I don't know why, Su Qingfeng always felt that Jiang Feng looked at him a little strangely.

It's like...... He knew himself as well.

The two looked at each other, and when Jiang Feng's eyes touched Su Qingfeng, he silently removed his head and lowered his head.

This kid didn't know if he was born or not, Su Qingfeng didn't see him show any traces of laughter, and the corners of his mouth naturally pursed downward, fierce, more like a wolf cub.

Lin Duanyang didn't seem to see the undercurrent between the two, urging them to hurry into the house, this snowy day in the northeast is not for fun.

Take a dip in the snow and ice, and it won't be long before the urine will freeze into ice.

Not to mention that Jiang Feng was only wearing clothes filled with reed wadding.

Even a stranger like Su Qingfeng was a little frightened.

It's a miracle that this kid is still alive until now.

As soon as he walked into the house, the warm temperature made Jiang Feng shiver all of a sudden.

It seems that the cold in the body is driven out at once.

Song Jinxiu saw Jiang Feng and saw that he was a little embarrassed, so he didn't have time to introduce the existence of Su Siwei and his son, but walked off the kang with some distress and took Jiang Feng in his arms:

"You kid, your temper is stubborn. They all said that they didn't need to bring anything to see us, but they didn't bring anything and didn't come. You are stupid, those of us who are elders have not given you anything, what are you doing for us? ”

Jiang Feng himself is just a child.

Jiang Feng pursed his lips, a little greedy for such an embrace.

As if in this way, it reminds him of his late mother.

Su Qingfeng pondered, he and his father should also leave.

It was only at this time that Professor Tang suddenly coughed again.

He wore glasses with one leg missing, squinted at the crumpled paper in his hand, and held a charcoal pen in his other.

What he wrote, Su Qingfeng couldn't understand.

The profession is not right.

If he writes about a hundred ways to make fish soup, he can say that he can do it for a day and a night, without stumbling.

In fact, not to mention that Su Qingfeng couldn't understand it, even the other people present couldn't understand it at all.

Seeing that Professor Tang was coughing, Zhou Sheng frowned and said in disapproval: "Old Tang, you should rest." ”

Professor Tang turned a deaf ear.

Zhou Sheng was helpless, so he changed his words, "Xiao Feng has come to see you." ”

Professor Tang slowly turned his head and looked over.

He first focused on Su Qingfeng, his eyes were slightly relieved, and then when he saw the small bag in Jiang Feng's hand, he instantly straightened his face and was a little displeased: "Didn't I ask you not to bring anything next time?" ”

Jiang Feng pursed his lips, opened the bag, exposed the bran, and said stiffly, "I'm the landlord's dog anyway, there are no good things, if you don't like the bran, then throw it away." ”

After speaking, Jiang Feng's eyes turned red.

If the jade pendant is gone, it will be gone.

Anyway, that kind of thing isn't worth much these days.

Even if it's worth more money in the future, he can't keep this kind of thing.

He was just sad, even if he lost the jade pendant, he couldn't get it for millet.

Hearing Jiang Feng's words, Professor Tang threw away the charcoal pen, and his thin face made him look a little more serious.

"Nonsense! Eating bran is the most nutritious, and I used to love eating it like this, just like this. ”

Su Qingfeng looked at this scene with a smile.

Life here is hard.

But at the same time, he felt that life here was very sweet.

Spiritual.

Of course, only in Sujia Village.

Sujia Village has the captain and the village party secretary, plus it is close to the ravine, so there are not so many messy things.

If it were placed somewhere else, such as Castle Peak Village......

Su Qingfeng shook his head silently in his heart.

Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, Su Qingfeng and Su Siwei have no plans to stay for a long time, and they probably said a conversation and left.

As he spoke, Su Qingfeng observed that Professor Tang seemed to be writing and drawing on paper all the time.

The paper was almost full, and many of the calculations could only be roughly written on the wall.

He really couldn't look at it, and it seemed that he took out a fancy notebook and a pencil from the bag next to him, but he actually took them out of the system warehouse.

These things were bought from Zhang Limin last time.

Later, Su Qingfeng felt that it was dangerous to put it in the room and it was easy to be discovered, so he put it in the warehouse again.

Now it's time to make a draft for Professor Tang.

I saw Professor Tang looking at this childlike book with some surprise, and then gritted his teeth, and tore off the cover in a daze, leaving only the inner core of the paper.

Su Qingfeng was stunned, and immediately reacted quickly.

Professor Tang was afraid that he would find something at that time, and he followed the clues of the book and involved himself.

Su Qingfeng took over the cover with some complicated feelings.

With this stubble, Su Qingfeng and Professor Tang also chatted.

It's just that this chat is a one-sided conversation with Professor Tang.

Su Qingfeng only heard a rough idea, Professor Tang's research direction is CNC machine tools.

According to Su Qingfeng's memory, during this period of time, the top paid more attention to the development of the machine tool industry.

However, it was not until the mid-to-late 70s that the development and production of CNC machine tools were fully launched.

Professor Tang has been developing this kind of thing so early......

Su Qingfeng listened to him nagging there for a long time, and the rest was too profound for him to understand.

Because...... He's just a liberal arts student who can cook!!

So when he was leaving, Su Qingfeng inevitably felt a sense of relief.

It's Professor Tang, it's rare to say something for so long, and there are still people who have been listening carefully, and he himself is still a little unsatisfied.

Su Qingfeng was furious by him, for fear that he would be stopped, and he was embarrassed to refuse, so he pulled Su Siwei and slipped away.

It wasn't until he was far away that Professor Tang snorted, "This kid ......"

Jiang Feng sat on the kang, touched the warm futon, and looked intently at the backs of the Su family's father and son, the changes here ...... It seems that they all brought it.

Just thinking about it, he suddenly heard Song Jinxiu call him.

"Xiao Feng, give me your jacket, I dismantled the old bedding before, and there is still a little cotton in it, just re-stuff your jacket, otherwise it's all reeds, how can this survive the winter?"

Jiang Feng's heart jumped suddenly.

Sour and soft.

……

Su Qingfeng and his father have been out for a while.

When I got home, I saw that my mother began to toss again.

The little old lady is an idle character, and she started making dumplings early.

Li Jingna fought with the "pork belly" he brought, and the affection he obtained, and happily made a request, saying what kind of pork and cabbage stuffing he wanted to eat, sauerkraut pork stuffing, and dumplings stuffed with leeks and eggs.

By the way, the dumplings filled with leeks and eggs, the fillings must be made by Su Qingfeng, this kid has a hand in making leek eggs.

When Su Qingfeng heard this, he grinded his teeth secretly.

For the sake of the meat, endure it!

He decided.

After the dumplings filled with leeks and eggs are steamed, none of them will be left for Li Jing, so that he can see what is the farthest distance in the world.

You can see it, but you can't eat it.

Thinking about it, Su Qingfeng squeezed his ass away and was still forcing Lai Lai Li Jing, half threatening and half tempting, and asked him to go to the kitchen obediently to chop the meat filling.

It's the hardest part of the job.

It is most appropriate to hand it over to him.

Unconsciously, the smoke of every household has risen in the air.

Su Qingfeng pinched the dumplings in his hand while looking at the new couplet on the door.

The family welcomes the New Year happily, and peace and good luck come inside and outside.

Horizontal batch: Four seasons are safe.

It's quite in line with Su Qingfeng's thoughts.

People live for a lifetime, don't always think about making a lot of money desperately, money, always make not enough.

Peace is the true blessing.

With such a good wish, he put a penny coin into the dumpling filling in his hand.

Li Jing saw Su Qingfeng staring at the dumplings in his hand in a daze, and it was rare to put down his hand that was sore because of chopping the filling, and said quietly: "Do you want to do some hands and feet, so that at night, you can eat more dumplings with blessings." ”

Of course Su Qingfeng knew this tradition.

It is to put coins in the dumplings, and whoever can eat dumplings with coins will be blessed in the coming year.

Su Qingfeng sneered, "You think I'm like you?" ”

After saying that, he silently made a small mark on the dumplings, and then put them on the cutting board lightly.

How can this cook's work be called hands and feet?

It's so speechless.

At this time, the dumplings were already steaming in the stove.

This year is a good year, the harvest in the field, the family is also happy, the old lady is happy, it is rare to make white-flour dumplings, the family sits on the kang, in front of a large plate of dumplings, drooling.

There is also a bottle of vinegar next to it, who can't eat enough will continue to add, in order to take care of Li Jing's taste, garlic, green onions, that is everything.

What is the saying?

Dumplings dipped in vinegar, the more you eat, the more you have!

Su Qingfeng sandwiched a dumpling for the old lady, the old man and his father, each with a dumpling, this white-flour dumpling was full of filling, it looked chubby, and it was a little naïve.

Because it was Su Qingfeng's filial piety to his elders, the four of them didn't think much about it, so they took a bite of it.

This bite almost didn't break the tooth.

They looked at the coins in the dumpling filling, looked at Su Qingfeng, and saw him smiling and groaning, now, what else do they not know.

Even Li Jing couldn't help but be stunned.

He thought he was ...... This guy will keep the dumplings for himself.

The small episode seems to be fleeting, but the atmosphere on the kang is getting better and better.

The dumplings were not too much, enough for everyone to eat until they were full, and then the old man fumbled on the kang for a while, and finally took out a wooden box with some paint off.

Looking at the wooden box, everyone vaguely knew what to do next.

Even with Fengxia and Jiqiu, he didn't laugh, and obediently put his hands on his lap and didn't say a word.

I saw the old man open the wooden box, revealing a stack of money tickets inside.

"We have been in charge of the family for so many years, although there will be troubles at home, but we finally stumbled over."

"I and your mother, I must have lived with the army, the house at home is also according to each room, separated, the big deal is to build a road wall in the middle, when the time comes, each family will live their own life, and your mother and I will not interfere."

"As for the family's savings, I will tell you clearly, a total of three hundred and sixty-eight yuan, four cents and five, your mother and I will take one hundred yuan as pension money, and the rest of the money will be divided equally between the three houses, no problem, right?"

The old man and the old lady took almost a third of the money, and then lived with the big house, if it was usual, Feng Sufen made a fuss, and felt that this division was unfair.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows it.

Su Dajun of the big house is honest and honest, and his son Su Yuehua is also an honest man, and the two honest people have nothing to do except farming.

Even the goat's milk at home has to be offered to Xiang Hongying.

But the crowd accepted it.

Not for anything else, just for the eldest son of the big house, and he will have to bear the lion's share of the old man's pension in the future, just this point, even if he gives an extra hundred yuan, what can he do?

Not to mention that Su Qingfeng now holds a job in his hand, and a hundred yuan can be earned back in three months at most.

Thinking about it this way, this stubble was also lifted amicably.

Next, there is the question of pension money.

When he said this, the old man muttered for a while, "Your grandmother and I haven't reached the time when we need to support the elderly, and we just split up this year, I'm afraid that the family will eat, drink, and chew, and pots and pans will cost a sum of money, and at the end of the year, one hundred and fifty catties of coarse grain for a room, as for the money...... I'll mention it later. ”

The old man was afraid that if he asked too much, his children and grandchildren would have a pimple in their hearts and be unhappy.

When the time comes, a good year will also be stirred up.

Besides, when he said this, he had also discussed with the old lady before, while they could still work in the fields in the past few years, if they could not drag down their children and grandchildren, they would not be dragged down.

As a parent, you really have to feel sorry for your children, who doesn't want to add a little burden to your children.

Seeing the old man's cautious appearance, Su Siwei, a person who has always been heartless, felt a little uncomfortable.

He coughed, and the smile on his face was back in the past, "Dad, why are your eyes still red during the New Year?" It's all an old vegetable gang, and it's still a young one? We're separated, isn't it also a village, and when we usually meet, it's just a few steps away, but as for this, it seems that we can't see each other for a lifetime? ”

As soon as he heard this, the sadness that the old man had brewed was suddenly shattered.

This turtle son is always so heartless.

But not to mention, being interrupted by him like this, it doesn't seem to be so sullen and uncomfortable in my heart.

Su Qingfeng sat on the kang, suddenly remembered something, patted his head, didn't say anything, got up and got off the kang, and ran to his room.

This posture startled Li Jingdu beside him.

He touched the place where Su Qingfeng was sitting, a little puzzled.

This place doesn't burn your buttocks.

When I saw Su Qingfeng come back again, I saw him carrying a hemp bag.

The crowd looked at him curiously.

Su Qingfeng was not ambiguous, he didn't make any fuss, and opened the bag directly.

Every summer and autumn are still in school, and what they are given is a notebook and a pen.

The third sister Yingchun said that she was going to the theater, so Su Qingfeng gave her a box of alabaster.

For the remaining women, Su Qingfeng also sent two hair rings.

Don't look at Su Qingfeng doesn't care about this hair ring, but they can't be happy.

How beautiful is this hair ring, no one in the village has ever had such a hair ring at all, maybe it is a new style from the provincial capital or even Shanghai.

Wait until tomorrow on the first day of the new year to bring a guest, that's called a foreign atmosphere!

3, 10,000 two ends

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