Seventies First Love (MTL) ✓

CHAPTER 16

    Bai Su found a clean empty bowl on the small table, poured another box of dumplings into it, and said in a heartbeat, "When I went there, there were only two sweat vests left. I don’t know the size. I bought them all, anyway, as long as I can wear them."

    She shook her hands when she lied, and a dumpling fell on the table, and she quickly caught her eyes and hands in the bowl again. Then she smiled and said, "Uncle, then I can I went back."

    Xie Chong glanced at the remaining dumplings, only frowned: "Why do you bring so many here, I can't finish it by myself."

    Of course, Bai Su knows that he can't finish it by himself, but She also knew that Xu Jian'an would come here every night to make up lessons, and that so many dumplings were enough for two people.

    "Eat slowly if you can't finish it!" Bai Su walked out of the cowshed happily.

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    she returned to the educated youth dormitory, the big guys had basically had lunch and were resting in the dormitory.

    Ji Lanying had already left her a bowl of dumplings. Bai Su was eating while listening to Ji Lanying’s words: "You don’t know, the big guy saw me eating dumplings, it was really gluttonous and drooling, especially that Li Hui, her eyes were bigger than Tongling. She went to Uncle Liu and asked him why we have dumplings to eat?"

    Ji Lanying said, while mimicking Li Hui's look so vividly that Bai Su couldn't help it. He laughed: "Is it such an exaggeration?"

    "It's not an exaggeration at all!" Ji Lanying rolled around on the bed with a smile: "I used to think she was not such an exaggeration. The eldest lady can also bend down for a bowl of dumplings."

    In those hard times, even people with better family conditions like Li Hui would only make dumplings for the holidays.

    Besides, they still boiled the oily residue in the cafeteria. The smell and the lethality are too strong.

    “If you don’t have the dumplings left, let’s let Uncle Liu make fried dumplings at night. Let each of them have a taste.” Bai Su tasted delicious dumplings. He really felt that these dumplings are unique in the world. .

    "Everyone eat together?" This thought made Ji Lanying feel a little distressed, "I've been busy for an hour and a half, so it's cheaper for them? I'm not even willing to give him a taste of Liu Zheng!"

    "You, you... "Bai Su couldn't help but laughed. Years later, everyone left this place one after another, but who can remember the dumplings tonight?

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    went to the commune in the morning, and threshing at the drying farm in the afternoon. It was not until dark that Xu Jianan went home to take a cold shower and hurriedly came to Xie Chong's cowshed.

    Xie Chong had already lighted an oil lamp in the cow shed. He rarely moved the small table away from the window and placed it on the only open space in the house. There were a plate of dumplings, a plate of fried, and a plate on it. Peanuts, and two small wine glasses.

    When Xie Chong is in a good mood, Xie Chong will want to drink two glasses of small wine. The only person who can accompany him is Xu Jian'an.

    "You haven't eaten dinner yet?" Xie Chong greeted Xu Jian'an to sit down, only smiled and said: "I have something rare to entertain people, so I wanted to call you over." He quietly left Xu Jian'an in the afternoon. I wrote a message and asked him to come over to drink with him at night.