Chapter 409: Filial Da Mao and Er Mao, especially like their uncle

"Of course, let's eat something first."

Luo Xinxin handed over the bag, which contained meat buns.

"Thank you, niece-in-law."

It was around ten in the morning and almost time for lunch. Li Long was indeed hungry, so he took a meat bun and ate it. He ate it in a much more elegant manner than the high priest.

"Why are you so polite?"

Seeing his mature appearance, Luo Xinxin couldn't help but feel itchy and patted him lightly on the head.

Li Long blushed, tilted his head, and said seriously: "Niece-in-law, I am the elder!"

"I know, Uncle Long~~~"

Luo Xinxin deliberately dragged out the ending tone to tease him, making his neck red. He didn't dare to eat the buns anymore. She smiled and said, "Get in the car. Eat less buns. I've stewed a big pot of mutton at home. Let's go back and have meat!"

“The buns are delicious too.”

Li Long munched on the bun delicately. This was his second time eating a meat bun. The first time was when he went to the county town with his master. His master had made some money and generously treated him to meat buns.

At that time, he just thought it was the most delicious thing in the world, but it was still not as good as the buns from his niece's wife's house. The skin was thin, the meat was rich, and the oil was full. When he took a bite, the oil would gush out, and he had to catch it with his mouth, otherwise it would drip onto the ground.

Luo Xinxin smiled and said that once this kid eats mutton, he will know that mutton is more delicious.

Li Rong was driving the carriage, and she and Li Long were sitting in it. There had been a heavy snowfall a few days ago, and the snow had been melting in the past two days. The road was bumpy, but Xiaohong was driving slowly, so the carriage was relatively stable.

While eating buns, Li Long looked at the scenery on the roadside curiously. Just as his niece-in-law said, the trees on both sides of the road were bare, and there was no green in the fields, which looked a bit desolate.

Unlike their place, it is green all year round, but there are too few fields in the mountains and the food grown is not enough to eat. So from this point of view, the north is still better.

"It will be beautiful in March. It's a pity you have to go back to school. Otherwise, you could stay longer and come back during summer vacation. It's not hot here in the summer!"

Luo Xinxin saw what he was thinking. She was not used to it when she first came here, but she got used to it after living there for a long time.

"OK."

Li Long agreed, as he also wanted to see what the Northwest was like in summer.

Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. Going out more often can broaden your horizons and increase your knowledge. He cannot be a superficial frog in a well.

We returned to the family building just in time for dinner. There was a big pot of stewed mutton, and the aroma was wafting in the air. However, the people in the family building were not greedy today because they also had meat. Even the most stingy people would buy a few hard dishes for the New Year.

The high priest took Da Mao and Er Mao to play at the door. Seeing them so happy, Li Long felt very warm in his heart. The master still cared about him very much.

"We're waiting for you to come back for dinner. If you don't come back soon, the mutton will get cold, and it won't taste good when it's cold."

The high priest rushed into the house without even glancing at his apprentice. All he had in mind and eyes was the mutton soup.

Li Long...he was just being sentimental!

"Uncle..."

Ermao shouted happily and ran over like a little duck with his short legs.

Li Long bent down and picked up the child. The heavy feeling of the child falling down made him feel a little overwhelmed after just a short while.

"Uncle!"

Damao walked over steadily, raised his head and called out crisply, saying that he also wanted his uncle to hold him.

Li Long had no choice but to put Ermao down and pick up Damao, but Ermao was not happy. He felt that his uncle didn't hold him as long as his brother, so he hugged Li Long's legs and kept calling, "Uncle, uncle, uncle, uncle... hug me!"

So Li Long had to put Damao down again and pick up Ermao.

But Damao was not happy either. Although he would not bark all the time, he would stare at you with his big black eyes, his eyes full of accusations, which made Li Long feel very ashamed.

In this way, he took turns holding the two children, holding Da Mao and then Er Mao, and then Er Mao and then Da Mao, and so on and so forth, and soon he was exhausted and collapsed.

"Uncle, uncle, uncle, uncle..."

Ermao was still shouting, his voice so loud that it could reach the sky.

Li Long pressed his solar plexus and said helplessly: "Stop shouting, let my uncle rest!"

"Take a break..."

Ermao didn't understand what "rest" meant, but that didn't stop him from learning.

Damao understood and ran back to the house. He quickly came out with a small stool in his arms, placed it next to Li Long, patted it a few times, and shouted, "Sit!"

Li Long immediately felt his hands and waist no longer aching. He gently touched Damao's head and said with a smile, "Thank you, Damao!"

Damao curled the corner of his mouth slightly to indicate that you're welcome.

Ermao opened his mouth and tilted his head, thinking about something. He was too focused, and a drop of saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth and hung on his chin, threatening to drip down at any time.

Li Long took out a handkerchief and wiped the saliva off his chin, but the little guy didn't cooperate and ran away. In the room, Zhi Honglan was arranging the dishes, and Luo Xinxin and Li Rong were writing thank-you letters, and they had to write three.

The staff at Longyang Station, the station in Henan, and Helan Station have all taken care of Li Long. The child is quite attentive and has written down the names of all the staff who have helped him.

Luo Weian had just finished preparing the medicine and came over to eat when he saw his beloved great-grandson move a stool to the side of the cabinet, step on the stool, and reach out to take the biscuits on the cabinet.

"You can only eat one piece. You have to eat right away."

Luo Xinxin didn't stop them, but she set a limit on the number of biscuits, otherwise they would be full of snacks and would not be able to eat the main meal.

"Uncle, eat!"

Ermao stood on tiptoe and tried hard to reach the biscuit box, but he was still a little short. In desperation, he supported himself on the cabinet with both hands and tried to climb up to get it.

"No, Grandpa will get it for you!"

Luo Wei was so anxious that he almost jumped out. If he fell down, at best he would get his skin broken, and at worst he would get a hole in his head. It would be so painful!

"Need not!"

Ermao refused, but his father said that he should do his own thing and it was not like he couldn't get it.

Luo Weian couldn't persuade the child, so he could only watch from the side, holding the biscuit box in the air with his hands so that he could catch it if it fell. However, his worries were in vain. Ermao climbed up smoothly and moved the biscuit box to the side. Then he climbed down again, successfully stepped on the stool, and ran out to find his uncle with the biscuit box in his arms.

Luo Xinxin smiled. She knew Ermao would not fall because the child had climbed over cabinets several times, even higher wardrobes. He was already a mature habitual offender.

"Uncle...eat!"

Ermao's voice came from outside. Whenever he was tired from playing, he could recover by eating, so he ran back to get some biscuits for his uncle.

"Thank you Ermao!"

Li Long was a little annoyed at first, after all, the two children were so noisy, but now he just felt ashamed. He shouldn't have been so filial to his nephew!

Luo Weian saw this and said with satisfaction: "Da Mao and Er Mao are so filial!"

A hundred times better than his unfilial descendants!

“It’s time to eat!”

Zhi Honglan came in with a plate of stir-fried Chinese cabbage. The green Chinese cabbage was very rare in the northwest in winter and could not be bought even if you had money.

This was what she and Li Guimei grew in the house. They made a box with wooden boards, filled it with soil, and placed it in a warm house. It can be eaten in half a month. She also grew bean sprouts and pea seedlings, which can improve the food every now and then.

Luo Xinxin took out the orange juice and looked around. She didn't see Old Lady Luo, so she asked. It seemed that she had rarely seen this old lady in the past few days, and her eyes and ears were much quieter.