What do you want to do

It's only a few days away from the third day of the new year. Qinuo and Feng Mo walk around the village with the old man every day. There is a market these few days, so Feng Mo went with the old man in the early morning.

Zeno turned over and patted... nobody?

Frowning and opening his eyes, Zeno turned his head and looked, but there was no one in the room.

He hurriedly got up, got dressed and familiarized himself with it, and went to the main room, but he didn't see Feng Mo's figure when he entered the door. He scratched his head, and turned to look for the old lady in the yard.

"Grandma, Feng Mo went to the market with my grandfather again?"

"Yeah, this Xiaofeng said that today he will accompany your grandfather to the market to buy some meat. He spent money on so many things he bought in the past two days. Look at this." The old lady sighed and felt a little displeased. It's so embarrassing.

"Isn't it Chinese New Year? Besides, he buys so many things and it's not that he doesn't eat. He eats the most at home." Zeno doesn't care about this. When Feng Mo needs to spend money, if you stop him from spending it, That's an angry, unreasonable guy.

The old lady smiled and shook her head, and went back to the house with him, muttering as she walked, "Yesterday your second grandpa called and said he was coming to our house on the first day of the new year, and you haven't seen him for a few years Well, do you remember him?"

Zeno frowned and thought hard, then nodded lightly, "I still have a little impression that he is my grandfather's half-brother? Didn't it mean that the old couple were taken by his son to live in Linshi? Why did they come back again?" .”

The old lady waved her hands, showing a little sympathy on her face, "I've been there for several years, and it was pretty good at the beginning. My son and daughter-in-law are also very filial. I usually take them out for a walk. I started last year. No way, your uncle seems to have resigned from his job and set up some kind of studio for himself. He is too busy to go home every day. The old couple are too old, their legs and feet are weak, their brains are not clear, and their words are confusing. The daughter-in-law there I don't want to serve you anymore."

Sighing again and again, the old lady reheated the big meat buns and white rice porridge steamed last night for Qino to eat, and sat beside her and took a small pot to pick beans.

Zi Nuo frowned, and asked puzzledly: "I remember that uncle is not in a state-owned enterprise? At that time, my parents were quite envious of him, saying that he was safe to eat the imperial food. How can I say so and then resign?"

"I did it myself. Your second grandfather didn't say much, but that tone is not good. Don't ask too many questions when their family comes over on the first day of the new year."

"I don't ask, what does it have to do with me." Zeno pursed his lips and lowered his head to continue eating.

He had almost finished his breakfast and Feng Mo also drove back with the old man. He didn't buy much today, he just brought half a sheep back.

"Give me something to eat." Feng Mo, who was covered in cold, had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, when he entered the door and saw Feng Mo eating breakfast, he leaned over to ask for the remaining half of the meat bun in his hand.

Zeno blinked, raised his hand to feed the bun into his mouth, and asked, "Did you go out without eating?"

"Eat, I'm hungry again." Feng Mo smacked his lips and went out to wash his hands.

"Old woman, come quickly, tear this half sheep apart and freeze it." The old man yelled in the yard, and the old lady hurried to help.

"Grandma, don't do it, I'll chop it up, I'm strong." Feng Mo turned around to stop the old lady, and went out again by himself.

Hearing the sound of Feng Mo chopping meat, Zeno laughed, "Grandma, what do you think of Feng Mo?" It was the first time he asked such a straightforward question after living at home for several days.

The old lady nodded with a smile, her expression very kind.

"He's a nice guy, he's really careful, and there's nothing wrong with him except he's a man."

What he said was quite serious, and Zeno laughed at that moment.

"Isn't that right, everything is good except being a man, haha, grandma, if Feng Mo listens to your words, he will definitely be annoyed."

"What annoys me?" Feng Mo happened to enter the door to change a machete to chop bones, and after hearing what Zeno said, he leaned over and looked at him with raised eyebrows, "Would you say something bad about me?"

"No, no, grandma praises you for everything, she really cares about you." Zeno waved his hands quickly, and asked with a smile: "Have you finished chopping?"

"No, it's coming soon." Feng Mo turned around and went out without thinking too much.

After looking at the old lady, Zi Nuo also jumped out. Seeing Feng Mo squatting in the yard in front of a big wooden board with sheep bones on it, he leaned over and lay down on Feng Mo's back, pressing him down.

"You are making trouble, get up quickly." The old man pawed him aside.

"No, I won't move around." Zeno pouted his lips and groaned but couldn't get up.

Feng Mo didn't talk about him, and chopped up the sheep's bones behind his back.

The old man looked at it and shook his head and sighed, he knew that the matter of the two children in front of him was settled like this, the old couple were very satisfied with Feng Mo, forget it, the children and grandchildren have their own blessings and they can't control so much.

The night before the Chinese New Year's Eve, Zi Nuo helped the old lady cook the meat, chicken, etc. for tomorrow, and also helped the old lady fry a lot of meatballs and pancakes. I didn't know why at the time, but I realized it later.

Neighbors in rural areas are all on good terms. During the Chinese New Year, everyone will go door to door to pay New Year’s greetings. When people come, they don’t like to give gifts. They just bring home-made snacks and food. Those who are older will give some back to others, which can be regarded as a joy.

The old couple is usually very popular, so there are many people who come to the house to pay New Year's greetings. People will come around tomorrow morning, so it is just right to prepare the night before.

Potato balls, pumpkin balls, what other date paste balls, mutton balls, pork balls have been fried a lot, Feng Mo is helping out and stealing them, eating one at a time and taking another at a time, the result is that Qino is sweating all over his head, He ate round with the stomach next to him.

"How old are you still stealing? You haven't had enough for dinner." Resignedly tilting his head to look at Feng Mo who was biting the eggplant box in his mouth, Zeno was so tired that he didn't even have the energy to roll his eyes.

"The freshly fried ones are delicious and delicious." He muttered indistinctly with a big mouthful, and an eggplant box was quickly eaten. He licked his lips and touched his stomach, and reached out to take another freshly fried The hot mutton balls stuffed into his mouth, satisfied, "full."

"..." The corner of his mouth twitched, and Zeno turned back to continue working and ignored him.

The old lady was making meatballs and putting them in the pot, and she laughed when she saw Feng Mo's appearance, "Didn't Xiao Feng eat these when he was at home?"

"I've eaten it, but it's not as good as grandma's." Feng Mo has a sweet mouth. In the past two days, he has been praising the old lady for her craftsmanship, and the old lady is happy to cook it for him every day.It's also thanks to his big appetite, otherwise he could really hold on to death.

The old man was in the room with a pipe in his mouth and called Feng Mo to let him play chess with him. Feng Mo leaned over and kissed Qino on the cheek, and left with a smile on his face.

"It's annoying, with oil all over your face." Zeno kicked him.

He didn't finish his preparations until late in the busy work. Zi Nuo's back hurts from standing, and he had to go to bed without even taking a bath. Feng Mo helped him take a bath, and the two of them quickly fell asleep on the warm kang.

Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year, and their new year will start soon.