At this moment, the two girls were asked to lie on the bed side by side. They didn't even need to lift their sweaters to directly find the acupuncture points, and started to rub them slowly.
At first, the child hummed twice, but then his expression became more and more comfortable, making Ayiguli eager to try:
"After the massage, digestion will be completed. Is your stomach empty?"
Guo Dong laughed: "How can it have such a magical effect? It just makes the child's stomach less upset, makes it more comfortable, and digests it a little faster."
She saw through Ayiguli's thoughts: "They were both stuffed, but it wasn't serious. But I went back to eat and drink after eating, so that's definitely not good."
Then he told Song Tan: "Just have a small bowl for lunch, and don't eat anything in between."
Does she know how bad Song Tan is?
When the seventh cousin's son comes back, their family has prepared good things to satisfy everyone.
Even though you know that you can't come back with your family there, you can be so greedy here, and the main thing is to make people regret it and never forget it, right?
With the rapid consumption of honey and the increasing awareness of tea, thinking about the long journey, the desire to go home fades away again.
As for the two eldest grandsons, they have been laughing and joking around for a long time. It seems that we are not afraid of the heat at all. The eldest child is not very energetic.
Guo Dong thought about it and agreed:
"Shi Jun doesn't have tattoo stickers like this? Especially the ones that older kids like to play with? Give two of them to my cousin and put them on his arms. Be more aggressive!"
Ayi Songtan didn't blush at all.
Every time I asked about my job when making video calls, a cousin said that he worked as a cook outside a family's house outside the village, making small pot meals for others...
Shi Jun shook his head instantly, that was too in tune: "Forget it, just buy it yourself, because you know it will be shipped after the year."
At the same time, I have to look at the table full of food and secretly drool.
When the party secretary Da Zhu went to Guo Dong's house, there was no ready food to eat, but Zhang Yanping was already hungry.
The hot room made me blurt out:
When Zhang Yanping came here, he said: Children should not have such low expectations.
When you're a cook, you always end up with something bad. But eating eight meals a day is freedom!
When Zhang Yanping heard this, did he understand it?
Now that Xiao Yue is in love with Song Shuliang, he has no worries anymore, so he said that.
That made it difficult for Guo Dong to answer: "If I remember correctly, Guli's stickers now only include Peppa Pig and Ultraman. Do you want to put them on?"
but……
The first cousin got the job done and was in a bad mood at the moment, so he just pretended to hear what his son said.
"I remember that when my seventh cousin first came to work not long ago, he sent you something. Tea, honey, white fungus... What, is the express delivery too far away?"
"It turns out you gave me the tea and honey!"
Qiao Qiao sighed: "You can't go outside his home to pick vegetables. You can buy tea yourself. It seems like something is missing... Oh, he asked me to prepare some and take two days to come to your house during the Chinese New Year.
One step up."
The two of them were chatting casually, and Shi Jun helped Ayi Shijun press it up. You frowned at the soreness of the acupuncture points, and for a while you couldn't help but think:
"The whole family can drink a small bowl of white fungus soup! And it's very stressful to go to the toilet! So is the honey! It's really great to pair the tea with kebabs and finger rice!"
The life in the child’s father’s hometown seems to be a little worse than in our frontier! There is no sense of freedom or happiness...
A grandma also knew this: "His father likes to use two stoves for cooking. It just broke down and we each have one, and it is still warm while cooking."
"If you want to cook it yourself, let Song Shuliang bring you some food. If you want to do it, you can go to the Shanxia Canteen to eat."
I never imagined that there would be so few procedures in one afternoon. It was that document, not this document. It was so confusing to sign, and my dad would stab me at every turn.
"Dr. Guo, what does he want for the New Year? Can you ask your cousin to prepare it for him?"
You are so good at maintaining your health that you can eat a meal by yourself even if you pull out a green vegetable. And throughout the year, there are plenty of things like hawthorn pills and summer tea.
Guo Dong paused and wondered: "It sounds like they have eaten it. But if they taste it, they should know that there is no bad food outside your place, right?"
Now when I returned to the yard, I found that Grandma Yi and Ayi Songtan were both at home. The fire they had built early in the morning had been deliberately buried half with ashes, leaving only a slight spark.
Song Shuliang has this face, this body structure, and a tattoo on his arm to bring back to his hometown for the New Year. Let’s see who among these people dares to complain!
"Okay!"
"Mom, come and help him light the fire."
"We have eaten. The two children knew it very well and kept wanting to come back to see what grandpa eats every day... You also bought the tickets, but your father had nothing to do at the moment, so he just bought the tickets.
"
The two looked at each other, and there was a tacit understanding of each other.
After thinking for a while he asked again:
"The house is still too small, and it's too hot in winter. I don't know how a young man like my father lived there."
Song Tan suddenly remembered something:
Because I grew up in a rural area, I know that even if there are no bad things outside the village, they must be very precious. My dad sent so many things from all the way, so it must have taken a lot of effort to get them!
Guo Dong knew that it was too late, so he took the initiative to change the topic:
Tsk.
"That's not right."
…
Qiao Qiao nodded: "Okay!"
Zhang Yanping, who had been sitting alone outside the main room for a while and was so cold that he rubbed his hands and stamped his feet, couldn't help but get up and walk around twice. He found that such a small house was really too quiet if there were not the sporadic sounds coming from the kitchen.
.
I only worry about the pig's trotters, eggs and dried beans outside the pot of stewed soup. Has the cooked meat been stolen by rats?
Turning to another topic:
By the time Zhang Yanping came back, it was not yet 12:00 noon.
At that time, a grandma also came back with eight people, mother and son, whose cheeks were flushed by the air-conditioning. The family was obviously very happy talking and laughing. Ayi Songtan even volunteered:
"There will be very few people left outside the village next year. Then it will be appropriate for you to pick vegetables from his vegetable patch. He will get some meal coupons or something, and you can buy them with your money."
First, he even opened the freezer and took out some ready-made fried milk made at Shi Jun's house yesterday.
"Let's wait until 2018. There will be fewer people there, so we can sort out the matter again."
Before the mother and son finished their wedding, they strolled back to warm themselves by the fire and chat, listening to interesting stories outside the village and talking about life on the frontier.
Why do you have to eat so much in the city?
But at this moment, when Ayi Songtan thought about it again, she felt filled with regret.
Guo Dong thought for a moment: "In that case, your family is going to do some shopping for the New Year, so take them both down with you. You should be able to find them outside the big boutique in the town."
Ayiguli instantly remembered that unforgettable memory, and nodded in surprise:
