Bai Fumei in the ’70s Chapter 36
Translated by Serena Love
After listening to Zhao Lanxiang's words, Jiang Li's first reaction is not to believe them.
Who is her brother?
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He is the most promising in the entire military compound young generation. Different from the ordinary-looking brothers everywhere, her elder brother inherited the good looks from their parents. People whose careers are more promising than him are not as handsome as him and are less than three points shorter than him. There are so many girls who have liked her brother, they can line up from the beginning of the street to the end.
Now Zhao Lanxiang actually said that she broke up with her brother, and under the circumstances, her brother actually wrote such a "nice" letter.
Jiang Li just wanted to laugh, but she couldn't laugh when she saw the seriousness in Zhao Lanxiang's eyes.
She said, "Do you want my brother to treat you as an ancestor and beg you to treat him well?"
"If you miss this opportunity, you won't have it anymore in the future. If you make him be discouraged, you can't enter my Jiang family's door in this life."
Jiang Li didn't think Zhao Lanxiang's words were false. But when she thought of her brother's indifferent appearance, the kind of cheap look that trampled on the girl's sincerity, sometimes she feels itchy. If her boyfriend dared to treat her like this, she promised that she would let him out of the way.
She thought that Zhao Lanxiang might be really angry, but she never doubted Zhao Lanxiang's sincerity towards her brother.
At the beginning, she looked like she was desperate. How could it be possible to suddenly change overnight.
Zhao Lanxiang snorted and said without any interest, "It doesn't matter what you think."
"But it seems that your brother doesn't have that kind of consciousness. You can mention him a little bit. These days, writing this kind of letter to an innocent girl is shameful. Even rogues would not be like him."
She opened Jiang Jianjun's letter at random and glanced.
In fact, Zhao Lanxiang did not dare to believe that Jiang Jianjun would write a love letter to her. At this period of time in her last life, he was suffering from the trough of life and was suppressed by his "ultimate rival of destiny". He was hospitalized and wounded. It was like the house was leaking and the rain was falling. He has even separated with his white moonlight for his career.
In her previous life, she estimated that he thought that he has no chance to be with his white moonlight, but he always wanted to get married. So he picked a girl that was the most passionate about him.
So how could he write a love letter to her at this time?
This thought made Zhao Lanxiang thinks that something is wrong. Her quick glance suddenly turned into a word-for-word review.
This action fell into Jiang Li's gaze. For her, it is turned into a proof that Zhao Lanxiang's mouth was hard but her heart was soft.
She said, "Hey, I won't care about your business. I just want to eat steamed buns."
Zhao Lanxiang experienced the feeling of wanting to wash her eyes like Jiang Li when she opened the letter. She saw the warm and bold side of Jiang Jianjun for the first time in her two lives, but when she thinks about it, she frowned.
A bizarre thought entered her mind.
He... at this time, it should be the time when he felt tired of her.
How could it be possible to write to her in this lover-like tone!
For a moment, Zhao Lanxiang was stunned for a moment. There is a silent feeling of consternation in her heart.
'Has Jiang Jianjun reborn just like her?'
'This is a big trouble.'
Regardless of what happened between her and Jiang Jianjun, he has a grudge with He Songbai. In her previous life, He Songbai severely taught Jiang Jianjun a lesson because of her and it ruined him. If Jiang Jianjun was really as she thought, Zhao Lanxiang is reluctant to think about what he might do.
Jiang Li shook Zhao Lanxiang's body.
"Okay, okay. My brother's letter is not that beautiful for keeping you staring so excitedly. Are you speechless?"
"I want to eat steamed buns. Do you have time to make it? I bought all the meat." Jiang Li said, shaking the pork in her hand. The pork in her hand was mixed of half lean and half fat. An inch thick of white fat is glowing under the sun, and there is a little oily luster underneath it.
The thoughts in Zhao Lanxiang's mind went back and forth, and finally her eyes were fixed on Jiang Li.
She said, "I'll discuss with you one thing. If you agree, I will make this bun for you. If you don't agree... you can carry your pork back and make it yourself."
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Jiang Li gave Zhao Lanxiang a suspicious look and asked, "What's the matter?"
Zhao Lanxiang raised her lips, waved at her, and whispered to her ear.
After listening to it, Jiang Li's brow was inexplicably furrowed.
She said, "Now I know why other women haven't been able to take my brother. I thought when I look at you. Tsk... tsk... the level of your scheming is really deep..."
Jiang Li is not interested in Zhao Lanxiang and her brother's love things. She just wants to eat buns, hot buns!
Yesterday she listened to Zhou Jiazhen's longing for the buns made by Zhao Lanxiang, and she couldn't help but get infected.
As soon as the autumn harvest was over, she went to the store to buy meat. It's a pity that she got up too late on the first day, the meat was already snatched away. When it was her turn there was nothing left. The more frustrations she encountered, the higher her final sense of expectation.
Today, early in the morning, Jiang Li went to the county town in the dark. She grabbed a front row in the queue, and on the way back she passed a post office to get a letter. She felt abused completely.
Zhao Lanxiang took the meat in Jiang Li's hands and weighed it. It was quite heavy, and it was estimated to weigh two pounds.
"You can't finish eating so much pork."
Jiang Li hummed and said, "It's okay, just make it. Just make a few more and I will take it back for lunch and dinner."
Zhao Lanxiang thought for a while and said, "If you want to eat better, go to the brigade and see if the ice seller has come. Go buy some pieces of crushed ice from him and get it back."
During the autumn harvest, it has been hot for the past few days. It was as bad as the stove at noon. People who are exposed to the sun for a long time are prone to heat stroke. There are sometimes sellers who pick up ice water in the valley, and many people are willing to spend a penny or two to buy some ice cubes to get rid of the heat.
Jiang Li was dissatisfied with Zhao Lanxiang's arrogant attitude. She glared at Zhao Lanxiang, but the temptation of the delicious meat buns made her succumb. She stomped and turned to buy ice cubes.
Tang Qing outside the door came out and asked, "Is it ice cubes? I also need to buy them."
Zhao Lanxiang nodded and walked to the kitchen carrying the pork.
Fortunately, during these three days of vacation, Zhao Lanxiang thought about making something delicious. The stove had been simmering the old broth all night long, which was just right for making soup dumplings. The soup is rich in juice, and the thin, tender and chewy layer of skin is wrapped in a thick soup, and after a bite the juice will flows. The rich layered taste can be much better than simply eating meat buns. The trick of pure soup filling is in the clear and mellow soup, which makes people think of another after eating one.
It is suitable for morning snack.
After Zhao Lanxiang rubbed the dough well, Tang Qing has brought back some ice cubes.
She made pig jelly soup with pig skin and tube bone old broth, and cooled it with ice cubes, and the soup jelly gradually solidified into an agar-like layer.
Zhao Lanxiang used raw starch to knead the dough, made the bun with eighteen folds, and wrapped the minced meat and skin together. The fire violently steamed the bun, and the solid soup jelly gradually melted into a delicious soup. The thin layer of bun skin gradually became translucent under the misty steaming, and the dough steamed from raw starch would become transparent.
Soon a hot basket of crystal soup dumplings will be ready. Bean and pork filling, corn and pork filling, mushroom and pork filling, the three-color soup dumplings are outlined under the crystal skin, just like gelatinous jade, plump and small, every fold is cute and attractive.
Jiang Li squatted beside the stove with her head pops out, her eyes sparkling and her saliva flooding.
She was so reluctant to start with such a beautiful bun.
Tang Qing took the initiative to load a plate of soup dumplings. Before sitting down, he couldn't wait to put a bun into his mouth. Before he could taste the taste, his tongue was burnt.
He breathed in cold air, his teeth bit a little bit of the skin, and suddenly the juice was overflowing and filling his mouth with flavour. The thin dough is sticky and chewy, the meat filling is fat but not greasy, the flavor is thick and delicious, and the soup is so hot that you can't help but roar.
After eating a soup dumpling, Tang Qing gulped and started to bite the second one. He said vaguely and excitedly, "It's delicious!"
"I've never eaten such a special bun."
It wasn't until the fourth one was eaten that Tang Qing's hungry stomach and greedy tongue were comforted. He was willing to slow down and began to taste the soup dumplings with each filling slowly.
"Comrade Zhao, your bun making skills are definitely this."
He gave a double thumbs-up. Tang Qing's mother cooked deliciously, and since when he went to the countryside, he often remembered his mother's dishes. But since he ate what Zhao Lanxiang made, he thought more about Zhao Lanxiang's noodle soup and steamed buns.
Maybe...after his bicycle transfer is successful, there will be more worthy food waiting for him.
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After Jiang Li had eaten eight soup dumplings, her stomach was round. She packed the remaining buns with a cloth bag.
Zhao Lanxiang said deeply, "Remember what I said."
Jiang Li waved her hand, "Come on, don't need you to remind me. Am I the kind of person who won't pay the bill?"
Zhao Lanxiang sent the two outside the door. But after Jiang Li left, Tang Qing stayed.
He said, "Do you want the bike?"
"Bicycles are not really necessary for me..."
He coughed a little and continued, "But if I want to transfer the bike, I want to transfer it to you. You gave me the idea to sell the bike."
Zhao Lanxiang did not hesitate to take out the money to buy a bicycle and handed it to Tang Qing, she said, "If of course it is necessary to pay it, but I don't have enough industrial coupons. If you want, you can come to me for dinner this month, just let me know in advance. Yes, is this OK?"
'This... of course it works.' For Tang Qing, this is a gift sent to the middle of his arms.
He happily pushed his bicycle over and put it in the bullpen of the He family.
Zhao Lanxiang wrapped three pieces of kidney bean cake in oil paper and handed it to him, "Thank you for the bicycle. This is what I just made this morning. You can try it."
[T/N: Soup Dumplings]
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