Qiao Jiayue returned home, turned on the radio, and happened to hear foreign broadcasts talking about the earthquake in China.

They are condemning China's refusal of international and other rescue teams, arguing that it is because of the refusal that the casualties of the population are so large.

Qiao Jiayue went to the radio station on Hong Kong Island again, and also talked about the earthquake, but about the support, the opinions were not unanimous.

She felt that it was right to refuse foreign aid, first of all, the rescue team from outside the country needed national arrangements, different languages, food culture, etc.

In addition, these rescue teams will never work without sleep, and they will not increase the efficiency of rescue.

Taken together, foreign aid will not only fail to help as much as it should be, but will bring more trouble and conflict.

However, no one mentioned the green light incident that occurred during the earthquake rescue, let alone reported it.

Even in the eyes of the people involved in the rescue, this incident was specially turned into a story.

Since the feudal superstition has been cracked down, then these should not be blatantly talked about.

Qiao Jiayue made herself a pot of tea, sat on the bed, and summoned the system to study it carefully.

In fact, after she came back, she had time to watch it, but she never watched it, and there was always a feeling of rejection in her heart.

She couldn't tell why.

Is this system already able to break away from itself?

Qiao Jiayue guessed in her heart and flipped through all the corners of the system.

Eventually, she focused her attention on the star, and the number of the star was a little too much, and the length of the number was cut in half.

The stars have shrunk, what's going on?

Qiao Jiayue couldn't find the reason, and she didn't bother anymore, she regularly cast the cloud spell, looked through the books in the mall, and turned off the system to sleep.

After falling asleep, Qiao Jiayue naturally wouldn't notice that something like a golden droplet appeared in the center of her eyebrows.

The droplet-like thing moved, and then melted into Qiao Jiayue's eyebrows.

Qiao Jiayue's slightly frowning brows slowly relaxed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned, as if she had some kind of sweet dream.

After returning from the disaster area, Qiao Hongliang's life has remained almost unchanged, and Qiao Hongyuan should have been the most affected.

That instrument played a big role in the earthquake, and as its "inventor", Qiao Hongyuan also fell into the eyes of some people.

These days, people have come to the factory to talk to Qiao Hongyuan.

Especially the people here in the Southeast Military Department, I hope that Qiao Hongyuan can enter it and participate in some research.

But Qiao Hongyuan thought about it and still refused, he wanted to go to college and learn more knowledge, and it was too early to say that he would study.

Moreover, this detection instrument is not his invention, and he can't do it himself as a springboard to enter the research institute.

And Qiao's father in the Gaoshan Brigade, when he went to the commune, he met Camp Commander Jiang and got a sentence from him: "Tiger father has no dog!"

Qiao's father was confused, what was the situation, was it the eldest son or the other three children, what did they do?

However, before he could ask carefully, Camp Commander Jiang had already left.

Father Qiao pondered the meaning of this carefully, and felt that it should be a good thing.

He thought about it, this time the brigade should go to Quanshi in the Mid-Autumn Festival to see how to pick up the three children.

August is over and September is ushered in, this year's Mid-Autumn Festival is relatively early, in the first half of the year, Qiao Jiayue's brothers and sisters asked for leave to go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival as usual.

In view of the fact that they went to support the disaster area, they can be regarded as advanced pacesetters, and they were easily approved.

Their luck was not bad, they ran into the tractor of the brigade, and they didn't have to change cars all the way.

Qiao's mother prepared a lot of delicious food as usual, and looking at the three children who were much thinner, she was so distressed that she kept serving them vegetables.

Father Qiao waited for them to eat before asking them about their recent affairs, and when he heard that they had gone to Tangshan to help rescue, he didn't speak for a long time.

The three brothers and sisters glanced at each other, and Qiao's father's attitude made them a little panicked.

Suddenly, Father Qiao patted them on the shoulder, "Okay." ”

The three brothers and sisters glanced at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

"Tomorrow Mid-Autumn Festival, let's have a good drink. Qiao's father is very relieved that the children have grown up and can contribute to the motherland and society.

Since it is good to drink, it is natural to need snacks.

Early in the morning of the fifteenth morning, Qiao Jiayue took out the lo-mei bun she made and boiled the brine, the taste was simply fragrant!

Nowadays, everyone's conditions are good, and there is no need to use odor blockers to mask odors.

The members of the Takayama Brigade can't eat meat every day, but they can still eat eggs every few days and cut a little meat a month.

Although it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, no one in the Gaoshan Brigade killed pigs, and Qiao's father went to the commune early in the morning to go around before he bought a pig's foot and a pig's tongue.

However, Qiao's mother bought a duck from the production team, as well as dried bamboo shoots from the third team and dried tofu from the Changshan team......

Counting up, there are not a lot of raw materials.

The preparation in the early stage was a bit long, and Qiao Jiayue only started to braised meat after lunch.

When marinating, she also came to boil the dipping sauce, which is not a secret recipe, but for people at this time, it is still very delicious.

The people who got close heard that Qiao's father's family was making lo-mei, and they also sent some cooked eggs, dried bamboo shoots, dried tofu and the like to ask Qiao Jiayue to help marinate them.

Although it is vegetarian, it is good to dip it in a bit of meat.

Qiao's father did not refuse, this is simple, just scoop a scoop from the brine that Qiao Jiayue boiled and put it in another pot to cook alone.

After a busy afternoon, Qiao Jiayue finally made all the lo-mei, cut and put it on the plate.

Pig ears, pig tongue, a whole braised duck, plus a variety of vegetarian dishes, with several dipping sauces specially prepared by Qiao Jiayue and Qiao's mother, the dinner at night was unusually rich.

The fifteenth moon was big and round, and the moonlight poured down, and it was like mercury pouring out of the door.

The dining table is placed outside the door, and there is a large table full of it, and the New Year may not be so rich.

Qiao Hongyuan obtained the consent of his family and invited Deng Yingying to dinner.

Deng Ying has become thinner and thinner in the team over the years, quiet and quiet, and has no strong sense of existence, but the members have a very good impression of him.

One bowl of white rice per person, Qiao Jiayue sandwiched a piece of pig tongue and dipped it in the dipping sauce and then put it in her mouth, the slightly spicy taste made her can't help but squint, delicious.

After everyone ate some food at the bottom, Qiao's mother went into the house and moved out a small wine jar, sealed with yellow mud, and the outside of the jar still had water vapor.

This is the bayberry wine made last year, buried in the ground, and dug up in the evening.

Qiao's father opened the mud seal, and there was a bamboo tube to scoop wine, a small bowl for each person, "Taste them all." ”

Qiao Jiayue picked up the bowl and took a sip, it was sweet and sour, and the bayberry flavor was very strong, with only a faint taste of wine.

It's delicious, she thought, and she took the bowl and drank it all.

Qiao Jiayue usually doesn't like to drink rice wine, but today's bayberry wine is really good, she asked Qiao's father to fill her bowl again, eat a few bites of braised vegetables with a sip of wine, it's not too good.

Qiao's mother on the side, seeing that Qiao Jiayue couldn't stop drinking, her cheeks were red, so she patted her hands and signaled her to drink less.

"Auntie, it's okay. Qiao Jiayue turned her head sideways and smiled at Qiao's mother, her mind was still sober.

Qiao's mother saw that she spoke clearly and answered fluently, so she simply went with her daughter, anyway, at home, it doesn't matter if you indulge.