Chapter 1181 1181. Milk and Tea
When their son comes back, the Old Song family is more worried than the seventh cousin himself!
At dawn, Qiao Qiao came to the yard with a milk bucket, and by the way, she also carried a bag of rice for the seventh cousin.
"Sister said that she forgot to give this to me yesterday, so she asked my seventh cousin to eat it well. If you want, um... want..."
He hesitated.
"What?"
Cousin Seven asked curiously: "Tell me the exact words." Qiao Qiao hesitated: "My sister said to slap people in the face hard, but Teacher Xin said that hitting people in the face is very insulting... ..."
Seventh Cousin: ...
"Don't worry," he comforted his disciple: "Your sister is exaggerating, just let me teach you a lesson."
"Oh oh oh." Qiao Qiao figured it out and warned at this moment: "Then I have to teach you a lesson! My uncle hasn't come back for so many years. Seventh cousin, please remember to spank your butt with a cane! My mother did it when I was a child. , It hurts so much!”
"It has a long memory!"
Cousin Seven accepted it all, and then he saw Qiao Qiao go back with peace of mind.
And now, the milk he handed to his granddaughter was boiled from that bucket of milk.
Although the aroma was already strong when it was cooked, the seventh cousin didn’t know much about the border area and wondered if they wanted to drink milk tea?
So I carefully added a pinch of tea leaves into it.
Nowadays, the rich aroma of milk blends with the equally fresh aroma of tea. Even in the empty yard, the old-fashioned and unattractive ocean bowl is used. The two granddaughters can't help but sniff: < br>
“It smells so good!”
Yesterday’s mutton skewers and beef were not as delicious as our own, but why is the milk so fragrant?
Ayiguli pushed them gently behind them: "Hurry up, don't let grandpa get tired."
Qiao Lepang and Afu immediately reached out to take the bowl, sweet He smiled sweetly and said: "Thank you, grandpa."
This looks much more pleasing to the eye than my own son.
Grandpa Qi Ciao nodded with a smile, and then asked his daughter-in-law: "Um...that Guli, ask your mother to serve you a bowl too. This is really delicious. I I just drank two bowls.”
I was so full that I didn’t even eat breakfast and I felt so full.
Ayiguli didn't quite understand, and was a little embarrassed. At this moment, Lian Mingdaiguessed and said quickly: "I'll serve it myself."
She spoke a little strangely His accent is not difficult to understand, and he always smiles and seems quite generous.
The seventh cousin nodded and pointed to the kitchen:
"It's right there, ask your mother to get you a bowl."
Song Shuliang waited quietly for a while and found that the old couple were not there. A man greeted me to drink, and I couldn't help but feel a little funny: "Why don't you have mine?"
The seventh cousin said, "If you don't have money, you can drink the northwest wind."
The silly son said "Ah", thinking that the old man was nodding at himself. At this moment, he quickly said with a guilty conscience:
"Dad, look at you... finally reunited. I'll give you 2,000 yuan during the Chinese New Year!"
Oh! Oh yo! The seventh cousin just wanted to roll his eyes.
Is he short of the 2,000 yuan now?
The bucket of milk in the morning was sold for 2,000. Let’s see if anyone wants it?
But no matter what he thought, when his son took out his wallet, he still pointed out in disgust: "Transfer! Transfer! Who wants cash? There is no place to spend it..."
When his son was counting the money, he seemed to say inadvertently: "By the way, I have sold our old house. If you are free, stay in the spring and build a small house next to it with me."
Huh?
Song Shuliang was stunned. After a while, he avoided another topic and just asked:
"Isn't this our old house? Dad, why did you sell the old house?" ”
The seventh cousin looked nonchalant:
"Why can't I? I'm old. What if I get sick and need money? I haven't seen you show respect to me in so many years. It costs two to three hundred to hire a caregiver a day!"
"It happens that someone in the village wants it. , Sell it for tens of thousands of yuan. Just give me a small one next to it, which is enough for the two of us to live in." He muttered, as if that was what he said. Song Shuliang wanted to object, but he couldn't. It is also true that he has not come back for so many years.
Moreover, he does not dare to brag about Haikou’s promise to provide for the elderly now.
After all, the sky is high and the road is far away, and he has his own family. He can't stay here for a few years, right?
Take the old man to the border area. The territory there is so big that it is not as convenient to see a doctor as it is here.
I could only sigh at this moment, but I didn’t express any opinion on the house price of tens of thousands of yuan.
After all, you know, the old house in the village is already very impressive if someone takes a fancy to it. It can be sold for tens of thousands, maybe tens of thousands.
The Seventh Cousin has laid so much groundwork for what will happen next:
"Just when you come back, I will take you to the village collective to apply for the homestead and other procedures. You need to apply for everything you need to do, and you also need to fill in the certificates that need to be given up. Otherwise, if the procedures are not clear, people will not want the house.”
Song Shuliang couldn't keep up with the rural policies here at all. He just listened confused and confused:
"Is this cost-effective?"
"No cost."
The seventh cousin's tone is now kind: "Our village party secretary is a capable person. He has already sorted out everything and helped you with the application. You just need to sign and sign. I will do the rest later." Ask her to do it.”
“Oh,” Song Shuliang nodded: “That’s fine.”
It doesn't matter if they sell it, the old couple will have some money in their hands, and if someone gets a headache in the future, he won't have to worry about it at the border.
The two children didn't understand anything. The seventh cousin spoke in dialect, which made it even harder to understand. They just obediently handed the empty bowl forward:
"Dad, I still want to drink."
Song Shuliang looked at the empty bowl and then at his daughter.
It was cold, and they were wearing thick clothes, so it was hard to tell whether their bellies were bulging or not.
But how long does it take? Why did you eat the whole bowl?
Looking at the other daughter, she also raised her head and wiped out the last drop.
"Don't drink anymore?" He became entangled: "What if I drink more and my stomach becomes bloated?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Ayiguli's happy voice at the door of the kitchen. He shouted:
“Oh my god, this milk tastes so good! It’s more fragrant than our milk!”
Song Shuliang was stunned for a moment.
Because as we all know, the cattle and sheep in their frontiers must be much more delicious than the ones here. Why is the difference in milk so big?
While he was thinking about it, he saw his two daughters still looking at him eagerly.
The seventh cousin paused for a moment, with a proud smile on his lips, and then said slowly:
"I can't drink so much at once...but the steamed milk buns are there." , can I get one for each of you?”
In fact, looking at the physiques of these two granddaughters, this bowl of milk is nothing, but they have just arrived, so be on the safe side.
The seventh cousin then added:
"Don't eat too much, it will break your stomach."
Steamed buns...
Granddaughter They don't really want to eat. The milk just tasted really good, and I felt so full. I could probably drink another bowl.
And compared to steamed buns, they still prefer to eat naan, but considering that the steamed buns are soft and have a different feeling from them, they nodded obediently.
"Thank you, Grandpa."
Update 2, good night.