Back to 70s with Space (MTL)

Chapter 52

Every year before the Spring Festival, daughters will take something to their mother's house. This is a custom in the north, and this year is no exception. Fang Xueqin usually takes Ye Zi to her mother's house. This year, she originally wanted to take her little daughter with her, but she took a few more jobs to do new clothes for her daughter, and the little daughter couldn't go away at all, Fang Xue Qin had to change her mind at the last minute and planned to take Ye Ting back to her mother's house.

Fang Xueqin has already prepared what she should bring when she goes to her mother's house.

Before dawn, she got up and went to the room to wake Ye Ting up, "Second brother, wake up."

Ye Ting glanced at Fang Xueqin in a daze, turned over and wanted to continue to sleep.

Impatiently muttered, "Mom", "It's very annoying. Why do you get up so early! Let me sleep again."

Fang Xueqin breathed deeply and tried not to make herself angry. She lifted the quilt covered her. "Second brother, if you don't get up again, I won't take you to your grandma's house today."

Ye Ting suddenly fell asleep. She sat up at once. She kowtowed at the lower berth. She didn't care about the pain and got out of bed and put on her shoes.

Ye Ting looked at Fang Xueqin in surprise, "Mom, you really want to take me to grandma's house!"

Fang Xueqin saw the corners of her mouth rising and looked very happy. She said happily, "Of course it's true. I can still lie to you."

"Happly, don't get ink."

Ye Ting answered happily and washed it quickly.

She has never been to grandma's house when she grows up. At this time, she was very happy to hear that she would take her to her house.

Ye Zi woke up at the moment Fang Xueqin entered the house. She was no longer sleepy and rubbed her sleepy eyes. "Mom, why did you leave so early? It doesn't seem to be dawn outside."

She looked out of the glass window, which was still covered with this thin layer of frost. On winter, it was still a little dark at seven o'clock, and it could not be fully bright until at least 7:30.

Fang Xueqin saw that she wrapped the quilt tightly and put on a dress on her. She replied, "It's not early. Your grandma's house is more than 40 miles away from the city. You have to leave early, otherwise you won't come back from the dark."

By the way, I told Ye Zi, "You can sleep for a while. There are yam egg porridge and two corn nests in the pot. You will eat some."

Ye Zi was puzzled and couldn't help asking, "Mom" "I received so much fine grain before. Why do I still eat coarse grains!" Dad's appetite is not very good, so you can improve your family and steam some steamed buns with fine grains."

She has been home for a few days. She hasn't seen her mother steam steamed buns once. Every day, she makes some pot stickers or nest head with nest noodles or corn flour. It's okay once or twice. After all, is it fresh? She really can't stand it every day.

It's not her pretentiousness. She, a person who grew up in modern times, has never had to worry about eating and drinking. Whenever she drinks porridge, there is some of the endless yellow rice left in the bowl every day. When she comes here, a bowl of rice can be counted, and she can't accept coarse grains that are difficult to swallow.

Fang Xueqin couldn't help feeling guilty when she thought of this.

The little daughter likes to eat fine grains, not those throat-suck coarse grains. She knows better than anyone else, but she can't make fine grains for her every day.