After Li Dongbing got home, Li Jianguo hadn't gotten off work yet, and his years of habit made him walk into the kitchen (a low bungalow) The oil, salt, sauce and vinegar are complete, but it is also oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, oh! And some sugar.

Well, there are a lot of rice noodles, because it is spring, there are still some Chinese cabbage in storage, and a few eggs, which is all the ingredients. If you still want to eat, you can go to the market and buy it, which is convenient. That's a lot richer than it was a few years ago. But for the era that is accustomed to what the later generations want, it is very different.

Li Dongbing thinks it's better to simmer the rice first and then figure out what to eat, although rice cookers have begun to become popular, but for a working class like the Li family, they can't afford it. Therefore, the stewed rice is still an aluminum pot with a small pot (we actually call the aluminum pot a steel bell pot there). Fetch water, wash rice, open the gas stove (liquefied gas tank with stove) and stew rice.

There is a saying that when everything happens too coincidentally, it is not a coincidence: if it is not by chance, it is premeditated. The results were perfectly interpreted in Xiao Li's classmates today. When the fire of the gas stove was lit, Li Dongbing, who was bending over with a match in his hand, also had a "boom" in his mind like a lit gas stove, which made our little Li stunned in place. This also caused the real gas flame to ignite Li Dongbing's hair directly.

"I#%$&"

Li Dongbing, who reacted, couldn't take care of it much, and directly buckled the water in the aluminum pot on his head. But there was a small basin in the aluminum pot, and in the small pot was washed rice and water. Buckle down, the scene can be imagined.

But now I can't control the mess of the place, because the chance is coincidentally united. It's just that it's so out of place.

It didn't take long, and after taking it in, Li Dongbing's mind tumbled with a turbulent wave of information. The one who started it was the disappeared, portable hard drive. Yes, it reappeared and started the data transfer.

"What is this? That's a lot of information! Chinese Studies, Quintessence of China, Taoist Collection, Music, Opera, Cooking, Island Movies? Oh! This one doesn't. A large amount of information poured into Li Dongbing's brain, almost forcing the brain to shut down.

The palace of the king of Hades in the capital city: "Old Fan, it seems that the data in the hard disk has been passed out, you and I are considered a merit, and the Chinese civilization cannot be discarded." Besides, there are some methods of self-cultivation and heart training, building a foundation and knotting Dan, if he practices well, maybe he can achieve an earth immortal, isn't it beautiful? It's just that how did such a task end up in the hands of our brothers? Bai Wuchang still chattered.

"Raw......... Dead Book ...... Belch. Black Impermanence still stuttered. The result was another half-sentence.

Li Jianguo had nothing to do at the unit this afternoon. At a peek, the leader wants to go to the bureau for a meeting, and there is a basic principle of most old fritters - I will leave as soon as the leader leaves.

Since Liu Fengyan went to middle school, dinner was eaten by father and son, Lao Li Lu bought a smoked chicken rack with chicken breasts, chicken breasts and some minced meat for the children to eat, and the others just served their own wine.

And the moment Li Jianguo entered the door, he happened to see his son standing at the kitchen door with a pot on his head. The fire on the gas stove was still spewing. There is also a small aluminum basin on the ground and a mixture of rice and water in one place.

Lao Li, who is a fan of his son, made up a picture in his own brain, and the child wanted to steam rice but accidentally put the hot pot on his head. So he hurriedly ran over, turned off the gas first, and then turned his head and asked anxiously:

"What's the matter? Is it hot? Scared or not? Speak! ”

Li Dongbing was receiving a large amount of information pouring into his mind at this time. There was no time to be distracted, and from the outside, it looked like a stupid person, standing straight and still.

Li Jianguo saw his son like this, and he was also furious. Experience told him that the child should be scared. Lao Li has heard about children being scared out of their souls since he was a child, but this is the first time he has encountered it. Without saying a word, he bent down and picked up his son and ran to the third grandmother's house in the neighborhood.

The third grandmother is a famous goddess in this area. It's just that in the past few years, the anti-feudal superstition has stopped. But if there is a red and white birthday in the neighborhood, you have to ask the old lady to show the yellow calendar, pick an auspicious time or something. The old lady's grandson Da Lei is still Li Dongbing's best friend. The nickname of Lu Daochang was called by Da Lei.

When Li Jianguo carried Li Dongbing out of the hospital, Li Dongbing also came to his senses.

"Dad...... Dad, what are you doing? ”

"Find your third grandmother to call you a soul"

"Dad! I didn't lose my soul, I'm not good, you let me down first. ”

.........After a while, Lao Li put down his son, and couldn't help but stand there and sigh, "You said that these three grandmothers are really not simple, I just said that I wanted to bring you over, and you will return to your soul." ”

"........." Li Dongbing was speechless, after receiving so much information and knowledge, the whole person has undergone a lot of changes, and his mind has become more mature. (originally in his thirties) said secretly: "My father, if you know how capable your son is now, I'm afraid you won't believe in the third grandmother again!" Oh! Be low-key, low-key. In the future, my fun is to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. The corners of his mouth gradually turned up and grinned, fortunately there were ears in his way.

As a result, dinner was still made by Li Jianguo, rice, fried cabbage, egg soup, and a smoked chicken rack that was almost thrown into the house. While cooking, Lao Li was thinking: "It's time for Feng Yan to teach Dongdong to cook, and it's also a twelve-year-old child." It also saves the fact that every time I cook in the future, it will be the same as today, and it will be like a ghost sweeping. ”

After dinner, the old and the young are busy with their own things, of course Li Dongbing is pretending to write his homework, in fact, if he wants to finish it, he will finish it a long time ago, but it's always good to be low-key, it's not a good thing to be too demonic. Li Jianguo was drinking a little wine while struggling with a few pieces of chicken ribs, and the one that was gnawed was called clean, and it was estimated that he would have to scold the street for eating dogs.

When the time reached half past eight, Li Jianguo packed up the table and wine bottles: "Dongdong!" After finishing your homework, wash and sleep by yourself, I'll pick up your mother from work."

"Oh! Got it."

In this era, after nine o'clock in the evening, there is basically no one on the road. (Except in summer, I will describe it separately in the future) Liu Fengyan went to the middle and night shifts, and Li Jianguo must be sent one after another, because Liu Fengyan was afraid of walking at night.

At ten o'clock, at the gate of the textile factory, more than a dozen bicycles were waiting, and it seemed that Liu Fengyan was not only afraid of walking at night. The riders are all old men, with one foot on the ground and the other on the pedals; Smoking a cigarette with one hand and holding the handlebar with the other, it's the same as the one you've trained. From time to time, when a bicycle comes out, there will be an old man who takes a puff of cigarette and throws the cigarette fart on the ground, kicks the ground, and rides to follow. (You said that it was so late that the day was not wrong)

Liu Fengyan came out late today, Li Jianguo wasted an extra cigarette, and most of the remaining trees were reluctant to throw away, so he simply put it in his mouth and rode a bicycle to follow.

"Feng Yan, what do you think happened to our son today? Today........."

This big mouth.

You say he has both hands on the handlebars and can smoke while talking, how the hell is that done?