Chapter 1049

Suddenly, Gu Zheng looked up and saw that at the entrance of the village, between the fields, his mother was holding a flashlight and looking forward to the only way to the village.

After hearing Gu Zheng's response, the old mother with a face full of vicissitudes showed a happy smile in an instant.

The pleats on her face were squeezed into a flower because of this irrepressible smile. A flower called happiness was blooming more brightly because her son's figure was getting closer and faster.

"Mom, why did you come here? Didn't I tell you I'd be home at eight or nine in the evening?"

"Also, how long have you been waiting in the field? Your lips are dry and white!"

After hearing Gu's call, Gu Zheng couldn't even carry his luggage. He casually gave a meal to the side of the field and went straight to Gu's place.

I don't know if it's the residual emotional dependence of the original owner. The sour emotion, which is difficult to explain and can't be explained, gushed out in that greeting, turned into tears in the eyes, nose water in the nose, choking in the throat, trembling all over and full of shame, And a pair of hands full of compensation handed to my mother.

"Mother, I'm back!"

After seeing the warm and tolerant smile that made him familiar, all the emotions pumped out finally turned into a sigh that the original owner wanted to say for a long time.

"This time, I won't go anywhere. I'll live with my mother at home!"

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"Oh! Yes! You can say anything!"

"Stop standing here, son. Are you hungry and tired on the way?"

"Where's your luggage? I'll carry it for you? Let's go home. My mother stuffed you with steamed bread and made your favorite stew."

"Go back and wash it. Let's eat quickly!"

With these words, Gu's thin but powerful palms caressed Gu Zheng's cheek. With a little cautious temptation, he felt firmly when he saw that his son had not evaded as much as before.

Then he continued with a tremor: "thin, thin like this."

"Just come back, just come back, we won't go back to those big cities!"

"What's good? I'm so tired!"

"Go! Let's go home!"

With that, Gu's mother really walked towards the luggage behind Gu Zheng.

Looking at that meaning, she is going to give Kang this big bag of more than 100 kilograms back home for her son.

If he had been a son of a bitch before, I'm afraid he would have suffered, but can Gu Zheng do this immoral thing now?

He hurriedly stopped in the direction of Gu's mother, and spoke words that moved the other party.

"Mom, how can you do this? What do you have a son for? It's a blessing, isn't it?"

"I'm so old. I'm not a child. Your son, I can do it."

"I'm strong and we're going fast. Mom, didn't you cook delicious food?"

"I'm starving!"

As soon as she heard this, Gu's mother couldn't help her son resist the bag. She brushed and pulled the flashlight, turned it in one direction, and took a picture in the direction of the door.

"Yes! Hurry home! Let my son have a good bite!"

This sentence is like a signal, which makes Gu's swollen legs no longer hurt because she has been standing and waiting for a long time. Some flowers' heads are not dizzy because of the inexplicable abnormal climate. The two not long legs tumble especially quickly. She led the way with a flashlight in front of her eldest son.

At this time, Gu's mother was full of energy. She had to walk slowly for half a village for a long time. Inspired by her son's wish, Leng was crossed by her.

The neighbors who looked out because of the barking of dogs in the courtyard were surprised and asked with a little doubt, "aunt, what are you doing? You should walk slowly."

"It's so old and dark on the road. What if you knock and bump? Your Zhengzi is not around. You can't even find someone who can take care of you."

But after hearing these words, Mrs. Gu suddenly raised her voice three points too high. She could hear the volume in almost half of the village. She responded to the neighbor with a little pride: "how can it be! It's all right!"

"See, Zheng Zi is back! He said, send my eldest grandson to settle down, and then he won't go. He's still in the village, so he'll live with me!"

"What am I afraid of? I have a son to serve!"

The neighbor's sister-in-law who heard this couldn't cry or laugh. When your son comes back, you have to serve one more person. It's better to commit suicide by yourself.

But she knew that Qin Xiulan couldn't hear this, because the mother of protecting the calf was always cheerful and kind to others. She was the most capable.

But there is only one thing, that is, she can't speak ill of her son. If she hears something wrong, I'm afraid she can directly cut and kill each other's house with a kitchen knife to let the other party know the power of an old mother.

Therefore, when the knowledgeable neighbors saw that Aunt Qin was all right, "Pa Pa Pa" closed their courtyard doors, making the whole village fall into a quiet atmosphere again.

As for old Gu's mother Qin Xiulan at this time?

He had already opened the lock on the door of the courtyard, removed the support by the door, and let his son into the courtyard.

When entering the front door of the main house, he also took off the broom for sweeping the Kang hung on one side of the wall and swept up and down to the dusty Gu Zheng.

At this time, Qin Xiulan thought about Gu's side. She deliberately moved the chair in the main room to Gu Zheng's chair. She naturally picked up a few red apples on the tea table and stuffed them into her son's arms. After confirming that she was not hungry or thirsty, she put down her heart and went straight to the stove on the west side.

This made Gu Zheng, who was served so well, smile bitterly.

In so many worlds, no one has ever served herself like Qin Xiulan.

If the mother who loves her son more than anything knew that her son had left the world at this time, let alone five years of life, she would not live for a moment.

So this is the time to test your acting skills.

Even if he has received the memory of the original owner, just for such a mother, Gu Zheng should turn out these memories of getting along and review them again, so as not to leak in the eyes of Qin Xiulan, who is full of sons.

Gu Zheng, who is facing the great enemy, has no conflict at the bottom of his heart. On the contrary, he has some inexplicable expectations.

Looking forward to getting along with a mother who loves her children very much.

He can receive such a task. I'm afraid God pity him. He has never really enjoyed doting, and make compensation for what he has done.

As for the countdown to the end of the world, the small red characters of 15:16:33 were automatically ignored by Gu Zheng.

Even the client, who has no responsibility, can live with my mother for another five years. Is he Gu Zheng? How much worse?

The more he thought about it, the happier Gu Zheng was. Before he had time to look carefully at his future home, Qin Xiulan, carrying a huge sea bowl, lifted the curtain and came out from the stove on the west side, putting the hot stew of the night in front of Gu Zheng.

"Son, you have some soup first. I'll buckle it in the pot and it won't be hot for a long time."

"When your mother goes back and gives you those two pastries, you can eat them. Oh, by the way, do you want a whole drink?"

"Just serve the dishes and sleep at night!"

With these words, Qin Xiulan went straight to the east of the main hall, where Gu Zheng was sleeping. Under the small table next to his Kang, there was always a small paper box, in which either Yancheng ancient brew without clothes or a smaller gold medal brandy.

In short, it is a meal to drink one, even the problem of volatilization does not exist.

When Qin Xiulan took out a glass bottle in the dark, Gu Zheng in the main room had sucked and drank sheep soup.

Yes, the Lamb Soup of nanzhuangzi has very local characteristics.

Because the sheep here are different from those in Mengjiang, the smell of mutton is particularly light because of the abundance of water and grass.

Nanzhuangzi's sheep are all goats raised by families. Because of the different geographical location and feed, nanzhuangzi's mutton smell is a little biased.

However, the lamb with strong smell of mutton is far more delicious than the sheep in Mengjiang when making a local food here.

The reason is that the essence of this dish is that it has a strong flavor of broth.

This is nanzhuangzi's sheep basin.

The fat was removed from the shoulder blades of the sheep and boiled into a milky soup with the sheep and scorpions.

When it was boiling hot, it was cut into thin pieces from all parts of the same sheep. Under the stew of the big bubbling stove, it was put into the pot in turn according to the easy cooking time of each part.

When all the fillings are almost eight mature, throw in a basin full of sincere cucumber slices, celery stems, Chinese cabbage, and mung bean vermicelli made by local families, with a little pepper, a little monosodium glutamate, a little salt, and a little heavy vinegar juice.

This pot can't say anything, and the sheep basin with connotation is freshly baked.

If at this time, you hurried to eat with rice and soup?

Then you're very wrong.

When eating this sheep basin, how can a bowl of small ingredients containing sesame paste, tofu milk, leek flower sauce and chili oil be or lack?