Quick travel starts from tearing apart the plane management bureau

The two of them shared a piece of sweet potato as thick as an arm or a palm, and were very satisfied with the meal. They could hear the captain talking to a little girl outside. They thought they would be rejected and kicked out, but they agreed after the girl just said she wanted to go home.

I have a place to stay before the New Year, and we’ll talk about the third day of the New Year later.

This girl is so pretty. Her eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips look just like those drawn in a painting. Her short hair is clean and neat.

"Bring you two a bowl of ginger soup. This is not suitable for living. After you drink it, go inside and rest. I'll take you there."

"Sorry for the trouble, girl."

He drank the ginger soup in one gulp; it was quite sweet. He followed Jiuli out of the house, bypassed the toilet, put away the firewood and the gatehouse, and went to the west wing.

The small compartment separated by a wardrobe on the left is the destination. There are two braziers in the room, which is very warm.

"There aren't many people living here, so you can stay with my good-for-nothing brother for two days. It's not safe to eat inside the house because the roads are slippery. You can eat whatever we eat."

After saying that, he went out, and he really knew how to find trouble.

"Sister, shall we go back to the Youth League Center later?"

"What are you saying? Someone else moved in and kicked you out?"

"It's okay, just make do with it," Ye Ping rubbed his hair.

"There are two partitions, one for the light and the other for the dark. The window is the dividing line, and the other side is separated by the treasure pavilion. The curtain is drawn so no one can see."

She would live in this house for several years, how could she not clean it up properly? She had been busy cleaning it up in the past few months.

"Sister, you are the best," Ye An acted coquettishly. He didn't want to move even though it was snowing so heavily. It was not warm enough to go back to the educated youth camp.

"Tsk, I'll cook some food and send it over to them later. They'll also check out where you're staying tonight," he tapped Ye An's forehead.

"Brother Su came over and brought two chickens and a rabbit. We cooked them all. Take a chicken back, and we'll have meat and vegetables for dinner."

"The two old men cooked some porridge and ordered some cabbage and tofu."

It’s almost ok to eat the rest tomorrow, as tomorrow is the New Year.

"Keep both the chicken and the rabbit, stew the cabbage with tofu, steam the bacon with egg custard, and order two servings of rice porridge with pickles."

Looking over, Ye Ping and Ye An shook their heads. They didn't necessarily want to eat meat. They had tasted several pieces in the afternoon.

"Mingjia fish is a good New Year's Eve dinner."

While we were having dinner, the two old comrades had already woken up from their nap. The warm quilts and comfortable temperature made them think they were sleeping at home. But when they woke up, they heard the dim kerosene lamp outside.

On the low table under the window were a small bowl of steamed egg custard with bacon, cabbage stewed with tofu, two bowls of rice porridge and pickles.

Haven't eaten this recipe for a year.

"Try it, it's delicious, and it's all stewed until soft."

After eating and chatting, the old man staggered along the gravel road to carry the bowl to the kitchen. He always felt that he had overlooked something. Why did this child look a bit like his mortal enemy?

"No need to send it over. We will get it after dinner." Ye Ping said without raising his head while eating.

"Walking around when you have nothing to do is also a way to exercise your body." The old man looked at Jiuli and asked hesitantly, "Whose child are you from?"

"I'm Zhou Yuanqing, from the Zhou family." She didn't feel that she couldn't say it out loud, and there were only a few people with the surname Zhou who felt that she didn't deserve it!

"Turns out it's from the Zhou family," Xiaoxiao turned and left.

Where did the damn old fox get his granddaughter? She was as annoying as him. Humph, he went back to his room arrogantly.

"Sister? Why is this old comrade asking this?"

Isn't his sister just prettier? What's the matter?

"I grew up in Beijing. Everyone I know is either a close friend of the Zhou family or a sworn enemy of the old man due to his different political views. In the village, except for the team leader and the village party secretary, who doesn't give me face?"

"Could it be the old man from the Xi family? I heard that he and Grandpa Zhou have been at odds since childhood just because of his surname."

Isn’t one surname Zhou and the other surname Xi?

"A tiger in troubled times is bullied by dogs. Everyone knows this." He put down the bowl with a smile, not to mention that his political opponents wanted to put it in quotation marks.

Sitting next to his wife, the seriousness he had just pretended disappeared, and he took out a photo and looked at it with a smile. There were five young people in the photo, one of whom looked very similar to Zhou Yuanqing.

"Look, I said this girl looks familiar. She looks like she was carved from the same mold as that old man Zhou Qishen." Xi Jinqian tapped the photo, his voice full of pride.

Isn't Zhou Qishen's Xi Jinqian's? What granddaughter? They are all his! They are also his and Liangchen's granddaughters.

"It does look very similar, why don't you insist now? What's the point of you doing research here?" It was a good time for the old lady.

"Hold on, we have to go back for revenge, right? With Qishen's granddaughter watching over us, it won't be hard for us to just hold on."

"You used to call me an old bastard, but now you call me that?"

"I am just envious. Why does he have a good son? A good grandson? I don't have one. You can only dream of Xi family medical skills."

We chatted while waiting for dawn, covered with thick blankets, which was completely different from waking up from the cold on normal days.

The lights in the main room were on and people were chatting and eating melon seeds, waiting for the daybreak. Even though they were drowsy, they kept themselves alert.

In the morning, firecrackers worth a few cents were set off symbolically, and every household began to cook dumplings, but the fillings were different.

"Today we have beef flavor, ready to worship the gods."

"What about beef-flavored dumplings?" Ye An rubbed his eyes. After dinner, he could lie down in bed.

"Yes, it can also be wrapped with braised pork, which is very fragrant."

Ye Ping helped to make the dumplings and estimated how much to eat. In the end, he made a few vegetarian ones and waited for them to float up so he could scoop them out and eat them.

The snow outside has stopped and the sun is rising, and you will be in a good mood all year round.

The dumplings in the morning were served to Xi Jinqian and Liangchen on the low table. The two old comrades were in a fashionable mood to stay up all night yesterday and ignored their health reasons and did not get up until ten o'clock in the morning.

"Beef tastes good, but it's much more expensive than pork."

"How dare you say that? Who fell asleep while on night watch?"

"Okay, I," Xi Jinqian admitted frustratedly.

After dinner, I looked out the window at the cleaned courtyard outside. There was a beautiful snowman piled in the middle, and there were several snowmen facing each other on the stone table, which was full of childlike fun.

I sent the bowl over. Three people were making dumplings. The flavor of the dumplings was nothing but braised pork. The small bowl was very fragrant.

"Are you eating this for lunch?" It looks greasy and delicious.

"No, we're having chicken stuffing for lunch, and we're going to eat this on the way home in a few days," Ye An retorted.

"Chicken flavor?" he muttered. "Can I make some too?"

"No need. Grandpa Zhou said that he has a good friend who is the worst at making dumplings. He eats all the fillings while making them."

"That shouldn't be me. I don't like dumplings."

He walked away slowly and went into the house cursing.

"You old bastard, you say everything. Can't you keep your mouth shut?!"

"What? Are you unhappy living here?"

"Don't you know what he said to his granddaughter? She said that I like to eat the dumpling filling but not the dumpling skin, and that I can't make dumplings! It's obvious that I'm the best at making dumplings, and he just likes them the most!" rebuttal.

"Is this worth your anger?" She felt it was unnecessary.

"My reputation, maybe when I go back in a few years, I'll be the eight-year-old bed-wetter and the ten-year-old clothes thief."

“No, he knows his limits.” If he didn’t know his limits, he wouldn’t have been able to climb to his current position, let alone raise a powerful granddaughter.