Volume 1: Reborn in the 1980s, selling lunch boxes with my mother Chapter 142: There is no shortage of love-minded people in every era
Jiang Tian felt that Tong Xiaoyan was a little too obsessed with love.
When he saw her coming, he actually treated her as his "in-law" and took out a letter he had just written and begged Jiang Tian to help him send it to Jiang Lesheng.
Jiang Tian was speechless at that time.
Sister, are you okay?
Do you think that Jiang Lesheng is interested in you because he keeps exchanging letters with you?
They have planned it all out. They can attack when they advance and defend when they retreat.
Since I can’t get into college, I’m here to try to marry you, a girl from a rich family.
Passed the exam? Sorry, he said he always treated you as a pen pal. Anyway, he never made any promises to you from the beginning to the end. What right do you have to accuse him of abandoning you?
For a man like this, you slack off at such a critical time in your senior year of high school, your mind is full of love. Sister, do you know how many girls your age want to study but don't have the chance?
Jiang Tian really wanted to pull He Chunling over and ask her to share her own experience and tell Tong Xiaoyan how difficult it is for an ordinary girl to study and get into college.
Unfortunately, Tong Xiaoyan has been brainwashed by Jiang Lesheng.
This man is really smart. At least, when it comes to flirting with girls, he is comparable to the "Aquaman" of later generations.
He really grasped the thoughts of young girls in this era.
If Jiang Lesheng had already confessed his love to Tong Xiaoyan, then due to the fierce opposition from her family, the girl would feel that this relationship had no hope and would give up after a while.
But precisely because he had never confessed his feelings to her face, this kind of vague ambiguity, separated by a layer of window paper, was more intoxicating than being in love.
At least, in Tong Xiaoyan's opinion, although she and Jiang Lesheng have not said it explicitly , they have already loved each other for a long time.
She even automatically made up countless touching reasons for Jiang Lesheng's hot and cold attitude.
Tong Xiaoyan felt that Jiang Lesheng must be afraid that being in a relationship during such a critical time in her senior year of high school would affect her studies, so he resisted the urge to confess his feelings to her.
That must be it!
Why can’t Dad see the good in Jiang Lesheng?
If he really had ill intentions towards me, would he have written so many letters?
As long as he has already gotten married to his girlfriend like the boy who was expelled from their school before, even if he is expelled from school, for the sake of the girl's reputation, won't her family have to hold their noses and marry her to this boy?
But Jiang Lesheng never did anything to her. Instead, he often wrote to her to encourage her to study hard. He also sent her many internal test papers used by the county high school, all of which he copied by hand, stroke by stroke, while staying up late at night.
Such intentions made Tong Xiaoyan simply not believe that Jiang Lesheng would have any bad intentions towards her.
Poor Sister Xiaoyan! She still optimistically believed that the reason her father disliked Jiang Lesheng was because he had the same problem as a father-in-law in looking down on his son-in-law.
Tong Xiaoyan felt both sweet and anxious.
The sweetness is that no matter whether it is her father or Jiang Lesheng, they all caused the current misunderstandings because they love her.
She was anxious because she was afraid that her father would act on impulse and run to Jiang Lesheng's school with the letters. What if that affected Jiang Lesheng's preparation for the exam?
Tong Xiaoyan's academic performance was average, and she had no hope of getting into university.
But Jiang Lesheng is different, he is so smart and works so hard!
Tong Xiaoyan advised him several times not to waste time copying the test paper for her. Every time, Jiang Lesheng comforted her and said that he copied the test paper not only to give it to her, but also because it would help him grasp the knowledge points in the test paper more firmly.
He really tried his best to get into college! Even the teachers at school said that Jiang Lesheng's grades were enough to get him into college.
She couldn't let her father go to school and make trouble at this time and affect Jiang Lesheng's studies!
"Tiantian, please, please help me send this letter to your second uncle."
"As long as your uncle goes to the class teacher to explain clearly, then even if my dad goes to the school to ask for an explanation, the teachers won't misunderstand your uncle."
Jiang Tian didn't want to take the letter, but Tong Xiaoyan had already forced it into her cotton-padded jacket pocket.
No, do you trust me so much? I am the rescuer your father invited.
Jiang Tian felt that Tong Xiaoyan's IQ was a little low.
However, she felt that with Boss Tong's super strong mobility, he would have dealt with Jiang Lesheng before the postman could deliver the letter to the county high school.
Seeing that Jiang Tian agreed to send her a letter, Tong Xiaoyan was finally willing to sit down and eat.
However, what neither of them expected was that neither Boss Tong nor Jiang Tian could leave the house the next day.
That evening, heavy snow began to fall from the sky. The large flakes of snow were clearly visible one by one at first, but soon they turned into balls of cotton wool, as if someone was pouring them down with a winnowing basket. A thick layer of snow quickly accumulated on the ground.
"I'm afraid I will really have to push a tricycle and sell dumplings on the road tomorrow." Looking at the heavy snow still falling outside, Hu Qiongfang was worried.
Previously, I was thinking that it was easy to make money on snowy days, but I didn't expect that if the snow was too heavy, people standing on the roadside selling food would be freezing.
At critical moments, we have to rely on Grandma Hu, an old lady with rich life experience!
Grandma Hu took out a big bag of wool socks from the wooden box and gave a pair to everyone in the family, asking them to wear the wool socks inside their rubber shoes the next day.
Due to the heavy rain and snow, the number of customers in restaurants in the city is probably much less than usual, but it is different along the provincial roads.
When the snow was as deep as calves, Han Dajun came with a flashlight and brought a basket of buns to their home.
By the way, remind them to prepare more things tonight, otherwise there may not be enough to sell tomorrow.
Hu Qiongfang nodded and poured out the still warm buns from the basket, leaving the empty bamboo basket for Han Dajun to take back empty-handed.
It happened that we had made a lot of rice dumplings at home, so I packed a basket for him to take back.
Han Dajun shook the basket and couldn't help laughing: "I'm exchanging steamed buns for rice dumplings? Then our family has made a profit. Your big rice dumplings taste really good."
Grandma Hu never expected that the business of selling rice dumplings in the middle of winter would be so good.
The custom here is to eat rice dumplings on the Dragon Boat Festival. On ordinary days, no one even sells rice dumplings or rice dumpling leaves.
Jiang Tian said that it was inconvenient to eat boxed lunches on the bus, and it was more convenient to hold the rice dumplings in your hands and eat them. At first, Grandma Hu just tried to wrap some and sell them at the gas station.
Who would have thought that her rice dumplings would become famous.
But it’s no wonder that guests from all over the world love to eat their rice dumplings.
The dumplings that Grandma Hu made were not the common white rice dumplings or red bean dumplings in the local area. Instead, she made dumplings with the sauce made by Jiang Tian using secret braised meat and various seasonings. She first soaked the glutinous rice in the sauce and then made the dumplings.
The big meat dumplings just out of the pot taste almost the same as braised pork and glutinous rice. It would be strange if they were not delicious.
