Chapter 168 The 1990s: The Rural Writer’s Cannon Fodder Son (8)



Xin Guoguo originally planned to stay here for only one day before going back, but her eldest son missed his grandmother and after several attempts of begging, Xin Guoguo had no choice but to nod and agree.

The mother and son moved into Brother Meng's house.

The two brothers from Meng Erge's family take Tangtang out to play as soon as they get home from school.

Tangtang is the youngest child in the family. The two little guys are very happy as it is rare for them to have a younger brother.

Tangtang followed his two brothers everywhere every day, going up mountains and down rivers, and came back covered in mud every day.

One day I lost all my shoes.

After asking, I found out that they actually wanted to go down to the river to play!

But it was freezing cold at the moment, and the ice in the river was not solid. The little guy stomped his foot on the ice and stomped himself into it.

Fortunately, the children were aware of the danger and only played on the riverbank.

Even so, the little guys were still scared to death.

While Tangtang was struggling, he dropped one of his shoes into the water.

Xin Guoguo: ...

After helping my son change his clothes and getting him a new pair of shoes, I held the little guy in my arms and patted his little butt:

"You have no idea of ​​your own weight!"

The little guy just grinned and laughed "hehe" to please his mother, making Xin Guoguo not know what to say to him.

However, this dangerous behavior is not recommended.

So when she heard the two brothers from Meng Erge's house next door being punished to stand, she decisively went into the next room and patted her son:

"Go ahead, stand with your brothers and reflect on your actions."

The little guy immediately grinned happily and skipped off to find his two brothers.

The two brothers also grinned at him.

The three brothers were clearly standing in the corner as punishment, but they acted like they were playing around, which made Mrs. Meng so angry that she grabbed a broom and hit each of them on the butt.

After successfully making the three little kids stop laughing, she greeted Xin Guoguo with satisfaction:

"Guoguo, don't hang out with them. Come, have some sunflower seeds and peanuts."

Xin Guoguo immediately abandoned her eldest son and turned to the embrace of delicious food.

Nowadays, the only New Year's goods that the villagers can prepare are homemade melon seeds and peanuts, and some hard fruit candies.

The peanuts from Meng Ersao's shop are boiled with salt before being fried, and they taste better than those from other shops.

Xin Guoguo sat at the table on the kang, watching the three little guys standing obediently while crunching peanuts.

Mrs. Meng Er had boiled ginger soup on the stove and now she took a bowl and poured it out.

The strong smell of ginger instantly hit her nose, causing Xin Guoguo to sneeze several times in a row.

Seeing this, Mrs. Meng handed her a bowl directly:

"You should drink some too. You're sneezing now, don't catch a cold later."

Xin Guoguo: ...

"Sister-in-law, I'm fine. I don't need to drink. Give it to the children!"

Forgive her, she really can't stand the taste of this ginger soup.

Mrs. Meng glared at her and said, "You're already a mother, set a good example for your child! There's plenty in the pot, if it's not enough, I'll scoop more for you!"

Xingguoguo: d(?д??)

"No, no, no, enough, enough! Sister-in-law, I've had enough! Really enough!"

Xin Guoguo quickly reached out to take the bowl, and without caring whether the soup was hot or not, she tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp.

After that, he smiled ingratiatingly at Meng Ersao.

Mrs. Meng scolded her angrily and amusedly:

"You're already a grown-up, but you're still acting like a kid! Don't you think it's too hot? Okay, okay, I know you don't like this, so just eat your peanuts!"

Xin Guoguo chuckled: "Thank you, sister-in-law."

The three little kids didn't receive as good treatment as Xin Guoguo.

Even with a bitter face, each person was forced to drink two large bowls of ginger soup.

The spicy little dumpling stuck out his tongue, but was laughed at by his mom:

"Hahaha! Let's see if you dare to be so naughty again in the future."

Little Dumpling: ???

No love anymore.

The three little kids sat facing the wall and meditated for an hour. Then, they were warmed up in the room and began to nod their heads, feeling drowsy.

Mrs. Meng Er sat on the kang with one leg crossed, talking to Xin Guoguo.

Seeing that both of his sons began to nod, he felt distressed again.

She stood up, walked over, and looked down at her two sons: "Do you know you are wrong?"

"I understand." The two little guys admitted their mistakes very smoothly, obviously they had done this many times before.

Mrs. Meng Er was slightly relieved: "Don't go to the riverside anymore, not even to the riverbank. Remember?"

"I remember."

"Okay, go back to your room and get some sleep. After dinner, you two can go to your grandma's house to sleep tonight, and we'll make steamed buns for the New Year tomorrow."

"oh."

The two brothers nodded their heads and went to the next room like two wandering souls.

The two of them got on the kang, pulled up the quilt, and fell asleep.

The two rooms are connected with an aisle door in the middle.

Xin Guoguo also got off the kang and picked up her son:

"I'll take this little guy to bed for a while, too."

"Um."

Every day at noon, most people in this area take a nap.

After Xin Guoguo and her son left, Meng Ersao moved the kang table to the side, went out to close the courtyard door, and when she came back, she lay directly on the kang, covered herself with a quilt and took a nap.

*

According to the custom in my hometown, no new food is prepared after the New Year until the Lantern Festival, which means there will be surplus every year.

Therefore, before the Chinese New Year, everyone will start preparing New Year's goods.

Steaming New Year's buns is a big project.

On this day, starting from five or six in the morning, relatives from all families came over, some lighting the fire, kneading the dough, letting it rest, and making patterns...

A group of relatives gathered together, talking, laughing, and working, it was so lively.

My dear, there is more to this chapter. Please click on the next page to continue reading. It will be even more exciting later!

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