Chapter 74 Tracking

Xinbao said: "Just look for it! Hong, look for it!"

Seeing that her brother still didn't understand, she ran over with her short legs and grabbed a date: "Hong Zhao!"

The third brother laughed: "Oh, red is the right way to find it, red is not the right way to find it, look for it, I understand."

He was staggering with laughter, putting things into the pot as he laughed.

Red dates, ginseng, wolfberries and various spices were boiled on high heat for a quarter of an hour, and then simmered on low heat. The third brother coaxed his sister to play, and came in from time to time to add some firewood and control the fire. It lasted for about an hour.

When the pot was ready, Brother Tang and his friends came back and asked as soon as they entered the door: "Is the chicken stewed? It smells so good?"

"Oh, yes!" The third brother ran into the kitchen, lifted the lid, and the fragrance wafted out.

The third brother scooped a little with a spoon, blew it cool, tasted it, and exclaimed.

The second brother smiled and said, "How is it?"

The silly third brother said nothing, carried the casserole over, scooped a little with a big spoon, and put it close to his mouth.

The second elder brother thought it was a bit indecent and hesitated for a moment, but when he looked at the soup in the casserole, which was bright yellow and full of fragrance, he couldn't help but be curious, so he leaned over and took a sip. It was smooth and fragrant, with a slight aroma of medicine, rich and not greasy, and it was really delicious.

The third brother turned the spoon and asked the fourth brother Tang to taste the rest. He looked at them and asked, "How is it?"

The second brother smiled and nodded.

Tiehanhan put his hands on his waist and smacked his lips, "You know how many chickens my mother has wasted over the years! No, I have to call my mother back and ask her to taste them herself. She won't let me move because she's afraid I'll waste something. My cooking skills are much better than hers!"

He put down the casserole and ran away.

The second brother laughed and shook his head.

After a while, the third brother really called Tang Qingshan and his wife back.

After cooking a big pot of noodles, the family ate up the whole pot of chicken soup. After they finished eating, the silly third brother was still nagging, so Mrs. Lin kicked him and said, "Okay, if you think I'm not doing a good job, then I won't do it anymore and you can do it!"

She walked away proudly.

Third brother: “…”

He scratched his head.

Fortunately, Brother Tang and his friends all know how to cook at night.

Brother Tang had mixed the dough in advance, picked some long beans and chopped them up, then soaked and cut the vermicelli, mixed some meat in it, and made big buns with three-grain flour to eat.

When it comes to making dumplings, only Mrs. Lin and the second brother in the family are good at it. They make them beautifully, with each dumpling having the same folds. Then they wash a handful of sprouts, add some cold dishes and make some soup, and it's a meal again, which is quite delicious.

While eating, Tiehanhan sighed: "This is what life is all about!!"

Xinbao held a bun bigger than her face in both hands, munching and eating it with great relish, while adding the last word: "Fuck!"

Mrs. Lin was afraid that she would choke, so she fed her daughter soup from time to time. At the same time, she thought: "Today I saw the old house of the Tang family..."

"Mother!" Tie Hanhan said, "Stop talking now. Will you let me eat?"

Mrs. Lin slapped him casually, but didn't say anything else until everyone had finished eating. Milk ball had a greasy face, and the third brother took her hand and went out to wash her face.

Madam Lin took the bun that she had gnawed into a watermelon rind and gave it to Tang Qingshan, while continuing, "I saw that man. He looks like he knows some kung fu. You all should be careful."

Brother Tang responded.

After all, if there is any grudge, it is against their family.

It’s funny to think about it. After working so hard to raise a pet for so many years, I ended up raising a grudge against it.

But the Tang family was on high alert, but the man left. It was said that he just came to visit Tang Sanshui and left after visiting him? ?

Although they found it hard to believe, they gradually relaxed their composure after not seeing this man for several days.

Because it is not suitable to eat radishes when eating ginseng, all the radishes in the field were sold to the Lin family. Brother Tang didn't even notice it, so Xinbao planted another crop of spinach.

So during this period, what was sent to the Lin family were cabbage, spinach, leeks and bean sprouts.

Since long beans can be stored and dried in the sun, I keep them for my own consumption.

Tang Jinguo was wandering around when he came back to report: "Brother Chang, I heard that Chen Yuhua goes to the village entrance every day to wait for your eldest brother! Sister Yuner had a quarrel with her, and she said that she didn't even want the windmill your eldest brother gave her!"

Brother Tang San waved his hands and said, "Impossible! Chen Yuhua's overbite and big mouth are so ugly that I can't bear to look at her any longer. My eldest brother doesn't like her!"

Second brother: “…”

Even he was speechless. He was too good at finding faults. If Chen Yuhua heard this, she would probably be so angry that she would die.

He quickly interrupted: "Okay, why are you talking about this to someone who has nothing to do with you?"

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Brother Tang San himself was not interested, so he sent his younger brother away and said, "I am so bored! I want to go up the mountain and play!"

The second brother Ke was helpless and asked Naituanzi, "Did Xinbao dream?"

Xinbao shook his head: "No."

"Think about it carefully, really not?"

Xinbao thought about it carefully and said, "Really not."

"Okay," the second brother said, "Go ahead."

The third brother couldn't hold it in any longer, and suddenly he perked up, "Let's go! Let's go play!"

When they went out this time, they had a lot of new things to do. The fourth brother made a small shallow basket for them, which was like the baby chair in later generations. It was high at the back, and could be supported at the front, with room for the legs. When they didn't want to walk, they could ask their brother to carry them for a walk. It was so comfortable.

The two siblings hummed a little tune as they went up the mountain. No one noticed that a person was slowly following them from behind.

The man was about thirty years old, short in stature, and only wearing a thin summer shirt in the chilly autumn wind. He was not ugly, but for some reason, he had an indescribable sense of vulgarity.

He followed the two people all the way into the mountains.

This man's surname is Li. He comes from a gangster background and does know some Kung Fu.

Tang Sanshui wanted him to kill this family, but he would have to be a fool to listen to him.

But he also found out clearly and realized that this family really loved this little girl.

So, if we can catch this kid and blackmail him a little... we can get the money and leave, move to another place, and live comfortably for several more years.

The brother and sister in front had walked quite deep into the bush. As they were walking, the third brother suddenly saw something flashing in the bushes.

The third brother cheered up, found a tree branch, hung his sister on it, then held the machete in one hand, crouched down, and slowly, slowly sneaked over.

After walking a few steps, he saw a pheasant. The third brother continued to move forward slowly, picked up two stones from the side, and threw them at the tree opposite.

The force was so strong that the tree shook. The pheasant was startled and suddenly spread its wings and flew straight towards him. The third brother grabbed it in his hand without even using a knife.

The third brother laughed loudly, carrying the pheasant and walking back, he said with a smile: "Xinbaoer, look at me..."

He suddenly stopped, looked at the empty tree branch, and cried out in a lost voice: "Xinbao! Xinbao! Xinbaoer!!!"

(End of this chapter)