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said that it was too late, it was too fast, Tian Qingqing stroked the little black dog, and with a move of his mind, one person and one dog returned to Tian Qingqing's hut.

The old lady was still asleep. Listening to her even breathing, Tian Qingqing knew that her body was fine, at least she didn't have a fever or pain. I felt a lot more relaxed.

Under the shroud of space, Tian Qingqing took the little black dog, passed through the wall, and came to the courtyard.

"I drive the space, but the space can't move me. Every time, I went in from somewhere, came back to where I came out, and walked from there with my feet on my feet. Tian Qingqing explained to the little black dog: "However, you don't have to worry, as long as there is a space shrouded, any obstacle on the road can be directly passed, and you can go wherever you want." ”

"I know that." The little black dog sprinkled a smile in the courtyard, looked at Tian Qingqing with a smile, and said. "On the way to the city, I've already been taught."

Tian Qingqing secretly laughed at her confusion and forgot about this stubble.

"But, master, if you speak to me outside, you'd better use the voice as well." The little black dog said again.

"Transsion? Can I too? Tian Qingqing asked in surprise.

"Yes. Actually, you could have done it a long time ago, but you just didn't have the opportunity to use it. After that, you can express it to me with the voice -- that is, the thought, to say that you know this well -- and I will be able to hear it. ”

Tian Qingqing immediately said to the little black dog with a voice: "Do we need to smell the little lamb in Dongxiazi again?" ”

"No, I don't. I smelled it in my head last night. ”

Wow!

Transsion is successful!

Tian Qingqing couldn't help herself with joy: "Go back." In the middle of the crowd, I can speak to you without being heard. ”

Little Black Dog: "Yes, consciousness communication is protective. ”

Tian Qingqing was overjoyed and immediately led the little black dog through the fence gate. Then he said to the little black dog: "You go in the head, follow the taste." ”

The little black dog obediently ran up in front of him.

The little black dog walked along the alley to the south end, then turned east, and walked into the alley next to it. After walking a little north, he stopped in front of a closed gate.

Tian Qingqing walked over and saw that this was none other than the best grandmother's house where she had sent fish.

But the distance is not right. Tian Qingqing's home and the best grandmother's home are in the northern half of the alley, and if you go out to the north, you will arrive soon. To the south, you will go around the two major truncated alleys, which are more than twice as far away.

"Is it really from her family?" Tian Qingqing said secretly in her heart: "Huan Yuan'er is to hide people's eyes? ”

When Tian Dalin and Hao Lanxin speculated last night, they had mentioned Tian Yin's second son, Tian Dayan, who was a master who often stole chickens and dogs in the village. But there is no evidence. It's just talking. No one called it true.

Unexpectedly, the little black dog smelled and came to it.

"Are you sure?!" Tian Qingqing asked.

"Let's go in and see." The little black dog said. Be the first to walk through the gate, then walk towards a grass hut in the southeast corner.

"Huh!" A little lamb's cry sounded, the familiar one. Tian Qingqing hurriedly rushed over.

There was indeed a little lamb in the straw shed, about the same size as the one Hao Lanxin bought. It's just that the coat color is different, the one Hao Lanxin bought back is white, this one is gray, and there is a dark patch on the top of the head.

"The color of the coat is wrong, huh?" Tian Qingqing transmitted.

The little black dog went up and sniffed the little lamb, and said to Tian Qingqing: "You wet your fingers and twist that black patch." ”

Tian Qingqing did so: spit the saliva on the belly of his fingers, twisted it on the black patch on the top of the little lamb's head, and then looked at the belly of his fingers, which was black. I smelled it, and it smelled of ink.

Sure enough, it's a fake!

Tian Qingqing picked up the little lamb and went to the space water pipe to wash it, and a snow-white little lamb appeared in front of him.

"It's really my little lamb." Tian Qingqing happily hugged the little lamb and kissed and kissed.

"Don't patronize and be happy, look for other lost items?!" The little black dog urged.

Tian Qingqing stuck out her little tongue and said to the little lamb: "Little lamb, you stay here for a while, and I will take you home when it's over." "Put down the little lamb, and with the little black dog, go through the north door and come into the hall.

As the saying goes, catch the thief and catch the dirty. Just found the little lamb, and if he couldn't find anything else in this house, he wasn't sure that his family stole it.

There was also a basket of steamed buns steamed at noon, half a dime jar of flour, and sixteen yuan and five cents. These are inanimate things, and it's not easy to find and prove that they are your home.

Tian Qingqing used his ability to open all the jars and jars in the hall and looked at them, but there was no right number.

In the east room, there is a clay kang on the south windowsill, on which are sleeping grandfather Tian Jinhai and his wife Tian Yin, the best grandmother.

At the east end of the pit, under the east gable, there is a small earthen kang with some rags piled up on it.

At the north end of the small clay kang is an old-fashioned large wardrobe, black and swarthy in color, which seems to be old.

Directly north is a dilapidated table of eight immortals, on which are placed a few dirty teacups and a bamboo-skinned thermos. There was also a broken mirror with mercury gone, probably caused by water pouring into the leaky room.

To the west of the Table of the Eight Immortals was a broken wooden box with a pile of rags piled on it, as if it was intended to be used for quilting.

In the whole Dongli room, there was nothing but tattered clothes and rags, dirty teacups, and bamboo skin thermoses.

It seems that the lost things are not in this room.

A man and a dog came to the Xili room again.

The kang in this room sleeps Tian Jinhai's third daughter, Tian Dong, who is not out of the pavilion. There is only a large kang on the south windowsill in the house. In addition to the bedding on the kang, it is the clothes.

Tian Dong lì is also superb. At the age of twenty-two, she hasn't decided on a partner yet, one is affected by the bad reputation of her family, and the other is that she herself is not very much. The subject talked a lot. Each one is blowing the lamp when the engagement is about to begin. As for the money and things sent by the man, that's what you want, ask for it back, no way!

People talk about it. She is using the person she is talking to to cheat money and bias money. When the news reached the ears of the working group, they talked to her and did ideological work. Tian Dong cried with a handful of tears, saying that it was because his personality did not get along. I can't talk about a pile before breaking up. To say that she defrauded her of money is to spread rumors and slander her.

The Working Group had no choice but to give up because there was no male family to testify.

Once like this, twice like this, there are so many times that even the matchmaker doesn't dare to come to her to introduce her to the object.

In Tian Qingqing's opinion, twenty-two years old is not too old. In her previous life, there were many girls who were still studying.

The marriage law of this period allowed young men and women to marry at least the age of eighteen. However, there are many people who are married before the age of eighteen. Generally, girls are sixteen or seventeen years old, and some people tell them about their in-laws. After it is settled. Walk around for a year or two. Married before the age of twenty. After the age of twenty. It's a little big.

If you don't have a partner at this time, you'll be said to be an old girl.

Tian Dong is twenty-two years old this year, and she has become an old girl who can't get married in this bend.

The eldest grandmother Tian Yin, the second son Tian Dayan, and the third daughter Tian Dongli. It's all superb. But considering that such a theft could not be done by a big girl who had not left the cabinet, Tian Qingqing didn't look much at the earthen kang.

In the countryside. Generally, the Xili room is shared with accommodation and storage: a large kang is built on the south side by the windowsill, and the girls who have not left the cabinet or the married daughter are used to live when they return to their parents' homes. On the north side, miscellaneous items are stored. Such as grits, rice, and noodles, and some also put dry food in this house. The reason is that this is not the main house, and people who come to visit the door generally do not come in.

The dry food is very distinctive: some hang down with a thick rope tied to the purlin, and then hang a bamboo basket or willow basket at the end of the thick rope to put the dry food. Due to the better breathability of the basket, the dry food is neither moldy nor infested by rats.

In some cases, a forked wooden stick brace was inserted on the small bright window on the lintel of the door (adobe houses are generally 12 or 3 cm wide), and the dry food grate was placed on the brace for storage. This also has the effect of ventilation and rodent prevention.

Tian Jinhai's household is this kind of wooden stick support. On the brace was a basket of dry food, covered with a black pot cloth (commonly known as linen).

Tian Qingqing glanced around the room, and the first thing that caught her attention was the dry food grate on the wooden stick brace above the lintel. Use the ability to lift the pot drawer cloth on it more than a foot high, and a big steamed bun with a boom comes into view.

"Is it your steamed bun?" The little black dog also saw it and asked with a voice.

"I can't tell, let me take a closer look." Tian Qingqing also replied with a voice.

Tomorrow the wheat will be harvested, and every family will have to steam one or two pots of dry food in advance. Even people who are usually more frugal, if they have white noodles, they will also steam white flour steamed buns to treat their families. Cutting wheat is hard work, especially in the first two days I feel the most tired - I am usually used to being careless, and I can't stand it when I get nervous all of a sudden.

Tian Qingqing used his ability to take the grate down, lifted the pot drawer and took a closer look: which one did it if it wasn't done by himself?

People here make steamed bread relatively simply: knead the dough into long strips, then cut it into square steamed bun blanks one by one, and steam them in the pot when they wake up. The steamed bun is made as a square whole.

Tian Qingqing has small hands and can't knead the dough, so she uses her ability to knead the dough and cut the steamed bun blank with her ability. In order to make the steamed buns look better and break them better, she always flattens the kneaded long noodles with her ability, then folds them in half, compacts them, and then cuts them into square steamed bun blanks. Because it is an ability operation, the size of the steamed bun blank cut out is the same.

In this way, after the steamed bread is cooked, there is a shallow crack at the bottom of the steamed bread. With a light break by hand, you can break it in half, the stubble is neat, the two pieces are balanced, and the size is the same. Very popular with Hao Lanxin and the family.

This grate steamed bun has this characteristic: there is a shallow crack at the bottom, and the size is equal, as if poured out of a mold.

"It's my steamed bun." Tian Qingqing transmitted the little black dog.