He has always felt that it doesn't matter if he has a boy or a girl, and his daughter is also a treasure.

"Okay, I'll go." Zhang Guowei looked at Mrs. Zhang again and said, "Mother, bear with me first, I'll be there soon." ”

Mrs. Zhang tilted her head to the side and snorted disdain from her nose. When you go home and make you look good, you will wait for me!

Zhang Guowei settled both sides and continued to pull the ox cart.

Zhang Xin gave half of the steamed buns to Zhang Ran, she didn't eat much this morning, after all, she was also a child.

Zhang Ran didn't answer this time, "Sister, you eat, I can still bear it, you just had surgery, your physique is not good, and you need to make up more." ”

"Hmph, ghost girl!" Mrs. Zhang couldn't get used to the two of them, so she couldn't help but hum, "If you don't eat, I'll eat." ”

As she spoke, she was about to snatch the steamed bun in her hand.

But how could Zhang Xin let her succeed, she hurriedly put the steamed bun in her sleeve, and deliberately said loudly: "Milk, if you want to eat, just say it, don't beat me!" ”

Zhang Guowei listened to it in his ears and had another taste.

"Mother~" Zhang Guowei stopped the car again, "What do you want?" ”

Mrs. Zhang exploded angrily, "I also want to eat steamed buns, at such an age, a lot of bones are useless." ”

Zhang Guowei took out two more from his arms, one to Mrs. Zhang, and the other to Zhang Ran under her nose.

He originally thought that he would send them another one when he was on the road, but ...... Ay.

Zhang Ran said: "Dad, you want to pull the car, you eat!" ”

"Obedient, you eat quickly, it won't taste good if it's cold." Zhang Guowei looked at these two children, but the more he looked at them, the more he liked them, or his daughter was his father's little padded jacket, and he knew how to be considerate of him.

After a few hours of bumpy mountain roads, they finally reached the entrance of the village. There are adobe houses everywhere, and some of the walls are written with slogans of that era written in red paint. It's intimate.

"Hey, why do you all have dead chickens in your hands?" Zhang Ran asked suspiciously.

Zhang Xin looked at everyone scolding, and suddenly remembered that in the previous life, today, it seemed that the chickens in the village died in one day. At that time, the people in the village cried miserably, but later because the murderer could not be found, they had to be killed.

Along the way, farmers were seen walking along the road carrying a snakeskin bag.

Until the ox cart stopped at the door of the house.

Hearing that there was movement outside the yard, the family did not come out to pick it up, but it was a little deserted.

Zhang Guowei carried her off the carriage and sent her to the hall inside.

When Mrs. Zhang saw this, she gritted her teeth with hatred. This unpromising son is so spoiled even by his daughter.

She stepped down carefully from the carriage and followed in, saying loudly as she went: My son is too old to be a mother.

"Mother, you're back!" At this time, a woman with a loud voice walked out of the back room, this woman who was in a hurry was their eldest aunt Li Lihua.

"Lihua!" Mrs. Zhang was angry on the road, and at this time she always caught someone who listened to her, "I have been wronged all the way!" ”

"Mother, what's wrong, who dares to bully you? I let Guoqiang find him desperately! Li Lihua echoed on the surface, and couldn't help scolding in her heart, you dead old woman, you deserve this. If it weren't for his Zhang Guoqiang's job in the town, she wouldn't have lowered her head to look at this old woman.

Mrs. Zhang sighed and said, "Hey, I don't expect anything, I'm all people who are about to step into the coffin with half a foot." I don't want anything! I just hope that in the remaining days, I can not be angry with the juniors, and I will be content! ”