Chapter 33: Father Han

Luo Qinian returned to his house with a bag of food and beckoned Han's father Han Xuan to come over to eat. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Old man, did you rob it?" Father Han smacked his mouth and quipped. Those old ladies are stingy, they regard food as more important than life, and now they are willing to give such delicious food to Luo Qinian? He was a little incredulous.

"What's the point of robbery, as soon as your daughter-in-law sits there, she will run to me with her own feet after eating!" Luo Qinian was rarely playful, tilting his head and joking with Father Han.

"Ouch, that's great, wait until you go back with me, and when you pass by the pond, you put your face down and see if you can catch a few fish." ”

"Definitely not...... Luo Qinian sighed, looking at the cloudless sky a little sadly: "They're afraid of me." ”

"Why?" Father Han wondered, "Aren't you good-looking?"

"Because I can fry, cook, stew!"

"Poof-" Han Xuan squirted out a mouthful of water and coughed violently.

"Look at it, how old you are, you can still choke on saliva. Luo Qinian complained, but his little hand gently patted Han Xuan on the back.

"Dad, I see that there are no clouds in the sky, you can go home and rest first, I can watch here. Daughter-in-law, go back too, and bring me lunch. ”

Father Han looked at the sky, stood up and patted his ass and left: "Old man, hurry up." ”

Luo Qinian exclaimed: "Dad, haven't you eaten enough?" so many things almost all entered his stomach.

Father Han disdainfully: "That little thing is not enough for me to stuff my teeth." ”

Luo Qinian's eyes widened, and he patrolled Han's father's thin belly: "Dad, your belly is so small, where did all the food go?"

Father Han took off his shirt to cool off because the rolling grain was hot, and he was shirtless at this time. He patted his chest and raised his arm again: "Long strength!" He touched his slippery chin: "Do you pay attention to the stones on our well, eight large pieces, each piece is more than 300 catties, and I carried it back alone." At that time, my family was poor and had no money to buy stones, so I made a bet that if I could carry the stones down the mountain in one go, they would give me the stones for free. Later, I really memorized it eight times in one go!"

Luo Qinian's jaw couldn't close: "Dad, you are so amazing!"

She thought that Father Han had suffered when he was young, and she must be filial to him in the future and let him eat whatever he wants.

"Of course!" Father Han was proud, he was illiterate, couldn't hunt, and didn't have good skills, the only thing he could do was his strength. Fortunately, he is willing to do it, and he takes all the dirty work that others dislike, and finally saves a sum of money when he is old.

Now his sons are all filial, the daughters-in-law he married are quite good, and he is ready to hold his grandson, his life is complete.

Luo Qi is hungry for fruits. In the past few days, everyone has been in the field, and I don't have time to go to the mountains to wander.

"Dad, after lunch, let's go to the mountains to pick wild fruits, shall we?"

"Don't go. "Father Han doesn't like to eat fruits, and he doesn't like to eat vegetables, he prefers to eat meat! Han Xian's picky eating problem was learned from him, but the family conditions were limited before, and there was not much good food, and no one found out about his picky eater.

Luo Qinian pouted: "But I want to go." ”

Father Han glanced at her, but still compromised, but made a reluctant look: "Then I'll go with you, but you have to be more delicate at noon." ”

"Dad, you're the best. ”

"It's useless to be a little sycophant. Father Han laughed, the little bull whipped, and the thief was happy.

At noon, Luo Qinian made leek boxes, loofah pork rib soup, braised pork, braised eggplant and stir-fried bitter gourd. Han's father saw that the braised pork was refreshing to eat one bite at a time.

"Dad, eat some bitter gourd, I made it for you. Luo Qinian scooped a big spoonful of bitter gourd for Father Han with a soup spoon, and Father Han immediately glared, he didn't eat this bitter thing!

Luo Qinian ignored Father Han's angry eyes and said with a smile: "Dad, you have eaten too much hot things in the morning, eat some bitter gourd to reduce the fire, otherwise your mouth will foam tomorrow, and you won't be able to eat the delicious food I made." ”

Han's father was aggrieved, he didn't want to eat bitter melon, and he was afraid of getting angry, and he was looking forward to what Luo Qinian said was delicious. Weigh it, weigh it up, and finally pick up the bitter gourd in the future, quite tragic: "If you don't eat well tomorrow, I'll let Da Zhuang teach you a lesson!"

Han's mother held back a smile, looking at the fact that she was in charge of the trivial matters at home on the surface, but Han's father really didn't listen to her, and now she finally came to someone who could control this old man, and she was happy to see the jokes.

Han Xian's attention was not on Han's father's aggrieved face, he asked Luo Qinian: "Sister-in-law, have you opened a small stove for your father?"

Han's father was triumphant and hoped that Luo Qinian would admit to opening him a small stove to prove his transcendent status in the family.

"No, I went to the drying field today and met a lot of relatives, well, just our family's fifth aunt, eighth aunt, fat aunt, and black girl. They dragged me to chat and then stuffed me with something to eat. ”

Han Xian asked, "Then, did you leave me a little?"

"It's gone. ”

Han Xian complained: "I'm injured, sister-in-law, you have to make some compensation for me alone." ”

Before Luo Qinian could speak, Father Han scolded: "If you want to eat alone, find your daughter-in-law!"

"I don't have a daughter-in-law. ”

"So you don't have anything good to eat. ”

Han Xian: "......" Is this my father?

Luo Qinian: "......" she really wanted to laugh.

Han's mother was distressed, glared at Han's father, and turned her head to comfort Han Xian: "Don't pay attention to your father, I don't know what to do all day long." Wait for my mother to do it for you. ”

Han Xian: "Don't, my mother's cooking is not delicious......"

"You stinky boy, you deserve to be squeezed by your father!" Han's mother slapped Han Xian, she was also depressed, since Luo Qi came, her status in the family has been declining.

After lunch, Luo Qinian and Han's father went up the mountain to pick wild fruits, and by the way, they pulled Han Xian, a strong laborer.

Luo Qinian took them to the big ditch where they had picked grapes. After a few days, the grapes in the ditch were more ripe, purple and purple, and the air was filled with sweet smells. She couldn't wait to pick a bunch and eat it, so she enjoyed it.

Han's father disliked it, turned to the other side to pick grapes, and when he filled a large back basket, Luo Qinian finished eating a bunch of grapes.

Han Xian was also about to fill a basket, so he asked Luo Qinian: "Sister-in-law, what do you want so many wild grapes for, it's easy to spoil if you can't finish eating." ”

"Do you want to make wine again, old man?"

"Sister-in-law, do you make wine? is the wine of the glow-in-the-dark glass of grape wine written in the poem?"

Luo Qinian smiled: "Well, it can make wine, but it is delicious without a side stuff to pay tribute." This time, we won't make wine, and we'll go back and dry the raisins!"

"Are raisins?

"Well, it's delicious, it's sweet, and it's chewy. ”

"Then let's pick some more. ”

After picking the grapes, a few people went home with baskets on their backs. Father Han disliked Luo Qinian's slow walking, and snatched Luo Qinian's back basket over, he carried two baskets of grapes alone and the soles of his feet were windy, and the speed was faster than Luo Qinian's empty-handed walking.

Han Xian panted and looked at Father Han and sighed: "Daddy should be strong!"

In exchange, Han's father glared: "Lao Tzu is not old yet!"

Han Xian: "......"

"Don't show Lao Tzu your sour and crooked bag, you have the ability to give Lao Tzu a show next year before coming back. Or is your eldest brother right, after ten years of reading, it's time to show us the results. Otherwise, Lao Tzu always feels that Lao Tzu's money has been wasted......"

Han Xian: "......" Who can tell him why his father, who ignores everything, has also become a poisonous tongue?

Luo Qi Nianmo, Han Xuan, who was stimulated by Li Xianren, indirectly affected Han's father......