Guoqing knew that the embarrassed person standing in front of him was a guest of Maosheng's family. He greeted him warmly, saying that he would come into the house and warm up, and that he would not catch a cold. After that, he stepped forward to push open the gate for Mao Sheng, picked up the two yellow canvas bags at Mao Xiang's feet, and led Mao Xiang into the courtyard. Only then did Mao Sheng react. He hurriedly opened the door of the pot house, and a warm current greeted him.

Mao Sheng asked Mao Xiang nervously and in surprise, where did you come from, and when did you come.

Mao Xiang didn't bother to answer Mao Sheng's series of questions. He busily took off his coat and rubbed his face with his hands, which was almost numb. Then he eagerly brought his stiff palm to the edge of the stove and baked it repeatedly. Thinking about it, he was so frozen that he couldn't even speak coherently.

Seeing Guoqing looking at him stunned, Mao Sheng introduced, this is your second brother Mao Xiang. You've never seen each other, Shengli.

Of course, Guoqing knows that Maosheng has a younger brother named Maoxiang, who is Xingzai's father. I've just heard of it, but I've never seen it in person. National Day happily said, it's brother. Today is really a happy event, and the wedding wine in the morning and evening is to be drunk. I'm going to call the xylophone sister-in-law and the apricot boy. With that, he ran out in a puff of smoke.

He ran to his hometown. As soon as he entered the door, he shouted loudly and shouted xylophone to find Xingzai. Xingzi didn't know where the madness had gone, and only the xylophone was still chatting with Sour Xing and others.

Sour Xing said, they are all such a big person, and they are still shocked. If there's anything going on, I'll talk about it.

National Day told Mao Xiang about his return. Xylophone was stunned at the time, and he didn't speak for a long time. Sour apricot said, hurry up and call him to come and drink a piece of wine. It's been more than 20 years since he left, and I don't know what he has become.

Guoqing didn't wait for the xylophone to agree, turned around and ran out again. After most of the day, Mao Xiang, accompanied by Mao Sheng and under the guidance of the National Day, came to the door of Sour Apricot's house.

All the people stood up to greet Mao Xiang. Set him down at the table and pour tea for a while. I also introduced the people in the house one by one. The sour apricot told the kitchen to hurry up and fry a few more dishes, blanch the wine, and accompany the second brother to drink a few more cups to get rid of the cold. The food and drinks were quickly served, and a few steaming steamed buns were served. Tell Mao Xiang to eat a hot meal first, pad his stomach and then drink.

It seems that Mao Xiang has warmed up. His face was ruddy, and he gradually talked more. Only then did I find out on National Day that Mao Xiang and Mao Sheng were brothers with completely different personalities. Mao Sheng is less clumsy and does not speak easily. Mao Xiang is a born chatterbox, knows a lot, can speak well, and meets the source left and right. Tiannanhaibei customs and customs, as long as someone mentions the conversation, there is nothing he doesn't know or understand. At a glance, you can see that he is a person who has traveled from south to north and seen the world. Moreover, the words he uttered were very pleasant. Adults have the words of adults, and juniors have the words of juniors, and they can often speak to the hearts of others.

Under the curious questioning of everyone, Mao Xiang told about his traces over the years. I have lived in Nanjing, been to Beijing, Shanghai, Jinan and other big places, and have also been to Jiangnan and Xinjiang. This time, I came back from the Northeast. His words made everyone in the room listen to them straight. Some of those place names have never been heard of, and some have never even heard of them, which is as novel and interesting as listening to a book from heaven. Even the full moon of serving food and hot wine is stupid. She sat on the side, her neck straightened, her ears pricked up, and she forgot to refill the water.