Zhao Zhiyuan's old son went home, but his parents were very happy, you said that there were two sons in this family, the eldest son has been out for a year, and there is not even a letter, or Zhao Zhiyuan inquired about the news in the capital, and only then gave a call, saying that he was on a mission outside, and it was inconvenient to contact, and the youngest son had been in the capital for almost a year, and this time he finally came back.

"How many days can you stay when you come back this time?" Zhao Zhiyuan's mother asked while serving him vegetables.

"Hmm, well, not necessarily, there's nothing going on in the unit recently, I took a big vacation this time, and I can stay for a while." Zhao Zhiyuan swallowed the meat in his mouth hard, put down the big bone in his hand and said.

"Then you can stay at home for a while, say what you want to eat, and your mother will cook it for you."

"Well, there are a lot of things I want to eat, sauerkraut stuffed dumplings, ground three fresh, ballast strips, fried eggplant box..." The food over there in the eleventh bureau is also good, but there is a taste called mother's taste, which no one can make.

"Okay, I'll roll out some noodles for you tomorrow morning."

The old rule here in the Northeast, get on the dumplings and get off the noodles. In the past, when the Northeast was poor, people thought that dumplings with meat filling were the most delicious, and to send them to relatives and friends who were about to travel far away, of course, was to let him eat a full meal of dumplings; And noodles are meant to tie your legs and make you stay longer. Of course, there is another way of saying this dumpling and noodles, that is, young girls and young men have to eat dumplings and noodles, the meaning of dumplings is to seal your mouth, don't talk nonsense, affect your feelings, noodles, or tie your legs, which means don't run.

"Well, the hand-rolled noodles are good, I'm happy to eat the hand-rolled noodles made by Mom, and make a sharp pepper and meat marinade." After Zhao Zhiyuan finished speaking, he thought about it and continued: "Dad, Mom, remember to eat the meat I brought back, remember to eat it yourself, don't share it with others, or you can't say it clearly." ”

To say that the meat of this demon clan is magical, this dish is not rotten at all, but he still put it in the refrigerator, and the family said that it was a friend who brought back the deep-sea fish from abroad, and it was a big supplement, but the source of this meat was not very good, so I had to eat it secretly, and I didn't want to shoot it.

"Xiaoyuan, what do you say this meat supplement?" Zhao Zhiyuan's father took a sip of wine and asked.

"Hehe, big supplement, Dad, what do you say about making up for it, nourishing yin and aphrodisiac, you see if my face is much better than before leaving, I'll try it for you first."

"Don't be big or small with your dad." Mother Zhao patted the back of Zhao Zhiyuan's head, sandwiched another piece of meat for him, glanced at Zhao's father vaguely, happened to meet the eyes of his wife, and glared at Zhao's father, Zhao's father was happy, and took another sip of wine.

Originally, Zhao's father heard that the source of this meat was not very good, and he refused a little and didn't want this meat, but when he heard his old son say that this meat nourishes yin and aphrodisiac, of course, for Zhao's father, he only heard the last two words, and he was relieved, alas, people can't help it when they reach middle age, and the little wolfberry can't satisfy Zhao's father anymore.

"Yuan'er, you didn't ask your brother what task he was doing, and he could finish it before." Mother Zhao looked at her old son and couldn't help but think of Zhao Hanqing.

Zhao Zhiyuan was silent for a moment and said: "Mom, people don't let me inquire, and it's not good for my brother to talk too much, but they promise that there is absolutely no danger." ”

"That's good, I can't see your brother all the time, I'm a little worried."

"Oh, what are you worried about, that's what Han Qing did, and besides, isn't there a guarantee that there is no danger over there." Father Zhao also helped to persuade him.

"Look at what you said, your son, you don't worry, you always go to inquire secretly." The old couple is about to start talking.

"Well, Mom, this sauce bone you made today is really delicious." Zhao Zhiyuan hurriedly changed the topic.

"No, I heard that you are coming back, I went to buy bones early in the morning, and I have been at home for a day."

In the next few days, Zhao Zhiyuan lived an emperor-like life, Zhao's mother changed the law to cook food for him every day, and he didn't have to do anything at home, every day he was reading books and surfing the Internet at home, and occasionally went out to have a meal with classmates and friends. Just like all young men and women who are twenty years old and have no object, you don't see you for a long time, your parents miss you, but you stay with them for a long time, just see that your nose is not a nose, and your eyes are not eyes.

No, now Zhao's mother is nagging with him, one will say that he is lazy, and he won't be folded, and the other will say that one of his elementary school classmates is going to get married, why don't you bring me a daughter-in-law back. Yes, I can't afford to mess with me, can't I hide? Zhao Zhiyuan packed up his things and stumbled.

He didn't know the capital, anyway, the bureau didn't urge him, he went back to training, so let's take this opportunity to stay for a few more days.

Zhao Zhiyuan took out a large piece of shellfish meat from the refrigerator, said hello to his parents, and drove back to his grandfather, Zhao Dacang, in the countryside.

On the hot kang in the countryside, Zhao Dacang and Zhao Zhiyuan drank around the small kang table. There are no good dishes, a plate of lying eggs, a plate of peanuts, a pot of pickles, and the hardest dish on the table is a plate of cut pork head. At Zhao Dacang's age, it doesn't matter what the food is when he drinks, he can drink a meal with green onions, but the wine must be good, even if he breaks up, it has to be fifty yuan a catty.

The wine was sent by Sun Xin to Zhao Zhiyuan, saying that it was Moutai in the early sixties for three years, and there were few bottles in the country, Zhao Zhiyuan looked at it, and said that you fooled your father, your family's Moutai in the sixties to the present, there is still a red silk rope tied to the bottle mouth, but the wine is real wine, which does not leave two bottles for Zhao's father, and the rest is used to honor Zhao Cannon.

While the two of them were drinking, they chattered, and Zhao Zhiyuan picked what he could say, which was true and false, and told Zhao Dacang about his life outside for a year. In fact, Zhao Dacang could vaguely guess that Zhao Zhiyuan's work was not ordinary, but he was also strict and never said anything to anyone.

The two of them didn't drink less wine this time, Zhao Dacang snored after drinking and fell on the kang, Zhao Zhiyuan was better, struggled to clean up the table, spread the futon, moved Zhao Dacang to the quilt, and then washed and cleaned up and went to sleep.

Zhao Zhiyuan opened his eyes in the morning, and saw that it was eight o'clock, Zhao Cannon had already fed the livestock outside, Zhao Zhiyuan got up and washed up, lifted the lid of the cauldron, and inside the pot was a large porridge, and the cornmeal dumplings filled with sauerkraut on the curtain drawer looked very shabby, but Zhao Zhiyuan was proud of this, drank two bowls of porridge with pickles in the sauce jar, ate three dumplings, wiped his mouth, and went out of the house.

"Master, I'll go out and go up the mountain for a walk."

Zhao Dacannon's hand moved, he didn't say anything, waved his hand, even if he agreed.

Out of the gate, there are almost no people on the country road, at this time the farm is over, the young legs and feet are all going to work in the city, the rest are basically old, all in the house in advance to start the cat winter, in the second-rate, lazy and gamblers, at this time it is estimated that they have not gotten up.

Zhao Zhiyuan drove to the foot of the mountain, didn't bring anything, and walked towards the mountain.

In autumn, the leaves in the mountains are yellow, and they have been defeated, but they are also exquisite, but Zhao Zhiyuan has no intention of watching the scenery along the way, he ran directly to the wooden shed.

I don't know when the wooden shed will be re-erected by whom, and those who run the mountain must always have a place to stay. Zhao Zhiyuan looked around the wooden shed, and sighed with some emotion, ten months ago, he embarked on a road here that was not in his life plan, and he also saw many things that he had never heard of, to be honest, he did not regret it, but was a little happy, hehe, the descendants of hunters, can he not have a restless heart.

Zhao Zhiyuan pushed open the wooden door and entered the wooden shed, wanting to find something to eat, don't look at the fact that he eats a lot in the morning, that bit of cornmeal dumplings and big porridge is not hungry at all.

Zhao Zhiyuan had just stepped into the wooden shed, but his steps were standing, because he saw a person sitting in the wooden shed, still a woman, a beautiful woman. It would be better if it were a man, he might be a member of the mountain ranger, but it would be a little weird for a beautiful woman to appear in this inaccessible mountain.

Zhao Zhiyuan exited the door, turned around and wanted to leave, he was not afraid, he had just passed the demon ancestor, and he was still afraid of a woman, but he just didn't want to cause trouble.

At this moment, a soft voice sounded behind him.

"It's all here, why did you leave so quickly."

The woman's voice seemed to have a kind of magic, and she was stunned to pull Zhao Zhiyuan's footsteps back.

"Who are you?"

"Who am I? Hehe. ”

Facing Zhao Zhiyuan's questioning, the woman seemed to have some resentment, and she didn't say anything more after saying this.

Through the dim light in the wooden shed, Zhao Zhiyuan looked at her, the woman was wearing plain clothes, her figure was excellent, and she was not far behind, her face was extremely beautiful, but there was a special nine-point flame pattern on her forehead.

The woman stood up and approached Zhao Zhiyuan. Zhao Zhiyuan was a little overwhelmed, and was forced out of the wooden shed by the woman's getting closer and closer, and the two came outside.

"It seems that you really don't remember me, too, how can you remember my current appearance."

As she spoke, the woman slowly pulled up her trouser legs, but there was a faint red scar on the smooth white calf.

"I've kept this scar for so many years, just to keep a memory for myself, and when I saw it, I thought I had a friend, do you remember, my friend."

The woman looked at Zhao Zhiyuan, who was a little stunned, smiled slightly, and suddenly, nine white, fluffy fox tails sprang out from behind her. Nine tails fluttered in the wind, swaying like flags, as if swearing to the extraordinariness of their masters.

"You're, you're, are you the little fox?"