Aunt Wang is very angry!

Listening to the sound of gongs and drums on the street, Aunt Wang was even more angry!

Scrapped...

Successive refining and scrapping...

Aunt Wang was helpless and began to seek scriptures everywhere.

At this time, Lin Juhua, who was delivering the meal, took the opportunity to secretly whisper in Zhou Jiao's ear: "The third grandfather asked the two of you to go back to whichever of them." ”

Zhou Jiao nodded.

Seeing Lin Juhua leave, Zhou Jiao pinched the tortilla and sighed.

It rained little, and it still hasn't rained. The old captain looked for them, and they couldn't make up the rain. She didn't know when to stop burning the stove.

She took a hard bite of the corn flakes and swallowed them with water.

After a while, Zhou Jiao immediately stood up and walked out.

Since last week, Zhang Guoqing and his unit have been put into work, and the blast furnace is still burning, but it has become the work of temporary workers.

Zhou Jiao is really envious. I really wanted to hear her dad, so I ran away.

Before I got to the place, I saw Zhang Guoqing coming out with his son in his arms.

"Ouch, are you willing to come? I was just looking for you, so come home with me first. ”

Zhou Jiao shook her head, "Let's talk about it here." I'm afraid I won't be able to come out of the door. Aunt Wang has been on fire these days, so don't hit the wooden warehouse. I came here to tell you that the old captain told us to go back. ”

Zhang Guoqing said in a low voice: "If you stay up for a few more months at most, this activity will be yellow." If you're bored, you should just watch the excitement. Old captain, let's see if you have time tomorrow. ”

"Hmm. What are you looking for from me? ”

Zhang Guoqing held Ping'an, "My son and I miss you." At noon, it's corn tortillas and clear water cabbage? This year, I don't have a chance to make miso and pickles, so my mother should be in a hurry. ”

Zhou Jiao thought for a while, gritted her teeth and said, "I must go back to the village tomorrow." If you don't go back, everything in the yard will be ruined. There are also chestnuts in the dense forest, and I can't sleep when I think about it. ”

Zhang Guoqing laughed, "Okay." Then I'll send you back. ”

The couple chatted all the way and teased the child. Such a scene made Zhou Jiao miss the days of freedom before.

Before dawn the next morning, Zhou Jiao sat on the back of Zhang Guoqing's bicycle with the child in her arms and returned to the village.

The husband and wife first harvested their backyard, cleaned it, and found the old captain.

The old captain, who had always been smiling, now had a sad face, and when he saw Zhang Guoqing's family, he squeezed out an ugly smile and pulled him into the back room.

"Little Five, the third grandfather doesn't set a circle with you. You tell the truth to the third grandfather. When can this stove stop? Now everyone has no mind to work in the field. If you don't do the work in the field, what will you eat in the coming year? In addition, it has not rained in autumn until now, and the third grandfather is so worried that he can't sleep all night. ”

Zhang Guoqing discussed with Zhou Jiao last night, and said: "The stove will not stop for a while and a half." The top has asked for it, who would dare? I think the county will end at most in winter. If you don't have firewood, you can't use firewood in the winter, right? You can only drag it slowly. ”

The old captain nodded, "I think so too, but no one discusses." When you say that, I have the bottom in my heart. ”

Zhang Guoqing thought about it and said, "Third grandfather, how is the food in the village canteen now?" Our street, has been changed for corn tortillas and clear water cabbage. Each person is rationed according to the ration. ”

"Good boy!" The old captain stood up and patted Zhang Guoqing with a smile, "Several villages around us are saving rations, and if it doesn't rain, no one dares to mess around." There are thorns that are also pressed down by the family. We old fellows have all gone through those years and understood the Tao here. ”

Zhang Guoqing smiled and nodded, "The county seat is now tightly managed, so I'll leave first." ”

"It's okay. I will not delay you in getting down to business. I remember that as long as the stove was stopped in the county seat, I quickly communicated with me. Remember, right? ”

Zhang Guoqing followed him and said as he walked. Not to mention communication, as soon as the stove is stopped, his father and mother will not wait for a minute to run home first.

Standing at the foot of Beishan, Zhang Guoqing looked at the bare patch nearby, and his heart was full of sadness. Looking up at the big green mountain in the distance, the mood is better.

Thankfully, he didn't kill the wolves. If there was no wolf howl, it is estimated that a few villages within a radius would move, and Daqingshan would no longer be Daqingshan.

Tie the child to his chest, Zhang Guoqing picked up Zhou Jiao and ran quickly. Weighing her weight again, his heart was filled with a sense of powerlessness.

Stepping into the dense forest again, in this familiar place, the couple finally felt the joy of freedom, and the family could laugh without scruples, and there was no need to hide the early wisdom of the child.

"Jiaojiao, what arrangements do you have for your son's first birthday? Do you want to go for a walk? ”

Zhou Jiao sighed, "I don't know what moths will come out of that meeting." Let's talk about it. ”

Seeing that he was worried, Zhou Jiao took his hand and made a grimace at him to make the father and son laugh, and he was relieved.

Autumn is really the harvest season, and the mountains full of materials make Zhou Jiao forget the time and worry for a while.

Zhang Guoqing wanted his son to see how to hunt, so he deliberately readjusted the harness, let him face forward, and held a small stone to hunt pheasants and hares around.

He is very proud of his son. If it weren't for the child's small age, he really planned to teach his son the hunting kung fu.

I had a barbecue and was satisfied. At noon, the family did not return to the village, and sneaked back to the county seat.

In the county seat, Zhang's mother packed corn tortillas in a lunch box and dragged Zhang's father to her old son's house.

"Child, it's okay for us to leave like this? Or stay there, and you won't get tired of knocking stones anyway. ”

Mother Zhang said in a low voice: "In the past few days, I have put the iron lumps in the furnace and re-smelted, and the piles of stones knocked out have not moved. Except for the people who burned the stove, all of us started to move around, out of the way. ”

After opening the gate of the courtyard, Dad Zhang and his wife entered the Westinghouse.

Mother Zhang subconsciously opened the cabinet, looked at it, and said with a smile: "Father of the child, look at the things prepared by your old son, they are really complete." He wasn't worried that we wouldn't come over. ”

Daddy Zhang stretched out his head and looked at it, and the drawer was stuffed with a few packets of fried dried fruits, dried tofu, and a few packets of pastries... He looked at the small jar on the ground again.

He smiled happily: "He and Jiaojiao are worried that the two of us won't have enough to eat." You didn't see Jiaojiao secretly stuffing us with food every time she opened the meal. Later, they will come back with meat. Wife, let's take a sip ......"

"Dad, mother, are you at home?"

"Speaking of Cao Cao, Cao Cao is not coming." Father Zhang heard the shouts outside, and immediately shouted happily for Zhang Guoqing and them to come in.

As soon as Zhang Guoqing and the others came in, as Dad Zhang expected, Zhou Jiao took out two lunch boxes and put them on the kang table, and there were four or five big mud balls thrown on the ground.

Mother Zhang didn't care about looking at the chicken legs in the lunch box, and she asked in disbelief: "Won't these balls on the ground be **?" Are you up the mountain? ”

When she heard the peace in her arms, she immediately pointed to the mud on the ground, "Eat... Eat meat..."

"Good grandson, do you still have meat for grandma?"

Ping An immediately shook his head, "It's gone... It's gone..."

made Zhang's mother and Zhang's father laugh.

Father Zhang teased his grandson, drank the wine poured by his old son, and listened to the conversation between his wife and daughter-in-law. He felt that life was really getting better and better.