Eating melons and raising children in the period literature

"Aunt, did you buy so much wool to knit a scarf for that aunt?"

Wen Qian looked at the red wool that Yang Qingqing bought and she thought she liked it too.

"Ah? You mean this? I, your aunt, can't knit sweaters or scarves. This is for your second aunt. Let her take care of it for you. Does Wen Qian like it?"

Yang Qingqing saw that Wen Qian's eyes never left the wool she bought, so she asked

"I like red, and I want a red scarf, too." Wen Qian's voice became smaller and smaller, and she became more and more embarrassed. In the end, Yang Qingqing couldn't even hear her clearly.

Yang Qingqing looked at Wen Qian's lowered head and couldn't help but rub it.

She felt that her greatest achievement in the past few months was not finding a job, but making Wen Qian, who used to be happy and lively, open up a little.

Although Wen Qian used to be very obedient, gentle and quiet, she is definitely much more lively than she is now.

I also act like a spoiled child and cute with my family members, and I have a lot to share.

But since Yang Qingshan and the other two left, she has become less and less talkative and more and more quiet.

Yang Qingqing didn't pay attention at first, but later realized that she was afraid that Wen Qian might have autism. So she would talk to Wen Qian every night.

Every day, she would tell Wen Jing and the others to play more with Wen Qian and not to leave her alone all the time.

Recently, Yang Qingqing has noticed a change in Wen Qian. She starts talking to them and laughs more often.

"Oh, our little baby Wen Qian likes red! How about Auntie give you a red dress for the New Year? Our little baby will look good in it."

After Yang Qingqing said this, she saw the envious eyes of the others, but no one said they wanted to

Even Wen Yuan, who is usually carefree, didn't say he wanted

Wen Jing and Wen Xuan thought that their aunt had already made new clothes for them, and they couldn't ask for more during the New Year.

But Wenyuan thought differently. Didn’t he want it? He did, but he wanted a new schoolbag as a gift more.

His current schoolbag was the one Wenxuan used to carry, and it has several patches on it. He especially wants a military green messenger bag with a five-pointed star on it.

After much difficulty, Yang Qingqing promised that if he did well in the exam, he would get a gift for the New Year. He didn't want anything to go wrong. In the end, he didn't get what he wanted most.

"Okay, you can choose what you want now, or you can wait and choose during the Chinese New Year. Anyway, there are no more, so each person can only ask for one gift.

Wen Qian, you can choose another one. The one just now is an extra one given to you by your aunt."

After hearing this, Wen Yuan felt like he had missed out on 100 million yuan. How could he still play like this?

"Aunt, you are biased. Am I not your favorite nephew?" I also want another gift

"Huh? What did you say? If you don't like it, I will cancel your gift."

Yang Qingqing didn't want them to think she was biased. Everyone else had one, but Wen Qian had two.

"I'm not biased. I just think that Wen Qian looks really good in red, so I want to buy it for her. It's not her suggestion. If I see something that suits you later, maybe I will buy it for you? But it can't be you who asked for it, but I want to buy it for you. Do you understand?"

Yang Qingqing could only explain it this way. She was not short of money anyway. Besides, she would have bought them something when she brought them here anyway, so it would not conflict with giving them gifts during the Chinese New Year.

"Oh! I understand. Thank you, auntie."

Before Wenyuan could figure it out, Wenxuan reacted and understood what Yang Qingqing meant. He was the first to thank his aunt.

Wen Jing also understood it, and thanked Auntie

Wenyuan also thanked them, but he still didn't quite understand. But seeing that his brothers and sisters understood, he didn't want to fall behind, so he followed suit, but he was still a little unhappy. But he didn't say it out loud, because he was afraid that his aunt would really not buy him anything.

"Okay, let's go look somewhere else."

Yang Qingqing didn't ask Wenyuan again. Anyway, if she didn't tell him, Wenxuan would tell him later. Now it's pretty good to see Wenyuan's tangled face.

Afterwards, Yang Qingqing took Wenxuan and the others to visit other places, but there was nothing of interest.

She saw Wenjing and Wenxuan always looking at the stationery counter, so she took them to pick out some notebooks and pens.

Then I bought some notebooks, pencils, and erasers for Wendan and Wenran.

Later I saw someone selling toys, but they were not anything good, just balls, tin frogs, and some small gadgets.

Yang Qingqing saw that the children were not particularly interested, so she did not buy anything. The main reason was that Yang Qingqing had taken out a lot of toys for them during this period.

Now their horizons have broadened and they are not interested in the toys now.

Later, seeing that it was getting late, they went out to the state-owned restaurant.

When we got to the restaurant, the food hadn't started yet, but the menu was already out. There was a blackboard with the following words:

There are six dishes in total, namely blood sausage and sauerkraut, radish and pork ribs, stir-fried cabbage, shredded potatoes, mixed vegetables, and braised pork.

There are five staple foods: steamed buns, steamed bread, rice, dumplings, and noodles.

Yang Qingqing walked into the hotel with her child

Sister Wang wanted to say "Ah~ I didn't see..."

But when he saw it was Yang Qingqing, he changed his words.

"Hey girl, we're still ten minutes from serving time! Why are you here so early? Are you not at work? And whose children are these? You've had a hard time since you came here."

"Sister Wang! I don't work at the supply and marketing cooperative anymore. I've gone to work at the mine. Isn't it time for our children to come over and taste the chef's cooking skills during our break?"

Yang Qingqing looked at the person she met for the first time and suddenly felt that time had passed so quickly.

When I think about it carefully, it’s only been half a year. Why does it feel like a long time?

"Really? Why don't you stay at the supply and marketing cooperative? Working in the mine must be tiring, right?"

Yang Qingqing looked at Sister Wang's expression of looking at a fool, and she wanted to explain something.

"It's OK. I work as a publicist. I usually have a lot of free time. The most important thing is that it's close to home. I can go home early."

"I see! You are so capable! You can go anywhere. Unlike me, I can only be a waiter."

At this time, she no longer looked at Yang Qingqing as a fool. Instead, she admired her and thought that Yang Qingqing was really capable.

"Look at what you said, it's all luck. How many people envy your job?

Wenjing, what do you want to eat? Order quickly, it will be time for someone to come up soon. You will have to wait.

Sister Wang, let's order first and have dinner later. You can tell the chef directly. This way we can finish eating earlier and catch the bus earlier."

After hearing what Yang Qingqing said, she felt that Yang Qingqing's home should be some distance away from the county town. Otherwise, she wouldn't have to drive a car, and she wouldn't have to work at the supply and marketing cooperative.

She didn't know that Yang Qingqing's previous job was a temporary substitute, and later she changed jobs with someone else. Although she came here, it was not a good thing after all. Several people whispered about it.

She still didn't know why Yang Qingqing went to the mining area.

"Okay, tell me what you want, and I'll go talk to the chef. I'll make it for you first, it's almost time anyway."

"Thank you, Sister Wang. We want braised pork and spare ribs,"

Yang Qingqing ordered two first. No need to ask, everyone will definitely like these two. She let Wen Jing and the others order the rest.

"What else do you want to eat? Don't worry." He took out a bunch of tickets and money, but it looked like a lot, but it was only about ten yuan.

Yang Qingqing was afraid that they would be reluctant to give up, so she told them to be bold and

"Aunt, I want to eat blood sausage. I haven't eaten it yet!"

Wen Yuan, a little foodie, didn't care about anything. As soon as Yang Qingqing finished speaking, he couldn't wait to order one.

"Aunt, these three dishes are enough for us, so we won't order anything else. White steamed buns will do."

Wen Jing saw that they had already ordered three meat dishes, so she thought that was enough, so she ordered the cheapest steamed buns.

"Yes, Auntie, that's enough for us. We are still children and can't eat too much."

Sister Wang was so envious of these children who were so obedient and knew how to save money for their parents. Then she thought about the useless kids at home.

If I bring them here, they will definitely work as hard as they can and won't want to save money at all, as if they have no chance of saving the next meal.

This capable person teaches children who are better than himself. People really can't be compared.

"Okay, since you guys don't want to order, I'll do it. Sister Wang, let's order three more meat dumplings and two bowls of rice. That's all. If it's not enough later, we can order more."

"Okay, I'll make it for you right away, just in time for dinner."

Yang Qingqing and her friends also found a seat by the window and waited for the food.