Chapter 382 Dad, I'm back!
Gao Xiulan interjected, "Life is pretty good for Guoba, too."
The calico cat Guoba is a girl, the third child in the family, and the most docile.
He can be touched at any time, walks slowly, and usually lives in the yard opposite.
The eldest brother Meiqiu and the second brother Xiaobai have had a bad aura since they were still drinking milk. They will fight if they stay together for a long time.
You kick me and I slap you in the mouth, and hair flies everywhere.
The third sister Guoba watched calmly from the side as the cat finished three servings of cat food.
After a long time, the size is only slightly smaller than a coal ball.
Lin Xiaotong sighed: "Guoba is the real bargain hunter who keeps a low profile."
Guoba mainly plays the role of a salted fish.
Cats have different personalities, and different cat lives are equally wonderful.
Ernengzi caught a glimpse of his son wiping the sweat off Chengzi's face and felt a pang of fear in his heart.
How can this kid be so bold?
Xie Yi looked at Ernengzi who was smiling awkwardly at him, with a puzzled look on his face.
"I have to go home and cook."
Er Nengzi blurted out: "I'm going too."
The couple looked at him in confusion at the same time and had no intention of cooking for him.
"What are you looking at? Humph, I'm going back to my house to cook!"
His face flushed, he raised his head, took big strides, and walked so fast that his crotch was almost pulled by his pants.
He hissed in pain and leaned against the door to catch his breath.
Jin Qiaofeng was so shocked when she heard this that she couldn't even eat the melon seeds.
"No, Guoqing, your dad wants to go into the kitchen!"
Guoqing immediately rushed over and ran ahead of his father.
"Let me cook. Grandpa Qian and I recently learned a new dish.
Ahem, Dad, I mean the weather is so hot, you should take a rest, I'll do it."
Er Nengzi is a kitchen bomb. As long as he touches meat or vegetables, no matter what dish it is, he can make it taste terrible.
Whenever he was cooking in the kitchen, the not-so-picky Meiqiu would stop and vomit a few times when passing by.
The bad-tempered Xiaobai cursed even more, and sometimes even chased after Ernengzi and cursed him.
Lin Xiaotong thought of what He Cuicui had told her last time about Ernengzi's innovative dishes, and she immediately shuddered.
Er Nengzi was still unaware of it, and he shook his head and sighed, looking very regretful.
"You all don't understand how delicious fried pork with grapes and peppers is."
Last summer, during the National Day holiday, we went out for study. Jin Qiaofeng was busy with business, and He Cuicui was not at home due to overtime work, so Er Nengzi was the only one at home.
When the tiger is not at home, Neng Zi can be king.
I don’t know where I got the courage and confidence from, but I actually started creating my own recipes.
The first dish was the Xie family’s grapes.
The grape vines of the Xie family in the backyard: Thank you, I would have left them to rot outside.
When Orange heard the name of this dish, he got goosebumps all over his body.
She couldn't think about it anymore. She hadn't eaten yet. She hugged the big orange cat and rushed to the backyard and evacuated quickly.
"Dad, I want to eat braised pork at noon."
There was originally stir-fried pork with chili peppers on the menu, but I’ve crossed it out now.
It’s not easy for my friends during the National Day.
Jin Qiaofeng grabbed Ernengzi's ear and said, "Can you please stop talking?
National Day, don't stir-fry meat with grapes for lunch today. No, don't stir-fry it with peppers!"
She was so angry that she lost her mind.
"knew."
Guoqing responded, and after frying the bamboo shoots and pork, he openly gave a bowl to Chengzi to try.
He got up early and went to the market to buy meat today. As a veteran worker at the comic book stall, his pocket money was much richer than his father's.
Gao Xiulan tasted the food and praised it generously: "Guoqing's cooking skills are getting better and better."
Not only is she a good cook, but she has also grown taller and has a cheerful and lively personality.
Its popularity in this area is like that of Tiger Head back then.
What remains unchanged is that I still like to hang out near her oranges.
The friendship between people who grew up together is still different.
Lin Xiaotong also thought: "Bamboo shoots are delicious cooked like this."
This was bought from Tian Caixia. The dried bamboo shoots and meat cooked together have a unique flavor.
Chengzi nodded hurriedly and picked up another piece of food with chopsticks and put it into her mother's bowl.
Xie Yi took a bite and felt a hint of crisis.
No, he has to find some time to ask Uncle Qian for some cooking tips.
"By the way, where is Dad?"
Gao Xiulan guessed what was going on in a second.
"I went out to eat with your uncle Zhou and the others. It must be that your father showed off too much, and his pockets must be bleeding."
After all, this is not the first or second time that this has happened.
Practice makes perfect.
She is used to it.
Lin Xiaotong wiped the table, put a bamboo mat on it, and brought out a large bowl of loofah and egg soup. Chengzi helped to serve the rice.
"Mom, Xiongchuan and the others will arrive at the station tonight. Let's just call a taxi and take them to Jingda's house to rest."
"That's it, and we'll have to pick a good day for the dinner."
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law huddled together and whispered, planning to check the calendar after dinner to see if there was a suitable day.
Guoqing in the front yard shouted outside: "Dad, come back for dinner."
"Here I come."
Xiaobai, who was staying at home, shook his head slightly.
It’s really unreliable for bipeds to raise babies.
…
In the evening, Xie Yi and Lin Xiaotong went to the train station to pick people up in advance, and Chengzi followed them.
After that, the three of them maintained the same posture, standing on tiptoe, with their heads held high, their eyes like radars searching for people in the dark crowd.
"Xie Dayi, Xiaotong, Chengzi, we are here."
Xiong Chuan rushed over carrying a big bag, his floral shirt and shorts still looked so bright in the night.
Xie Yi looked at it for a long time and felt a little dizzy.
The two grown men clapped each other's shoulders.
"Okay, you."
Lin Xiaotong came forward and helped take the luggage from Chi Yao's hands.
"The car is right outside. Let's go back quickly. There are too many mosquitoes outside."
Chi Yao nodded with a friendly smile on her face.
The sisters Chengzi and Chuyi walked together holding hands.
Chuyi is 8 years old this year. He doesn't like to move, doesn't like to laugh, and looks like someone who is not easy to mess with.
Xie Yi helped put the luggage into the trunk and took the fan to fan himself.
"By the way, do you want to go back to the compound and sleep with Chengzi on the first night of the New Year?"
The two children answered in unison: "Of course."
The adults looked at the two of them, one big and one small, stuck together with amusement.
Then let’s send Xiong Chuan and Chi Yao to the Peking University staff housing first, and bring them back to the compound directly on the first day of the new year.
Xiong Chuan hissed, "I never thought I could live in a house at Kyoto University."
It feels a bit strange living here.
"Where do you want to go tomorrow?"
Chi Yao thought for a moment and asked, "Can we go visit the Tiananmen Gate Tower now?"
Lin Xiaotong nodded: "Yes, New Year's Day 1989 will be fine."
The ticket price for visiting is 10 yuan, and the tower is open to people from all over the world.
At that time, the average monthly income per person was around 145 yuan, and a ticket to the exhibition was not a piece of cake.
But there are still people who are willing to save money and go to the top of the city wall to take a look.
Old Xie's family also went there, and the money was well spent.
When the photos were developed, Xie Da Jiao almost cried with excitement.
Later, he couldn't control himself and started crying loudly, and no matter how Gao Xiulan tried to comfort him, he wouldn't stop.
It also woke up Zhima, who was sleeping in the quilt. He stuck out his cat head and stared at the tearful biped.
Not only that, every year on Orange’s birthday, he would go to take a photo in front of Tiananmen Square.
Xiong Chuan was very envious: "We are here this time, we must go and see it too!"
Chuyi nodded vigorously.
Lin Xiaotong looked at her watch and it was almost 11 o'clock at night.
"It's getting late. You should get some rest. We'll go visit the city wall tomorrow morning."
Chuyi waved goodbye to his parents and followed Chengzi back to the compound.
She and Sister Orange had already agreed in a letter to live in the same room.
She was very curious about the litter of cats in the compound.
After everyone left, Xiong Chuan closed the door and went into the house: "Why are our Chuyi and Chengzi so close?
Even as a dad, I'm a little jealous."
Chi Yao closed the door and coaxed the man: "It's okay, it's good for us to be together."
"Wife~"
Xiongchuan came up.
…
The next morning at nine o'clock, the group climbed the stairs to the Tiananmen Gate Tower on time.
The weather is a bit stuffy in the summer. Standing on the city wall, behind you are the tall red walls and the city tower with carved beams and painted rafters.
Looking into the distance, you can see the Monument to the People's Heroes, and a red flag fluttering in the wind on the central axis.
Probably this perspective
A surge of emotion gushed out from my chest, and I couldn't help but raise my right hand and salute.
After coming down the stairs, Chuyi shook Chi Yao's hand.
Chi Yao bent down slightly and heard her daughter say in her ear: "Mom, I want to apply to a military academy in the future."
Her eyes were full of surprise: "Okay."
Lin Xiaotong stood in the distance and took a picture of the two people high-fiving with a camera.
"Xie Dayi, I want to eat roast duck for lunch."
"Brother, can you please talk nicely? You're so hot against me."
"That won't do."
These two people are like a pair of funny people, and their conversation is like a crosstalk.
She took the camera and turned into a photographer, taking pictures non-stop.
"Stand still, I'm taking the picture. One, two, three, OK."
…
Someone came to the third uncle's house in the alley today. Song Chenlie came to see his third uncle again with a lot of bags.
The third uncle was naturally happy, but he was still a little worried that it would disturb the child's rest.
She said, "You are busy with work, so you don't have to come here often. I have everything I need."
Song Chenlie agreed obediently, although he would do the same next time.
After graduating from university, he was assigned to work in a government department and has not yet started a family.
His parents were also busy with their research work, and his grandfather Song Huaizhang was still recuperating after returning from the cowshed.
I usually grow flowers and vegetables in my yard.
When he is not busy on weekends, he will spend time with his grandfather and third uncle.
I took his grandfather for a walk yesterday. Thinking that I hadn't been to the compound for two weeks, I said goodbye to my family and came here.
Song's father and mother knew about the help from the third uncle, so they would bring a lot of supplements to their home during the Chinese New Year every year.
The two old people go to the hospital for physical examinations on time every year. The third uncle's health has improved a lot since he opened the convenience store.
Song Chenlie went to the vegetable market today and bought some pork belly. He was cooking in the kitchen at the back wearing an apron.
The third uncle was helping out on the side, and the relationship between the grandfather and grandson was very harmonious.
He is very satisfied with his current ordinary life.
At the Xie family's house, just across the wall, Gao Xiulan smelled the aroma of meat and turned to Xie Da Jiao and said, "It must be Lie Wazi coming over."
"Oh, we're out of salt. I'll go get some from the front counter."
The third uncle walked to the front and took out a bag of salt from the counter of his own store.
He picked up the scissors on the table and cut a small hole in the salt bag.
I hummed a little tune and looked forward to today's lunch.
Just as I was about to go to the back, I heard footsteps of someone coming in.
Thinking it was someone coming to buy something, I turned around and asked, "What do you want?"
Who would have thought that before he could see the man's appearance clearly, the man in front of him knelt down without saying a word.
His eyes were filled with tears and his voice was choked with sobs.
The next words hit the Third Uncle like a heavy hammer on the forehead.
"Dad—I'm back!"
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