Sangbai escaped from the foreign trade family courtyard and rushed to the textile factory as if he was hot.

When they arrived at the family resident yard, Sangbai could not ride on the car because there were people saying hello to Sangbai.

"Xiao Sang is here."

"Well, Aunt Chen, you are..."

"Aunt Zhang, isn't the dumpling stuffing a little too early?"

"Aunt Gu, your complexion is getting better and better."

I just talked about it all the way and came to Xia Yanqiu's house.

"Sangbai is here." Xia Shijie was sitting in the living room and looking up at the book. He saw that Sangbai is coming. He put down the book, took off his glasses and said to Sangbai.

Sang Bai bent his waist slightly: "Uncle, I'm here."

"Yanqiu hasn't gotten up yet," Xia Shijie said with a smile.

"It's hard to work normally. I finally had a holiday, so it's better to sleep for a while," said Sang Bo.

Sang Bai was about to have a conversation with his father-in-law when Zhao Meiling's voice came from the kitchen.

"Is Xiaobai here?"

"Oh, auntie, I'm here."

After saying that, Sang Bai moved his butt that was about to fall on the sofa: "Uncle, I'll go to the kitchen to see what aunt cooks."

"Go, go!" Xia Shijie waved his hand.

Since Sang Bai came a few times, as long as Sang Bai arrived at home, his lover would not be without Sang Bai, a prospective son-in-law for a second.

It's strange. This kid knows everything about everything he talks about, and doesn't know where he looks, what pyramids, what kind of egg festival Americans celebrate, just like he's been there.

Xia Shijie thought for a while, picked up the book and continued to read it attentively.

When Sang Bai arrived at the kitchen, he found that his mother-in-law was washing pork, so he rolled up his sleeves and said, "Auntie, I'll wash this. You can direct the dumpling stuffing and other things, I'll do it."

"Do you do?" Zhao Meiling was a little suspicious.

"I definitely do it, and my skill in making fillings is pretty good," said Sang Bo.

Sangbai didn't speak vernacularly. Whether back to eight years ago or after, Sangbai made dumplings by himself. He liked to eat dumplings and felt that the stuffing he made would taste. Otherwise, the quick-frozen dumplings he bought would not have the cabbage flavor, and the meat stuffing would not taste the meat flavor.

It’s just a little more troublesome to adjust yourself, but for Sang Bo, who has no ambitions and is waiting to make a living, he is naturally not afraid of trouble.

"Okay, you can cook it, I'll wash the vegetables," said Zhao Meiling.

"Auntie, what stuffing should I put on, celery or shepherd's purse?" asked Sang Bai.

Zhao Meiling said generously: "No more dishes, they are all filled with meat."

"You are so generous!" Sang Bai gave Zhao Meiling a thumbs up.

Zhao Meiling laughed happily: "It's not like celebrating festivals every day, just eat them once a while."

Zhao Meiling knew very well that since her daughter talked about this boyfriend, she had constant rice and flour at home. She used to buy grain and oil with a small notebook for grain and oil.

At this time, each household in the urban household registration has a small book on grain and oil, which contains how much grain and oil your family supplies every month. Do you want to buy more? That is impossible. It is all impossible to eat enough. It is impossible to eat enough.

For example, when Zhao Meiling's family bought food, Zhao Meiling had to try every means to feed her five mouths.

But since the appearance of Sangbai, all the grains on the grain and oil bank were bought by Zhao Meiling's second sister's family with a notebook. All the food she ate was rice and white flour. The rice was a genuine new rice, and the white flour was better than the best 85 flour on the market. Whether it was making steamed buns or steaming buns, this flour was so powerful that it was hard to pick out.

In addition, Sang Bai's sweet mouth and flattery hard, which made Zhao Meiling feel excited. Not only did he not mention the rural household registration, but sometimes he even told Xia Shijie privately why his daughter's vision was so good!

The dumpling filling on the Sangbai River is definitely different from the families of this era. Generally, the pure meat filling is pure meat, and the Sangbai River filling is a master. Others record short videos to teach cooking. He teaches Wang Dashen, a restaurant who does not have soup, and adds green onion and ginger water, and then adds eggs. The filling is delicious and juicy, which is one level higher than that of ordinary state-owned small restaurants today.

Seeing the filling of Sangbai, Zhao Meiling knew that this prospective son-in-law often cooked, unlike her own two wastes, like theirs, she was not diligent in all kinds of grains. When she thought of her own two wastes, Zhao Meiling liked Sangbai the more she looked at her.

"You smell it, is this okay?"

Sang Bai had almost finished mixing and brought the basin to Zhao Meiling.

Zhao Meiling smelled it and said with her many years of experience: "The salt is a bit insufficient, add some more."

Sangbai nodded: "I didn't dare to put too much, I'm afraid that everyone's taste will be light."

"Don't worry, our family is full of heavy talk," Zhao Meiling smiled.

Add another spoonful of salt to the sangbai, and after mixing it, Zhao Meiling smelled it.

"Okay!"

Only then did Sanbai put down the basin.

"By the way, Xiaobai, your uncle and I have been discussing to buy a TV for a while. What do you think?" Zhao Meiling asked.

"Buy a TV?" Sanboqi said.

Zhao Meiling said: "Yes, Li Damao bought a TV at home later, and Weiguo and the Guards went to watch it all day long..."

Sang Bai understood that Zhao Meiling couldn't stand it because she and the Li Damao family couldn't stand it. Of course, the conflict that had intensified was not yet reached, but both of them knew that the other party didn't like her. The two guys of the National Guard Army were just fun. They could watch TV wherever they could watch their mother and her family. They came to watch TV every night.

Zhao Meiling felt that she was embarrassed, and she also wanted to have a TV to watch. So she tried to persuade Xia Shijie to agree to buy a TV at home.

A few months ago, Zhao Meiling would definitely not think so, but now the whole family is full and has a meal every now and every now and then. This life is something that the factory manager can compare. Other workers, Zhao Meiling's family, is a scorpion shit - a single portion (poison).

"How big are you going to buy?" Sangbai asked.

When asked this, Sang Bai remembered the big color TV that Yu Zeshan did not take action in his space last time. He said that it was only eighteen inches, but the stubborn color TV was the "big" color TV in 801.

As for the twenty-two, Sang Bo is not going to give it to others, so he keeps it for himself.

"It's fourteen inches. The place at home is too small and even if it's big, it can't be placed." Zhao Meiling said.

In fact, the meaning of this is very obvious. The eldest Zhao Meiling's family can't afford it. Although the couple works, they have five mouths and two sons who eat nothing like bottomless pits. The couple can save four or five hundred yuan, which is really a money that is taken out from the gaps of their teeth.

"Do you and uncle have four or five hundred?" Sang Bai asked.

Zhao Meiling now thinks that Sang Bai is her son-in-law, and she won’t even say anything if her two stupid sons ask her, but Sang Bai is not vague when asked: “Your uncle and I will only take out less than a little over 500 yuan at most. What are you asking about this?”

"I went to Guangdong City last time. I made a good friend on the train. He was a seafarer and brought back a RB product for our color TV in China. The price is much cheaper than on the market, about 700 yuan, but you know mine, and it doesn't work if you buy it. The village doesn't even have electricity..." Sangbai said nonsense.

Zhao Meiling asked, "Do you want a ticket?"

This is also the thing that Zhao Meiling has a headache for. She has money for TV, but no tickets. TV tickets are also the most popular things in small counties.

"I definitely don't have a ticket, but it's expensive."

"Old Xia, Lao Xia!" Zhao Meiling immediately called out her husband.

Xia Shijie came over, listened to Sang Bai's words and said, "This price is not expensive but too cheap, but what is this machine like? There will be no problem with the origin, right?"

"I really don't know this. I just said it's not the kind sold on the market, because when they brought it here, they threw the packaging away for the sake of their convenience..." Sang Bai said after he finished telling, "That's all, I said that it's been so long, who knows if he has this thing?"

I was a little suspicious, but when I heard Sang Bai say this, Xia Shijie felt that it would be a pity if I couldn't buy it. You should know that the 18-inch RB color TV is more than 700 yuan, and buying a domestic one is not enough for this price.

Now let alone color TVs, there is a black and white TV that is very good in front of others. If there is a color TV, it would be fine. People in the era of Sangbai could not imagine that at this time, an RB color TV was placed at home, just as cool as it would be if you bought a pants in 1955 years later, and it was even better than that.

"It was only when my aunt mentioned it, and I thought of this." Sangbai continued to sprinkle smoke bombs.

"Then find time to call someone and ask," said Xia Shijie.

Sanbai nodded.

"What are you asking?"

At this time, Xia Weiguo's head suddenly stretched out.

His actions scared the three of them.

Zhao Meiling shouted at her son: "Get out of here, I'll get up at this time. Look, your little brother Bai is here..."

Xia Weiguo laughed awkwardly and thought to himself: He is thinking about my sister. Could it be too late? If I go to my father-in-law’s house in the middle of the night, I would be happy.

He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. He was afraid that once he said it out, his mother would tear her mouth apart.

Waiting for Xia Weiguo to leave, Zhao Meiling said: "But..."

"Borrow a little, and each company borrows a little," said Xia Shijie.

It is not much for the Xia family to borrow two or three hundred yuan. The couple and their daughter will cost about one hundred yuan a month. If you want to save eighty or ninety, you will definitely save it. It is not a stress to pay back three months.

Thinking of this, Zhao Meiling is now warming up again. The 18-inch color TV is much more stylish than Li Damao.

After the dough was kneaded, the three of them moved the center of work to the living room. They chatted while making dumplings.

"What are you doing?" Zhao Meiling saw her son, the guards, wanting to leave in a treacherous way, and asked.

"I'll go watch TV!"

Zhao Meiling was instantly angry: "During the holiday, you go to watch TV? Stay honestly and dare to leave, I will break your legs!"
Chapter completed!