The bell rang for the end of class, Wu Mei breathed a long sigh of relief, put the books and stationery into the schoolbag, the Chinese and English homework have been done, and there are only a few practical questions left, why don't you ask Wu Zhengsi when you go home, although she doesn't want to confront her hypocritical father at all.

Compared with Wu Yue and He Biyun, she would rather deal with Wu Zhengsi, just hone her acting skills!

"Meimei wait for me, I'll go back with you."

Zhen Wanwan moved a little slower, looking at Wu Mei who had already walked out of the classroom door and was a little anxious, she still had a lot of things to ask clearly, why did this ugly monster go so fast today?

Didn't you always drag it out until the last one before?

Wu Mei pretended not to hear, and sped up, Zhen Wanwan must have wanted to find out the news from her, she had already seen Zhen Wanwan's true face, how could she still be fooled?

Zhen Wanwan followed with her schoolbag, where could she still see Wu Mei's figure, she was so angry that she stomped her feet, it seems that she can only earn two cents today, she originally wanted to ask more, let Wu Yue give five cents, she has to buy everything at the beginning of school, she is short of money!

Wu Chao also ran out, didn't see the Wumei people, and asked Zhen Wanwan: "Where are the Wumei people?" ”

"Let's go first."

Zhen Wanwan said a word and left, she had to go to the door and wait for Wu Yue, the ink was running out, and two cents could buy a bottle of pure blue ink, which was enough for a semester.

Wu Mei naturally won't wait for Wu Yue stupidly anymore, she carried the army green schoolbag and walked forward slowly, not in the direction of going home, she didn't know where to go, she only walked by feeling.

Now the city of Jin is still an old street, Wu Mei's memory is a little blurred, the real is like a world away, there are many stalls selling snacks on the street, the sound of frying, and the sound of vendors, listening to it is particularly kind, Wu Mei smiled unconsciously, and was in a good mood.

'Gollum'

Wu Mei touched his stomach, the lunch is a pickle bun brought by the family, because the sixth elementary school in Jinshi where He Biyun works is a little far away from the city, and he doesn't come back at noon, Wu Zhengsi can't even help the person who can't even help the oil bottle when it is poured, and it is even more impossible to cook rice, so Wu Mei and Wu Yue's lunch are all bentos.

Of course, Wu Yue's bento is carefully prepared by He Biyun, cook more rice and vegetables at night, put some leftover in a thermos box, and sometimes fry two poached eggs, which of course seems nothing now, but at this time it is a rare delicacy.

Of course, Wu Mei will not have such a high-standard treatment, eight days out of ten days are two pickle buns, and there are two days that may not even have pickle buns, He Biyun gave her a dime and asked her to buy two steamed buns on the way to school.

Usually Wu Mei will not use this dime, but save it as pocket money, because He Biyun rarely gives her pocket money, and occasionally gives a dime, unlike Wu Yue, who is never bad for money, He Biyun has always been generous to her eldest daughter, and Grandma Wu often gives Wu Yue money.

There is an aunt at the mouth of the alley who is frying lotus silk cakes, rubbing the lotus root into thin shreds, mixing with flour and paste, adding some seasonings, scooping a spoonful with a lamp-like spoon and putting it into boiling oil and frying it, sizzling, and when the cake is fried to golden brown, it will fall off from the spoon, take it out and drain the oil and eat.

This snack is about the size of an ordinary cup lid, some like a lamp, so it is also known as an oil lamp, it tastes crispy and fragrant, even after a few decades it is still very popular with young people, Wu Mei has always liked to eat, but there are very few people who can make authentic oil lamps in later generations, and I always feel that something is missing.