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He rode the bicycle left by Zhou Xiaomei when she was married. At that time, Stalin sent him a three turn sound. Zhou's mother left only this bicycle.
It's always on the old Zhou's side. Brother Zhou will use it whoever they want.
This meeting son Zhou Qingbai took directly to use, the bicycle Lin Qinghe still had to go to work.
Not too much pork this day, Lin Qinghe asked for leave directly. Isn't there Chen Shan to take the class on his behalf, but he can't sit and take the salary.
Let Chen Shan take the place of the teacher. Every month, Lin Qinghe has two days to ask for leave. He hasn't asked for leave before. It's OK to ask for one day.
It's needless to say that pork is divided. As usual, Lin Qinghe and his family have also divided a lot this year.
This year, because Lin Qinghe is teaching, he asked for more pig blood.
Eat a little pig blood also can wash chalk dust to lung occasionally.
As for the others, Lin Qinghe took three sons, and Zhou's mother and Zhou Xiaomei's two sons all got them back.
Little Sucheng was very happy: "eat meat, eat meat."
"Stir fried salted vegetables with pig large intestine, it's delicious." Three children nodded.
Little Sucheng's saliva is coming out.
Da Wa and ER wa are also very happy. These two brothers don't need to read today. The production team killed pigs today. The primary school on the team had a direct holiday.
It's too casual to say.
As soon as Lin Qinghe and Zhou Mu came home, they started to clean up.
The large intestine and stomach of the pig were handed over to Zhou mu for treatment. Lin Qinghe began to cut fat and boil oil at the first time.
The oil at home is used badly. The two bottles she bought last time have been used up, and another bottle has been poured out of the space and used almost.
So this time she made a lot of fat, but also can boil two cans of white lard for use.
After the Spring Festival, there will still be some.
Boil the oil and put the oil dregs out, give brother Da Wa a bowl of several, and keep the others for cooking. The fried cabbage is very sweet.
A bowl of oil dregs told the children to share, eat a mouthful of oil, and their eyes were also bright, including small Suzhou.
The two brothers, Xiao Sucheng and Xiao SUSON, are very well raised here. Although Lin Qinghe doesn't think they are fat, in the current aesthetic sense, as long as they have long eyes, Lin Qinghe won't treat them badly.
Besides, what's Mr. Lin's disposition? He is honest and upright. One is one, two is two. He won't treat her little aunt and children behind her back.
This year's meat, after all, eat pork large intestine fried salted vegetables.
As for pork tripe, it has been stewed by Lin Qinghe and kept for dinner.
At noon, when Zhou Qingbai came back, there was still a bowl of fried salted vegetables with pig intestines left. She left it for him, and everyone else ate it.
"Do you want to go tomorrow?" Asked Lin Qinghe.
Although the steamed bread is not hot, it is not cold. She put it in the pot.
"A few more days." Said Zhou Qingbai.
There are many things we can burn at home, but that's the same sentence. We need firewood.
They wash their feet every other time. Lin Qinghe basically has to wash his feet every day. It's still ginger water feet.
And this is still the children, on her own, every other day, she has to boil water and wash it once by herself, but also requires Zhou Qingbai to wash it, love is very clean, where will it not cost firewood?
But Zhou Qingbai has no opinion about it, and his daughter-in-law also said that if she doesn't wash it thoroughly, she will get sick easily. This is to ask the hospital doctor.
In order to be close to his wife in winter, Zhou Qingbai naturally began to prepare firewood.
After eating in the early morning, he went out and didn't come back until now. Zhou Qingbai is really hungry.
Four big steamed buns with this dish, he ate it all.
"Go and have a rest." Lin Qinghe tidies up. He also plans to go to lie down. He will go to work later.
Zhou Qingbai went first to spread out a few bundles of firewood and then went to rest.
Because of the meat, it's needless to say that the food for these days.
Braised pork with pork head and other things are all made in different ways.
So that when Stalin and Zhou Xiaomei came back from their holidays, they saw that the little Soviet city was full of fat.
Zhou Xiaomei can't hold her son for a while, so she will give her father a hug.
Stalin held his son in his arms and did not give up. Seeing his son eating so well, he never stopped laughing.
"What did you eat this is?" Zhou Xiaomei said.
"Eat meat." Said little Sucheng.
"My brother likes to eat fat meat. He has to eat a lot of fat meat for a meal, so he is fat." Three children said.
"Did the three children eat more?" Zhou Xiaomei said with a smile.
"Yes." Three children nodded: "sister-in-law, you bought us sugar to eat again."
Zhou Xiaomei came back with a bag of milk candy. She had two Jin of eggs, about five Jin. She sent them to sister-in-law Zhou. She also took two of them. Little SUSON had to drink milk.
But I also gave food here, and brought back ten jin of white noodles.
"Just a few stutters in the city are worth bringing so much food with you." Said Lin Qinghe.
"This kid I know, the person is not big, appetite is not small, nurturance is like this, eat afraid is many." Zhou Xiaomei said with a smile, and then asked her sister-in-law about Teaching: "I didn't know that sister-in-law you learned so many things in private, even the educated can't test you."
Lin Qinghe has a dry cough. The more mistakes he makes in this matter, the more mistakes he makes. So Lin Qinghe doesn't intend to say more, just vaguely.
Until now, Zhou Qingbai didn't ask her specifically.
After all, living under the same roof, he knows when she started reading. As for reading before she came, he knows how to read? That doesn't exist.
Stalin and Zhou Xiaomei came here early in the morning, but they couldn't pass the night. They had to go back in the evening.
I didn't go back until I ate here.
Little Sucheng didn't give up, because he was very happy to live here, that is to say, his parents must bring him milk candy to eat when they are free.
Little SUSON, the youngest son, is also very well raised. Now he mainly eats the milk water from his sister-in-law on Wednesday.
With the growing appetite, on Wednesday, my sister-in-law was not enough to eat.
But brother Zhou will go fishing every now and then on Wednesday. If Zhou Dong of Lin Qinghe has sent fish and shrimp, he will also send some to sister-in-law Zhou. Otherwise, it's not enough to eat now.
This meeting son's child's ration is absolutely impossible to compare with those women of later generations, because the food difference is really big.
When Stalin and Zhou Xiaomei came back that day, Zhou Qingbai also saved enough firewood for his family after ten days.
And when he didn't plan to go to fight firewood, it snowed in the middle of the night.
And the next day, zhoujiatun spread all over, Wang Ling and her little brother-in-law do things like breaking shoes.
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He rode the bicycle left by Zhou Xiaomei when she was married. At that time, Stalin sent him a three turn sound. Zhou's mother left only this bicycle.
It's always on the old Zhou's side. Brother Zhou will use it whoever they want.
This meeting son Zhou Qingbai took directly to use, the bicycle Lin Qinghe still had to go to work.
Not too much pork this day, Lin Qinghe asked for leave directly. Isn't there Chen Shan to take the class on his behalf, but he can't sit and take the salary.
Let Chen Shan take the place of the teacher. Every month, Lin Qinghe has two days to ask for leave. He hasn't asked for leave before. It's OK to ask for one day.
It's needless to say that pork is divided. As usual, Lin Qinghe and his family have also divided a lot this year.
This year, because Lin Qinghe is teaching, he asked for more pig blood.
Eat a little pig blood also can wash chalk dust to lung occasionally.
As for the others, Lin Qinghe took three sons, and Zhou's mother and Zhou Xiaomei's two sons all got them back.
Little Sucheng was very happy: "eat meat, eat meat."
"Stir fried salted vegetables with pig large intestine, it's delicious." Three children nodded.
Little Sucheng's saliva is coming out.
Da Wa and ER wa are also very happy. These two brothers don't need to read today. The production team killed pigs today. The primary school on the team had a direct holiday.
It's too casual to say.
As soon as Lin Qinghe and Zhou Mu came home, they started to clean up.
The large intestine and stomach of the pig were handed over to Zhou mu for treatment. Lin Qinghe began to cut fat and boil oil at the first time.
The oil at home is used badly. The two bottles she bought last time have been used up, and another bottle has been poured out of the space and used almost.
So this time she made a lot of fat, but also can boil two cans of white lard for use.
After the Spring Festival, there will still be some.
Boil the oil and put the oil dregs out, give brother Da Wa a bowl of several, and keep the others for cooking. The fried cabbage is very sweet.
A bowl of oil dregs told the children to share, eat a mouthful of oil, and their eyes were also bright, including small Suzhou.
The two brothers, Xiao Sucheng and Xiao SUSON, are very well raised here. Although Lin Qinghe doesn't think they are fat, in the current aesthetic sense, as long as they have long eyes, Lin Qinghe won't treat them badly.
Besides, what's Mr. Lin's disposition? He is honest and upright. One is one, two is two. He won't treat her little aunt and children behind her back.
This year's meat, after all, eat pork large intestine fried salted vegetables.
As for pork tripe, it has been stewed by Lin Qinghe and kept for dinner.
At noon, when Zhou Qingbai came back, there was still a bowl of fried salted vegetables with pig intestines left. She left it for him, and everyone else ate it.
"Do you want to go tomorrow?" Asked Lin Qinghe.
Although the steamed bread is not hot, it is not cold. She put it in the pot.
"A few more days." Said Zhou Qingbai.
There are many things we can burn at home, but that's the same sentence. We need firewood.
They wash their feet every other time. Lin Qinghe basically has to wash his feet every day. It's still ginger water feet.
And this is still the children, on her own, every other day, she has to boil water and wash it once by herself, but also requires Zhou Qingbai to wash it, love is very clean, where will it not cost firewood?
But Zhou Qingbai has no opinion about it, and his daughter-in-law also said that if she doesn't wash it thoroughly, she will get sick easily. This is to ask the hospital doctor.
In order to be close to his wife in winter, Zhou Qingbai naturally began to prepare firewood.
After eating in the early morning, he went out and didn't come back until now. Zhou Qingbai is really hungry.
Four big steamed buns with this dish, he ate it all.
"Go and have a rest." Lin Qinghe tidies up. He also plans to go to lie down. He will go to work later.
Zhou Qingbai went first to spread out a few bundles of firewood and then went to rest.
Because of the meat, it's needless to say that the food for these days.
Braised pork with pork head and other things are all made in different ways.
So that when Stalin and Zhou Xiaomei came back from their holidays, they saw that the little Soviet city was full of fat.
Zhou Xiaomei can't hold her son for a while, so she will give her father a hug.
Stalin held his son in his arms and did not give up. Seeing his son eating so well, he never stopped laughing.
"What did you eat this is?" Zhou Xiaomei said.
"Eat meat." Said little Sucheng.
"My brother likes to eat fat meat. He has to eat a lot of fat meat for a meal, so he is fat." Three children said.
"Did the three children eat more?" Zhou Xiaomei said with a smile.
"Yes." Three children nodded: "sister-in-law, you bought us sugar to eat again."
Zhou Xiaomei came back with a bag of milk candy. She had two Jin of eggs, about five Jin. She sent them to sister-in-law Zhou. She also took two of them. Little SUSON had to drink milk.
But I also gave food here, and brought back ten jin of white noodles.
"Just a few stutters in the city are worth bringing so much food with you." Said Lin Qinghe.
"This kid I know, the person is not big, appetite is not small, nurturance is like this, eat afraid is many." Zhou Xiaomei said with a smile, and then asked her sister-in-law about Teaching: "I didn't know that sister-in-law you learned so many things in private, even the educated can't test you."
Lin Qinghe has a dry cough. The more mistakes he makes in this matter, the more mistakes he makes. So Lin Qinghe doesn't intend to say more, just vaguely.
Until now, Zhou Qingbai didn't ask her specifically.
After all, living under the same roof, he knows when she started reading. As for reading before she came, he knows how to read? That doesn't exist.
Stalin and Zhou Xiaomei came here early in the morning, but they couldn't pass the night. They had to go back in the evening.
I didn't go back until I ate here.
Little Sucheng didn't give up, because he was very happy to live here, that is to say, his parents must bring him milk candy to eat when they are free.
Little SUSON, the youngest son, is also very well raised. Now he mainly eats the milk water from his sister-in-law on Wednesday.
With the growing appetite, on Wednesday, my sister-in-law was not enough to eat.
But brother Zhou will go fishing every now and then on Wednesday. If Zhou Dong of Lin Qinghe has sent fish and shrimp, he will also send some to sister-in-law Zhou. Otherwise, it's not enough to eat now.
This meeting son's child's ration is absolutely impossible to compare with those women of later generations, because the food difference is really big.
When Stalin and Zhou Xiaomei came back that day, Zhou Qingbai also saved enough firewood for his family after ten days.
And when he didn't plan to go to fight firewood, it snowed in the middle of the night.
And the next day, zhoujiatun spread all over, Wang Ling and her little brother-in-law do things like breaking shoes.
He rode the bicycle left by Zhou Xiaomei when she was married. At that time, Stalin sent him a three turn sound. Zhou's mother left only this bicycle. It's always on the old Zhou's side. Brother Zhou will use it whoever they want. This meeting son Zhou Qingbai took directly to use, the bicycle Lin Qinghe still had to go to work. Not too much pork this day, Lin Qinghe asked for leave directly. Isn't there Chen Shan to take the class on his behalf, but he can't sit and take the salary. Let Chen Shan take the place of the teacher. Every month, Lin Qinghe has two days to ask for leave. He hasn't asked for leave before. It's OK to ask for one day. It's needless to say that pork is divided. As usual, Lin Qinghe and his family have also divided a lot this year. This year, because Lin Qinghe is teaching, he asked for more pig blood. Eat a little pig blood also can wash chalk dust to lung occasionally. As for the others, Lin Qinghe took three sons, and Zhou's mother and Zhou Xiaomei's two sons all got them back. Little Sucheng was very happy: "eat meat, eat meat." "Stir fried salted vegetables with pig large intestine, it's delicious." Three children nodded. Little Sucheng's saliva is coming out. Da Wa and ER wa are also very happy. These two brothers don't need to read today. The production team killed pigs today. The primary school on the team had a direct holiday. It's too casual to say. As soon as Lin Qinghe and Zhou Mu came home, they started to clean up. The large intestine and stomach of the pig were handed over to Zhou mu for treatment. Lin Qinghe began to cut fat and boil oil at the first time. The oil at home is used badly. The two bottles she bought last time have been used up, and another bottle has been poured out of the space and used almost. So this time she made a lot of fat, but also can boil two cans of white lard for use. After the Spring Festival, there will still be some. Boil the oil and put the oil dregs out, give brother Da Wa a bowl of several, and keep the others for cooking. The fried cabbage is very sweet. A bowl of oil dregs told the children to share, eat a mouthful of oil, and their eyes were also bright, including small Suzhou. The two brothers, Xiao Sucheng and Xiao SUSON, are very well raised here. Although Lin Qinghe doesn't think they are fat, in the current aesthetic sense, as long as they have long eyes, Lin Qinghe won't treat them badly. Besides, what's Mr. Lin's disposition? He is honest and upright. One is one, two is two. He won't treat her little aunt and children behind her back. This year's meat, after all, eat pork large intestine fried salted vegetables. As for pork tripe, it has been stewed by Lin Qinghe and kept for dinner. At noon, when Zhou Qingbai came back, there was still a bowl of fried salted vegetables with pig intestines left. She left it for him, and everyone else ate it. "Do you want to go tomorrow?" Asked Lin Qinghe. Although the steamed bread is not hot, it is not cold. She put it in the pot. "A few more days." Said Zhou Qingbai. There are many things we can burn at home, but that's the same sentence. We need firewood. They wash their feet every other time. Lin Qinghe basically has to wash his feet every day. It's still ginger water feet. And this is still the children, on her own, every other day, she has to boil water and wash it once by herself, but also requires Zhou Qingbai to wash it, love is very clean, where will it not cost firewood? But Zhou Qingbai has no opinion about it, and his daughter-in-law also said that if she doesn't wash it thoroughly, she will get sick easily. This is to ask the hospital doctor. In order to be close to his wife in winter, Zhou Qingbai naturally began to prepare firewood. After eating in the early morning, he went out and didn't come back until now. Zhou Qingbai is really hungry. Four big steamed buns with this dish, he ate it all. "Go and have a rest." Lin Qinghe tidies up. He also plans to go to lie down. He will go to work later. Zhou Qingbai went first to spread out a few bundles of firewood and then went to rest. Because of the meat, it's needless to say that the food for these days. Braised pork with pork head and other things are all made in different ways. So that when Stalin and Zhou Xiaomei came back from their holidays, they saw that the little Soviet city was full of fat. Zhou Xiaomei can't hold her son for a while, so she will give her father a hug. Stalin held his son in his arms and did not give up. Seeing his son eating so well, he never stopped laughing. "What did you eat this is?" Zhou Xiaomei said. "Eat meat." Said little Sucheng. "My brother likes to eat fat meat. He has to eat a lot of fat meat for a meal, so he is fat." Three children said. "Did the three children eat more?" Zhou Xiaomei said with a smile. "Yes." Three children nodded: "sister-in-law, you bought us sugar to eat again." Zhou Xiaomei came back with a bag of milk candy. She had two Jin of eggs, about five Jin. She sent them to sister-in-law Zhou. She also took two of them. Little SUSON had to drink milk. But I also gave food here, and brought back ten jin of white noodles. "Just a few stutters in the city are worth bringing so much food with you." Said Lin Qinghe. "This kid I know, the person is not big, appetite is not small, nurturance is like this, eat afraid is many." Zhou Xiaomei said with a smile, and then asked her sister-in-law about Teaching: "I didn't know that sister-in-law you learned so many things in private, even the educated can't test you." Lin Qinghe has a dry cough. The more mistakes he makes in this matter, the more mistakes he makes. So Lin Qinghe doesn't intend to say more, just vaguely. Until now, Zhou Qingbai didn't ask her specifically. After all, living under the same roof, he knows when she started reading. As for reading before she came, he knows how to read? That doesn't exist. Stalin and Zhou Xiaomei came here early in the morning, but they couldn't pass the night. They had to go back in the evening. I didn't go back until I ate here. Little Sucheng didn't give up, because he was very happy to live here, that is to say, his parents must bring him milk candy to eat when they are free. Little SUSON, the youngest son, is also very well raised. Now he mainly eats the milk water from his sister-in-law on Wednesday. With the growing appetite, on Wednesday, my sister-in-law was not enough to eat. But brother Zhou will go fishing every now and then on Wednesday. If Zhou Dong of Lin Qinghe has sent fish and shrimp, he will also send some to sister-in-law Zhou. Otherwise, it's not enough to eat now. This meeting son's child's ration is absolutely impossible to compare with those women of later generations, because the food difference is really big. When Stalin and Zhou Xiaomei came back that day, Zhou Qingbai also saved enough firewood for his family after ten days. And when he didn't plan to go to fight firewood, it snowed in the middle of the night. And the next day, zhoujiatun spread all over, Wang Ling and her little brother-in-law do things like breaking shoes.
