Zhou Jiao, who just woke up, has a slight blush and a little misty eyes. She looks lazy and looks like a kitten. What's more, the scattered hair makes her face small, with red lips and white teeth.

Just into the bedroom of Zhang Guoqing love daughter-in-law this small appearance, "it's still early, sleep a little bit."

"What time is it?"

"It's just over five. My daughter-in-law, it snowed heavily in the early morning. Now the snow is almost knee deep. Fortunately, the car drove into the garage last night. "

Zhou Jiao can't lie down any longer. In addition to her mother-in-law in front of her, her family safe five o'clock punctual horse steps, she is more worried about children in the yard frozen.

"Auntie is making breakfast. Lie down a little longer. You talked so late last night. I can't blame you. "

"When you wake up, you can't sleep."

Zhang Guoqing has shoveled the snow in the courtyard. Xiao Ping'an is taking in the horse step steadily according to his teacher's improved mental method. Occasionally, snowflakes float on his long eyelashes, and he doesn't blink.

Zhang's mother was distressed. She is not good to delay the child's exercise, can only take a big black oil paper umbrella on the child's head, with his breath.

Seeing his wife coming in and out, Zhang's father was overjoyed. At this time, he also stood around with his waist crossed. He was proud of himself. Who could have his grandson so promising!

After washing and gargling, Zhou Jiao saw the twins sleeping soundly. As soon as she got out of the living room, she saw a scene of the three grandparents and grandchildren, pursed her lips and laughed.

After breakfast, the three rooms of the family gathered in the courtyard, waiting for the rented two carriages to appear at the gate on time, and rushed into the carriage with quilts and overcoats.

Ping An is rather worried that his car will break down and he can't go to the provincial capital to meet his grandfather in the afternoon. It can be seen that the brothers crowded together in the car, he is not good to speak, can only frequently look at his parents.

It was not until Zhou Jiao nodded to him that the little guy was relieved. When I had my spare time, I regretted that I couldn't go hunting in the mountains.

The carriage stopped at the foot of the north mountain of Zhangjia village. Before taking the children to the grave, Zhang's father went back to his room to take some wolf tooth pendants and peach wood strings to hang them for the younger grandchildren below.

After the children warmed up and carried a basket of sacrifices prepared by his wife, father Zhang secretly led the team from the backyard to the north mountain.

In winter, in addition to the production teams and farms in the distance, there are also members working in the farms, and there is no one in the open fields around, which is less trouble.

In front of the graves of grandfather Zhang and grandma Zhang, the three brothers of Zhang Guoqing cleaned up the snow on the ground. While Zhang's father placed sacrifices, he prayed for the safety of his descendants.

After burning the gold and silver paper in an old copper plate, Zhang's father led the children to kneel on the ground and knock their heads three times before they reluctantly cleaned up the scene and left.

Seeing his father's unswerving expression, Zhang Guoqing held the twins close to him and said in a low voice, "Dad, wait a minute. When the situation improves in the future, I will build a good house for my father."

Father Zhang happily patted him, "no, your father said that it's all over when people leave. There's no need to spend the extra money. Dad, I'm worried that people in the village will be envious and our family will occupy the territory. "

Zhang Guoqing almost laughed.

The influence of geomantic superstition is really great. It seems that they all focus on his grandfather's geomantic land. But why don't those people think about his uncle, his uncle, and the confused aunt who is also his father's mother?

"How many geomantic masters did Wang wanwan invite to look for graves in wangjiaao Zhang Guoqing smile, "but now you see where his descendants are?"

"Don't think too much about it. Some things may be really influential, but we still have to rely on our descendants. No matter how good feng shui is, what's the use of lying there and waiting for nothing? "

Zhang Guoqing agreed with his second brother.

After returning to the old courtyard, the Kang in the main room was warm. Zhang Guoqing didn't care to chat with them. He first sent cakes to some elders in the village.

There are not many things. As in previous years, the elders of the family have two boxes of cakes for one person. Uncle Zhang, Uncle Zhang, Captain Zhang and Mr. Wu have added another bottle of northeast high fever.

After saying hello to the elders and exchanging greetings, when Zhang Guoqing went home, his mother had already begun to take her daughter-in-law to prepare lunch, and several people were basking in the corner of the courtyard.

"Dad?"

Zhang Guoqing see peace that look, what do not understand? After watching it, I had enough time for my father and son to slip up and down the mountain. And Zhou Jiao said hello, he casually find an excuse, the eldest son back to his yard.

The fruits on the fruit trees in the backyard were all picked by Zhang's father, and several rooms were taken care of by his parents in an orderly and extremely clean way. If he didn't have to go back to work in Beijing at night, he planned to burn the Kang for a few nights.

The father and son set out from the snowy backyard and headed for the big green hill. After three months of hard military academy, Zhang Guoqing also wanted to try his skills again.

The father and son entered the mountain for nearly an hour, and Zhou Jiaocai slowly led the twins home. At noon, there is no north wind, the warm sun shines on the body, as if the winter depression also faded.

Think of these two days will miss to kill the pig, Zhou Jiao is still very sorry. The new year is just over these days, and the three comrades of the working group of the production team have also returned to celebrate the festival.——Such a good opportunity to buy the native pig, let her sigh.

In particular, seeing Zhang Guoqing carrying a wild boar carrying her son from the backyard, Zhou Jiao frowned painfully.

"What's the matter?"

Zhou Jiao comforted her two little sons and said in a low voice, "it's a pity that wild boars can be used as task pigs, but it's a pity."

Zhang Guoqing burst into laughter. Went to a lonely, like the girl next door Zhou Jiao, that expression vivid let him just want to chew a few.

"Brother?"

Zhang Guoqing joked, "how about a pig at a time when she stomped and stretched her feet and made her voice coquettish

"You have a purpose? Can you make it back in the evening? "

The three brothers who ate melon looked at their parents curiously and looked at each other, giggling happily. They heard this, and there was no shortage of meat in the house.

"Keep it secret, sons." Zhang Guoqing made a gesture, and his three sons nodded with joy. He was both funny and sad.

In addition to the usual aunt at home, they in order to cover up, but their own living standards are not bad, how to let the children have a sense of crisis?

After Zhang Guoqing cleaned up the two or three hundred jin wild boar, he kept away from the children's ears and eyes, and directly let Zhou Jiao earn space. I plan to leave it with coal ball and fine grain for my parents before leaving.

After cleaning up, the family had lunch in the old courtyard. Zhang Guoqing, on the pretext of visiting Mr. Wang and his son, left the children to accompany their father's milk. He drove Zhou Jiao to several well contacted houses and bought six pigs at a price more than 40 cents more than that of the joint meat factory.

That is, the time is too short, otherwise there will be more than that. Now, if the rural conditions are a little better, people will raise two pigs, one for the task, the other for their own use.

With high profits, whatever is left for the wedding will have to go back. Zhang Guoqing didn't worry that he couldn't buy what he wanted.

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