Grandpa Qiao didn't sleep well all night, and when he got up in the morning, he added a few more gray hairs.

Jono didn't dare to come to his grandfather, so he scooped up the rice in a small bowl and went to the backyard to feed the chickens.

Grandpa Qiao made breakfast, and when he saw his little grandson sweeping the snow with a broom taller than him, his heart softened, and his old heart that made the decision to strictly discipline his little grandson suddenly melted.

What a filial cub!

Jono peeked at his grandfather while sweeping the snow, and when he saw the smile on his grandfather's face, he immediately put his mind at ease, threw the broom, and ran over with a dada, and grandpa hugged him on his thigh, and made a request: "I want to eat fish like yesterday!" ”

"I'll do it for you at noon." Grandpa Qiao sighed, picked up his little grandson, touched his scabbed little face, and hugged someone to wash his hands and eat.

After a few bites, the hidden door was pushed open, and a little girl of seven or eight years old led a little boy of three or four years old into it, and said as she walked: "Master, give you sweet potatoes, my mother just cooked." ”

It is the two children of Zhao Jianchang's family diagonally opposite the door, Zhao Xiaoyue and Zhao Mansong.

Grandpa Qiao brought people in, took the empty bowl and picked up the sweet potatoes, and filled the empty bowl with a bowl full of leftover meat and vegetables from yesterday.

The little girl didn't take the bowl and shrank back: "I don't want it, master, keep it for my uncle." ”

Qiao Nuo took a piece of meat and stuffed it into Zhao Mansong's mouth, took two more pears, stuffed one in each hand, and said, "Take it, Uncle will give it to Songsong." ”

Zhao Mansong chewed the meat in his mouth, held the pear in his arms, and looked up at his sister.

Zhao Xiaoyue couldn't refuse, took the bowl, and led her younger brother away, keeping her head down all the way. The eight-year-old child is already a governor, and her mother always sends her to send things to her grandfather's house with food, which is not good. Yesterday, I came to see Uncle Nuonuo, and my uncle and aunt were all two catties of meat in the family, and her mother only picked up a dozen eggs, which was not good. Seeing that the grandfather's family received a lot of things and ate a good meal yesterday, it was not good to let her take her younger brother to send sweet potatoes early this morning.

Grandpa Qiao was very surprised. Last time, his grandson still squeezed his little fist when he shared moose meat, why is he so generous today?!

Qiao Nuo sighed, very helpless: "No way, we don't have property and flush toilets here, and we have to wait for someone to do the dirty work and tiring work in the spring!" "Zhao Jianchang's daughter-in-law is a picker who loves to take advantage of small advantages, but Zhao Jianchang is honest, kind, diligent and capable!

Grandpa Qiao: "......" neighbors don't get along too much, and they can't say a word about small things.

Grandpa Tuo Qiao has been a good person who has practiced medicine for many years, and there are many people in nearby villages who carry things to visit the children who were taken away by tigers.

The nails hanging meat on the wall of Qiao's house are not enough for now.

On the other side, Zhao Yongli even beat a pig's head and a pig's hind leg to come over, shocking Qiao Nuo and making amends for his daughter-in-law.

Grandpa Qiao resolutely refused. With his grandson's gall, it is inevitable that he will be taken away by a tiger, and there will always be a day when he really doesn't close the door to many things.

Jono: "Grandpa, I'm going to eat pig ears." ”

Grandpa Qiao: "......" little dragger!

Zhao Yongli hurriedly took the opportunity to put down the pig's head and run away.

Grandpa Qiao thought that his grandson was indeed immortal—after he died, he wore a book and died several times, and then he came back alive—so he decided to boil the pig's head whole, set it up in the courtyard to sacrifice heaven and earth, and set up a few tables of banquets by the way.

If Grandpa Qiao set up the banquet, he couldn't handle it alone, so he went to the village chief's house for help.

The village chief was full of promises, but after sending the people away, he pondered in his heart. The last time I invited the three PLA soldiers to dinner, I said that I left people behind, but the next generation secretly pressed fifty yuan under the rice bowl, and it was only when the eldest daughter-in-law went to clean up the table that I found out.

Speaking of eating feasts, it is a custom here to eat feasts without dying after a disaster, and it is also a rule for people who eat feasts to follow their own members. And Qiao's family is a foreign household, only one old and one young, every household in the village took things to see the children, and it is reasonable to say that if you go to the banquet, you don't need to have extra followers, after all, fish and meat are not a light courtesy. But it doesn't work if you don't mention it, there is an unconscious family, and after only sending a few eggs, he dares to bring a family of seven or eight people over to the banquet. In this case, nothing is bad enough to bully people so much.

Soon, it was the day of the feast.

There was a big stove in the courtyard of Qiao's house, and the pig's head was fragrant. The master on the stove is from Xiashan Village, and he heard that the Qiao family was going to have a banquet and pushed the wedding banquet from other villages to come over.

The eldest son of the village set up a table in the corner of the hall, opened the horizontal grid book he touched from his son's schoolbag, kept accounts, and shouted: "Go this way with the courtesy!" ”

Someone leaned over to take a look, and at first the village chief and his two sons, each fifty, were separated from each other.

The son of the village chief smiled and said: "I want to have a good meal, but I really don't have the face to take a few eggs to eat the family, so I have to mean it." ”

Immediately, someone took out the money and came out, some people said that they wanted to go home to get the money, some people quietly went home and never came over, and some people pretended not to see or hear.

Grandpa Qiao came out and stopped him and said that he didn't need to be polite, and was forced back to the house.

Jono looked out of the window, silently taking the money directly, taking the money home, going home and never coming over, and pretending not to see or hear it, and just waiting for dinner.

When the pig's head was so fragrant that the people in the yard sniffled, a climbing plow stopped outside the gate of Qiao's house.

Someone from the county has arrived.

Condolences to retired veteran cadres and families of martyrs.

So Jono knew that this was the sequelae of the phone call that his grandfather had made at the beginning.

It's just that his grandfather didn't like that.

As an official, it is instinctive to play official outside of the family, even if you are restrained, you will inadvertently show it, it doesn't matter if it's good or bad, it's just a habit.

Grandpa Qiao's age is there, he doesn't like to say polite words, and there is no need to force himself to socialize, so he handed over the person to a few village cadres for reception after just a few words, and opened a separate table in the West House.

Jono smiled silently. How big his grandfather's temper is, he doesn't even like to deal with those in the imperial capital, let alone the county officials who understand the wrong meaning and make superficial articles.

After being treated coldly, County Magistrate Shi was very confused. Not long after he was transferred, he was not very clear about the situation in the county, so he was instructed by the higher authorities to take care of the retired old cadres here, a check, a veteran of the Anti-Japanese War, a lonely old man with a young child, and a martyr's family. Immediately in awe, in the shortest possible time, organized a warm-hearted activity to send condolences to retired veteran cadres and the families of martyrs.

I have to say that emotional intelligence is low.

Look at his predecessor. Building roads, connecting electricity, and pulling telephone lines are the real conveniences, which do not leave a trace to take care of people, and add to their own political achievements.

It's not like this one to engage in a bunch of things that the master's family doesn't need at all.

Because the road was not easy to walk, people from the county left after eating, and Grandpa Qiao called two juniors to give them a ride.

Something was left behind.

Very affordable condolence gifts, two bags of rice, two bags of noodles, a barrel of oil, a piece of pork, a piece of beef, a box of malt cream, two quilts.

Grandpa Qiao gave a rare praise: "It's a solid eye." ”

Jono remembered the envelope that his grandfather had pushed back. The envelope is bulging, and maybe they have made a donation.

However, what a hard character and such a stubborn temper his grandfather is, if it weren't for this too solid eye, he would have pushed people out early.

The meeting was dismissed. The yard was also cleaned up, and leftovers were distributed to the families who helped with the work.

Grandpa Qiao sighed, put away the money that the village chief had brought over, and put it together with the bill.

Jono squatted on the ground and picked at the box of wheat milk sperm, picked it open, took out a bucket, opened it, made a bowl, took a sip, and smacked his lips.

It's better to miss the series than to see each other.

The best thing is always the Memories series.

Grandpa Qiao smiled: "You don't like to drink these when you're young." "Even milk and yogurt have to be coaxed to drink a sip or two, it's very difficult to raise.

Jono was very disgusted: "It's not delicious." Another look of nostalgia, "The goat's milk cooked by the Zuo Protector is the best." ”

Grandpa Qiao hurriedly asked, "How to cook?" "What the little grandson likes, what can replenish the body, can't be let go.

Jono recalled, reporting a series of medicinal herbs, spices, dried fruits, and other messy things.

Grandpa Qiao: "......" a few dollars of milk requires 1,800 medicinal materials to match!

was upset, so he heard his grandson say again: "Grandpa, don't think about it, our family is too poor to drink." ”

It's even worse.

Jonora pulled his grandfather's hand, and his little face was identified: "Grandpa, when I grow up, I will earn money to buy you goat's milk to drink." That goat's milk is delicious, and it also removes acne! Grandpa, you strive to live a few more years until your grandson can afford to buy you goat's milk to drink! ”

Grandpa Qiao: "......" couldn't be worse. Also, old man, I'm eighty years old, and I don't have acne anymore!

Jono pulled out the fruit-flavored eraser of the Zhuyin notebook - envious of other people's elementary school students pestering their grandfather to buy it, and writing a money-making plan on the kang head.

"Grandpa, what do you think we should do to make money quickly?" Jono asked.

Grandpa Qiao stretched his neck and glanced at his little grandson's plan, very worried.

Tiger bone tiger skin tiger brother, bear bile bear skin bear slap.

"Prison can sit and wear." Grandpa Joe had an expressionless face.

Jono raised his chin and said proudly, "I'm underage." "What a prison!

Grandpa Qiao had a wooden face: "Fine." ”

Qiao Nuo paused, pinched the little eraser and erased it word by word, especially helpless: "Then don't do it, our family is so poor, and we can't live a life with a penalty." ”

He silently unbuttoned the top button of the little padded jacket, pulled out a red thread rope, pinched the Moyu wrench with two fingers, and sighed: "In my last life, I used a golden needle to heal the only son of the richest man in Jiangnan and collected 100,000 taels of gold from him." ”

Grandpa Qiao: "...... wait for me to calculate how many tons of gold there is."

Qiao Nuo was very sad: "The richest man in Jiangnan paid me a million taels of silver tickets." ”

Grandpa Qiao: "......" I want to laugh, bear with me, don't laugh.

Qiao Nuo's heart ached: "There is still half a chicken in it, the imperial kitchen stew, it's delicious!" ”

Grandpa Qiao: "...... Tomorrow Grandpa will give you chicken stew to eat. "The little grandson touched his head.

Qiao Nuo sighed and shook his head: "Don't eat it, keep it for eggs, our family is so poor, what kind of chicken do you eat!" Stretched out a finger and poked at the Moyu wrench, "There are a lot of good things in it, the last sect leader who practiced to the eighth floor was an amateur carpenter, and he played a lot of small benches made of yellow pear and rosewood!" But you can't open it until the eighth floor, and I was twenty when I practiced to the eighth floor in my last life, and by then you would have died, grandpa! ”

Grandpa Qiao: "......" is reminded by his grandson every day when he will die, and he is kind to him.

I went to boil water and took a bath with my little grandson in my arms.

Jono asked his grandfather to wipe his back in the bathtub, grabbed his grandfather's wrist with one hand to give people internal strength to warm up, and educated his grandfather: "You old man is very particular, you have to take a bath on a cold day, it is minus twenty or thirty degrees outside, and the house is not warm, and the earth dragon is broken and can't be burned, so what is the use of a few radiators!" Old man, you are eighty years old, it wasn't the time when you climbed the ice and snow to fight, you have to serve the old! ”

Grandpa Qiao touched the scar on his little grandson's back that was gradually fading with one hand, and while feeling the internal force sent by the little grandson in his body, he shook his head silently - no, before I teach my little grandson to the right path, the old man can't serve the old man yet.

After taking a bath, Qiao Nuo pushed his grandfather to sleep, and moved the bath bucket by himself, but he couldn't move it, so he took a small basin and scooped water out one by one.

Looking at the little figure of his little grandson coming and going, Grandpa Qiao was very distressed. His grandson is obviously a good cub, such a filial and well-behaved cub!

At this time, the good cub poured the bath water, washed his hands, climbed on the kang, and meditated.

Grandpa Qiao silently turned his back to his little grandson. The good cub is going to practice magic again!

The next day, Grandpa Qiao got up and picked up the little grandson who didn't know when to drill into his bed.

Jono got up and ran to the backyard to feed the chickens. Yesterday, the yard was cleaned up by the villagers, and after feeding the chickens, Qiao Nuo had nothing to do, so he went into the kitchen to find his grandfather.

Grandpa Qiao is decocting medicine for himself to nourish himself.

Jono lowered his head and picked his fingers, and quietly retreated, very sad.

It's all to blame on this seat, so that grandpa doesn't dare to die!

How peaceful my grandfather died in his last life, he fell asleep in one sleep, and drank a glass of wine happily because he scored 100 points in the math test before going to bed!

Qiao Nuo clenched his little fists and made up his mind - to cultivate hard, strive for the early achievement of divine achievements, get rid of the early death grid, and make his grandfather die blindly!