Chapter 245 Yan Bugui is mixed with joy and sorrow

The little girl made lunch at noon, and no one ate it first, but kept waiting for her elder brother Xu Qing, second brother and third brother to come back.

At this time, I saw my elder brother and the others going back to the backyard, and hurriedly turned around and walked into the kitchen, and brought the food to the table in the front room.

Xu Qing parked his bicycle in the shade at the door of the house. After entering the house with his second and third brothers, he washed his face first, and then sat in front of the table and started having lunch.

The little girl asked curiously: "Brother, have you found Brother Jiefang and Jie Kuang from the third uncle's family?"

Xu Fengming pinched the steamed bun, bit a big piece in one bite, and chewed it in his mouth, while saying, "Don't mention it, who knows where they are? I ran for a whole morning and didn't even see the ghost."

The little girl pinched the steamed bun and said oh, "The third uncle and the third uncle are probably going to be sad again."

"Then you're sad!" Xu Fengming said disapprovingly: "Who told the third uncle to even his own son to plot against him? Otherwise, Jiefang and Jie Jie Kuang would have returned."

Xu Qing heard his third brother say this without saying anything.

Because Feng Ming is right!

If the third uncle was kind to them, Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang might not have taken advantage of the change of the sky and ran out and never returned.

However, this is also impossible. The third uncle is just alone, and he will not let anyone go when he calculates.

Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang have been influenced by them since childhood, and of course, Yan Jiecheng and Yan Jiedi.

If it weren't for this, how could Yan Jiecheng not go to find their younger brothers today?

As for this, I was just talking about it when I returned to Hu and Sha Zhu complained.

Xu Qing ate the steamed buns steamed by his sister, and did not continue to think, turned his head and praised the little girl.

"The steamed buns were steamed well today, soft and white!"

The little girl's pretty face instantly showed joy and smiled sweetly. Then she seemed to remember something, and her brows frowned high again.

Xu Fengming grinned and said, "Xiaoya, have you forgotten to mix stick noodles?"

The little girl glanced at her third brother in a quiet voice and said, "It seems that it's not mixed."

Then, he hurriedly said to Xu Qing: "Brother, I will definitely not forget it next time."

Xu Qing smiled and said, "It's okay, forget it. There should be a lot of white flour in our family now. I occasionally eat a few white flour buns to make it better for food."

Seeing that the eldest brother did not scold the little girl, Xu Fengming curled his lips, "Brother, you are really biased."

The little girl replied anxiously: "Brother is biased towards me. What's wrong? I steamed the steamed buns today. Why don't you cook from tomorrow?"

Xu Fengming immediately laughed and said, "Xiaoya, I am also partial to you. I eat the most steamed buns you always have, and you don't know."

"Hmph, that's not your appetite."

Xu Fengming quickly lowered his head, picked up the mung bean soup made by the little girl and said:

"I'm so hot today, I'll have to drink two more bowls."

Xu Qing was too lazy to listen to his third brother making nonsense, he was trashing.

However, this year's weather is really hot. It's not yet in a burrow, so it's so hot that it's unbearable. If you get into a burrow in a few days, it won't make you so hot.

After lunch, Xu Qing and his younger brother and sister sat in the room, holding palm-leaf fan and constantly fanning the air.

At this time, the sun was poisonous and sunny in the courtyard, and no one could see the entire courtyard that had been in three places.

Xu Qing shook the fan and thought, if it weren't for adding an electric fan to the house.

I just thought that I just bought a bicycle today, so I'd better forget it.

Electric fans these days are not cheap. Although they are not as expensive as bicycles, if you want to buy one, you still need tickets and money.

If you don’t have a ticket, you can use industrial coupons to get it.

Xu Qing will keep the industrial coupon next year to buy a sewing machine when he gets married to Ma Jinghong. How can it be used to buy an electric fan?

Moreover, there are no electric fans in the other houses in the yard. If you buy this, people from the yard will come to rub it. I am afraid that the cool breeze blown out by the three leaves will probably not be much cooler.

At 4:30 pm, the temperature gradually dropped. Xu Qing sat in the yard and chatted with Xu Damao and Sha Zhu at the newly bought bicycle.

Xu Damao was very angry about Yan Jiecheng not following the third uncle Yan Bugui out to find Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuan in the morning, and said to Sha Zhu with a cigarette in his mouth:

"Sha Zhu, why didn't you tell me earlier in the morning? I would have known that Yan Jiecheng wouldn't go to look for him. At that time, I turned back to the house to sleep. They didn't look for him, so I couldn't find him, so I rode my bicycle around the city at noon in the sun.

The third uncle is really good. We worked hard to send a cigarette to each of us, but he really has it!"

Sha Zhu gave Xu Damao a blank look and said, "Xu Damao, why didn't you say in front of the third uncle and the third uncle in the morning, what's the point of complaining to Qingzi and me now?"

"I..." Xu Damao smoked, glared at Sha Zhu, swallowed the words to his mouth again, and looked at Xu Fengming who was riding a bicycle in the yard.

Xu Damao is not stupid, how could he say what he said just now in front of Yan Bugui?

Xu Aiguo woke up from the house and walked out, sitting down next to his elder brother Xu Qing.

Sha Zhu took out a cigarette, handed it to Xu Aiguo and said, "Boy, come, smoke one to relieve the fatigue."

Xu Aiguo waved his hand and said, "Brother Yuzhu, you can suck it, I can't."

Sha Zhu raised his eyebrows, looked at Xu Qing sideways, and put his hand on Xu Aiguo's shoulder and said, "I can't learn, brother, I will teach you."

"Qingzi, have no objection?" Sha Zhu turned his head and asked Xu Qing.

Xu Qing thought for a moment and said, "Brother Sha Zhu, patriotism wants to smoke, I won't stop him, but I have to teach him, you don't have to bother, I'm there."

When Sha Zhu heard Xu Qing say this, he had to give up.

But Sha Zhu was bored and thoughts changed. He turned around and winked at Xu Aiguo and said, "Come on, your elder brother is not as old as me. I will teach you, and you will learn it in less than five minutes."

Xu Aiguo shook his head, "Forget it, Brother Yuzhu, I don't like it, I feel choked."

"What are you choking? I'll listen to me, I won't feel choking after I learn it."

Seeing that Sha Zhu was going to do something bad, Xu Qing gave Xu Damao a look, and Xu Damao kicked Sha Zhu and said:

"Sha Zhu, are you going to finish it? Patriotism doesn't want to smoke, so don't be careless. You want to smoke a lot, give it to me, smoke it every day, and you're so embarrassed to teach others how to smoke."

Sha Zhu was unhappy and raised his neck and angrily criticized Xu Damao.

"Xu Damao, you know nothing. I'm willing to suck the ones that are not good. Are you in charge of it?

Besides, smoking is to support national construction. Do you understand, don’t you read newspapers?”

Xu Qing was so amused that he couldn't help but unexpectedly, Sha Zhu actually talked about the big truth.

Although he was right, the tax on tobacco has indeed contributed considerable to national construction in the past few years.

But my second brother doesn't like smoking, and Sha Zhu makes fun by himself and makes happiness with patriotism, that won't happen.

Xu Qing said in a silence: "Brother Sha Zhu, please save your worries. If you teach my second brother the cooking skills, I think it is more reliable."

When Sha Zhu heard Xu Qing say this again, he looked up and saw Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu from the second uncle's house, coming out of the house, looking for the steps himself:

"Qingzi, look at the two boys in the second uncle's family, who learn to smoke without anyone teaching."

Xu Qing looked at Liu Guangtian and said nothing.

What they were willing to do? Xu Qing was not that timid, so he should care about them.

I used to say a few words for the sake of the second uncle and the second uncle.

Now, Xu Qingli doesn't want to pay attention.

.........

At around 8 o'clock in the evening, Xu Qing and his sister finished their supper, pulled a straw mat, spread it in the yard, and then sat on it to cool off.

The room was so hot that it was impossible to stay. Although it was not hot at noon at night, I just finished supper and couldn't stay in the room.

Xu Damao and Lou Xiaoe also pulled out a straw mat and spread it on the ground next to Xu Qing's straw mat.

The old lady sat among the crowd and told everyone about the past old society.

The evening breeze is gentle, the stars are dotted, the bright moon is hanging high, and the night is dark.

The old lady told quietly that Xu Qing shook his palm-leaf fan to drive away mosquitoes.

Xu Fengming lying beside the old lady, rubbing against the cool breeze, which made the little girl look disgusted.

Yi Zhonghai and an aunt were fine in the middle yard. When they walked to the back yard, they saw that there were many people sitting in the yard, so they took off their shoes and joined them. They also talked about some of the things he experienced when he was young.

In the front yard, the third uncle and the third aunt looked at the eldest son Yan Jiecheng who had just returned home, and their noses were so angry that they were crooked.

"What are you doing when you come back? My two younger brothers have been outside for more than a year and don't care at all. Are you the one who is like the eldest brother?!"

Yan Bugui smoked, his face calmly, and scolded him.

Yan Jiecheng also confronted him, lowered his head and finished his meal, put down his bowls and chopsticks, stood up and said:

"Dad, you and my mother are not there at home, it's useless for me to worry about it. By the way, I have something to tell you, I'll discuss it with Yu Li, and you can do it in a few months, and you and my mother will help me with the bride price and house."

When Yan Bugui heard this, he was stunned.

The three aunts looked happy and asked Yan Jiecheng.

"Xie Cheng, you tell your mother honestly, have you agreed with Yu Li?"

"That's sure, this is still fake!" Yan Jiecheng finished speaking, and saw that there was still half a piece of steamed bun on the table, he squeezed it in his hand and started eating.
To be continued...