A Rural Life in the 70s

If he kills him, even if Qin Yu is a adopted child, he can inherit the Wu family logically. More crucially, without him, Qin Hao and Xiao Qiu... It’s just a matter of getting along with it, and it’s a matter of course. !

Fortunately, Qin Hao was only rude, no gentleness, and after holding down his meal, he quickly took the towel away.

When the eyes are able to open again and the nose can breathe again, there is a moment when Wu Ge really has a feeling of escape. He had a lot of words to say, even if he wanted to swear, but when his mouth was free to speak freely, he suddenly couldn’t say a word.

He was asking himself, when did he start guarding Qin Qin? They grew up from a brotherhood and said that it is not too close to the flesh and blood of the compatriots. Is it really a departure from the heart, and can’t go back to intimate time?

Fortunately, just a moment of confusion, Wu Ge quickly woke up, he breathed, and sighed: "You stink guy, want to kill me?"

Qin Lan has turned and walked over to the washbasin. He heard the screaming noise coming from behind. Suddenly his face was loose, and he pulled a corner of his mouth and smiled. "Reassure, you are the scourge of Xiaoqiu’s legacy. How can this be so? It’s easy to die!”

Xiao Qiu took the food and went to the cafeteria to heat it. Without her opening, Han Jingfang took the initiative to ask for it. Xiaoqiu, who is really unfamiliar here, did not refuse. He was accompanied by Han Jingfang with a smirk, and he talked about the hospital and the city, and even the various things in Xijiang.

Probably because of the need for hospitalization, there is a service in the dining hall that specializes in heating the food for the sick number. It is only necessary to pay two cents according to the person's charge.

When Xiaoqiu went to the cafeteria, the sky was already dark. The time for dinner was over. The food in the cafeteria was sold out. On the other side of the staple food, there were still half a tray of steamed buns, and there were a few roasts. The browned crepe cake.

Seeing this, Xiaoqiu finally realized that he did come to Xijiang. The staple food here is all kinds of jealousy. However, because the services of the military hospitals come from all corners of the country, there are not many people in Xinjiang. The characteristics of Xinjiang are not obvious. Since they are here, they still have to go out and experience the local customs and customs. Of course, you should also taste the specialties here.

Waiting for the food to heat up also takes at least a quarter of an hour, Xiaoqiu went over and wanted to buy a glutinous cake to taste it. One of the openings asked, a slightly chunky master who had been idle, said with a smile: "The little girl wants to eat.馕 馕 这些? These are cold, not good, you wait a while, I will go to the pit to get you a few."

When the one opened, Xiaoqiu laughed: "Are you in S province? Me too, I am in the north."

"Oh, I didn't expect it to be a small fellow. I am in the mountains of Yimeng. My name is Xu Dazhu." The master was very happy to stretch his hand and shook hands with Xiaoqiu, then smiled. "But, little fellow, you I can't speak a little bit of my hometown accent."

"Wang Xiaoqiu." Xiaoqiu smiled and said: "I went to Beijing to go to school four years ago, and I was gradually assimilated by my classmates."

"Oh, school in the capital, no wonder... well, I am going to give you a cake..." Xu Dazhu smiled, and the eyes that were not too big were directly smashed into two seams. Two steps, he suddenly remembered, and turned back to Xiaoqiu, "Little fellow, have you ever seen a squatting squat? Do you want to see?"

The cake Xiaoqiu nature has been eaten, and the stove that has been smashed has been seen many times. Because of the later generations, many people in Xinjiang have pushed the portable roasting cars to sell their stalls, which can be seen in many big towns. But she knows that the original squat pit will be different from the mobile car. For her self-satisfying food, I have the opportunity to see the most authentic food production, which will not be missed.

Therefore, Xiaoqiu was very pleased to agree to the invitation of the old villager Xu Dazhu, followed by the kitchen.

Han Jingfang originally hated not being able to follow Xiaoqiu's side at the same time. It is also a clever mind. Naturally, it will not be as unguarded as Xiaoqiu. Even if it is a fellow, it cannot be unconditionally trusted. For the first time, he gave birth to a helplessness to this sister. However, it is only helpless, and even thinks that Xiaoqiu’s ‘naive’ and ‘cute’ have given him a man’s desire to protect.

Xu Dazhu ignored the Han Jingfang who had followed up. He only asked Xiaoqiu about the situation with a smile. He learned that Xiaoqiu was strange when he was injured and came to visit him. Xiao Qiu said that he came with another brother, and he was stunned and didn’t ask much more. It only led Xiaoqiu to the kitchen behind the kitchen, but it turned out that because of the large area and high temperature, the crater was set up outside. In order to prevent rain, a simple shed was placed above the crater.

Xiaoqiu noticed that the crater was semi-underground, and the mouth of the crater protruded 30 centimeters above the ground. A wooden platform was built. Most of the craters were underground. People need to lie on the table when they take it. The entire arm is plunged into the squat...

At this time, because the time for dinner was already served, the fire in the pit was almost extinguished, but Xiaoqiu tried it and the temperature in the pit was still very high. At least her hand was just a hole in the pit. It is.

"If this is a fire, let's go in and ... will it burn?" Xiaoqiu was surprised.

Talking about his own skills, Xu Dazhu showed some hints, and smiled and said: "I just started to learn, it is inevitable to burn one and a half times, and I am used to it, and it will be fine."

Then he asked to pick up a dark blue long-sleeved jacket hanging on the side of the column: "Oh, I will wear this when I am fighting. If I have this protection, I will not burn my arm."

Xiaoqiu took the sleeve and looked at it. It was easy to see a few scorch marks... Hey, it is still not easy to eat this traditional food.

After seeing the hardships of squatting and snoring, Xu Dazhu took down the five or six that were baked in the crater and handed it to Xiaoqiu. He smiled slyly: "Try it, this thing is hot." Fragrant."

Looking at the young man who is laughing, Xiaoqiu has a feeling of facing the cousins.

She took a glutinous cake from the goodness, took a small bite and took a small bite, handed the half-baked cake to Han Jingfang behind her, and bitterly screamed, and even praised it: "It’s really delicious, yet Crisp and fragrant!"

Seeing that she ate sweetly, Xu Dazhu was more happy than eating it, and said nothing, only smiled awkwardly.

Xiaoqiu said again: "Hey, this cake is different from what I have eaten before. Is this like a sheep oil? Is it also a broken onion?"