(Due to the excessive number of words in this chapter, it has been updated in three times, and the following is the first part of "28 Below".) ）

In the Shaanxi Pavilion, Wang Huacheng arrived first with his grandson, indeed good boss pants, light-colored short-sleeved shirt, white hair, and a pair of old cloth shoes.

The crooked-mouthed horse walker arrived at the Shaanxi Pavilion at half past eleven, the thin old man carried things behind his hands, bowed his body and looked left and right, and finally found the box according to the instructions, and when he saw the birthday star, he patted the trouser pockets on both sides, happy as a child.

At twelve o'clock at noon, Fan Weicheng got off the taxi at the entrance of the Shaanxi Pavilion, the old man in a sports casual suit slowly entered the museum on crutches, his wide body was not good at his legs and feet, and his left arm shook back and forth when he walked, Lao Fan lowered his head and hunched his back, his right hand was on crutches and his left hand pulled the staircase handrail, and then he pulled himself up to the second floor, and when he saw Ma Tianmin, he pointed his index finger and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

Several old people gathered together to drink tea and eat melon seeds, and when they heard that the village chief Ma was coming, they were all overjoyed.

After Zhiyuan's car arrived at the destination, Zhong Neng was fast, walked up the steps first, and then went to call Ma Tianmin. The old horse was on crutches to go up one by one, his steps were difficult, Zhiyuan was behind him, and Yang Yang followed last.

"Huh! Got it! Celestial! Oops! Zhong Neng stood at the door of a box and pointed inside according to the sign and shouted.

"Come on, come in, sit down!" Ma Tianmin stood up and greeted, then looked behind Zhong Neng and asked, "Where is the old village chief?" Didn't see anyone? The Heavenly People looked astonished.

"He's in the back!" Zhong Neng looked at everyone and said.

It turned out that Ma Tianmin invited a total of five guests, except for Zhong Neng and Lao Ma, the other three arrived early. The old horse was late, and finally limped to the door of the box. When everyone saw the old horse coming, they all stood up to greet him. Ma Tianmin's son, Ma Junjie, stood in the crowd with his father, waiting to greet Lao Ma.

"Oops...... Old village chief...... Brother Jianguo...... Old village chief...... Hello, hello......" Everyone gathered in front of the old horse like a star.

"You're here first! Ah! Fan Weicheng! Hello hello hello! I haven't seen you in over twenty years! Lao Ma shook hands with Fan Weicheng with a smile.

"Old village chief, you're finally here!" Ma Tianmin slowly approached him, shook hands with the old horse, and clapped his arms.

"Tianmin, I haven't seen you in years!" The old horse looked at Ma Tianmin, and his happy face suddenly became solemn, and he couldn't believe that Ma Tianmin, who was several years younger than him, was aging faster and fiercer than himself.

"Hello Jianguobo! I'm Junjie! Ma Junjie stepped forward and shook hands with Lao Ma. Ma Junjie, who was dressed in a Mao suit, bowed his body and held the old horse's right hand with both hands.

"Good, good! I haven't seen you for many years, and you were still a baby when I saw you! Lao Ma looked at Junjie, burly, upright, powerful, and pleasant, all of whom were not rural babies wearing open crotch pants and picking their noses. The old horse looked at it several times, and his heart was happy.

"This is Wang Huacheng from Zhimawan, now his son's house and my son's community are next to each other, and they have been very close to me in the past few years!" Tianmin introduced.

"Village Chief Ma, you don't know me, I've heard of you—I've heard about you more than ten years ago! The celebrities in our Duanjia town! A short, stocky old man in his sixties walked up to him and shook hands with the old horse.

"No, no, no, no ......" Lao Ma shyly shook hands with Wang Huacheng and patted his shoulder, only to see that the man's forehead was bright, he spoke smartly, and his face was smiling.

Then Ma Tianmin introduced his family members to Lao Ma one by one, and Lao Ma saw them one by one.

"Uncles and uncles, sit down and talk!" Junjie motioned for everyone to sit down, and Ma Tianmin pointed to the row of seats. After the old people sat down, they saw that on the quaint square wooden table, Ma Tianmin and Lao Ma were in the right position, Wang Huacheng and Fan Weicheng were sitting on the left side of Tianmin, and Zhong Neng and Ma Xingxia were sitting on the right side of Lao Ma.

"Hey, that's my son-in-law and my granddaughter! Yangyang, come and call grandpa! The old horse hooked his hand. The father and daughter, who have been lonely behind the people, were suddenly pushed to the front by the old horse. Seeing that her grandfather asked her to call someone, the villain hugged her chest with both hands and responded crisply: "I don't call!" ”

The group of people who were waiting to hear the grandfather suddenly laughed when they saw the little doll refuse so neatly. Zhiyuan hurriedly stepped forward to guide, and Yang Yang called to each of the four old men to say hello to grandpa. Ma Junjie arranged the six old people at a table, the children and women at a table, and beckoned He Zhiyuan and the male relatives of the family to sit at a table.

Times have changed, and the old school of people still dress up the same way. Lao Ma Jing watched everyone, they retained not only the style of the past, but also the past era. The expressions on the faces of these people are very different from when they were in the township, and it can be seen that they still have a strong rural accent. There is only one difference, that is, they are all old, and they are so old that they are heavy on old horses.

Xingxia just saw it some time ago, Wang Huacheng Lao Ma hadn't seen it before, his shiny forehead and white eyebrows made people can't help but look at it twice. Ma Tianmin, who used to have a bloated belly and a vigorous body, is now so thin that he can't support his clothes, and when they shook hands, Lao Ma was frightened by his light and thin hand wrapped in withered skin. The most amazing thing is Fan Weicheng's full head of white hair, thick but all-white hair - the old horse peeked at it several times, there was really no black hair, the once capable young man was still in his mind, the old horse was a little in a trance, I don't know if this white-haired old man and the former young man are still not alone......

They are still old, how much more of themselves? The old horse was the eldest of them, and perhaps he should take a good look in the mirror and touch the wreckage of his own flesh.

"We are all in Shaanxi, I asked my son to find it...... This Shaanxi Pavilion is full of Shaanxi dishes - gourd head, elbow with handle, mutton steamed bun, steamed rolls, and soft buns...... There are all kinds of strange and wild ones, today, let's have a good family meal in the field! Ma Tianmin said to everyone with a smile on his face, and the voice was so weak that the old horse had to listen with his ears open.

Zhong Neng squinted his eyes and patted the table and said, "I have enough southern food!" Now I make it myself, and it's all about our family taste. ”

"My wife has been doing nonsense in the past few years, and she sprinkles some sugar or something when she cooks - learn the southern taste of others!" The walker laughs at himself.

"It's okay to eat food from other places once in a while, but it's okay to eat it every day." Wang Huacheng shook his head.

"People use that kind of small tea bowl for dinner - a small bowl with a big persimmon, and I ate eight small tea bowls on the first day I ate hot pot! I didn't feel full, Yingying laughed at me for eating too much, and the children laughed at me! The old horse stretched out his hand and gestured, and everyone laughed.

"Northerners eat as much as buckets, and they generally eat a lot, and I have been eating so much in the past few years that I have always been looked down upon! Hahaha...... Now I have a small amount of food! Fan Weicheng said.

"Who of us didn't do manual work? If you don't eat enough to go to the field, you shovel dung, fill a pit, cut wheat - how can you do it if you don't have energy in your hands! Xingxia spread his hands on the table, and the old peasants laughed together.

"Southerners are exquisite! Eat, drink, and use everything exquisitely! It's not that our north is not refined, it's big, it's big--isn't it not exquisite? Big yard, big stove room, big pot and bowl, big body blank, big stomach, big toilet, ......" Ma Tianmin said weakly, and everyone listened carefully, and they all laughed after listening.

"What a small dish on that plate! Unlike our northerners, the big plate can't be put down with a porcelain basin! The porcelain bowl we use has become a big pot for cooking here! Now all the things we use at home have been changed, and all the things we use at home have been replaced with small ones! Bring our kitchen utensils, good guy, you have to give me a villa to fit our big pot, big spoon, big grate! "The walker gestured with both hands.

"People buy meat on the basis of two, let's buy on the pound, one buys dozens of pounds! People in the south buy vegetables one by one, and we northerners buy vegetables by car! When I first came to Shenzhen to buy groceries, I couldn't help but buy more! Zhong Neng said with a smile.

"You still have a sweet potato cellar and vegetable cellar in Shenzhen!" The chivalrous joke, and everyone laughed.

"The water and soil in the south of the Qinling Mountains are good, and there are many vegetables and fruits in the field, unlike our north, a little bit of vegetables in the winter half a year is only enough to eat a bun, and people eat more vegetables than staple foods, so the skin of southerners is better than that of northerners!" Fan Weicheng said.

"Also, people in the south are also particular about drinking water and tea, using small cups and small bowls, unlike us who carry large jars everywhere - a liter of large jars! Today, I carried a kettle directly - a two-liter kettle! Let's have a red and white wedding and get a few cellars of water...... Hahaha...... "Wang Huacheng was sarcastic.

"I've eaten dumplings here a few times, hey, hey, dumpling soup for soup dumplings - is that called soup? It's just a puddle of tasteless boiled noodle water, and I'm embarrassed to bring it out! It's better to have a bowl of three fresh dumplings for seven yuan at our rally! "The old horse is aggrieved.

"Who of us doesn't like to eat tofu with vermicelli, boiled cabbage with mutton, and stewed noodles in a big pot - people don't eat this in the south! I've never seen it! When you bring it up, people think it's leftovers and swill! There is a big difference between the tastes of people from the north and the south! Ma Xingxia said to the old horse.

"The roast goose, phoenix feet, bacon and seafood that southerners eat, I haven't touched a bite in Shenzhen for more than ten years! I don't know why they love that! Zhong Neng squeezed his eyes.

"It's not the same name, we say that rice is porridge over there, and rice is rice here! The name is different, and there are no less jokes! Fan Weicheng shrugged.

"It's hot in the south! It's so hot that I can't do it, and if it weren't for the air conditioning, I wouldn't have been able to go back to the village! The old horse opened his folding fan and fanned it.

"Here, it's hot and humid in the summer, and cold in the winter. The cold and cold are not the same as the dry cold in our north! I can't stand it! Tianmin's voice was not enough, and his face leaned forward.

"The noodles in the south are not the same as the noodles in the north, the noodles in my hometown are delicious, and the noodles in the south are sticky and boring, like a ball of gnocchi, and the taste is not good!" Zhong Neng complained.

"What I can't stand the most is the house! Housing is too tight here! Within five meters of the house, you have to turn several corners, the ants and cockroaches on the balcony next door always wander here, the kitchen, balcony, and bathroom are smaller than the chicken nest, and the bedroom where our old couple and their little couple live is not as big as the sheepfold in the village! How spacious is the yard in our hometown, which is not specially opened for stacking firewood, putting looms, storing vegetables, and putting farm tools? You have to turn on a flashlight to go to the toilet, don't you? Not to mention that people sleep comfortably, even pigs, cows, sheep, chickens, ducks, and dogs sleep comfortably! Calculate the house I live in now, it is not as spacious as the black sow in my hometown! After Xingxia finished speaking, a group of old men looked up and laughed.

"I recently ate here and found that the dishes in this city, tomatoes don't smell like tomatoes, carrots don't smell like carrots, cucumbers don't smell naturally cooked, eggs smell fishy, chicken, duck, fish and pork are even more unpalatable, and even potatoes are not as delicious as our home......" Lao Ma looked confused.

"We eat what we grow ourselves, and the vegetables and meat outside...... Tut! It's hard to say! The sweet potatoes sold outside are fist-sized and high-quality, the size of apples is all one size, the tofu sacs are weak, and the whole grains love raw insects...... It's hard for you to buy the kind of porcelain, fat, fresh stuff we eat at home, don't you think it's weird? Xingxia interjected.

"Indeed!" Zhong Neng nodded.

"Put sesame paste in Shaanxi cold skin, tomato sauce in Shaanxi fried noodles, and white sugar in northern steamed buns...... Nonsense, isn't it? People from other provinces are messing around, and our own people in Shaanxi are also messing around! The Shaanxi noodle restaurants outside, I dare to say that only three or five of the hundred are barely authentic! Wang Huacheng snapped his fingers.

"You can still eat, I don't dare to eat anything now! Eat a little bit of good stuff and spit it out at every turn! I've been drinking for years, doctors don't let me eat this, I don't want to eat that, I don't want to eat while I'm alive - you say it's uncomfortable or not? I'm going to quit smoking again, it's boring! Ma Tianmin's two delicate hands played at the dinner table.

"I'm diabetic and have high blood pressure, oops, I don't dare to eat casually!" Wang Huacheng sighed.

"My leg is not good, it hurts every now and then, and in winter, it hurts like a pinprick, and it hurts for many years!" Fan Weicheng touched his knee and said.

"I'm not sick, but I'm poor! Let's count me among the poorest! And I have trouble and quarrels at home every day, hey! Don't mention it today! Xingxia frowned and waved his hand.

Hearing this, Zhong Neng sighed and did not speak.

"I look at us, I'm the first to go! My cancer doctor said...... Go home and keep it! Tianmin poked his chest, his face dark and desperate.

The old horse slapped the table and said loudly, "Then hurry up!" What valuable things do you have, take advantage of your birthday today to quickly take it out and give us a few points, the fertilizer and water will not flow into the fields of outsiders, and you will not be disadvantaged to everyone to get together outside! ”