Chapter 201 Returning to the village in seventy-seven, returning to hometown in fine clothes
Qiqi left Taoxi Village for a week and came back with great surprise.
As soon as Song Yueliang's car drove into the village, the little guy couldn't wait to open the car window and waved hello to the villagers he met along the way.
Uncle Chen's third uncle, fourth uncle, fifth uncle... a list of titles that a brain like Song Yueliang could hardly remember.
The little kids who came back from grazing cattle in the village ran after the car almost in a swarm, not even paying attention to their own cattle, shouting "7777" all the way.
Qiqi went out for a trip back to the village. It was as grand as returning home in fine clothes, and it was extremely sensational.
There were also Huazi and Goudan, who had been waiting early at the place where Song Yueliang usually parked their cars. When Qiqi got off the car, the two of them rushed up to hold Qiqi up and left.
"Hurry up, hurry up, we are making rice cakes at home. If you come back later, you will not be able to catch up!"
"Goudan, are you going to my house or yours?"
"What about your house and my house? If we go to Qiqi's house, my mom and I will carry them all over, and they're all making pancakes at Qiqi's house!"
"We went out to play for seven days, and didn't even call us during the period. It's only because we care about you that we don't get angry with you! Humph!"
"You are only allowed to eat one rice cake today! Any more! Unless you have something fun to trade for!"
The seventy-seven-year-old boy was short and couldn't reach the ground as he was being held up by two children. He stopped struggling and said loudly while hanging in the air, "Yes, there is something fun! I've been helping to take care of the flower garden these days, and Uncle Tang has paid me wages.
A Transformer was sent! It’s in my backpack!”
Oh ho!
Qiqi's backpack is gone.
The two brothers took her backpack and ran away.
Qiqi, "..." Is she still here?
Song Yueliang, who caught up from behind, laughed so hard that she blushed, picked up the silly baby and walked home.
It gets dark early in winter.
It was less than seven o'clock when I got home, and the lights were already on in the small courtyard.
The cold wind blew fiercely, blowing the loquat trees in the corner of the courtyard, but the small fenced courtyard did not look desolate.
The hall was extremely lively, full of people, laughter and laughter.
There is a burnt-sweet smell in the air.
"Mother-in-law, great-grandfather, father, uncle, uncle Agui, I'm back!" Qiqi twitched her little nose, pushed open the courtyard door, and ran to the main room smelling the smell.
Someone immediately stood up and came out to welcome him.
One, two, three, four, five.
Not one of the people Qiqi shouted came out.
The fastest one to come out was Zhang Xifeng.
It was getting cold, so the old woman put on the gray-blue coat from the old year, a gray woolen hat, and armbands on her sleeves.
When she heard the shouting, she was grinding rice cakes, and her hands were covered with half-dried cake powder. She was afraid of soiling her baby's clothes, so she didn't dare to reach out and hug her.
"We Qiqi are finally back. Is it cold? Come inside and warm yourself by the fire. It's warm inside!" Looking at the baby running in, the old woman narrowed her eyes with a smile and felt full of energy.
"Mother-in-law, Qiqi misses you so much! Do you miss Qiqi?" Qiqi ran into the old woman's arms as a baby swallow, holding her tightly with her little hands, showing full attachment.
The smile creases at the corners of Zhang Xifeng's eyes deepened, "Think about it, how can I not think about it, my mother-in-law thinks about Qiqili every day!"
"I just focused on coaxing my mother-in-law, and even my great-grandfather ignored me." Mr. Fu, who was a step too slow, pretended to be amused and raised his white beard.
"Qiqi misses my grandpa too much!" The little boy immediately rectified his name.
"How much do you want it?"
"I wonder... there are so many rice cakes in the main room!"
There was laughter inside and outside the hall.
Fu Yanchi picked up her daughter and said, "You want to eat rice cakes, right?"
Yan Xi laughed, "Qiqi, there are still several baskets of sugar rings in the kitchen, do you want to include them all? Hahaha!"
Qiqi hung in the air and blinked, her little face flushed slightly, and her little hands secretly covered her stomach that was growling due to the fragrance.
It's so difficult to have an iron wall as dad said. Qiqi still feels embarrassed.
The New Year is getting closer and closer, and the situation in the village is good this year. Women in every household have long thought about doing more New Year goods this year and making more food to satisfy the cravings of the children at home.
Knowing that Qiqi would be back today, Zhang Xifeng rushed to make pancakes and fried sugar rings today, so that she could have a hot and fresh mouthful when the baby came back.
Their family usually celebrates the New Year in Qiqi, and they don’t even eat the simplest New Year snacks.
Zhang Xifeng set a date, and several other people in the surrounding area rushed to join her. With so many people, the work was not tiring, and they all worked quickly while chatting and laughing.
There were a lot of people in the main room at this moment, women and children crowded into the room, several braziers were set up, and several baskets of rice cakes were already being made.
Huazi and Goudan were at the back of the main room, barely making an open space, and played Transformers with the other kids who caught up with them, and they were all fascinated.
Zhang Xifeng led Qi Qi in, found a basket where cakes were being baked, opened the old newspaper covering it, and a smell of burnt sweetness hit her nostrils.
There is a wire sieve placed on the basket, and rice cakes of various shapes are neatly arranged in the sieve. They are already browned and can be eaten.
"Which Qiqi wants to eat, my mother-in-law will get it for you." Zhang Xifeng said with a smile.
Qiqi's eyes fell on the rice cake shaped like a small fish, "This, mother-in-law, Qiqi wants to eat small fish!"
"Okay, Qiqi will eat the small fish first, and my mother-in-law will bring you something with flowers later." Zhang Xifeng immediately picked up the small fish and rice cake, blew on it before passing it to Qiqi, "This is fresh from the kang, be careful.
If it burns your mouth, eat slowly."
The rice cake was indeed very hot in her hand, but Qiqi was reluctant to let go. She carefully took the rice cake and sat on a stool nearby, turning the rice cake over and over again by the light and looking at it several times.
When I had seen enough, I pursed my lips and took a small bite on the edge of the rice cake. The freshly baked rice cake was very soft and not as hard as after being cold.
The crushed peanuts and sesame inside are mixed with rice noodles, which is fragrant and sweet, and tastes great in your mouth.
Qiqi's eyes narrowed and curved into crescent moons.
While she was eating rice cakes, several adults sat around and looked at her, seeing her cherished look in their eyes. They were happy but also sad.
It seems that no matter how to compensate or how to treat Qiqi better, it is not enough.
Compensation is just compensation, but the sins that the baby has suffered can never be erased in his lifetime.
"Mother-in-law, our rice cakes are so fragrant and delicious!" The baby tasted the taste, and his voice seemed to be filled with the sweetness of the rice cakes.
"Qiqi likes to eat, and my mother-in-law will cook it for you after eating!"
Outside the hall, Yan Xi ran in with something in her hand, "Qiqi, come here, these are freshly fried sugar rings. My uncle helped you taste them. They are so delicious! They are especially crispy!"
"Thank you, uncle! Do you want more? Seventy-seven, half for you!"
"No, I have fried fish!" The young man with curly yellow hair took out a few pieces of fried and fragrant fish from his coat pocket and threw them into his mouth one by one in front of Qi Qi.
Qiqi has no share.
"..."
Yan Xi was beaten.
Being beaten.
The women and children in the village all laughed and laughed.
Of the two sons of the Yan family, if Xiao Fu is the first, then Yan Xi can be the second.
They all deserve a beating.
I'm here to give you book coins again. Don't be too polite, dear ones. Why do you always leave them to me?