Qin Tian took the things and handed them to Qin Xiangming.

Qin Xiangming greeted with a smile: "Old Anna, your son is good!"

An Yuanchao's father has a national face, tall and thin, with a black and yellow face, but he has a good complexion and should eat well, otherwise he would not have raised so well under such conditions.

Lao An smiled and said: "This time thanks to your family Qin Tian, my family aided the dynasty and said, I got off the bus at four o'clock in the morning, I was hungry and cold, and your family Qin Tian also gave me food, not only that, but I found a carriage by myself in Linxian County, and waited for my family to help the court, thank you very much." ”

Qin Xiangming smiled and said: "It's all the children's own fate, don't thank you for coming and going, what about your second child, what's wrong?"

Lao An said with a smile: "It's much better, I went to the county hospital to buy some cold and flu medicine before the aid came to the DPRK yesterday, and I took it last night and stabilized it, and I have less cough this morning, so I can rest assured." ”

After chatting a few words, the An family left first.

Jiang Momo looked at the time, it was eleven o'clock, and Qin Tian began to clear the snow around the cave, and by the way, he sorted out the courtyard wall.

Jiang Momo began to boil water to wash vegetables and noodles, taking advantage of no one to take out a large piece of fresh pork, chopping and chopping, not much meat is used to make dumplings, Jiang Momo divided a large part of the meat, and planned to wrap some steamed buns in the afternoon.

The weather in the north is more than 20 degrees below zero, dry and cold, the dumplings are wrapped and placed directly outside, and it doesn't take long to freeze.

For four people, Jiang Momo wrapped 200 dumplings in one go, boiled them in two pots, and made a dipping sauce for garlic and chili oil.

There are many people who can eat it, Jiang Momo didn't wrap the kind of dumplings, they are all big meat dumplings, pure meat only put a little green onion and ginger to enhance the taste, a big meatball in one bite, and the fragrance is almost dead.

Lao Hu's pure northern old man, love to eat dumplings the most, but today's dumplings, really fucking fragrant, many years later, Lao Hu rehabilitated, his son and daughter-in-law wrapped him I don't know how many dumplings, I don't know how many dumplings I ate outside, but I don't eat so fragrant today, fragrant, every midnight dream, he can clearly remember the broken yard and rotten caves in front of him, and there are steaming big meat dumplings.

Qin Xiangming didn't look thin and tall, but when he picked up the amount of food, it was definitely not bad, just like that, he only ate thirty dumplings, and then hugged his stomach and leaned against the window to bask in the sun.

Lao Hu ate a little bit, he ate twenty-five, and he regretted it in his heart, why couldn't he eat it like this.

Needless to say, Qin Tian ate forty of them, and he didn't say the rest, and drank a big bowl of dumpling soup.

After eating, Qin Tian brushed the dishes, Jiang Momo sent a large pot of noodles, and then commanded Qin Tian to chop a cabbage and chop it up.

After a busy morning, Jiang Momo was tired, and after Qin Tian finished cleaning up, the two of them talked and rested together in the room where she slept.

Qin Xiangming had the heart to say that his son, but he felt that the children were all old and measured, so he simply didn't care, just thinking that he couldn't let his son stay in the girl's room when he slept at night.

At half past five in the afternoon, Jiang Momo packed up and went out to look at the noodles, and then began to make steamed buns.

Qin Tianna doesn't need to say it, the craftsmanship is not good, but there is no problem at all.

In order not to make eyes, Jiang Momo didn't have pure white noodles, so he put a small half of soba noodles into it, and suddenly pressed down the original pure white flour color, looking at the dough black and green, in fact, the taste is very good.

This meal of steamed buns, Jiang Momo prepared a very large amount, directly steamed out of two large pots, counted, at least more than 60 buns, each of which is the size of a man's fist.

A few people came out of the pot and began to pick up and eat, until the stomach was round, Lao Hu directly ate six big buns for dinner, leaned on the futon, happily hugged his stomach and said to Qin Xiangming: "Xiang Ming, how about I exchange three sons for your one son?"

Qin Xiangming laughed and scolded: "Get out, Lao Tzu is not happy!"

Old Hu Hahaha laughed.

That night, Qin Xiangming asked Qin Tian to boil water early in the morning, and the big guys all washed up and went on the kang in Qin Xiangming's cave.

Everyone got on the kang and closed the door, so Lao Hu lit a kerosene lamp that had not been used for a long time and put it on the kang table, then took out a notebook and began to draw up and down the north.

Lao Hu's drawings are not the approximate locations that ordinary people draw, but with a scale, a little bit of quantity, accurate to the meter, and it took about an hour to draw it.

Jiang Momo tilted her head and looked, it was a large courtyard, the house number was clearly marked, and then there was the courtyard, there were a few trees in the yard, and there was an outdoor stove on the east wall behind the courtyard.

This is marked, Lao Hu pointed to the stove and said: "Under the stove is a stone slab, under the slate there is a box made of three wood and iron sheets, one of the boxes is all gold bars, jade gems, etc., the other two boxes are calligraphy, paintings and books, the three boxes are all you give out, calligraphy and painting books have to trouble you to help me keep, this is all ancestral hand-me-down, jewelry gold bars, let's divide them in half, as your reward." ”

Qin Xiangming didn't speak, Qin Tian just listened quietly, Lao Hu continued: "What about my half, exchange some money, food stamps or something, get me some food, and dried meat or something, bedding, anyway, just like your father every month, just prepare some for me one after another, Lao Qin, Qin Tian, Xiao Jiang, what do you think?"

Qin Xiangming nodded his chin and pointed at his son, "You discuss, what does it have to do with me." ”

Jiang Momo just looked at Qin Tian and didn't speak.

Qin Tian looked at the map for a while before he said, "I remember that you always have three sons?"

Lao Hu rolled his eyes and snorted coldly: "Three, equal to nothing!"

Lao Hu only then talked about his three sons, he not only has three sons, but also a daughter, he actually found out that something was wrong before he was arrested, he hid the things in the family early, and then donated the big house he lived in.

In this way, his life was a little better, but the situation was still tense, so he simply divorced his wife and asked someone to send him to the countryside.

Fortunately, this decision was made, otherwise if he was arrested by those people, after some torture, he would still be sent down, and the place of decentralization would not be the current rural area in the north of Guanzhong, and he would go directly to the labor reform farm.

What he didn't expect was that less than half a year after he came down, his three sons and one daughter had lost their relationship with him.

The letter was explained, but it was just a temporary helpless move, let him take good care of himself, and the fake divorced wife had no news, but although the only daughter said that she had broken off from her relationship, she still mailed something from time to time.

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