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Chapter 8

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    Walking on the way home, although she was very hungry, Li Hehua was happy from the bottom of her heart because she would be able to earn money soon.

    As long as you get this started, you won¡¯t have to worry about running out of business. I believe the villagers¡¯ communication skills are very good.

    In this case, can she give herself some reward?

    Well, the truth is that she really doesn¡¯t want to eat brown rice porridge anymore, and her muscles are almost weak after eating it.

    I still have about thirty coins with me, so I can buy some rice and noodles to eat back home. Anyway, the Wang family will hold a banquet in ten days, so the money should be enough to keep up.

    As soon as he said it was done, Li Hehua endured a strong sense of hunger and went directly to the town instead of returning to the village.

    When we arrived in the town, many street stalls were closed, but some of the food vendors were still selling.

    Li Hehua touched her belly and wanted to eat a bowl of noodles, but a bowl of plain noodles cost three pennies. It was too expensive for her now.

    After struggling for a long time, Li Hehua finally defeated his desire and walked away in pain.

    Forget it, go home and make some noodles to eat. It will definitely taste a hundred times better than what you eat here.

    After comforting himself, Li Hehua walked directly along the street to a grain and oil store, bought some rice and some flour, spending a total of twenty-five cents, and only five cents was left in his pocket.

    Li Hehua sighed, turned around and walked towards the village.

    When I got home, I saw that the sun was almost like four o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, many villagers were still working in the fields. Li Hehua didn't see Zhang Tieshan and Zhang Qingshan, nor Zhang Tieshan's mother, but the door to the house was open, so he should leave.  Not far.

    First, he put the rice he bought in the firewood shed. Li Hehua carried the flour and went straight to the kitchen. Just when he was about to start, he thought of the child yesterday, and then, out of nowhere, he took steps to go to the back of the stove first, and then  , saw the child from yesterday again.

    Still sitting in the same posture, still silent.

    Li Hehua¡¯s heart twitched, feeling sour and unbearable. An unknown emotion filled her brain, making her want to hug the child, kiss him, and then give him the best things to make him laugh and be happy.

    But she knew that she couldn't. This child rejected her very much and her approach would only hurt him.

    So, Li Hehua suppressed his emotions and said to the child: "Hello, baby, I'm going to cook now. I'll make fragrant noodles. Can I make you a bowl too?"

    The child did not respond as expected, and Li Hehua was not disappointed. He turned around and started making noodles.

    There were no other side dishes at home, so she could only make the most ordinary plain noodles.

    Making noodles was too easy for her, and she finished it in less than ten minutes. Li Hehua deliberately made a little more. He first filled out half of the bowl in a bowl, then put the bowl on the kitchen stool, and moved the stool with it behind the stove.  In front of the little boy, he said softly: "Baby, these are noodles. They are very fragrant. Please try them."

    Seeing that the child was motionless and unresponsive, Li Hehua pursed his lips, sighed, and said, "Baby, I won't disturb you. Can you eat by yourself? Be careful not to get burned. I'm leaving."  After finishing cleaning the pot, he slowly returned to the woodshed with his bowl of noodles.

    While Li Hehua was eating the noodles he made, he was thinking about the little boy in the kitchen. Did he eat it?  Will you get burned?

    Halfway through eating, Li Hehua still put down the bowl uneasily, got up and walked to the kitchen to see if the child had been burned.  As a result, as soon as I walked to the kitchen door, I heard a woman's voice inside, it was Mrs. Zhang Lin.

    Li Hehua quickly stopped.

    Inside, Mrs. Zhang Lin was surprised, "Where did the noodles come from, Shulin?"

    No one answered.

    Li Hehua quietly returned to the woodshed.

    As soon as I closed the door of the woodshed, I heard the voices of two people outside. It was Zhang Tieshan and Zhang Qingshan who were coming.

    Li Hehua lowered his head and continued to eat his noodles.

    Zhang Tieshan and Zhang Qingshan did not see their mother and Shulin, so they put down their things and went to the kitchen. They saw Zhang Lin standing bent over the stove talking something. When they saw their two sons coming back, Zhang Lin straightened up.  , "You are back."

    Zhang Qingshan was curious, "Mom, what are you doing? Are you talking to Shulin?"

    Zhang Lin frowned slightly: "I just went to the stream to wash my clothes. When I came back, I saw an extra bowl of noodles in front of Shulin. I don't know where it came from."?She still has to persist and must lose weight.

    It quickly became dark outside, and I could vaguely hear the sound of cooking in the kitchen, and then the sound of a family eating. After a long time, the sounds outside gradually disappeared, and finally fell into silence.

    Li Hehua quietly opened the door of the woodshed and heard that it was quiet outside. Then he took the bowl to the kitchen and washed the dishes and chopsticks in the moonlight outside. Then he quietly boiled a pot of water and went into the woodshed to wash it.  I took a shower, changed my clothes, and then lay down comfortably. Then I made a plan in my mind to get up in the morning before others woke up and make some steamed buns for the day, so that I wouldn¡¯t meet other people.  As a human being, you can also solve your own food problem for the day.

    After thinking about it, Li Hehua fell into sleep.

    The next day, as soon as the rooster crowed, Li Hehua opened his eyes, remembered his plan, endured the sleepiness and sat up. After getting dressed, he took the flour he bought into the kitchen and started making steamed buns.

    Steamed buns are very simple and can be made quickly. All she needs to do is steam them. She was about to put the steamed buns into the steamer when out of the corner of her eye she caught sight of most of the basket of leeks placed in the basket. Her eyes lit up.  , I couldn¡¯t help but think of that child again.

    She should be fine if she secretly used a little bit of chives, right?  Just a little bit was enough. She wanted to make some fried dumplings for the child. He was really weak and needed something delicious.

    But what if someone else discovers it?  Could it be that she was unhappy for stealing something from their house?

    Li Hehua was caught in a dilemma. She knew clearly that it was better not to do unnecessary things, but for some reason, she just wanted to make something delicious for the child. Maybe it was out of guilt that she didn't want to admit, although it wasn't true.  She, but now, she is Li Hehua.

    In the end, Li Hehua secretly used a small handful of leeks in the basket, chopped them into leek fillings, added seasonings, and finally wrapped them in dough, then fried them in a pan, and a bowl of fried dumplings was ready.

    Li Hehua took one and tasted it. He was very satisfied with the taste. He covered the rest with a bowl and put it on the stove, waiting for the little baby to eat.

    She knew that this would definitely make other people suspicious, but she didn't think about pretending to be anonymous. She just wanted to be nice to the child, but she had nothing now. She could only make some food for him, but that was impossible.  She always gave her food secretly, so if others knew about it, they would know, and she didn't want to get any good words.

    Thinking about it, Li Hehua picked up the steamed buns and returned to the woodshed. As soon as he turned around, he saw a tall figure standing at the door of the kitchen. Looking at her, she was so scared that she almost dropped the bowl.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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