"Sensei bragging!"

Qin Xijian was so happy that he gave Yang Chong a brain, "When you wet the bed at the age of seven, I still washed the bedding for you, if you want me to say, you and your dead ghost father are the same urine, your face is swollen and full of uncle, double good face, I understand!" As he spoke, he blinked and gave Yang Chong a look that no one knew who. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yang Chong was speechless for a while, so he had to smile helplessly.

In the past few days, Qin Xijian has been worried about his youngest son's condition, and now he sees that although his face is yellow, his spirit is getting stronger and stronger, so a heart is finally put in his stomach, and he scolded a few words about the little king and the eight lambs and caused the old lady to ruin her wealth, but the body was very honest to slaughter the old hen raised at home, and gave Yang Chong stew to eat.

Not long after, a bowl of fragrant stewed chicken soup was delivered to Yang Chong's bed.

The soup is filled with green and tender green onion leaves and crispy peppercorns, and the oil spots that reflect the colorful light are like dragonflies, which can't help but make people's appetite move.

Yang Chong lifted the chopsticks and was about to feast, but who knew that Qin Xijian suddenly snatched the soup bowl.

"Mom, you don't have to grab food with your son at this time, do you?" Yang Chong spread his hands dejectedly and said. Earlier, Yang Chong was a picky eater when he was young, and when he was seven or eight years old, he was still a lean and lean little monkey, and his ribs were visible when he raised his arms. Qin Xijian thought of a way at that time, whenever he ate, he pretended to be a hungry ghost who wanted to grab food with Yang Chong, the child was selfish, and seeing Qin Xijian's teeth and claws, he naturally refused to let her snatch the job. So he devoured the food completely, and after finishing it, he glanced at Qin Xijian arrogantly, thinking that he was a victorious general, and he was very happy.

This method is childish, but children eat this set, although they are all grown up now, but this activity is passed down.

"Phew!" Hearing this, Qin Xijian glanced at Yang Chong, "Do you think your mother is so good?" I think you are recovering from a serious illness, it is not suitable to make up for it, your stomach is empty, you have been hungry for a long time, and now you are afraid of indigestion if you suddenly eat meat. You wait first, Mom will make you a bowl of sour soup to drink! ”

Yang Chong slapped his ass: "Mom, you deserve to be a senior in the rivers and lakes, you are so careful!" ”

Qin Xijian shook his head and said, "you!" "I trotted all the way up.

Yang Chong's family has always been poor, the house is an ordinary cave in Dayangzhuang, there are only three holes in a courtyard, the middle one is where his parents live, the one on the left belongs to his eldest brother and sister-in-law, and the one on the right is where he lives now, Qin Xijian and Yang Watering plan to find him a daughter-in-law nearby, so they are placed in this hole.

The house is simple, but every household in the countryside is like this, saying that it is hard, but it is also happy. Fortunately, the cave is warm in winter and cool in summer, and there is no risk of wind and rain, so it is quite comfortable to live.

They don't have a dedicated kitchen. The so-called kitchen is just a small shed built against the courtyard wall, in which everything such as stoves, hot pot bowls, etc., is placed, which they call a rice shed. Ten minutes later, the sound of pots and bowls colliding in the dining shed finally stopped, and Qin Xijian cautiously walked into the room with a large sea bowl, which was still steaming with delicious white gas.

It's a bowl of tomato egg drop soup.

The ingredients are very simple, including tomatoes, eggs, seaweed, dried shrimp, and meatballs. The seasoning focuses on vinegar and emphasizes the sourness. The vinegar is the old vinegar of Shanxi, the tomatoes are picked in the orchard of the family, and the eggs are the old hen that was stewed just now.

All this is the premise that the sour soup is delicious, and of course, there is also a big premise that this is the taste of mother.

The sour taste is appetizing, and it is very digestive, a bowl of sour soup into the stomach, Yang Chong already felt hot all over, and his body gradually gained strength, so he walked around the ground, and found that he was not as weak as he imagined, and he was much better at the moment. Of course, this is because of the sour soup tonic, but Yang Chong thought to himself, I am afraid that it has something to do with the game "Simulated World" and the strange soul traverser.

At this moment, the large iron green door of the outer courtyard was suddenly slammed with a fist, followed by a rapid shout.

"Funeral? What is it called? ”

Qin Xijian pulled his neck and scolded angrily, and went out to open the door. Yang Chong followed behind, only to see a strong man standing outside the door, they were all shirtless, and the tendons on their bodies were like iron casting, just standing there had a momentum. The first to stand was a middle-aged man with a mustache, who was wearing a copycat shirt on his upper body and a pair of jeans on his lower body, looking nondescript.

This person Yang Chong knew, and his name was Wang Xiangma.

Wang Feedma, this person has some connections with the Yang family. In the early years, there was no foreign surname in Dayangzhuang, all of them were surnamed Yang's own family, and then one day Wang fed the horse and fell here, Yang watered him and saw that he was pitiful, so he begged everyone to take him in. The villagers of Dayangzhuang are naturally indispensable, but whoever intercedes will take the money, this is the bottom line, so most of the money that King Andong feeds the horses is watered by Yang.

Yang watering can make such a money, also because he had money at that time.

At that time, the family's grain harvest was good, the young couple was diligent, and the family had more or less surplus money. Who knows that feng shui takes turns, more than ten years have passed, Yang watering because he wants to go to gambling mines, and as a result, he borrowed a butt of debts and put them all in, but Wang Feeding Ma relied on his courage and carefulness to make a fortune when he was outside, and now he has purchased the only two-story small western-style building in Dayangzhuang, and the one who has lived is called a beauty.

Coincidentally, one of the creditors of Yang Watering is the richest man in this big Yang Village, feeding horses.

It is conceivable that he will be here again to collect debts.

"Old sister-in-law, I haven't seen you for a long time!" Wang Xiangma came up with a smile and said hello to Qin Xijian, and then he didn't treat himself as an outsider, and walked around the courtyard by himself, "Tut-tut, this courtyard is good!" Sitting in the north and facing south, the east is the rolling Huangsha River, and the west is the towering hills, the feng shui is really good! ”

Qin Xijian snorted expressionlessly, "Brother Wang, is there something wrong?" ”

Wang Xiangma hurriedly waved his hand: "No, no, let's hang out!" - But if I had to talk about something, I was reminded of this one. ”

Yang Chong shook his head secretly when he heard this, since he had nothing to do, how could he find so many people to block the door? This gesture is really disgusting.

Qin Xijian pretended to be ignorant and asked, "Oh? What is it? ”

Wang Xiangma smiled: "That's the case, you know, recently my family planted trees to go to college, hey, the university in the provincial city, that's a top one." However, this tuition fee is also expensive, brother, I have been short of money recently, sister-in-law, do you think if it is convenient for you, you will pay back the 20,000 yuan owed to me first? - Of course, if you are really in trouble, you should be treated as if it was borrowed by my king for the horses, and I will pay you back sooner or later, will you be successful? ”

After listening to Wang Feed Ma, Qin Xijian's face had turned red.

"Brother Wang, you are slapping my old Yang family in the face!"