Sanbai was busy, and suddenly he heard a duck's voice coming from the door.

"Mom, what do you do is so delicious?"

When Sang Bai looked up, he met the person who came in. It was not someone else who came, Sang Bai's expectant brother-in-law Xia Weiguo.

Xia Weiguo, who was big and thick, saw Sang Bai sitting on a small bench to pick vegetables, asked angrily: "What are you doing?"

Xia Shijie, who was translating the dictionary, was very dissatisfied when he heard his son's words: "I don't understand any politeness when the guest came. I just teach you this way?"

Xia Weiguo immediately said: "Hello!"

Sang Bai smiled and replied, "Are you back from get off work?"

"Well, it's better than some people who don't even have a class." Xia Weiguo didn't say loudly, and muttered in a low voice with Sangbai.

Sang Bai didn't care either and continued to choose the dishes he had.

Xia Weiguo slipped into the kitchen, then stretched out his legs and kicked Sang Bai's small bench, signaling Sang Bai to move outside. Seeing Sang Bai moving the bench, Xia Weiguo closed the kitchen door.

"Mom, why is this guy here?"

Zhao Meiling said: "What kind of guy? He doesn't have a name. From now on, you will be called Brother Sang Bai, or Brother Xiao Bai..."

"Mom, you took the wrong medicine."

Xia Weiguo was a little confused. A few days ago, his mother heard that her sister was in love. She looked like a rural kid and rolled up her sleeves to break up the two of them. Why did she beat the guy in the living room with her brother last night and even beat him into the house?

What a problem!

"Where is your brother?" Zhao Meiling asked.

Xia Weiguo said: "I haven't come back yet, maybe I'll be punished by their team leader again. Mom, please help me change jobs, he doesn't like to do that job."

"Which job does he like? Do you want him to be the county magistrate?" Zhao Meiling directly criticized her son: "Don't be ungrateful. You think that jobs are so easy to find. It's just that your father has spent a lot of effort. You Uncle Chen helped you, and it took a lot of money to deliver things..."

When Xia Weiguo heard that his mother had started chatting again, he responded and turned around and reached out to pinch a piece of chicken and put it in his mouth, then opened the kitchen door and walked out.

"No matter how old this child is, he doesn't have a good appearance," said Zhao Meiling.

In less than five minutes, Xia Weijun also came back. Seeing Sang Bai looking like his brother, he went in and said a few words to his mother and sat opposite Sang Bai.

"I said that...what are you calling?" Xia Weijun asked.

"Me?" Sang Bai asked at Xia Weijun.

Seeing Xia Weijun nodding, Sang Bai joked: "My surname is Da, and my name is Da brother!"

"Hey! Isn't your surname Sang?" Xia Weijun was quite curious.

Sang Bai replied: "I know you still ask."

"I think I got beaten lightly yesterday." Xia Weijun knew that he had been teased by his prospective brother-in-law, so he curled his lips and said.

After saying that, when Sang Bo smiled and ignored him, he originally wanted to ask, but when he saw the sunglasses on Sang Bo's head, he couldn't help but ask, "Where did you buy these sunglasses? Why do you look like this?"

Sang Bai's sunglasses are naturally forty years later. They are very round and colorful, like a mirror in the shade, but they are colorful under the sun. Not only that, but the style is also different from the ones at this time. Now there are only a few styles in front of you. If it is either round or square, the sunglasses worn by Sang Bai are a design that looks like goggles.

The style is not outstanding in people's eyes today. What attracts Xia Weijun is that there is a string of English on both sides of sunglasses.

This seemed to be high-end in Xia Weijun's eyes. Xia Wei did not know that Sang Bai's pair of sunglasses cost 20 yuan, and the two English words on it were wrong. It is not surprising that Xia Weijun was not educated. He only graduated from junior high school and could not recognize the twenty-six English letters, let alone the whole word.

"You can't buy it!"

Before Sang Bai could finish his words, Zhao Meiling's voice came from the kitchen.

"It's time to eat!"

After hearing this, Xia Weijun threw down Sang Bai and went into the kitchen to get chopsticks. Sang Bai also put down his work, got up and washed his hands, then served the dishes and rice cookers, and left the kitchen. Xia Weiguo also came out of his room to help. Everyone got it. Each person set the luncheon food on the table once they went.

"Mom, what's the day?"

Xia Weijun looked at the two pots of vegetables on the table, one was made of potatoes and roasted goose, the other was made of fried chicken with green peppers, and two pots full of them. This shape was something you could see during festivals and festivals, but how many times did you usually hear it?

Zhao Meiling smiled and said, "What's the point? There are two chickens and gooses you sent by Brother Sang. Look, this rice was also sent by Brother Sang."

"This rice is so white!" Xia Shijie picked up the bowl and praised.

Sangbai said: "We only planted this year, and the yield is pretty good. Our village has solved the problem of food and clothing. Everyone eats white rice every day. But the villagers are not willing to eat such rice, they sell it for money to buy ordinary rice..."

"I've been used to living a poor life, so you can keep the rice for sale?" Xia Shijie asked.

Sang Bai shook his head: "I don't plan to sell it, just keep it for myself."

"You kid, of course you have to sell such good rice. Save some money for future plans. It would be great to eat ordinary rice at home," said Zhao Meiling.

In his heart, he regarded Sangbai as a formal candidate son-in-law, so Zhao Meiling persuaded Sangbai.

Taking out good things for money and keeping bad things for yourself is not only common among ordinary people, but also in our country's foreign trade. Why do people subconsciously think that foreign trade things are good? It is because the exported things at this time are of excellent quality.

"I understand." Sang Bai nodded and nodded. He had never thought about whether to change Sang Bai or not.

"You raised this chicken and goose yourself?" Zhao Meiling asked.

Naturally, Sangbai couldn't say that he bought it himself, so he said with a huh, "I have raised a lot of chickens and geese. Jiali now has nine pigs and more than a dozen sheep."

"So many no one cut off your capitalist tail?" Zhao Meiling said in surprise.

Sang Bai smiled and said, "The country has decided to reform and open up. This is a general policy that will not change much. It will take not long to let go of this matter seriously. Besides, who cares about me if I live in the mountains?"

"Then you have to be careful, whether to go to the public or to go to capital is a matter of principle," said Zhao Meiling.

Sang Bai nodded again: "I remember, I never talk about this outside."

Sang Bo did not tell Zhao Meiling that there are not many people running such "corrupt doors and slants" in the town now, and there is already a little bit of the intention of not raising officials and not prosecuting them.

"You can't go outside and say whether you know or not!"

Seeing that his mother reminded her brothers, Xia Weiguo and Xia Weijun both nodded as a response.

At this time, the two men, who were half-aged, had no brains to think about anything else. They now think that the rice is so fragrant. This is the best and most fragrant rice they have eaten in their lives.

The two of them felt that this kind of rice could be eaten for nothing without vegetables, not to mention that there are hard dishes like chicken and goose now.

"You two are reincarnated by starving ghosts!"

Zhao Meiling noticed the eating behavior of her two sons at this time, and immediately felt that her face was burning fiercely. In front of her daughter and boyfriend, these two little bastards were too dissatisfied. How could Sang Bo look at her family? Why had he never eaten before?

When he heard his mother complain, Xia Weiguo and Xia Weijun felt a little aggrieved because the rice was really delicious, and it was many times better than the yellowed old Chen rice I had eaten before.

Sang Bai smiled and said, "It's okay, aunt, the first time I ate this rice, I just used such a big basin to kill a whole basin..."

"You can really eat it!" Xia Weiguo smiled and looked honest.

Xia Weijun was much smarter and laughed twice and continued to eat.

Xia Shijie has been observing Sangbai. After taking the process of selecting vegetables and washing hands, Xia Shijie knew that although the child in front of him was from the countryside, it was far from comparable to ordinary county children. Judging from the way of washing hands, the palms and backs of his hands were still rubbed in sequence. If there was no strict teaching by adults, the habits developed since childhood would be so particular.

If Sang Bo knew what Xia Shijie was thinking now, he would be a little speechless. The biggest impact on people's hygiene was on several global diseases in that era.

If it is not a disposable mask, it is hard to buy, otherwise Sangbai would have to wear one on his mouth.

"I've never eaten such delicious rice," said Sangbai.

"Mom, our family will eat this kind of rice in the future?" Xia Weiguo asked.

Zhao Meiling said: "I don't want to sell Xiaosang."

"Auntie, I'm giving it to you after you've eaten it. I'm a little bit losing. I have no way to sell it. If there is a way, it's at least 50 cents per kilogram to ship it to the provincial capital. However, our harvest is only 100 cents, which is 200 cents more expensive than ordinary rice. I not only grow rice, but also peach trees, and I don't point to rice and sell it for money," said Sang Bai.

Zhao Meiling naturally knew what Sangbai meant. Although she didn't expect Sangbai to make rice from her family, the child's words made people feel comfortable when they heard it.

"Xiao Sang, come and eat more goose, this piece of meat is great!"

I felt that Sang Bai was becoming more and more pleasing to her. Zhao Meiling picked up a chopstick of goose meat for Sang Bai for the first time, and the same kind of chest meat. Half a child's fat head was only a thin piece of bone shell.

"Auntie, you eat too, I'm welcome to come here."

As he said that, Sang Bai picked up the bowl, digged two or three bites, and then swallowed the meat that Zhao Meiling had picked up.

Zhao Meiling happily praised: "He is like a young man."

The meal was so harmonious. Sangbo suddenly felt that he had a little idea of ​​a son-in-law coming to the house. The mother-in-law looked like he was, and he also felt a little happy when the mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law.

I have to mention that people of this era can really eat it. Just the two quasi-brothers of Sangbai, the size of a sea bowl that I ate in the past, two whole bowls of rice, accompanied by chicken, goose and potatoes, almost scared Sangbai. I really don’t know how the mother-in-law and father-in-law raised these two goods so big with the salary.
Chapter completed!