On the weekend, he kowtowed very respectfully and seriously, kneeling down in the yard, his forehead touching the concrete floor, making a "bang", "bang" and "bang" sound.

"Oh, you said you kid ......"

Seeing that she knelt and kowtowed to herself on the weekend, Zhou's mother hurriedly stepped forward to help, but the female bandit Qi Baobao pulled Zhou's mother in time, and she said softly in Zhou's mother's ear: "Auntie, let him kowtow, don't kowtow, he is aggrieved!" ”

Secretly wiped away the old tears, and Zhou's mother nodded heavily.

Zhou's mother is over half a hundred years old, and the ups and downs of half a lifetime have made her originally beautiful old woman become an old woman with vicissitudes of life, her forehead is full of wrinkles, and the corners of her eyes are full of crow's feet, however, the perseverance on her face has never been wiped out by the years. Her back is slightly arched, but she is as strong as Tarzan when she stands in front of the weekend.

It's safe to say that in this world, there is no difficulty that can knock this old woman down!

"Alright, son, hurry up!"

After suffering three rings on the weekend, Zhou's mother hurriedly reached out to help the weekend.

"Huh!" Weekend wiped his moist eyes again and stood up.

Twenty-two years ago, when the weekend was still in infancy, it was Zhou's mother who raised him carefully, twenty-two years ago, when the weekend and his grandfather were chased and killed by Li Xuanji, Qin Daoneng and others, it was Zhou's mother's family who accepted him without fear of danger, and it was also twenty-two years ago, for the weekend, Zhou's mother's family left their hometown and moved to Cannes incognito.

This kindness is higher than the sky, thicker than the earth, and deeper than the sea.

The little baby who once enjoyed tenderness and maternal love in Zhou's mother's arms has now grown taller than Zhou's mother.

Looking at the vicissitudes of life in front of her, she had a thousand words to tell one by one over the weekend, but when the words came to her mouth, there was only one word left: "Mom!" ”

"Stinky boy, when did you become so hypocritical?" Zhou's mother has a bit of the temperament of a female bandit, and she herself said that when she was young, she was more fierce than the female bandit Qi, and now, although she is old, that temperament is still retained.

Seeing that she was looking at herself with tears in her eyes, Zhou's mother secretly wiped a handful of tears, and then reached out and slapped her ass on the weekend: "Don't be hypocritical, you have helped me bring my daughter-in-law back, this is a great thing, it is a happy event, how can you make your mother cry?" ”

As she spoke, Mother Zhou stretched out her hand, one left and one right, and took the hand of the female bandit Qi Baobao and entered the door.

It was already early winter, and the night in Cannes was slightly cool, however, as soon as they stepped into the door, Zhou Zhou and Qi Baobao felt the heat, which was a burning stove in the house.

At this time, Zhou's father was adding coal to the stove, and the raging flames in the furnace reflected on Zhou's father's vicissitudes of life, which was both illusory and real.

"Dad......" looked at Zhou's father who was squatting by the stove to add coal, and felt choked in his throat again on the weekend, and a thousand words were condensed into one sentence, "I'm back!" ”

Hearing the weekend call himself, Zhou's father, who was squatting by the fire, obviously trembled slightly.

The atmosphere was stalemate for about three seconds, and halfway through, Father Zhou stretched out his big thin hand with his back to the weekend and rubbed his eyes, and then said lightly: "It's cold, baby, hurry up and come over to bake the fire!" ”

It sounds like Father Zhou said this to the female bandit Qi Baobao, but how could he not know that what Father Zhou wanted to say more was "It's cold, son, hurry up and come over to bake the fire"?

The female bandit Qi Baobao was very well-behaved, and after listening to Father Zhou's words, she hurriedly flashed to the stove and squatted, and at the same time reached out and snatched the coal shovel in Father Zhou's hand into her own hands: "Uncle, your fire is too hot, right?" It's like summer at home. ”

Immediately, on the weekend, he also gathered around the stove, and then squatted beside Zhou's father.

In the weekend, mother's love and father's love are different, Zhou's mother can say "I love you" in her ear on the weekend, but Zhou's father is different, his father's love is very deep, and he does not show it, and his expression of father's love is to do and act.

Zhou's mother heard that she was coming back from the weekend and hurried out to greet her, while Zhou's father hurriedly added coal to the stove to make the house warm.

After squatting by the fire on the weekend, Father Zhou didn't say a word, and hurriedly flashed into the kitchen, took out the blackened bacon that was more than 20 catties, and then baked it by the fire.

As for Zhou's mother, she went to the kitchen with the female gangster Qi Baobao to work hard.

The taste of home is the taste of food.

Smelling the aroma of rice wafting from the kitchen, and then watching Zhou's father squatting by the stove and roasting the oversized piece of blackened bacon to the brim, he felt that his taste buds were strongly stimulated on the weekend.

From childhood to adulthood, Zhou's father and Zhou's mother loved themselves so much, keeping the best food, so that they and Zhou Xiaomo could eat and drink spicy food on the weekend, and only when Zhou's father and Zhou's mother were at home, they would eat green vegetables and radishes.

Father and son sat around the fire, neither of them talking.

On the weekend, he stared at the roaring flames in the stove, while Zhou's father was seriously dealing with the blackened bacon.

Soon, the bacon was roasted and oily, and Zhou's father hurriedly put the bacon in a basin to clean, and wanted to go up to help on the weekend, but Zhou's father said that he was more comfortable doing it.

The kitchen knife was very obedient in Zhou's father's hand, and he scraped off the black charcoal on the blackened bacon little by little, and then revealed the golden color of the bacon.

"This bacon was smoked during the Chinese New Year last year, you and Xiaomo are busy working outside, it's rare to go home once, your mother and I can't eat so much, so I keep it, let's use bacon to make a hot pot tonight, and the two of you have a few glasses of wine."

When Father Zhou said this, he stared at the bacon and said, and while speaking, his throat was squirming, obviously he wanted to eat bacon very much, not like he said that he couldn't eat so much.

In fact, during the third watch in the middle of the night last night, Zhou's father still dreamed that he was eating bacon.

Of course, I knew that my father liked to eat bacon on the weekend, and I also knew that Zhou's father was reluctant to eat it, and he wanted to keep it until he came back to eat it.

Looking at Father Zhou's greedy expression, Weekend's heart ached slightly, and he nodded quickly, and a monotonous word came out of his mouth: "Hmm!" ”

I thought about it on the weekend, this year's New Year, I must make the blackened bacon of three big fat pigs with my own hands, so that Zhou's father can satisfy his hunger.

After the blackened bacon was cleaned by Zhou's father, the female bandit Qi Baobao was commanded by Zhou's mother to come out and take it into the kitchen. The rest of the bacon hot pot will be completed by Zhou's mother, as for the female bandit Qi Baobao, while getting started, she secretly memorized a notebook by the way and learned from the teacher.

By the fire, the father and son sat opposite each other, no one spoke, handed cigarettes to Zhou's father on the weekend, and Zhou's father smoked, but did not forget to nag young people to smoke less, after all, it is not good for the next generation.

It seems to be a stranger, but in fact, only on the weekend can I experience that it feels very good to sit with Zhou's father, and I don't have to think about what work I have to do today, and I don't have to worry about how much money I will earn tomorrow, which is comfortable and comfortable.

After smoking three cigarettes in a row, I thought about it and said, "Dad, I want to go see grandpa tomorrow!" ”

"I'll be with you." Zhou's father said, "The old man is lying alone in the grave bag, the last time we went to see him was on the Qingming Festival, the old man was kind to you before his death, since you are free, you should go to visit him, by the way, bring some incense wax paper candles, and I will go to the commissary next door to buy ...... when I have dinner."

"I've already bought all of this beforehand." After listening to Zhou's father's words, he said on the weekend, "That bad old man likes to drink, so I bought him several boxes, the strongest two-pot head, Dad, let's drink that tonight?" ”

"The fiercest two-pot head?" After listening to the words of the weekend, Zhou's father was obviously interested, but when he glanced at the female gangster Qi Baobao who was helping Zhou's mother in the kitchen, he shook his head again and said, "Drinking too much alcohol is not good for the next generation, let's drink home-brewed rice wine tonight." ”

Father Zhou said that he would do it, and when he got up, he went to the room to get a wine bottle.

How could you not know that Father Zhou's favorite is the strongest two-pot head on the weekend? It's just that the old man doesn't drink it for the sake of his body.

After Zhou's father brought out the wine bottle, the father and son began to set the table, and the two sat around the table, like a big man waiting for the cook to bring the delicious food to the table.

When the female bandit Qi Baobao came to Zhou's house for the first time, she and Zhou's father drank on the weekend, and by the time the meal was served, the father and son were already drunk and unconscious.

This time, the female bandit Qi Baobao had experience, she caught a glimpse of Father Zhou sneakily wringing out a wine bottle from the bedroom, and hurriedly served the food to the table, glaring at Zhou Zhou by the way: "Stinky boy, you don't let your uncle a little when you drink, if you get Father Zhou drunk, see how Lao Tzu cleans you up!" ”

When she said this, the female bandit Qi Baobao also raised the spatula in her hand, and Father Zhou was dumbfounded for a while.

Soon, all the meals were served, very hearty, bacon hot pot was the protagonist, and then there were stir-fried pork liver, braised pork, sweet and sour pork ribs......

This table, if it is in a big hotel, it will not be able to take it without a thousand yuan, let alone Zhou's mother cooking it herself, for the weekend, it is difficult to buy a thousand dollars!

"Come on, Dad, drink!" On the weekend, he had already filled Zhou's father's wine glass, and after chewing a piece of fat bacon in his mouth, he hurriedly raised his glass to Zhou's father.

"Hmm!" Father Zhou also ate a piece of fat bacon, and when he saw the weekend toast, he hurriedly raised his glass, and his eyes narrowed into two gaps with happiness.

"Son, wait a minute, wait a minute!" Seeing this, Zhou's mother hurriedly grabbed the weekend's hand, and then raised her eyebrows and glanced at the female bandit Qi Baobao, who was pretending to be cute, and said, "Baby, why can only men drink wine and eat meat, we women should sit on the cold bench, you say, right?" ”

"Auntie, I'm a girl, isn't it a drinking lady?" The female bandit Qi Baobao's eyes lit up when she looked at the home-brewed rice wine, but in order to maintain her ladylike image, she had to pretend that she was unwilling.

"What do you want a lady for?" When Zhou's mother said this, she slapped the female bandit Qi Baobao's sexy thigh very vaguely.

Tonight's female bandit Qi Baobao, wearing a long knitted sweater on her upper body, black slim pants on her lower body, her legs were wrapped tightly, and she was slapped by Zhou's mother.

"Uh......"

The female bandit Qi Baobao felt that she had entered a wolf's den.

The reason why the dare weekend is "colorful" is inherited from Zhou's mother?

Thinking of this possibility, the female bandit Qi Baobao hurriedly sneered at Zhou's mother, lest she be taken advantage of by Zhou's mother and ate tofu again.

"Is it really possible to do without a lady?" The female bandit Qi Baobao asked uncertainly.

"Of course, the lady can't give birth to a big fat son for our Zhou family!" Mother Zhou said, she had snatched the wine bottle from Zhou's father's hand, and then poured a small glass of rice wine for the female bandit Qi Baobao very boldly, while her own wine glass was full.

"Auntie, are you bullying me?" The female bandit Qi Baobao saw that she only had half a cup, and she was immediately unhappy, and the nature of the "bandit" was exposed, and she snatched the wine bottle from Zhou's mother's hand, and then filled her wine glass.

"!" Immediately afterwards, the female bandit Qi Baobao raised her glass like a hero in Liangshan, her peach blossom eyes were shining, and it was obvious that she had a strong interest in rice wine.

"Haha!" Seeing the true face of the female bandit, Zhou's mother laughed, and hurriedly clinked glasses with the female bandit, regardless of Zhou's father and the weekend, the two women began to tilt their necks after touching the cup.

"This ......"

Weekend and Zhou's father glanced at each other, their foreheads were full of black lines, and at this moment, on the faces of the father and son, there was such a sentence: Why are these two women so similar?