211. There is no feast that never will be over

Wang Qian came back with a bag in Wang Zhenhe's hand. She was a little curious about what could make her father so happy on the first day of the Chinese New Year. It was difficult to learn from Mingyuan and they made a bag of snacks, but this was not like his father's style.

"Daughter, don't be silly. What good things have Dad brought you back?"

Wang Zhenhe put the pocket in his hand on the kang. Fortunately, the children who paid New Year's greetings went back, and there were only a few people in his family in the room. When Wang Qian saw what was on the kang, her eyes widened.

"Dad, you are so awesome. You can come back with so many things when you go out to pay a New Year's call. I admire you."

Give Wang Zhenhe a thumbs up, "Daughter, do you like these things? If you like Dad's trip, it's not in vain."

There are a lot of things on the kang, such as copper coins in the past, banknotes issued at the time of liberation, Yuan Datou in it, and a beautiful porcelain jar. She doesn't understand that this was made by that dynasty, but the appearance is really exquisite, and it looks like it. Wang Qian doesn't know how much these things will be worth in the future, but it's definitely right that they didn't sell them.

A delicate little face was happy. "Dad, that's right. I like all these for my custody. I will continue to work hard in the future."

Mingyuan took out a note and looked at it. His eyes stared, "Dad, what kind of money is this? It's so big. Why is there still three yuan here? I haven't seen it."

Several children on the kang took turns to look at the paper money they hadn't seen before, and they couldn't help smacking, "Oh, my God, so much money, if we can buy a lot of sugar."

When Zuo Yu saw the money, he remembered to compare it with buying food, but Wang Zhenhe touched the little guy's head and said, "Zuo Yu, this money can't be used now. It's just released at the time of liberation. Now it's a piece of paper. No one dares to sell it to you when you get

Wang Qian sorted out all these banknotes one by one, put them in a notebook, put those copper coins in a carton, and keep them in the space at night. This is all money. She is worried about putting them outside.

Several old men who went out to wander came back to hear Zuo Yu talk about the copper money, and quickly asked to take it out. Although Lao Chen and Lao Cui saw these copper coins, although they could not say Zi Chou Yin Mao, they just let Wang Qian take it well. Although the old man couldn't say anything, they thought it should be a good

The time passed quickly, and the three-day New Year was over soon. Even if everyone didn't want to separate, the time to get together was still very short. First, the old couple of Geng Lianhua left first, and then it came to Zuoxiangcheng when they left with their three children.

Zhang Lan packed a large bag of dried seafood and salted fish prepared for them. He prepared all the dried vegetables and pickled pork and pork oil that could be brought to them. Hao Lianchun packed out his grandson's clothes and secretly shed tears.

Zhang Lan didn't want to cry, but when she saw the small faces of the three children, she couldn't help feeling. There was a sadness in Wang Qian's eyes.

I came here because they met in the sun at noon. Two years later, Zuo He has regarded this place as his home. The people here are his closest family.

"Sister Qianqian, remember me in the future. Don't forget me."

Wang Qian looked at the handsome little boy in front of her and nodded vigorously, "Brother Zuo He, take care of himself. Write to us more when you have time."

After two years, it has been said that it is long or short, but it can never be extinguished in the heart of the family, especially Wang Qian and others and Zuo He grew up together. Usually, they are very close, and even Mingyuan and others can't stand being separated.

Pulling Zuo He's three brothers one by one, it seemed that they couldn't finish talking. Zhang Lan hugged the children one by one with tears, and secretly stuffed ten yuan into everyone's pocket.

Although she was not born by herself, she really has feelings for these three children. She will never forget the scene that happened in her mother's family in Zhang Lan's memory. There were three little boys who would stand up for her safety.

"Auntie, I will miss you. Take care of yourself. I will come back if I have a chance in the future."

Zuo He's words were sad. Hao Lianchun held his grandson's tears like broken beads. Zuo He stretched out his little hand to wipe his tears for her, and he also shed tears at the same time.

"Grandma, let's not cry. We will be reunited in the future."

Zuo Yu held Zuo Zhanshan's reluctant look in his arms. The old man led his two grandchildren to tell them from time to time. The sky outside was gloomy. When they came out of the yard, snowflakes had begun to float in the air. Wang Zhenhe and the things to be taken away by Zuo Xiangcheng were loaded on the

In order to avoid snow affecting the journey, Wang Zhenhe and Zuo Xiangcheng began to urge everyone to get on the bus. Peng Ziyun hugged Zhang Lan hard. Sister-in-law, take good care. My parents-in-law will leave it to you. We will meet again in the future.

Wang Zhenhe took all three children into the car. The old man loaded the luggage of several people into the carriage, and shook hands with Wang Zhenhe with the left to the city. The couple got on the truck. The truck slowly started and slowly left in the hands of everyone.

"Alas, there is a long shed for thousands of miles, and there is no feast that never goes away." Mr. Chen said with some emotion.

Wang Qian turned her head and looked at the old man who was a little depressed. She said with a smile, "Grandpa Chen, there is another saying that we are destined to meet thousands of miles away, and we don't meet each other. We are all predestined people, and we will get together again in the future. As long as we want, everything is possible.

Mr. Chen touched her head with a smile, "Yes, we are all predestined. Just for your words, we and Zuo He will see each other again."

Zuo He and the others left, and the Wang family was still a little uncomfortable with this kind of life for a while. Usually, a few naughty guys seemed to be angry at home. When they left Mingyuan, they couldn't make trouble alone, so they could only follow the old man obediently.

Soon it will be the day when the dragon raises his head in February. On this day, according to rural customs, men will cut their hair on this day. It is not allowed to cut their hair at this time of the Spring Festival. According to the old man, if there is an uncle in the family who cuts his hair, his uncle will die, so Mingyuan and

There is no barbershop in the countryside at this time. It is all cut by his family or neighbors. Wang Zhenhe took a shaved pusher to cut his two sons' hair. When it was his turn, it was cut by Zhang Lan. The man's haircut today represents a year's dragon and horse spirit, so Zhang Lan simply cut the hair of several old men.

Wang Qian and Wang Xuan have begun to have long hair, so the two of them don't have to cut them. Zhang Lan just cut the bangs for the two sisters.

There is also a custom in the countryside here in Northeast China on February 2nd, which is to eat pancakes. Zhang Lan and the old lady mixed the white noodles and corn noodles into a sticky ** shape, took a spoon and dred it little along the edge of the pot to the bottom of the pot, spread it into a large skin, and then wrapped the pre-fried pickled cabbage vermicelli with some diced meat and pancake skin, which became the pancakes Wang Qian and Double, and layer by layer, the Wang family used two kinds of stuffing today, and the other is bean sprouts.

For lunch, everyone just drinks porridge and eats pancakes, even vegetables with rice. There are not many other things in the Wang family, but there is enough oil when cooking, so that several old men put a button on their trousers belts one by one.

Mingyuan took his sister to class. Zhang Lan finished packing up and began to feed the newly caught piglets at home. Hao Lianchun looked at the eating piglet happily. He couldn't help but think of the situation when the children saw the pigs being captured during the Spring Festival.

couldn't help sighing, "Zuo He and the others have left, and they can't eat pork this time. Alas, when I think about the children playing pig grass, I feel like I'm dreaming, and I'm gone when I wake up."

Zhang Lan knew that the old lady was thinking of her grandson. "Auntie, let Zuo He and others come to play when we kill pigs during the Spring Festival. They are just in the winter vacation. This year, they are guaranteed to let them have a full stomach. The three brothers don't know how they are doing in the north. Sometimes they think "

The old lady also echoed, "That's right. I'm also worried that Zuo He didn't get used to it in the past. My heart hasn't fallen all day long."

While talking, the familiar car bells were remembered on the street outside.

Hao Lianchun said excitedly, "Alan'er, isn't it Zuo He's letter? I have to go out and have a look."

The old lady ran to the gate quickly, and the postman Xiaobai really appeared at the door of the Wang family. When the old lady saw Xiaobai now, she was like seeing her relatives of the People's Liberation Army, and the smile on her face was unbroken. At this moment, Xiaobai was more angel than an angel in her eyes. This young

"Old lady, your letter has been collected."

Hao Lianchun took a look at Zuo He's handwriting and thanked Xiao Bai Lianlian, "Alan'er, Zuo He's letter. Let's go back and have a look."

After receiving the letter from his grandson, Hao Lianchun walked so fast that Zhang Lan could not catch up. As soon as the mother entered the room, they quickly tore open the envelope and began to read it carefully.

In addition to saying that he miss them, the letter also introduced the situation there. This is exactly what the old lady wants to know. Zuo He said in the letter that the situation there is very good. He is studying in a school run by the army, and the students are basically the children of soldiers.

After reading the letter, the old lady didn't forget to boast, "My grandson's handwriting is still good."

Zhang Lan looked at the excited old lady with a smile, "Auntie, you can finally rest assured this time. Zuo He is a good boy wherever our family goes. You can read the letter and say that you have a good relationship with your classmates. Don't worry if you are old. With Zuo Hao and Zuo Yu, no one can bully

The old lady's mind was right by Zhang Lan, and she couldn't help slapped her. "Ghost girl, you're the only one. I'm worried about your aunt. It's good this time. The child's place is very good, and I have nothing to worry about the rest."

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