An had already been standing in front of the pot, ignoring even the scorching fire.

"Come, try it. I haven't made it for a long time. I wonder if your skills are rusty?"

Grandma Jiang cut the rolled out lasagna into small portions, placed them on plates, and then brought them to the table.

"I'm coming! Ah! It's so hot, so hot."

An An's little hands had been eager to try it, and she immediately picked up a piece and stuffed it into her mouth, screaming in pain from the heat.

"Slow down, slow down, there are still many!"

Grandma Jiang poured him a glass of water with concern.

"Haha! Grandma, I'm fine."

"Second brother, how is it? Does it still taste the same?"

Grandma Jiang kneaded another piece, put it in the pot, and asked Grandpa Jiang for his opinion.

"Sister-in-law, the taste is still the same. But the taste of our coal stove is always a little different from that of the wood stove."

"Of course. These coal balls burn slowly and their firepower is always not as strong as firewood."

Grandma Jiang also summarized her experience after these days of burning.

"Sister-in-law, this is already very good. There are not many people selling firewood in the city, and it would be difficult for you to find one."

Grandma Jiang paid special attention today and didn't see anyone selling firewood anywhere.

"Okay! Sister-in-law, the pancake is ready, let's eat!"

"Okay, when this one is ready, I'll spread out the last bit to avoid wasting the white flour."

Fortunately, Jiang Yicheng's family has many stoves, otherwise they might not be able to proceed simultaneously, and we would have to wait for dinner.

Dinner was scallion pancake and porridge, and the vegetables were all leftovers from the vegetable garden. Because there were children, I still made bitter melon fried eggs and garlic sprouts fried meat.

The children had never eaten lasagna before. It was especially fragrant with the lard and the aroma of scallion oil, which made it very appetizing.

Because we made a lot, the adults also ate a lot.

After the meal, Grandma Jiang asked for everyone’s opinions, even the three children were asked.

"Grandma, I think it's delicious."

"Grandma, I think we can give it a try. I think people who have eaten this kind of cake will want to eat it again."

"Grandma, this cake is best eaten while it's hot. Wouldn't it taste bad if it gets cold?"

"Yes, there is some lard in it, which solidifies when it gets cold, and it does affect the taste."

"Sister-in-law, they will start school the day after tomorrow. Why don't you make two batches and try selling them in front of our store. We will then cover the pancakes well so they don't cool down so quickly."

Grandma Jiang came up with an idea, and Grandma Jiang was overjoyed when she heard it.

"Okay, let's try it. Old man, we're going to buy materials tomorrow, but we can't use up anything from my brother and sister-in-law's house."

"Hey, good!"

Everyone was happy. Although Grandpa Jiang didn't care about that thing now, he didn't object because his eldest brother and sister-in-law were stubborn.

Before going to bed at night, Grandma Jiang was still pulling her husband to think about what to buy for the next day, while Grandpa Jiang was already drowsy.

"My dear, let's buy it tomorrow! It's late now, otherwise I'm afraid I won't have the energy tomorrow."

"Okay, go to sleep! Go to sleep!"

Grandma Jiang was thinking and calculating on her fingers, but she eventually succumbed to the sleepiness and fell asleep.

The next morning, Grandma Jiang got up her husband and prepared to walk to buy things.

Jiang Zitao, who had gotten up early and was reading on the second floor, found him and insisted on going with them while pushing his bicycle. Seeing that their grandson was so filial, the old couple agreed that he would go back to school this afternoon.

Jiang Yichen had a nice late sleep, but after Anan woke up, Jiang Yichen still took him to do morning exercises together.

It didn't take Jiang Zitao and his team long to return this time.

Because there are stores and supply and marketing cooperatives nearby, otherwise the old couple would not want to walk there.

"Sister-in-law, why did you buy so much breakfast? Haven't you eaten yet?"

Grandma Jiang looked at the breakfast hanging on the handlebars of the bicycle and couldn't help asking.

"Yes, we ate outside. I brought this for you. I heard Zitao say that An'an likes to eat these fried dough sticks and milk, so I bought some."

"Hey! Sister-in-law, you're wasting money. They can just eat something at home."

"We are not here to eat and drink for free. What's wrong with me buying some food for the children? An An, take it. Why does this milk have a smell to it? Why do children like it?"

Grandma Jiang handed it to An An, still puzzled.

"Sister-in-law, I heard that this milk is nutritious. Drinking more can make you taller and smarter."

"Aren't all the people who sell milk in that family smart? Then why are they still selling milk?"

Grandma Jiang explained with a smile, and Grandma Jiang asked a question casually, which stumped everyone.

Hey! That's true!

"Grandma, milk does contain many nutrients. Although it's not as magical as it's said to be, it's still good."

Jiang Zitao explained with a smile, and Grandma Jiang slapped her thigh.

"Hey! Why didn't I think of buying one for you at that time!"

"Grandma, we have already had breakfast. I'll give this to my cousin."

Jiang Yichen was about to hand his share to his cousin.

"No, Chengcheng, you can drink it later. I can't get used to the smell either, it's a bit strong. My second grandmother poured it for me yesterday, and I drank it with gritted teeth."

"Chencheng, drink what you want. Your cousin won't be able to enjoy good things."

In the afternoon, Grandpa Jiang rode his bicycle to take Jiang Zitao back to school.

Grandma Jiang originally wanted to prepare more things for him, but then she thought that they were here and could deliver them to him at any time, so she helped him fold his clothes, put them in his bag, and watched him leave.

Everyone washes up and goes to bed early in the evening because they have to get up early to prepare pancakes the next day and the children also have to go to school.

When Jiang Yicheng got up, Grandpa Jiang had already gone to the store with Grandpa Jiang and his wife.

Grandma Jiang said that the great grandmother had gotten up early and baked two thousand-layer pancakes and two egg pancakes and took them over to sell first. An An had to be sent off by Jiang Yicheng today because Grandpa Jiang couldn't come back now.

Jiang Yichen quickly swallowed the cake, drank two mouthfuls of porridge, called An An, and went to push his bicycle first.

Seeing that she was anxious, Grandma Jiang told An An not to worry, and quickly packed him a breakfast and asked him to take it to school.

Jiang Yichen sent An An to school, watched him enter the school gate, and then turned around and rushed to his own school.

When she got to the door, she saw that there were actually people buying cakes in groups of three or four. She pushed her bicycle over, and Grandpa Jiang saw her and came out.

"Grandpa, what's going on?"

"It's OK! Almost sold out. Let's try again at noon to see if anyone comes out to eat."

"Oh! Then I'll go in first!"

"Well! Let's go! We'll have lunch here at noon."

"it is good!"

Jiang Yichen entered the classroom again as the bell rang. Wang Quan saw that she seemed to have something to say, so she warned him: Class is about to start!

There was no lecture today, but the teacher talked about the previous exam papers. Because the papers were not difficult, the teacher jumped around in his explanation.

Wang Quan finally waited until the get out of class was over, and as soon as the teacher left, he turned around and asked.

"Sister Cheng, I heard that someone is selling cakes in front of your shop. It is said that the cakes are very fragrant."

"uh-huh!"

"Unfortunately, I woke up late, and when I heard about it, it was already time for class."

"It's okay, come out with me for lunch! They are my relatives, maybe they will come over at noon."

"Haha! That's exactly what I meant!"

"Show me all your papers so I can understand your strength."

"No problem! Wait a minute!"

Wang Quan smiled happily and gave all his papers to Jiang Yichen directly from the drawer.

"Your basics are generally okay. I think you're quite smart. Why didn't your grades seem very high when you entered the class?"

Jiang Yichen quickly scanned the places where he made mistakes and found that they were all minor problems that could be avoided.

I didn't frown until I saw the last two pictures. The subjects I lost the most points in were English and Chinese. Is this a poor balance between subjects?

Wang Quan kept an eye on her facial expression at all times and saw that she was frowning and looked a little nervous.

"Ms. Orange?"

"You haven't lost your junior high school textbooks yet, have you?"

"No."

“Have you mastered all the English words?”

“About that!”

Seeing Jiang Yichen frowning, he immediately changed his words.

“Not fully mastered!”

"Go back and find your junior high school textbooks. Learn and memorize all the English words. I'll check in a week."

"Sister Cheng, but I don't have any books if I don't go home!"

"Your mother isn't home!"

"Ouch!"