Xu Rongguang is not tall, he looks like 1.7 meters, thin, and his appearance is not ugly, but he is lazy and doesn't like to pick up, so he can't help but look a little sloppy.

Dressed in navy blue cotton clothes and cotton pants, I don't know how long I have been wearing them, and they are stained with a thick layer of ash.

He swaggered into Mrs. You's courtyard gate, and a group of masons who were squatting at the door of the stove room to have lunch saw this, and immediately understood what was going on.......

Xu Rongguang's face was as thick as the city wall, and he bypassed everyone as if he didn't realize it, and went straight into the stove room.

In the stove room, Mrs. You is holding a soup spoon and making soup for Xiaobao, a child of the Min family.

Xiaobao is five years old this year, well-behaved and cute, very much liked by Mrs. You, the little guy comes to drink soup in the past two days, and the old lady will always add one or two pieces of mutton to him in private.

"It's so fragrant, this is boiled mutton soup, right?" Xu Daguang stepped forward and asked with a shy face.

Mrs. You glanced at him, handed the soup to Xiaobao, and patted the little guy's head, "Good baby, be careful of scalding, go to the hall to drink, it is warm there, and there are hot buns on the table." ”

"Well, thank you, Grandma You!" Xiaobao nodded.

When he came out of the stove room, Xu Daguang smiled and said, "Old sister, I haven't seen it for half a month, so bring me a bowl to taste." As he spoke, the bowl of the sea in his hand was sent to her.

Mrs. You suddenly became angry, dropped the soup spoon and asked: "Xu Daguang, Zhou Zhishu has specially taken care of it, this sheep soup is for the children in the village to drink to nourish their bodies, you are so old, you are embarrassed to grab food from the dolls?" ”

Xu Daguang had already thought of countermeasures at home before he came, and when he heard her say this, he immediately replied with a heartfelt voice: "The dolls can drink, why can't I drink it, isn't there a word called respecting the old and loving the young, respecting the old and loving the young, respecting the old and loving the young is still in front of the child, I am almost sixty years old, and it is not an exaggeration to call me a boy in terms of age, how can I drink his soup?" ”

"You ......" Mrs. You choked and couldn't say anything, and she was unwilling to let him eat white food, she was in a dilemma for a while, and she didn't know what to do, when a figure suddenly flashed outside the door.

The light in the stove room was dim, and the speed of people coming was extremely fast, and before Mrs. You could see who it was, Xu Daguang was dragged out by the other party's neck.

Mrs. You was so frightened that she hurriedly followed out, and when she saw that it was Liang Xuetao, Xu Daguang was dragged by him for several meters, and he didn't let go of his hand until he left the courtyard gate.

Xu Daguang only felt that his neck hurt, his throat was about to burst, and he lay on the ground for a long time before he could breathe, and he was about to get up, when he suddenly found a cold gaze falling on him.

"Get out!"

Under a loud shout, Xu Daguang was suddenly silent, and he couldn't help but feel secretly annoyed in his heart - how could he meet this living Hades King!

The reason why he is so afraid of Liang Xuetao is because he has suffered enough from the other party, and to this day, not only that heartwarming foot is still fresh in his memory, but the experience of life and death in the next few days is even more heartfelt.

For a while, he didn't care about how the crowd around him made fun of him, so he got up and ran away.

After returning home, she inevitably complained to Zhang Ying, saying that she was uneasy and kind, and deliberately looked for an opportunity to make him ugly.

"How did I know that Liang Xuetao would go?" Zhang Ying retorted, but she was secretly glad in her heart.

This incident spread in the village on the same day, and everyone laughed at Xu Daguang, saying that he was an old man with a young and immature mind, otherwise how could he have the face to grab food from the dolls!

Xu Daguang also has a nickname - the old naughty boy.

However, this phenomenon did not end with everyone's ridicule, but intensified.

In the next few days, every time the meal arrives, there will always be some shameless people who come to the door with rice bowls to beg for mutton soup.

Zhou Cheng was so troubled by this that he finally had to cancel the decision to provide lunch, and as compensation, everyone on the construction site shared three catties of mutton and some sheep and scorpions to go home.

Time flies, and soon the day of Laba arrived.

The so-called "Laqi Laba, frozen and called flowers." ”

Laba is on the ninth cold day, which can be called the coldest day of the year, and this year is even worse than previous years because of the last days.

Datian Village has always had the custom of boiling Laba porridge and soaking Laba vinegar every Laba.

This year is a disaster year, which is not as usual, most people are just boiling some porridge and responding to the scene, but this does not include Liang Xuetao's family.

Wei Hongyu's Laba porridge this time can be called the most used materials, the longest time, and the most delicate boiled in the past ten years, and considering that Liang Dou loves sweets, both salty and sweet flavors are made.

Sweet Laba porridge is made from glutinous rice, in which there are more than 10 kinds of dried fruits, such as lotus seeds, longan, peanuts, raisins......

The savory ones are relatively simple, with rice, sausages, bacon and some vegetarian dishes.

It takes a lot of effort to make Laba porridge, Wei Hongyu boiled it in advance the night before, sealed the stove when there was almost seven or eight minutes of heat, simmered slowly on the embers, and got up in the morning, and drank it after it was hot.

Early in the morning, more than a dozen members of the Liang family gathered in one place, eating Laba porridge, listening to Mrs. Liang talk about the ancient times, and tell some interesting stories about the Laba Festival.

The country slang is easy to understand, and the description of things is colorful, which is very infectious, and everyone listens to it for more than an hour before you know it.

At this time, I don't know who suddenly shouted, "It's snowing!" ”

When I went out, I saw snow flakes floating in the sky.

Liang Xuetao and Liang Xuejun couldn't sit still, and each led his wife and children to hurry home.

Liang Xuebing and Yu Xiaofen were also busy in the yard, Yu Xiaofen finished cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and added a few pieces of coal to the coal stove by the way.

This is the second snow of the winter.

Compared with the previous snow, this time the snow came more quickly and violently, but in a moment, the snow flakes were as big as goose feathers, and they fell one after another with the biting cold wind.

Mrs. Liang sat alone on the kang, looking out the window, and couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know how long this snow will last......."

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came back late, only the short Jun offered it, covered his face and ran away

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