The sound of pots and pans colliding kept ringing.

Liu Dashuan was preparing his lunch, a sticky porridge.

Stir with chopsticks, it is like water, not sticky at all.

There are also some vegetable leaves floating on it.

In addition, there are pancakes left over from eating yesterday.

Liu Dashuan blew on the fire and waited for the fire to grow a little before standing up.

A figure flashed away outside the window, and ordinary people would definitely not be able to notice this change.

Liu Dashuan raised his eyes slightly, and after a while, his eyelids drooped again.

He sighed softly, "What should come is still coming."

............

Liu Dashuan's son was named Liu Xiaoshuan, and Liu Dashuan's family was poor.

Liu Xiaoshuan has been wearing one piece of clothing for years and years, and it can no longer cover her stomach.

Other children dislike him, and they don't want to take him to play with pee and mud.

Liu Xiaoshuan sat on a rock and played with the mud by himself.

At this time, Li Pingan came over.

"What's the matter? I'm here alone."

Liu Xiaoshuan lowered his head and pursed his lips, "They don't want to play with me."

"They don't want to play with you, Uncle Li will play with you."

Li Pingan grabbed a handful of mud and asked curiously, "Where did the mud come from?"

"It's made of urine."

Li Pingan was silent for a moment and put down the mud.

Liu Xiaoshuan suddenly raised his head, "Uncle Li, will you marry my mother?"

Li Pingan couldn't help laughing and said, "I married your mother, what about your father?"

"Don't let that guy go!" Liu Xiaoshuan said angrily, "He's so useless."

"You can't say that about your father." Li Pingan poked the little guy's forehead.

Liu Xiaoshuan pursed his lips, "It's what it is, if you don't have any skills, don't let others talk about it."

Li Pingan patted his head, "A dog doesn't choose a poor family, a son doesn't dislike a mother's ugliness."

"If only Uncle Li was my father."

Li Pingan took out a handful of fried soybeans, "Just because I'm rich?"

Liu Xiaoshuan wiped his nose, "Of course it's good to have money, at least you have money.

My mother doesn't have to worry about it every day, and she doesn't have to chew vegetable leaves every day.

But money is secondary, my father bends over everyone he sees, he has no backbone at all.

The gangsters from the Black Tiger Gang molested my mother before, and my father didn't even dare to let a fart go, he was so cowardly..."

Liu Xiaoshuan kept complaining to Li Pingan.

Li Pingan had nothing to do and played with him for a while until it was getting dark.

"Uncle Li, I'm going back to eat." Liu Xiaoshuan stood up.

However, his stomach is already bulging.

After eating several handfuls of soybeans and farting all the time, I guess dinner has been saved.

"Go."

........

Li Pingan patted his butt.

At night, Lao Niu was not at home, saying he was out for a walk.

But I guess he went to tease the heifer

Li Pingan was too lazy to cook.

Then he opened the enamel jar, which contained boiled lard.

Pour some soy sauce and put some lard into the rice.

Li Pingan squatted at the door, eating rice with lard.

Night falls.

The moon is big and round, hanging overhead.

It gives people a feeling of "today, what night, where to go".

The small mountain village fell into silence, some places lit up, but some places were completely silent.

There is a cool breeze, and the smoke is curling up.

After a while, the old cow came back.

He glanced at Li Pingan's bowl with disgust.

Without me, would you just eat this thing?

The old cow walked into the kitchen with strides.

Soon, the fire was lit.

Lao Niu put on his apron, ready to make a pot of stewed pork vermicelli.

The flames are getting stronger and stronger, the heat in the pot is getting stronger and stronger, and the aroma is overflowing.

At this time, Liu Dashuan came.

Holding a basket with several white flour steamed buns on it.

Just out of the pan, it is very fragrant.

It stands to reason that with Liu Dashuan's family background, this kind of white flour steamed buns can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year.

Or use white flour to offset taxes when paying taxes, but now they have steamed so much.

Li Pingan smiled lightly, "Brother Liu."

"I steamed some steamed buns at home, and I'll bring you some."

The honest and honest man put down the basket, and then sat there with his head bowed.

"Brother Liu, what's the matter?"

"Well, can I trouble you to send my mother-in-law and child away tomorrow?"

"Where?"

Liu Dashuan said solemnly: "Send it to the provincial capital. I have a friend who owns an antique shop in the provincial capital. He will give it to you when the payment is due."

Li Pingan didn't say yes, nor did he say no.

I just picked up the steamed bun and took a big bite.

"Well, the steamed buns are good."

Liu Dashuan got the answer and smiled, "It's troublesome."

The next day, early in the morning.

Fish belly white sky, misty

Liu Xiaoshuan dissatisfied: "What are you doing up so early?"

The usual fierce woman just pulled Liu Xiaoshuan silently at this moment.

Liu Dashuan carried the luggage back and forth to the carriage without saying a word.

After a while, he said to Li Pingan.

"please."

Li Pingan leaned on the frame of the carriage, yawned lazily, and nodded slightly.

Only then did Liu Dashuan turn his head, "You wait for me in the provincial capital, and I'll go find you in a few days."

The woman stared into her man's eyes, hesitated to speak.

"rest assured."

Liu Dashuan took his wife's hand and took a step forward.

The woman quickly withdrew her hand and said angrily.

"How grown up, I don't know how to be ashamed."

The two got into the carriage.

"Father, won't you come with us?" Liu Xiaoshuan poked his head out.

"Father has something to do, and I'll go find you and your mother in a few days."

"Oh~"

"Be careful." The woman warned.

"Yes." Liu Dashuan nodded.

The woman panicked for some reason, seeing no one around, the child also retracted her head.

Kissed Liu Dashuan on the cheek.

We're both old couples, and I'm a little embarrassed.

"My child and I are waiting for you."

"drive!"

Liu Dashuan stood where he was, looking at the direction in which the carriage carrying his wife and children was leaving until it disappeared from his sight.

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