Of course, it was all covered by the money my eldest son took.

Originally, the six rooms were prepared for three rooms for two sons, so why can’t the old couple live there?

However, his eldest son is very energetic. Since he went to Pujiang to do business, he decided to buy a house in Pujiang. He has long looked down on the house in his hometown.

He had already inquired from his eldest son. If he hadn't invested his money in the steamed bun shop, the money for buying a house would have been enough.

Now, he is very satisfied. His two sons are married and he already has two grandchildren!

No matter what, his goal is to achieve his family and live in peace and work.

Ling Long called Huang Guoyu over and did not discuss it with him in advance, which made him a little puzzled. He wanted to call his brother Huang Guosheng, who was the most famous figure in the village at the time!

"Replace the tea cup and tea leaves. I have Longjing here, you can try it." Ling Long poured water into Huang Guoyu's tea cup, and cold wind poured it in from outside. He closed a door beside him, and the two of them lit cigarettes and chatted behind the door. Because he and Huang Guoyu were of age, they got along very well. The reason why they called over was because of Ling Er's intention.

"You came back early this year. When will you leave after the New Year?" Huang Guoyu put the cigarette in his left hand, held the teacup in his right hand, leaned over his nose and sniffed it, and said with a smile, "Good tea."

"After the New Year, the child is young and he suffers when he goes out. I will probably leave first, let the mother and the mother stay at home for more periods and wait until the weather is warmer before going. You can try this tea, I will buy more, and I will bring some for you later." Ling Long saw his wife come out with a diaper and hurried over and take it to wash.

It was cold, wet, and strong wind. It snowed lightly in the morning. A thin layer was laid on the ground, but it never melted.

Ling Long was setting up bamboo diapers in the charcoal basin. Qiu Shaojie couldn't stand his clumsy appearance, so he snatched him over and drove him aside.

Ling Long rubbed his hands that were frozen red, lit a cigarette and said with a smile, "You are a guest, why are you embarrassed to let you work for me?"

"Stop talking about these useless calfs, just drink more with me tonight." Qiu Shaojie spoke while spreading his diapers on the bamboo strips. "If you do it like you, it will burn it in a while."

Hou Chengyu came out of the house and smiled, "With someone like you, my sister-in-law will enjoy her happiness."

Qiu Shaojie said, "Where did you enjoy happiness? I have never enjoyed happiness until now. I used to be adobe house, but now I am still adobe house. When I was born in the second child, I almost lost half my life. Before I could do it, I went to the production team to earn work points.

In the past two years, I have a little more wealth, but I can't help but suffer from the two children. One is big and one is small, one is more troublesome than the other. I owe them in my previous life."

Of course, what he was most worried about now was his brother Qiu Shaoliang. When he was poor, his brother was so anxious that he smoked a few cents of cigarettes every day and sighed.

Now, I have money, and I smoke a few dollars of cigarettes and a few dozen dollars of wine, but I feel like I am fine and eat and drink.

At night, there were more than a dozen kids and five or six women aged eight or nine, not counting the number of kids and five or six women aged 11 or 2. The Linglong family had two tables full.

In the end, he couldn't sit still, so Ling Er pushed him up and ate in the kitchen with his own rice bowl.

Seeing that Ling Er was not sitting, Huang Zhiqiang simply came down and gave the seat to the elders.

"Don't run away, you kid, I want to have a couple of glasses with you." Ling Long stopped Huang Zhiqiang.

"I am so little drunk, how dare I show off with you?" He is a college student now, and his status in the village is slightly worse than that of Ling Er, who is also a college student.

After dinner, he followed Ling Er to the old house of Ling family.

The sky was a little gloomy. When I opened the door, the wall strips on the edge of the door frame were wavy, dark, and I couldn't see anything, and there was a musty smell everywhere.

He pulled the rope switch and repeatedly pulled it a few times, but the light didn't light up.

"Give me a cigarette," Ling Er saw Huang Zhiqiang smoking, and couldn't help but want to smoke one. After lit the match and lit the cigarette, the flames were still there. He lit the two and a half candles next to the Master of the Kitchen God.

The room suddenly became bright.

There were dense spider webs on the roof. When I looked down, I saw that there was tide mud on the ground, and there was a lot of garbage rushing in from the water at the corner.

The old house has been completely destroyed.

"It's impossible to practice." Ling Er said with a smile on his cigarette ring.

"Then just flip the building. I think many of the houses outside are now tiled houses." Huang Zhiqiang said indifferently.

"I heard that your dad is coming back to flip the cover?" Ling Er asked.

"I just heard what they said, and I will know when he comes back." Huang Zhiqiang smiled and said, "If they do whatever they want, I will do anything. Anyway, I will start working in the future, so I will definitely not have the chance to live in the countryside."

"Where is Liu Lili?" Ling Er, Liu Lili and Huang Zhiqiang took the college entrance examination together. He was brave enough to win the three armies and was invincible. He was basically allowed to choose domestic universities.

Huang Zhiqiang was not ideal in the college entrance examination and was not qualified to choose, but at least he reached the junior college line and was admitted to an automobile vocational school in the province, becoming a glorious college student.

As for Liu Lili, she was purely inappropriate in her performance. She watched Ling Er and Huang Zhiqiang go to college. She was unwilling to give up and finally repeated the school for another year. This year, she should have taken the college entrance examination with her third brother.

"You're at home. I've seen her once after so long. I heard that I'm not leaving the door and I'm just competing with books." Huang Zhiqiang said.

Ling Er smiled and said, "Then I won't disturb her reading."

He was afraid that he would cause her some gap or psychological burden.

When Ling Daikun and others were having a good meal, it was getting darker. They stayed in the village at night and had no place to sleep. Ling Er urged everyone to leave.

He drove the tractor and asked Wang Gang, Qiu Shaojie and others to sit in the back carriage. He walked halfway and put them down. Only he and he and I returned to the city.

This year's Spring Festival is different from previous years, because Ling Daikun decided to take charge of the chef himself, and he had long complained about his daughter's cooking skills.

The girl’s cooking is not bad, but it doesn’t have anything to do with the delicious food. She has room for improvement but still remains the same. Isn’t this not seeking progress?

It is impossible for a daughter to listen to him!

He could only do it himself and have enough food and clothing.

Today he fried meatballs, but there was no one he didn't like to eat!

Look, the old daughter who has always ignored him is following him happily. Several times, he even heard the little girl calling him dad.

"Speak again, Dad." Ling Daikun used the meatballs in his hand as bargaining chips again.

"I won't eat it anymore." Lao Wu shook his head.

"If you don't eat, call me dad." Ling Daikun.
Chapter completed!