When I was in Reply 1988

Chapter 721: Rice Cake

Thinking of this, many thoughts flashed through Yu Hui's mind.

In the end, he accepted his current living conditions.

Anyway, we are all younger brothers, it doesn't matter where we are.

Cheng Dongri took the earphones out of his ears and said angrily, "You little bastard, your ears must be damaged from listening to this. Look up."

Yuhui looked up, put the thread aside, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep.

It's too awful.

What can he do? He is beaten by his father, his eldest sister, and his second sister.

When I grow up, I will work hard to make money and strive to have my own room.

I really don't want to be woken up suddenly in my sleep.

……

Li Renyong’s house, attic.

"You drank the whole bottle of wine and didn't eat any of the food."

Li Renyong shook the bottle of wine, and there was not a drop left in it.

Paula's face turned slightly red, and a faint smile appeared on the corners of her mouth, which actually showed a hint of charm and tenderness.

"This little bit of alcohol is nothing. Let me tell you, when I was a freshman, at the freshman party, the seniors wanted to force me to drink, but I drank until I passed out."

The Peninsula is very class-conscious. Even if you are one day older, you are still a senior and must use honorifics, not to mention the freshman gatherings with seniors.

This kind of gathering is mainly for old and new students to get to know each other.

The fastest way to get to know each other is to drink.

The freshmen will be served soju, rice wine and fruit wine, mixed together.

The old students don’t drink it, it’s mainly the new students who drink it, which is actually just bullying the new students.

Whether it is a university or a military barracks, it is an old tradition.

Li Renyong said: "Yes, you are the best."

Paula smiled and said, "Bring another bottle up, I haven't finished the food yet."

The alcohol content of green plum wine is usually around 12% and the bottle is not big, so drinking one or two bottles is no big deal.

Li Renyong brought up two more bottles and said, "These are the last two bottles. Don't drink so fast. Go to sleep after you finish. Do you hear me?"

Paula said, "I know, pour the wine."

Just then, a burst of hawking sounds suddenly sounded in the alley.

"Selling rice cakes~~~buckwheat jelly~~~"

The tone of voice is a bit like someone walking around the streets shouting "sharpen scissors" or "grab kitchen knives".

It sounds comfortable, but why are there still people selling things at this late hour?

Bao La looked up and said eagerly, "A Yong, are you hungry?"

It was obvious that she wanted to eat, but she had to change the subject to him.

Li Renyong deliberately said, "I'm not hungry."

Paula stood up and said, "No, you are very hungry now. You haven't eaten rice cake for a long time. Let's go and have a look."

The thing called rice cake is not usually available.

We can only eat a few bites during festivals.

During the Chinese New Year last year, Li Renyong made rice cakes with Na Jing and others.

When you just move into a new house, you will also give your neighbors rice cakes, and some people will also give steamed cakes.

Li Renyong smiled and said, "We just finished dinner and drank some wine. You still want to eat rice cakes now. Aren't you afraid of getting fat?"

Paula grabbed him by his clothes and pulled him down to the attic.

"Occasionally."

The two of them left the yard and saw someone selling rice cakes at the corner of the alley.

The boss is an old man who rides a tricycle and looks rather haggard.

Li Renyong suddenly discovered that the bosses he met when he went out to buy things recently were all elderly people.

It seemed that there were no young people setting up stalls, not even middle-aged people.

On the tricycle, two cylindrical objects are particularly eye-catching.

"Boss, how much is the rice cake?"

The old man heard someone shouting, stopped the car and said, "One hundred and fifty yuan per serving."

Li Renyong lifted the cotton cloth used to keep the drum warm and found that it was still warm.

"Give me two servings." One serving of rice cake is about the size of two adult fists.

People who eat less will feel full after eating almost one portion.

Paula glanced at the boss, whose figure stretched out under the street light, looking a little lonely.

Yes.

Who would come out to sell things at such a late hour at such an old age if they didn’t have any difficulties?

Since the Olympics, the people of the peninsula have always wanted to impact developed countries and feel proud.

But why are there still poor people?
After a moment, Paula tossed the question aside.

"Ayong, seven servings please."

Li Renyong smiled and said, "Can you finish all this?"

Paula said calmly: “Besides the two of us, there is also Aunt Huili and our family, one for each of us.”

The boss stood there, his eyes fixed on Paula, his eyes full of gratitude.

Li Renyong leaned close to Bao La's ear and whispered, "You said you envy Xiu Yan, she is very kind, but aren't you also kind?"

Without waiting for Paula to reply, he continued, "Boss, give me seven more servings of jelly. This stuff is delicious as a cold dish."

"It'll be ready soon."

The boss was busy working efficiently.

Paula felt her ears itchy and smiled.

When it came time to pay, Li Renyong was suddenly stunned.

I searched all over my body, but couldn't find my wallet.

"Oops, I think I forgot my wallet."

Seeing this, Paula smiled softly: "Let me do it."

Then she took out her wallet, paid the bill and went home.

As they walked into the alley, Li Renyong asked, "Will you come back tomorrow night?"

Paula asked, "What's wrong?"

"If you come back, I'll make you some jelly. Season it with chili peppers, minced garlic, chili peppers, sesame seeds, and chopped green onions, then mix and stir. It smells so good."

As he was speaking, Li Renyong was almost drooling.

Paula shook her head and said, "I probably won't be back. I'll be very busy in the future."

"No matter how busy you are, you still need time to rest. When I come back from France, should we find some time to go out and relax?"

The so-called relaxation is nothing more than shopping or playing in Seoul.

Paula thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let's go have some Viennese coffee."

Vienna Coffee is located on Hannam-daero, Hannam-dong, Yongsan District.

The decoration is simple yet stylish, very suitable for young people.

When the two of them went back, Liu Donglong came back limping.

His hair was messy and there was a big hole at the knee of his pants, and red blood could be seen.

His face was covered in dust and he looked extremely disheveled.

“Ouch~~~Ouch~~”

Li Renyong saw this and immediately ran forward and asked, "What happened?"

Liu Donglong glanced at Paula and whispered, "Ride a motorcycle..."

I thought Paula would scold him, but I didn't hear anything.

Li Renyong put the jelly on Paula's hand and said, "Take the things back and go home. I'll take him back."

After saying that, he reached out and supported Liu Donglong.

Liu Donglong said painfully: "Be gentle, it hurts."

Paula said calmly: "It's okay for it to hurt. It will teach you a lesson."

Liu Donglong looked at Li Renyong and grabbed his shoulders with both hands.

"How can I go home in this state? Let's go to Aze's house first."

"The place you should go to most is the hospital."

Liu Donglong didn't want to go home or go to the hospital.

If I go home, my parents will know. If I go to the hospital, they might also know. And I don’t have the money.

(End of this chapter)