The doomsday gangster travels back to the 70s to be an educated youth in the countryside

There are five people with a bottle of wine, except for Xie Cheng who is the worst drinker, the others are fine.

The food on the table was exhausted, and the bowls and chopsticks were in a mess. Liu Xiaowu wanted to clean up his things, so he stretched out his hand towards the bowl, and took it all away.

He blinked his little eyes in confusion, as if he didn't understand why he didn't get the bowl, looked down at his hand, then stretched it out again, but this time it was empty again.

Xie Cheng's face was flushed, his eyes were moist and ignorant, if it wasn't for his distracted eyes, he wouldn't be able to tell he was drunk at all.

He stood up unsteadily, pointed at Liu Xiaowu and laughed, not knowing what was so funny about it.

People who may be drunk have strange brain circuits.

After Tang Jihai drank the last sip of wine, he waved his hand, "Go to bed and lie down for a while, and get up in the afternoon to make dumplings."

Wang Chenggang and Wu Ren were fine, they drank like drinking water, they tricked and coaxed him into bed.

"Oh, these two boys usually have no energy to work, but they are very energetic when they are drunk." Wang Chenggang helped Liu Xiaowu take off his shoes, and rubbed his buttocks that hit the bedpost.

Finally covered the quilt, took a breath and said: "This little wine is enough to get drunk, there is no one else."

"Not...drunk, not drunk." Hearing Wang Chenggang's voice, Xie Cheng mumbled vaguely as he pulled the quilt on his body.

After a few murmurs, the sound gradually disappeared, and then came out the sound of subtle and steady breathing.

The three of them left to pack the things on the table into the kitchen, Wang Chenggang washed the dishes, Wu Ren washed the vegetables, and Tang Jihai boiled the water.

The three big men were clumsy in the kitchen, but they were able to perform their duties. In the kitchen, the tongue of fire kissed the branches, crackling.

All of a sudden, those zombies with teeth and claws, friends who are hard to distinguish between real and fake, and ugly or not human nature suddenly withdraw from his world.

His heart is as stable as water boiled in a pot, slowly heating up, a bubble pops up, and then a string of bubbles are connected in series, gurgling into a pot of hot water that can warm people's hands.

His deep gaze shifted from the gurgling hot water to Wang Chenggang and Wu Ren who were chatting, and then looked through them to a distant place.

It seems that I am a little greedy for such a stable life, maybe...

"Boss, boss..."

"Huh?" Tang Jihai's thoughts were interrupted, he turned around and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Boss, where is your home?" Wu Ren cut the cabbage, leaned his shoulders up and rubbed his glasses,
"Old Yu should be home."

Wang Chenggang sat on a small bench beside him, his legs had no place to rest, and he spread them carelessly, bent over to wash the dishes, and said without raising his head, "I must be home, isn't his home in Bo'an City next door."

"Well, this year it's finally Lao Yu's turn to go home for the New Year, and I'm so happy to see him go that I can't find the north."

Wu Ren stretched out his leg and kicked his calf, "If you go back, you will definitely not miss Bei, at most you will recognize the wrong father."

"Pfft." Tang Jihai, who had been holding his hand like a worldly expert all day long, broke his skills in a second, "Xiao Wu, you really can't do it."

"Okay, Wu Ren, who admits the wrong father." Wang Chenggang jumped up and threw water on Wu Ren's face, "You have a poisonous mouth, you have to sew your mouth up."

"Hey, hey, stop." Wu Ren yelled as he stood in the way, "You're throwing vegetables on your hands."

"If you don't do anything clean, you won't get sick if you eat it."

Tang Jihai didn't stop him, and was watching the two of them fighting.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, the knock was soft and hoarse, if it wasn't for his good ears, he wouldn't have heard it at all.

"Stop making trouble, go and see who is knocking on the door." Tang Jihai didn't even move his buttocks, and he was very quick to order others.

However, on New Year's Eve, people generally don't visit the house, and the visits are only after dinner.

Wu Ren was being chased to the door of the kitchen, just in time to take the job, "I'll go."

Wang Chenggang stopped behind, picked up a rag and threw it over, which was his last stubbornness.

After throwing it away, he looked at Tang Jihai suspiciously: "Boss, why didn't I hear anyone knocking on the door."

Tang Jihai knew what he was thinking just by looking at his expression, "Thinking too much." He stood up and clapped his hands, "Old Yu is back."

"Ah?" Wang Chenggang was stunned for a moment, but he didn't understand the meaning of that sentence after thinking too much, and was shocked by the latter sentence, "How is it possible!"

Wang Chenggang was not only suspicious, but also frowned worried, worried that his boss had a fever and was talking nonsense.

Yu Jianguo obviously went home for the New Year, and the whole family was having fun at this time, how could it be possible to return to their educated youth spot at this time.

He fully thought that the boss was helping him clean up Wu Ren, but Wu Ren who went to open the door had already returned before he could ask the question "Are you uncomfortable?"

Behind him was a person, Yu Jianguo who was going home for the New Year.

When Yu Jianguo returned home, there was a pile of large and small bags hanging on his body that no one could see.

But now he is unshaven, unkempt, and has dull eyes.

If you don't stay at home on New Year's Eve and come back empty-handed, something must have happened at home.

Wu Ren, who usually speaks off-handedly and with a poisonous tongue, seemed to have been dumbed down by poison at the moment. He didn't say a word, and winked to try to send some signal.

However, the joys and sorrows of human beings are not connected. Wang Chenggang didn't receive his radio waves at all. When he saw Yu Jianguo, he asked in a daze, "Old Yu, why are you back?"

Wu Ren looked at Wang Chenggang, as if he was looking at a silly dog, so obviously something was wrong, and he asked out loudly.

"Did something happen at home?" Wang Chenggang was really worried, so he walked up to him and asked, "Speak up and see if we can help."

Yu Jianguo murmured, forcing out an extremely ugly smile, "It's okay, I'll go to sleep for a while."

His lips were dry and peeled, and his voice was hoarse, which made it very unpleasant to listen to.

"Okay, okay, you go to sleep first."

When Jianguo went into the room and lay down, Tang Jihai and the three of them exchanged glances and silently asked, 'What's wrong? '

If the person concerned doesn't speak, it's hard for them to understand, "When he is willing to speak, he will naturally speak."

After Tang Jihai finished speaking, he went back to the kitchen first, followed by Wang Chenggang and Wu Ren.

Dumplings are stuffed with pork and cabbage. The cabbage has been cut, and water needs to be squeezed. If the water in the cabbage leaves does not come out, water will easily leak out of the dumpling skin.

After grabbing the cabbage and putting it aside, the next step is to chop the meat stuffing and knead the noodles.

The old noodles are torn into pieces, put in a ceramic basin, add some hot water, add flour and cornmeal after soaking, knead the dough, and cover it with Gai Dian made of sorghum stalks.

Put the washbasin next to the stove and warm it for two or three hours, and the noodles will be ready.

After the fermentation is complete, knead the dough on the chopping board, add some flour from time to time while kneading, knead all the air bubbles, knead it into a cylinder, and cut out one by one dough.

The dough is rolled out and stuffed with stuffing to make dumplings.

The three of them were busy with their work, Liu Xiaowu came to the kitchen lightly, and asked mysteriously, "Why is Brother Yu back?"