NO.16 festive aroma (ask for recommendation vote~)

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Between five and eight o'clock in Jiangnan is the time for dinner, and most people eat at six o'clock, so they make a fire at five o'clock to make rice, wash vegetables, and make vegetables.

Because his son came home suddenly, Feng Qinghua slaughtered a boy chicken when he came back from grocery shopping, a big urn canned food stuffed with various ingredients, and the ingredients were enough, as well as a few bamboo shoots that Zhang Ben just went to dig in the bamboo garden, put a lot of dried shiitake mushrooms, and just after a few minutes, there was a fragrance.

"Brother, it's so fragrant." You Yi asked curiously, Feng Qinghua, who was burning the fire in the stove with an apron, smiled and said to this side: "This is a sixty-year-old sauce jar, a big treasure in the family!" Everything is stuffy, it's fragrant. ”

This old sauce jar is still the guy who ate the third young master back then, and when he was covering the sauce yellow in the army, this jar did not satisfy the third young master's cravings.

"The free-range chicken is stuffy and fresh, and it also allows you to taste good." The old man was proud, indescribably proud, he wanted to smoke out a dry tobacco and burn a pot, but when he saw the little girl beside him, he put it away stupidly, which made Zhang Ben also very surprised that his grandfather would care about others.

Growing up so big, even if it is Emperor Yumoto standing in front of you, he will still spew a cigarette and take care of you.

"Xiao Ben, what is this Xiao Yue himself doing with you?"

The old man's voice was very low, but Yuyi suddenly stood up from the edge of the flower garden: "I am not myself, I am Chinese, and my father is Chinese." ”

The corners of the third young master's mouth twitched: "Count, I said it wrong, I said it wrong." ”

Zhang Ben's eyes blinked, and he wondered more and more: Grandpa seems to have a good impression of Xiaoyi.

"She just came from Yuben and wants to come to my house to have fun." Zhang Ben said.

"I said that I am still so bold that I want to come to China." When the old man said this, his eyes were super weird, when he said that he was sweeping, and other places were looking for a place to hide, this old thing with a vote of Zhang Jiagong brothers, he actually went to steal his own head in turn, cut off the heads of two squad leaders, and at that time, the North China Army offered a reward of 5,000 oceans for the heads of the "Three Flying Tigers".

Let the third young master take a sip fiercely, showing off like a black whirlwind: "See, Lao Tzu's head is worth five thousand oceans!" It was a joke for a while.

Before joining the army, there were only a few waves of people who dared to despise him, and the third young master was counted as one.

"Huh? This is the taste of new rice. ”

Zhang Ben leaned in front of the stove cauldron and sniffed: "It's really fragrant." ”

"The food in the school is all old rice, so it's delicious." The third young master had a clear posture, "When your old uncle was studying, the school used the best rice, but now it is getting more and more backwards." ”

Shaking his head, he sighed again: "The spirit is not as good as before. ”

"You're the one who started high."

Zhang Ben pushed the old man's shoulders out of the stove room, and men did not enter the kitchen, this is the rule.

"What kind of bullshit, people's spiritual qi must be high, and the descendants will be strong. Lao Tzu, my raised son is more ruthless than others, and his grandson is also more ruthless than others, whose descendants are better than me? The third young master stubbornly scolded.

Zhang Ben smiled: "Haha, that's because you planted it well!" ”

The old man in turn gave him a popping chestnut: "Dare to make a joke about Lao Tzu!" ”

"It hurts." Zhang Ben rubbed his head.

Over there, Youyi was using a small shovel to loosen the soil for the nursery, and when he saw the grandfather and grandson here, he immediately laughed and laughed.

"The little girl is good, she has white eyes and a good temperament, so be a daughter-in-law." The old man suddenly said this.

The corners of Zhang Ben's mouth twitched: "She is only fourteen years old, and she is not satisfied at the age of fifteen." ”

"What are you afraid of, isn't your grandma only fourteen years older than your old uncle." The third young master had a stiff neck, but his expression was quite proud. Grandma is grandma, and the old uncle is uncle Zhang Mingtang.

The third young master was also a merry man back then, for sure.

"Well, I'm his sister." Zhang Ben sighed and looked at the third young master.

"The room will be cleaned up later, you go buy some food and clothing, take her out for a walk first, and come back for dinner later."

The third young master was about to take out money from his pocket, but Zhang Ben blocked his hand and said softly: "Grandpa, I have money." ”

"You've got a ...... of"

"A lot of money." Zhang Ben said solemnly.

Zhang Sanxian looked at his grandson with serious eyes, and his heart froze: Oh no......

The third young master hopes that in this life, there will be at least a man in the family who is upright and peaceful, in the peaceful years, blindly strong and brave, sooner or later he will have to be folded off, I thought that the little grandson's study should be no problem, but looking at Zhang Ben's expression, the third young master still doesn't know that things are going against his wishes, or super high-speed.

"The money is coming from the right way."

"Dignified."

"Blood?"

"Stain."

The old man coughed suddenly, his face was flushed, he didn't ask a word, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Take the little girl to buy something, go." ”

Zhang Ben nodded and greeted Youyi: "Xiaoyi, wash your hands, let's go out for a ride." ”

The sentence that the third young master wanted to ask was held in his heart and did not ask: Did you kill or not?

I remember that more than 20 years ago, Zhang Sanxian also asked Zhang Yaozu like this, and Zhang Ben Laozi said: "Corpses are everywhere." ”

Zhang Ben took You Yi to the small warehouse in front of the door, pushed open the door, a puff of dust choked people, there was a piece covered with a large oilcloth inside, take a closer look, it was not an oilcloth, but a military tent, olive green, all oil-stained.

"Yuyi, look at it."

Zhang Ben grabbed the corner of the tarpaulin and lifted it violently.

"Wow!"

A sidecar motorcycle, the green paint was just painted by Zhang Ben three months ago, the small battery was also changed at that time, and the drop-shaped fuel tank was half filled with oil.

The whole car is shiny.

The Yangtze River CJ750 of Hongdu Machinery Factory was thrown on the market, and 35,000 were grabbed.

This car has a feature, in addition to the four forward gears, there is also a reverse gear, the most awesome thing is that it is not driven by the battery, but driven by the motor, so the speed of the reverse gear is also very fast, can have one or two kilometers.

I made a fire, and the sound was up, super feeling.

It was hot for ten minutes, and I ran in for a while, the straight handlebar was really super rigid, and the shape of the whole car was very angular, this is an old car, antique.

It was still used by Zhang Mingtang when he was young when he was fishing for school girls, and the uncle gave Zhang Ben's eldest brother Zhang Xiao to ride, and Zhang Xiao rode to Zhang Ben.

Absolutely pulls the wind.

What BMW Mercedes Lamborghini, it's a scum in front of it.

"Hoohoo!"

"Get in the car."

reversed out of the small warehouse, under the glittering sunset, this handsome car with Zhang Ben, a fierce man, really complemented each other.

You Yi immediately climbed into the sidecar and sat down, Zhang Ben handed him a prince's helmet, and there was a Mickey Mouse flower sticker on it, which was the product of Hou Longtao when he borrowed a car to soak his sister.

The two of them buckled their helmets, and Zhang Ben smiled: "Youyi, sit down." ”

"Hmm!"

With the roar of a motor and the setting sun, the country roads are windy.

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