Wind back to the farm

Lihuaao, the spacious main room is as bright as day.

Grandma leads aunt, Li Chen, Li Xia, Zhuo Zhuo, out to make dumplings, uncle, Shen Houren and Qilang cook, Xiao Zhi plays chess with grandpa, Li Qu and Su Xing watch Gong Bao tease their infant son, Ah Rove held Rabin and watched.

Gong Bao condensed a string of sparkling water droplets, which floated on top of the little guy's head. The little boy's eyes rolled back and forth with the water drops, and he giggled happily.

Rabin jumped up, reached out to grab a small drop of water, and stretched out his hand, the sparkle was gone, leaving only the wet palm.

Sensing a special change in the air somewhere outside, Li Xia said happily: "The captain is back."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Jiuzhou appeared at the door.

Grandpa beckoned: "Jiuzhou hurry up, help me with a move."

"No problem." Shen Jiuzhou took off his coat, greeted everyone one by one, and sat beside his grandfather.

He took out a chess piece and put it on, and asked Xiao Zhi: "Is everything about the takeaway done?"

Xiao Zhi said: "Boss's will be ready soon, mine will have to wait for a while, that child is very smart, he feels more comfortable around me, and doesn't want me to leave; both Bandu and Jie casserole are ready, but when he comes back, he may In two hours."

Shen Jiuzhou looked at him with raised eyebrows: "?"

Casserole stew is very easy to cook. Jie and Bandu are both cooked. Even if uncle and aunt’s stove was forged by the golden god Lulu who lost his memory under the guidance of Xiao Zhi, it is quite special. One pot can be divided into 50 standard It only takes 3 minutes to stew a portion, and the stoves of the human race in the city are also very efficient, so it can't take two hours.

Xiao Zhi explained: "The two selected young people were young people working alone, and they called their friends to enjoy their benefits. Jie and Bandu couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the human race, and they also liked to hear about the lives of the young people of the human race. Story, will stay for a while."

My aunt asked a little worriedly: "They are also young, so they won't leak their words, right?"

Xiao Zhi said: "No, Jie and Bandu have a stable temperament, they have a sense of proportion."

Even if he accidentally made a mistake, he and Chongming can make up for it at any time, but there is no need to say this.

My aunt said: "That's good. The food in the farm is better than medicine. It attracts people's attention. There must be no internal mistakes. If someone finds out, there is no way to explain it."

She and Li Qingming are mature enough to not talk nonsense, and they don't usually leave the farm, so they don't have to worry about inadvertently revealing the identity of Li Xia and his employees.

Doctor Xiao set up a double formation in Daji Ridge and the farm. As long as Li Qu, Su Xing, and Li Chen leave the formation barrier of Daji Ridge, everything related to Li Xia and Doctor Xiao's miraculous behavior will be automatically sealed, aunt Don't worry about family members leaking secrets, always afraid that young employees will be impulsive, and will be provoked by outsiders, and they will show off their abilities with Li Xia, Dr. Xiao, and Huai Jiang.

The uncle smiled and said, "You, I'm so worried, can Huaijiang and Dr. Xiao let unreliable people go out to work?"

The aunt thought for a while: "Yes."

A very slender golden feather floated in from the window, skilfully bypassed the people in the room, and floated straight to Li Xia, turning into tiny bits of light and sinking into his chest.

Grandma said to Li Xia: "I see you are busy."

Li Xia smiled, and another feather melted into it, twisting it around in front of grandma's face, doing all kinds of tricks, just like a naughty little person.

Grandma laughed: "You take a break, I want to see the feathers dance, let Qilang dance for me."

Qilang, who was laying out the fruit plate, turned around and asked, "Would grandma want to see it? I can dance right now."

When he came to the farm, after his memory recovered a bit, he turned himself into Yu and stayed beside Li Xia whenever he was free. After a long time, Yu Yu developed his dancing skills, and his grandmother was a loyal dancer of Yu Yu.

Li Chen called: "I want to see, I want to see, I want to see you cramp."

Grandma said: "I'm busy now, I'll watch it later after dinner."

"Okay, let's see Qilang later, uh, uh, uh, uh." Li Chen imitated Qilang Yu's classic movement and twitched a few times, as if a zombie had suffered an electric shock, and she and the people around her enjoyed watching it.

Shen Jiuzhou asked Li Xia: "There are only Zhao Guigui and his grandfather in that house, it's very deserted, why didn't you chat with them for a while?"

Li Xia said: "Zhao Guigui is a contented child, even if he can only go back to the small town to open a barber shop, he will be happy; but the old man only has his grandson in his heart, and the old man is happy when Guigui is happy. desolate.

But Zhao Guigui is usually busy, leaving early and returning late, they can only watch and talk for a while before going to bed every day, so it is best to let the two of them spend this New Year's Eve. "

Grandma said: "That's the reason. No matter how good the flower fan is, if he sticks there, the grandpa and grandson will feel uncomfortable."

Li Qu saw through his grandma's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Grandma, Hua Mi just spared a little bit of consciousness to go on a business trip, and she's still staying with you at our house. You don't like that?"

Grandma said: "It's Chinese New Year, of course my grandson must be at home completely to be happy."

She looked at Xiao Zhi again and said: "You should come back quickly, it's time to eat dumplings, and I also urged the two children Jie and Bandu to come back early, and they still have to stay at home for the New Year, be practical."

Xiao Zhi smiled: "Well, good."

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In an ordinary small town in the central part of Jiangsu and Anhui Province, there is an ordinary farmhouse at the west end of the town.

Mo Yunjie's family stood in the howling northwest wind, and the car carrying the benefactor who brought great joy to their family had already disappeared into the night, but no one said to go home.

Mo Long, who was dressed like a ball, burst into sobbing and crying suddenly, and said in a stumble, "No, Yang (Jian), Xu Xu (uncle), let's go."

Mo Yunjie kissed his son's small face: "Dad doesn't want to, but uncle also wants to go back to celebrate the New Year with his family, or uncle's parents will be worried."

Looking at the direction in which the car disappeared, Mo Long cried even louder.

Mo Yunjie said: "Don't cry baby, when you grow up a bit and your illness is cured, Dad will take you to Fenghui Farm to find Uncle and Master Feng."

The dragon cub put his head in his father's arms: "Okay, I, hurry up, grow up."

"Dad, why did you come out?"

With a scream, the whole family turned around, which also interrupted Mo Yunjie's shock at his son. His heart was beating violently, and he turned his suspicious gaze from his son's face to the back.

On New Year’s Eve, the courtyard of Mo’s house was not only lit with high-wattage electric lights, but also hung with several lanterns. It was so bright that an old man was wearing a big blanket and was struggling to move down the steps with his knees on his hands.

The eldest sister of the Mo family ran over first, supported the old man, and shouted with lingering fear: "Father, are you trying to scare us to death? What if you fall again? You..."

She was suddenly stuck, staring blankly at her father's face: "Dad, you, you, yourself, got up?"

Mo Yunjie and the rest of the family also ran over, surrounded by the old man, all dumbfounded.

"Dad, you, you... Woke up?"

"I, am I not dreaming? Dad, he, unexpectedly, stood up?"

"Grandpa, you, how did you get up?"

"No, this, Fenghui Farm's, yes, the food, isn't it amazing?"

……

The old man waited for the children to finish their panic before opening his mouth. He spoke slowly, with a bit of a tongue: "I, want to, personally, see off, Dr. Xiao, he, saved me, and, we, dragon cubs, damn."

After Mo Yunjie was stunned, he laughed out loud, "Don't just stand around stupidly, help Dad go back to the house first."

The eldest sister and the second sister of the Mo family hurriedly supported the old man to walk into the house. The old man struggled and turned his head: "I, let me, send it off, man, doctor."

Mo Yunjie said, "Dad, Dr. Xiao has already crossed the river of fortune."

The old man was still not reconciled, and muttered: "Thanks for saving my life, I didn't even leave the door. I'm neglecting you."

Seeing the old father being placed in a wheelchair by the fire by his family, Mo Yunjie stood in the corridor and quietly asked his son: "Dragon cub, you, you, how do you feel?"

The dragon cub stared blankly at him, not quite understanding what he meant.

The child is not yet four years old and has a congenital disease. Not only is his body much shorter than normal children, but he also has mental problems.

But the smile on Mo Yunjie's face was still getting bigger and bigger, and he kissed the dragon cub hard: "Baby, you will be fine, you will be fine, Dad will do business well, earn more money, and take you to the wind." Back to the farm."

The son won't say it, but Mo Yunjie has already remembered that it has been about 10 minutes since he went out to see Dr. Xiao off, and the dragon cub has not twitched once.

My father, who suffered several mild strokes and lost the ability to take care of himself, has been confined to a wheelchair for three years. After eating the casserole and stewing it for an hour, he can not only stand up, speak clearly, but also walk around by himself. See Mo Yunjie Here comes the hope.

More than three years ago, after his two-month-old son was diagnosed with an incurable disease, many people suggested that he find a place where no one was around and throw the child away, saying that welfare institutions would pick him up and raise him. Refusing, he couldn't imagine the fate of his soft and waxy son after being abandoned, and he couldn't imagine that such a soft and cute little life would disappear from now on.

His wife couldn't stand the comments from the people around her and the pressure of facing a congenitally disabled child every day, so she divorced and left. Mo Yunjie worked hard to save money in the past few years, hoping that when he gets old, he can leave more inheritance for the dragon cubs. But he knew that no matter how much money he had, the dragon cub's quality of life would not be guaranteed when he had no close relatives around him, and too much money might even become his death talisman.

just now……

Mo Yunjie raised his head and looked into the distance, heaving a long sigh of relief: the son's illness is getting better, and the old father can take care of himself, and the future life of their family will definitely get better and better.

The dragon cub poked with his small hand: "Father, your face is so cold, go back to the house and be warm."

Mo Yunjie threw his son into the air and caught him again: "My dear, go back to the house and keep warm."

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An almost invisible stream of light came in from the window and fell into Xiao Zhi's palm.

Grandpa asked, "Is the child okay?"

Xiao Zhi nodded: "I gave him medicine, and all kinds of illnesses will disappear within three days, and his intelligence will recover accordingly. The human body and body are entities, which cannot be achieved overnight. They will not be like normal children until they are about seven years old."

Grandpa picked up the dumpling and turned it over in the vinegar saucer, and said happily, "That's fine. Now that the child is young, he doesn't have any ideas. If he is still like this when he grows up and his self-awareness increases, then the child's life will be difficult."

Xiao Zhi said: "The dragon cub is very cute, and his father deserves to be respected. Arrange them to come to the farm every two years. Their father and son will live a long and healthy life."

"Ah, I'm lucky... big baby." Rabin yelled after eating the dumpling wrapped with lucky coins.

Li Chen teased him: "Shouldn't he be the lucky little prince? How did he become a big baby?"

"I don't want to be a little prince." Rabin puffed up his face to protest, "I want to grow up to be an employee of the farm just like Brother Zhong Chunqiu."

"You're already in school, and he's still a brat, why do you still call him brother?" Aluofu scolded his son resentfully, "If you're so useless, you'll embarrass dad."

Master Zhuyin doesn't know what kind of stubbornness he has committed, or he has tasted the sweetness of being a young child. From the original desperate to grow up, to the current refusal to grow up, he has maintained that he can only stumble and walk when he is about one year old In his toddler state, no one can do anything about him.

But he was very attached to being Rabin's elder brother. If Rabin didn't call him elder brother, he wouldn't play with Rabin, and he didn't allow Li Xia to give Rabin candied haws. Every time at this time, it was Rabin who took the initiative to compromise and called brother obediently.

Yi Mian, Qilang, and Wen Yan felt sorry for little Rabin, and gave him many ideas, but Rabin refused to accept them, saying that he liked little chubby dun'er, and if Zhong Chunqiu got angry and grew up, there would be nothing. The cute little chubby little brother.

"Tuk tuk tuk." Grandma tapped the rolling pin at Aluofu, "Children's games, what do you do as an adult?"

The old lady felt sorry for Wen Yan, knowing that he was always bullied by Di Jun when Wu Ya was flying against the sun, and now she took it out on Aluofu, no matter what, as long as Aluofu disagreed with others, the old lady would give the other direction hammer.

Holding a large bowl of dumplings, Aluofu honestly admitted his mistake: "Understood; grandma, I won't talk about Rabin from now on."

His stud father had married a dozen or so concubines in the past few years, but he failed to have another child, so he missed him and Rabin, and it was useless to call them to go back, so he sent someone to pick them up in person.

Aluofu hid in the bird garden, but the guards who came to pick him up did not appear, so the old king put pressure on the Ministry of Foreign Affairs through the embassy of country A.

Aluofu was forced to fail. He went back last year and stayed for only ten days. He couldn't bear the oppressive atmosphere of the palace and the inaccessible food. He used his magical powers to escape from the palace. He worked hard to get a full set of legal procedures and came back.

His father refused to give up, and now he is still calling him twice a day to ask him to go back. When I was talking to him on video a few days ago, the old man was like an aging lion who had just robbed his wife and children. After yelling back for Aluofu, the old lady pointed at the old stallion with a frying spoon and said, "Rabin is my godson, and Aluofu is my godson. Try arguing with my godson and godson again.

Tell you that the surname is Du (Du Gudu), others are afraid of you, we are not afraid of you, no matter how hard you dare to be my grandson and son, you will never want to see them in the future, and the fruits and vegetables that my grandson gives you every month, They're all cancelled, too, you hear? "

The old stud father is used to having two dishes with raw materials from Fenghui farm for every meal, and when he heard the slump in here, he said in a low voice: "I'm not willing to make things difficult for them, I'm just old, and I want them to stay by my side. "

Afterwards, the old king called Aluofu again, saying that he just wanted to be eager and spoke a little more seriously, so that Aluofu should not take it to heart. From now on, he would take Rabin as a guest at the farm and celebrate his birthday every year. Time to go back and have a look.

It was the old lady who fought for Aluofu to stay in the farm with peace of mind now, and he relented and was willing in front of the old lady.

Qilang and Shen Houren brought the last two dishes, and Uncle greeted everyone to come to the table.

Li Xia let out a sliver of consciousness and saw that the staff dinner had just started, and Huai Jiang had just stepped onto the stage to prepare for the New Year's speech, so he didn't call him back.

Zhuozhuo and Chuchu are the youngest, responsible for pouring wine for everyone.

Thinking of the cheerful prelude of the Spring Festival Gala, Li Xia raised his glass and said, "Cheers to the beautiful year that has just passed."

Fox Rabbit Liu, a spacious and beautiful staff restaurant, dozens of large dining tables are neatly arranged, each table has [-] hot dishes, [-] cold dishes and [-] soups. With a tempting taste.

Huaijiang's glazed cup was halfway up, when he suddenly remembered something, turned around and switched the giant screen behind him to the WeChat interface, and called Jie and Bandu.

The video was connected, and there were several young faces behind Bandu, and several people politely raised their hands to say hello: "Huai, take care of Mr. Hua, we want to play with Xiaofeng for a while, don't be angry with him."

Huaijiang nodded very kindly: "I'm not angry, it's just that we can't leave him alone during the reunion on New Year's Eve."

He raised his wine glass and said to Bandu: "There is a wine glass over there, pick it up, and have a toast with everyone later."

Jie's video was also connected, and there were more young people around him, all of whom were flushed.

Huai Jiang asked, "Have you been drinking?"

Jie said: "No, I eat hot pot."

A group of people were reluctant to eat the ingredients of Fenghui Farm. They only used one-tenth of the ingredients. The rest were all the most expensive ingredients they could buy. Even so, the stew they made was delicious. In the world of ordinary things, a group of young people can eat their heads up, their stomachs are full, and they still refuse to stop talking.

Huaijiang understood, and asked Jie to find a wine glass, even if it was just a formality, he still wanted to spend time with everyone in the farm.

You Teng, whose screen name is "My face hurts a little", found a big mug for Jie, and this is all he has.

You Teng asked Jie: "Shall I pour you some beer?"

Jie said: "No, just touch it to show that I also participated in the staff dinner."

You Teng looked at the rows of large tables covered with white embroidered lace tablecloths and the sumptuous food and wine in the video of Huaijiang, envious.

The handsome young man wearing a tie while eating hot pot asked, "Did you buy your wine outside?"

Jie said: "No, Master Xiao Shen and Master Gong Bao made fruit wine."

You Teng said: "It must be delicious, Xiaofeng, you go back and talk about it, let the owner of Fengzhuang sell some on the shelves, we will support it no matter how expensive it is."

Jie said: "We use the fruits of Sparrow Garden and Fox Rabbit Willow. If we sell them, it costs at least [-] a cup to cover the cost. Others will say that we are making huge profits, so the boss said we don't sell them, so we employees drink it ourselves. "

You Teng and his friends are so overwhelmed that they want to have a heart attack, and there are still people who do business like this.

Huaijiang and hundreds of employees raised glass cups, while Jie and Bandu raised their wine glasses: "It's Chinese New Year, cheers."

You Teng and his friends didn't see that when the cup was delivered to Jie's mouth, it was filled with pale golden liquid.

Ancient Blind Ridge.

Yi's New Year's Eve banquet was held in the yard, with snowflakes fluttering, sitting outdoors surrounded by flowers to eat the banquet, it was a special mood.

Next door neighbor's house.

In the middle of the gorgeous and warm main room is a large steaming wooden barrel. A little fat man is lying on the edge of the barrel, holding a toy water gun, and twirling in circles.

Ge Liao was sweating profusely as he rubbed the little chubby Dun'er's back: "It's almost there, it's almost there, don't turn so fast, it'll be just 3 more minutes, oh, I'll give you a bath, it's better than planning Ji Yang's global tour." It's exhausting, it's exhausting me."

Zhong Chunqiu continued to circle around and "chug": "I can clean it with just one spiritual thought, but you have to wash it with water."

Ge Liao wiped off his sweat: "Humans are like this. They say they can't carry the old ashes from the previous year to the new year. Old ashes are equivalent to bad luck. Only by washing away the old ashes can we welcome good luck."

Zhong Chunqiu said: "We are not human."

Rubbing the little butt, just as it was over, Ge Liao pinched the little fat man by his armpit and put him on the fluffy bath towel: "The boss has said that the human race is full of vitality. Let's learn more from the human race, and you will always be full of vitality. In the future, due to lack of divine power, even the entity will not be able to maintain itself.”

The little fat man was wrapped tightly, and placed in a special children's dining chair made of solid wood made of Shenyizuka, obediently waiting for the New Year's Eve dinner.

A handsome young man with shaggy hair came out of the kitchen, put a steaming extra-large pot on the dining table, and brought out a large basket of fruits and three glass cups.

Ge Liao sat down on the top seat, and seeing Zhu Yan also sat down, he asked suspiciously, "What about the other dishes?"

Zhu Yan blinked: "Didn't you and Zhong Shanshen say that you want to eat casserole stew most? I just made a big pot of casserole stew, and there are no other dishes."

Ge Liao was stunned for a while before he patted the table: "Today is New Year's Eve, during the festival, why do you just cook a dish? Are we beggars?"

Zhu Yan said, "But this dish is big enough."

Ge Liao was furious: "No matter how big it is, it is still a dish. During the festival, at least eight hot and four cold soups and two staple foods are required. You can make it for me."

Zhu Yan didn't want to go, scratched his head: "I, I, I don't know how to cook so many kinds of dishes."

Ge Liao blinked, and then stared: "Didn't you say that you learned to be a chef from Lin's hometown chef and could cook hundreds of dishes? How about I let you come to my house for the New Year?"

Zhu Yan lowered his head and looked honest: "I have seen hundreds of dishes cooked by others, but I was a bird at the time, no, I didn't learn it."

Ge Liao looked at the little fat man who was eagerly waiting for a big meal, jumped up and smacked the motley young man on the head: "You told me when the Spring Festival Gala started, we will eat this for Spring and Autumn New Year, you..."

He slapped with supernatural power, and the slap hurt so badly that Zhu Yan didn't dare to fight back, so he could only run with his head in his arms: "I didn't do it on purpose, I wanted to do it too, it was all burnt."

Ge Liao got even more angry, picked up the broom behind the door and chased Zhu Yan to beat him: "It's the holidays, you actually said that my family is messed up, you bad luck, our Spring and Autumn bath is for nothing, why don't I beat you to death. "

Zhu Yan was in pain from being whipped by the broom. Knowing that Ge Liao was really angry, he jumped over the fence and fled into the mountains, shouting as he ran, "I was wrong, I will learn cooking from Shen Houren tomorrow."

Other great gods have homes, and he wants one too. Ge Liao and Zhong Shanshen's homes are good. In order to have a home, it's nothing to learn how to cook with Shen Houren, a little acquired god.

Ge Liao chased after him with a broomstick: "It's late, Chunqiu and I don't have a big meal tonight, you dare to say that our family is messed up, you are the only one who is messed up, your whole family is messed up..."

Already turning over eight hills, Ge Liao's anger was still there, and Zhu Yan was still screaming.

The little fat man withdrew his consciousness, held his three-tiered chin, and sighed deeply: "I thought it was a holiday today, and I could have a meal with Ansheng, alas."

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