My 1979

Usually there are only two people, Fu Xia and Li He, at noon. Old Li goes out early and comes back late every day, so he sees no one.

Li He told Fu Xia to cook less and get something lighter.

He was obviously very hungry, but he only ate one bowl of rice during lunch. It wasn't that he didn't want to eat more, but he just couldn't eat anymore.

Maybe it's because of the muggy weather.

It’s not that the food is not good, all the dishes are delicious and delicious, but my stomach just can’t enjoy it.

Fu Xia asked cautiously, "If it doesn't suit your taste, tell me and I'll change it. Or we can change the taste tomorrow. Just tell me, I can learn to make it even if you don't know how."

"I don't agree with you. It's hot and my stomach is not good." Li He pushed his rice bowl and went directly back to the deck chair in the yard. Under the grapevines, there was surprisingly a bit of cool breeze today.

He thought how nice it would be to have steamed buns for lunch, rolled up and filled with vegetables, green onions, coriander, and even roast duck. It is pink, tender and chewy, which is the beautiful taste.

Who makes the best food? Probably his wife, Wang Yulan.

He couldn't get enough of steamed buns. However, when his family's conditions were not good, he made less. When conditions improved, he went home less.

Later, where he lived, a shop selling steamed buns opened somewhere. The food was very good.

The boss is from the Netherlands, and he speaks directly to him in Dutch. Every time he walks to the door of the store, he can't walk.

And I especially like to be in other people's kitchens and watch other people's chefs cook.

Probably because I miss the taste of my hometown. The best is what you can’t eat in your mouth.

Fu Xia was washing clothes by the well with a basin. Li He also stood up and helped carry two buckets of water. "Can you make steamed buns? They are steamed buns."

She smiled and said, "The buns are pretty much the same. It's just steaming, cooking, frying, and stir-frying. If you know how to do it, just tell me and I'll do it."

"Okay, then you try it. Let's make it tonight. I always want to eat it." Li He really wanted to eat it, and even thought that he could eat seven or eight in one breath.

He watched Fu Xia enter his room, and suddenly remembered that his underwear was still on the chair, and he hurriedly wanted to enter the room to stop her.

The key is that I didn't know how I penetrated the woman in my dream last night, and Wen Xin was very excited.

As a result, I woke up with sticky spots on my underwear. Another good dream.

This feeling is like flying high in the sky, hoping to fall among the flowers, but in the end, it falls on the concrete floor, and still lands on the face.

I had no choice but to get up in the middle of the night, take a shower and change my underwear.

When I woke up in the morning, I didn't put my underwear away and just put it on the chair. Fu Xia couldn't see this, otherwise it would be embarrassing.

When Li He hurriedly entered the room, Fu Xia was looking left and right at the white spots on her underwear.

As a married woman, how could she not know what that was?

Li He was embarrassed. He stood nearby and didn't know what to say. He stretched out his hand to take it, "Well, let me wash it myself."

Fu Xia blushed and said, "It's okay. I'll wash it for you. Are you okay?"

Li He was stunned, "What can happen to me?"

Fu Xia whispered, "I heard that people like that will get depressed."

Li He waved his hands hurriedly, "No, no."

Fu Xia suddenly approached Li He and said in a whisper as soft as a mosquito, "You are a good person, really. If you want it, I will give it to you. I have long since stopped being a clean person. I am not afraid. I am serious."

Li He suddenly felt that Fu Xia's body smelled very good. Even though there were thousands of ants tickling him, he still tried hard to restrain himself.

He couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of spit, and looked straight at Fu Xia.

He took a deep breath and said calmly, "Don't be ridiculous, I haven't taken a nap yet, I'm going to rest on the recliner."

Just as she turned her back to go out, she heard Fu Xia's cry.

Li He turned around helplessly, looked at Fu Xia who was squatting on the ground crying, and said, "No, what do you think I did to you if you don't know?"

"I know I'm not worthy of you. I have no demands on you. I don't need you to be responsible." Fu Xia suddenly crawled on Li He's shoulders and cried louder.

Today, Fu Xia is wearing a navy blue sleeveless dress, with her long hair tied up in a bun, which is usually done by married people, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Li He hurriedly opened Fu Xia's hand and got a towel, "Can we stop doing this and wipe it quickly?"

He hurried out and breathed a sigh of relief. At the critical moment, he almost lost control and did it on the spot.

I'm afraid that I won't be able to eat the meat, I'll be trapped, my feet will be pinched, and the gain will outweigh the loss.

Li He was on fire, and sometimes even he was surprised. He could only blame it entirely on the syndrome of adolescence, and felt that he had completely degenerated.

I was even surprised to find that sooner or later the urge during menstrual period would crush all my sanity.

I quickly washed my face with cold water and kept thinking about Zhang Wanting in my mind to alleviate my sinful thoughts.

One afternoon, he thought he should be embarrassed, but found that Fu Xia's expression was back to normal, and she was talking and laughing. He breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had lived such a long life in vain, and was not even as good as a little girl.

Suddenly I realized why there was a gap between me and my contemporaries.

He lay on a chair and fell asleep listening to the radio. Fu Xia moved a chair, picked a grape, wiped it casually, stuffed it into her mouth, and said sweetly, "The grapes are ripe. If you don't want to eat them, I'll give them to you." Pick some.”

Fu Xia happily washed a bunch, helped peel it off, and stuffed it directly into Li He's mouth.

Li He straightened up and took it with his hands, but Fu Xia refused and insisted on stuffing it into Li He's mouth. The two were in an awkward stalemate again.

Fu Xia chuckled, and finally forced it into Li He's mouth.

Li He was stunned and forgot to chew the grapes. It was not that he didn't understand, but the world was changing too fast.

At four or five o'clock, Fu Xia started making noodles and said to Li He, "I'm going to make noodles. Can you teach me how to make them?"

"Add some sesame oil, knead it into a ball, and let it rest for twenty minutes on a hot day. Then roll it out into a small piece of thin dough."

After the dough was ready, Fu Xia put the thin dough into the steamer according to the method.

Li He yelled, "Wrong, wrong, you need to put the pot cloth on it, and the dough should be covered with flour, otherwise it will stick."

"is this correct?"

"By the way, close the lid, roll out the second one, and stack it on top after rolling it out."

Li He hurriedly went out to buy some chili peppers, only to find that there was also ham for sale, so he bought a bag without hesitation.

As for the roast duck, I don’t expect it to be sold nearby.

When the tender steamed buns come out of the pot, let the steam come out for a while, and you'll be appetizing just by looking at them.

Li He couldn't wait to roll up the shredded ham, Chinese cabbage, and green onions with steamed buns, and dipped them in some chili pepper.

When he took a bite, it was smooth, tender and chewy. Li He smiled and said, "Okay, we will do this from now on."

When Old Man Li came back in the evening, he rolled several of them in one breath, and even such a picky person praised them repeatedly.

This kind of stuff is soft and easy to digest, so you don’t have to worry about eating too much at night.

At the same time, I was thinking, should I add another egg to it tomorrow?