Chapter 97

Gu Xiaowan got up, but he didn't speak. He took the chopsticks, reached into the big bowl of meat, put several pieces into the small stone bowl with the chopsticks, and then put several pieces into the bowl of Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang respectively.

Seeing Gu Xiaowan's politeness, Aunt Zhang and her parents no longer refuse, and they let go of the dishes.

A meal, everyone is eating with relish. After dinner, Aunt Zhang insisted on doing the dishes, but Gu Xiaowan could only rely on Aunt Zhang and they were busy in the kitchen. Gu Xiaowan took advantage of his work and told Aunt Zhang the method of boiling bone soup.

On hearing that the method of making bone soup is so simple, Aunt Zhang clapped her hands excitedly: "this is simple. I'll go to the town in a few days to buy some big bones and stew it for Uncle Zhang and them to drink!"

"Well, auntie, this big bone is cheap, but it has high nutritional value." Gu Xiaowan echoed. He also told Aunt Zhang some dishes made with bone soup: "like auntie, you can cook noodles with bone soup, which is fragrant and full of oil. Take care of Uncle Zhang and brother Shitou. They'll cheer you up if they eat it

Two people in the chat, the hands of the work did not slow down a bit, two people will quickly clean the pots and pans, put back in place, put. Back in the big house.

I saw Gu Ningping dancing happily.

"What's the matter? Why is Ning Ping so happy? " Aunt Zhang asked with a smile.

"Elder sister, Aunt Zhang, I finally learned to write my character gu!" Gu Ningping excitedly reports the results to Gu Xiaowan, and then pulls Gu Xiaowan to see a word on the ground. Although Gu's handwriting is crooked, it can somehow complete the whole character with a stroke.

"Not bad!" Gu Xiaowan praised. Looking at Gu Ning'an, the two children are diligent. Although Gu Ningping's talent in calligraphy is not very good, he is willing to learn and practice. This is only half an afternoon with evening Kung Fu. He has already written Gu's calligraphy which is so difficult to write.

It's really very rare.

When Aunt Zhang heard that Gu Ningping could write, she also said happily, "why, we Ningping learn to write? Let my aunt see it! " When Aunt Zhang saw the word on the ground, although she said that she didn't know what Gu Ningping had written or how it was written, she was also sincerely happy for Gu Ningping when she looked excited.

"Yes, when your father was alive, he also taught you how to write with a small stone, but later, his life was so poor that he didn't see your father write." Aunt Zhang sighed. I don't know what's going on tonight. I'm so happy that I always think of the people who passed away.

I think it's a pity for those who have passed away early.

"Well, you are all promising. If your parents have a spirit in heaven, they will be happy for you." Aunt Zhang still didn't hold back. She shed tears, but tears of joy and excitement: "look at me. I'm so happy that I didn't hold back."

Gu Xiaowan understands Aunt Zhang. It turns out that when her mother was alive, she had the best relationship with Aunt Zhang. When Uncle Zhang's legs were just broken, Aunt Zhang's family didn't have any male laborers. Gu's father went to help Aunt Zhang after finishing his farm work. Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang were very grateful.

Uncle Zhang also sighed: "Wan wench, you are the elder sister. As the saying goes, elder sister is like a mother. If your father and your mother see that you have brought several younger brothers and sisters so well, your father and your mother should close their eyes."

Perhaps, soft hearted people are like this, will be moved from time to time, Gu Xiaowan felt that no matter in the past life or now is the same. Seeing Aunt Zhang wiping tears and sniffing her nose, Gu Xiaowan can't help but shed tears. For Gu's father and mother, and for her father and mother, the new year begins today. I don't know how they are doing this year?

Without her company, the house is still lively. Mother Gu loved to make dumplings. At that time, father Gu went to buy vegetables, and then went home to chop dumpling stuffing. There were vegetables and meat stuffing, mushroom meat stuffing, scallion meat filling and carrot meat filling. Mother Gu kneaded flour and rolled dumpling skin in the living room. Gu Xiaowan was only responsible for making dumplings.

There is TV in the living room, and the family can make hundreds of dumplings in an afternoon! This year, such a big change happened. I don't know if mother Gu and father Gu are in the mood to make dumplings.

Gu Xiaowan had mixed feelings in her heart. In the end, her sobbing turned into crying. She really wanted to cry. She missed her parents. However, now, she can't go back, her parents did not have her only cotton padded jacket, how sad they should be!

In the past, Chinese new year was a happy, happy and happy festival. This year, they should be sighing, desolate and miserable.

How sad they should be when the white haired man gave the black haired man. At the thought of Gu's father and mother's heartache, Gu Xiaowan's heart began to ache.

The rest of the small saw her sister crying, and they all began to cry.

"Mother, I want my mother..." Gu Xiaoyi, the youngest, cried out with unclear lips and teeth.

Gu Xiaowan was only quiet in her own thoughts, thinking of her father and her mother. When she heard Gu Xiaoyi's cry, she came back to her mind. Seeing the youngest Gu Xiaoyi's tears and snivels, she hurried forward to hold Gu Xiaoyi in her arms, patting Gu Xiaoyi's back and comforting him: "Xiaoyi, be good, don't cry, sister is here, sister is here..."Gu Xiaowan felt pain when she saw several children crying. Poor children, who should have been spoiled in their parents' arms, suffered the most cruel punishment in the world.

Singing is really good. Children with mothers are treasures, children without mothers are roots.

Now, they are like four aquatic plants floating on the bottom of the water. Without their mother's arms, they are constantly swinging around with the flowing stream. No one is distressed or cared about.

"Xiaoyi, don't cry, my brother is here..." Gu Ningan wiped away the tears on his cheek and sobbed.

"Well, Xiaoyi, don't cry, my brother is here..." Gu Ningping also mercilessly wiped away his tears and said to him, holding Gu Xiaoyi.

The three brothers and sisters held the youngest Gu Xiaoyi in their arms, forming a circle and holding each other tightly.

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