Salt Xiao Fulang

It was getting brighter, but Xiaochun was still curled up in the blanket.

There were no livestock in their house, and when Song Xu left again, the whole house was quieter than ever.

Xiaochun felt that she had never been so idle in her life, and she didn't even want to wake up. She lazily buried her head in the quilt, breathing her own warm breath.

He subconsciously put his hand on his lower abdomen.

Of course the pregnancy was fake, it was Song Xu's idea to get rid of those thugs.

It turned out that Song Xu despised his shuang'er's body and hadn't touched him for half a year.And this new Song Xu, who calls himself "a man from another world", is even more honest when he sleeps.

His behavior style is very different from Song Xu in the past, Xiaochun is not stupid, of course he can see this.

What he said and what he did, if you put aside rational doubts, he is simply the person in Xiaochun's dream.

Of course Chun Yingxia is not a naturally indifferent person, he has also tasted what it feels like to be loved.

Although he is a little boy, before he was five years old, when his parents were still there, they called him little baby, held him in their arms, put him on their shoulders, and bought him candied haws when they went to the market.

He remembers it all.

His mother was in poor health, and she never got pregnant after giving birth to him.Neighbors also had gossip, saying that he lost his family star, bad luck, and took away the luck of his parents.But father and mother didn't care at all, they would still kiss his forehead affectionately and call him Xiaoxia baby.

He was born at the end of spring and the beginning of summer. It was a sunny day with warm wind blowing and green willows hanging down.

Although his mother has never read a book, she also tasted the taste of happiness, so she named him Yingxia.

The surname is Chun, and the first name is Yingxia. This name sounds warm and comfortable, and it is full of good wishes from relatives.

Unfortunately, happiness doesn't always last long.

Xiaochun stuck her head out of the quilt, her eyes were flushed with breathlessness.

He recalled a few years ago, when he was just growing up.

Young people have just opened their minds, and they can't help but fantasize about their future husband.

Daydreaming does not require self-knowledge. The person in Xiaochun's dream has a broad chest, strong arms, a healthy complexion, and a hearty smile.

"He" can carry water, chop firewood, take care of the fields, and put himself on his shoulders to watch the wheat waves during the autumn harvest.

"He" would also kiss himself, hold himself in his arms, as if holding a bag of light cotton, and then said with a smile that Xiao Xia is too light, eat more.

The sweeter the fantasy, the bitterer the life.

His real husband, let alone the man in the dream, didn't even touch the corner of the dream.He became more and more cold and silent, as if he could gain a moment of peace by closing himself.

However, an accident came suddenly, and the dreamer appeared.

Only a few days passed, Xiaochun began to get used to this different husband.

He is gentle, more real than false fantasies.Will get angry, be cold-faced, and teach others.

I will also give myself scrambled eggs, and ask myself to taste the saltiness of dumpling fillings.

Such a day, is it true?

Or have you gone crazy?

Xiaochun lay down for another long while, until the sun was high and his stomach was burning, and he slowly got up.

There were dead branches piled up in the yard, Song Xu probably picked up the broken firewood that fell around, and put it away after checking if it was enough.

Xiaochun took another look at the water tank, and sure enough it was already full.

He heard the movement in the morning and knew that Song Xu had already picked up the water, but by accident, he always had to check it again from time to time. Is it true?

Xiaochun had nothing to do, so he lazily made a bowl of batter.There was too much water, it was more like noodle soup, he didn't dislike it, he sat in the yard and drank it slowly.

"Brother Xu, is Brother Xu here?"

Suddenly, Jiao Didi's call came from outside the courtyard, which was a little numb.Xiaochun shook his hand and sprinkled a few drops of hot water on it.

His mood suddenly turned bad, he put down the bowl, walked out of the courtyard gate, and met the visitor through the fence.

"Hey... Isn't this Xiaochun who we only conceived four years after we got married?" The delicate female voice suddenly became sharp: "I haven't conceived for four years, so I'm afraid there is something wrong. Is this baby stable? Don't let us I'm so happy again..."

"........." Xiaochun stared at the person for a long time, and finally showed an expression that seemed to be suddenly enlightened: "Oh, Li Baozhu."

Li Baozhu: "..."

So the bitch Chun Yingxia didn't remember her name! ?

Li Baozhu gritted his teeth and said: "Is it intentional, you bitch, I don't know what magic trick you used to suddenly make brother Xu change his mind... It's obviously a firewood stick, and he didn't find a tank to take care of himself, just Why does this ugly face occupy Brother Xu!?"

Xiao Chun knew about Li Baozhu,

This sturdy girl is a famous widow in Dashi Village.

She married a sick young man in her early years, and the sick young man's family was bewitched by some kind of evil. In the past three years, they all died, leaving Li Baozhu as a widowed daughter-in-law.

The village chief took back most of their family's property, leaving only a dilapidated house and one mu of land for Li Baozhu to live with.

If Li Baozhu's natal family has any elders who can make up their minds, then she may be remarried.However, on the one hand, her natal family is too far away, and on the other hand, everyone is jealous of her, and they always think that she is responsible for the disaster of her husband's family...

Over time, Li Baozhu became a well-known pungent widow in Dashi Village. Everyone dared not provoke her, but because of her beauty, they would smile a little bit.

But there are really few people who really have nothing to do with Ken and her.

Former Song Xu is one of this minority.

Former Song Xu liked women, but not Shuanger.But is it so easy to hook up with a woman from a good family?During the persistent teasing by the beautiful widow Li Baozhu, the former Song Xu gradually became somewhat ambiguous with others.

He didn't really do anything scandalous, but even so, it was enough to scare people.

Recently, Song Xu's family has been releasing big news.

Li Baozhu has been coveting Song Xu for a long time, always thinking that someone will send out the seller's Shuang'er and form a loving couple with her again.

When the farce in the ancestral hall first came out a few days ago, she was the one who laughed the happiest in the crowd.

Who knew that things would take a turn for the worse, why did that ugly twin get pregnant after only a few days! ?

Brother Xu was so happy about this and held a big banquet! ?

Li Baozhu thought about it at home for a few days, and became more and more anxious, so she couldn't help but came to Song Xu.

Who would have imagined that without Song Xu, he would directly meet that ugly pair.

... This ugly pair dared to humiliate her!

"... What's the matter with you?"

Look, I scolded him, but this person didn't respond at all!

Li Baozhu was anxious: "Don't be complacent! Brother Xu told me a long time ago that he was going to divorce his son and marry me as a sequel! Don't look at him being happy for a while now, wait until you give birth to the baby, and watch him Do you want me!"

Xiaochun subconsciously touched her stomach, which was nothing, but suddenly felt a little hot on her face.

He wandered away for a while, only to remember Li Baozhu who was still standing in front of him so angry that his eyeballs bulged.

Xiaochun opened his mouth, really not knowing what to say.

say what?Not really pregnant?Maybe that Song Xu you used to have was killed by a thunderbolt in private?

Finally, Xiaochun held back dryly: "...Have you eaten yet?"

So the people of Dashi Village saw a new scene today - Li Baozhu rushed back to his home through the village like a whirlwind, crying.

***

There was a big gathering in Chunyang County today, and when Song Xu finally reached the gate of the city, the long line had already taken shape.

Pushing the cart was more tiring than he imagined.

Although the distance between Dashi Village and Chunyang County is close enough, it is still difficult to walk on two legs.

The distance of more than an hour, if not for the physical foundation, even Song Xu, who is a gym expert, might not be able to easily cross it.

It is not difficult to walk once, but it is difficult to walk back and forth every day. It really depends on perseverance.

After queuing up to enter the city, by the time Song Xu quickly found a good spot and opened the stall, it was already dawn.

Amidst the yelling of business people, the whole Chunyang County is full of vigor.

Song Xu heated up the stove, poured oil on it, then spread out the chopping board covered with powder, and started making dumplings.

The stuffing is made of wild vegetables and eggs, and the dough mixed with buckwheat flour is slightly grayish-yellow. Under Song Xu's movements, round and lovely dumplings are spread on the chopping board.

Song Xu first made [-] dumplings. At this time, the frying pan was already steaming hot, exuding fresh oily smoke.

He stuffed the dumplings in, the noodles collided with the oil, and there was a sting, and the astonishing aroma expanded outward, just like dropping an aroma bomb|bomb on the street!

Next door is a guy who sells rice cakes.

He looked at Song Xu in amazement, thinking to himself, fried dumplings?It's too extravagant!How much oil would be wasted!

As the bottom of the dumplings was fried until slightly crispy, Song Xu picked up the kettle and poured some water into the oil pan.

Hot oil and water are mortal enemies. When they meet in the pot, there is a great momentum. There is only a bang, and a huge white mist rises from the pot. It highlights the movements of the eight people!

Song Xu swiftly put the huge wooden pot lid on the frying pan, and when he looked up, he saw a circle of people around him.

"Little brother, can these dumplings still be fried?"

"Brother, what is this, is it delicious, and how do you sell it?"

"Is there any meat in it? How much is it?"

Song Xuqi won the victory, raised a smiling face, and said loudly: "Fathers and folks, this is a delicacy in my hometown in the north. It is called 'fried dumplings'. Although it is not filled with meat, there are fragrant scrambled eggs! The dough on the outside is overcooked. The oil is crispy and delicious, and it only costs four pennies each!"

"Four!? It's too expensive, a big meat bun is only five, and you need four for such a small dumpling..."

"And I can't get enough to eat. I might have to eat a pot to be full. I can't afford forty or fifty yuan for a meal. Then I might as well eat a bowl of noodles. Adding meat can only cost ten yuan! "

"Too expensive, too expensive..."

Song Xu just smiled and didn't make much excuses, secretly sweating.

Fortunately, only [-] dumplings were fried in the first pot, so sell them slowly.

He hasn't opened here yet, but the young man who sells rice cakes around him has already seen a lot of customers.

That guy is used to it, and most of the people who come to buy rice cakes are repeat customers.And he is exceptionally eloquent, and the hard advertisements in his mouth come out smoothly——

"Hey, grandpa, aunt, girl, and little buddies, come and have a look! Freshly baked rice cakes - freshly harvested rice! The grains are plump! When you take a sip, you will get a mouthful of saliva! When you grind the rice noodles, it smells like a two-year-old next door. The little baby climbed the three-foot-high wall and came to steal it! When the steamed cake was steamed, the fragrance wafted away, and the old monk who wandered in the sky tasted it and immediately returned the vulgarity!!"

Song Xu: "..."

Why do you have to return to vulgarity after eating a rice cake?

This kind of "the kid next door is crying" is unexpectedly attractive. Song Xu has every reason to suspect that what everyone is buying is not rice cakes, but front row tickets for the cross talk show.

But this kind of yelling is too professional, Song Xu, a former designer who sits in the office and cuts out pictures, tried his best to open his mouth for a long time, but he didn't hold back a fart.

The water vapor had almost evaporated, so he didn't care about anything else, he lifted the lid of the pot and waited for the hot oil to re-bake the bottom of the fried dumplings to be crispy and fragrant.

As soon as the lid of the pot was opened this time, not to mention those who hesitated around him, people from farther away followed the scent and looked here.

Song Xu turned off the stove and shoveled the dumplings away, firmly believing that the delicious ones are the best. After a while, he yelled: "Fresh snack 'fried dumplings'! Four pennies each!! Whether it's delicious or not, you Taste one and you’ll know! Buy a fried dumpling, you won’t be at a loss, you won’t be fooled, and the kids next door will cry—!”