Chapter 384

Mo Taiwu some helpless way: "small six refused to come back, and Dalao stayed in Northern Xinjiang."

As soon as Xu Jingniang heard this, she was a little weak and couldn't stand. She was so flustered that Mo Taiwen helped her sit down.

Seeing that Xu Jingniang turned pale and worried, Mo Taiwu quickly comforted her: "don't worry, sister-in-law. Now that the war in Northern Xinjiang is over, it's still peaceful to have Erlang guarding. Moreover, after several years of training, Xiao Liu is no longer the boy of that year. Now he is also a serious liupin Duwei. He can bear hardships and has ambition. He says he will make a fortune for you. "

Xu Jingniang said with a bitter smile, "I don't need him to earn any life. As long as he is safe, I will thank God."

Mo Taiwen pretended to be relaxed with a smile and comforted: "with Dalao under his care, it will be OK. You can rest assured that the smelly boy is used to making trouble at home. It's a good thing for him to go to northern Xinjiang to have a good life experience." Xu Jingniang understands Mo Taiwen's meaning. Mo Pingyun doesn't want to come back. No one can help him.

The old lady personally came over with two bowls of steaming whistles. Mo Taiwu couldn't help swallowing. The whistle noodle made by the old lady is a traditional pasta in Northwest China. First, stir fry beef, sheep and Diced Pork in the pot, add seasonings such as salt and pepper powder, and boil diced radish and water; Then add in the yellow flower, fungus, beat on the egg, with a little starch sauce, that is saozi.

Boil the rolled long noodles wide of leek leaves, put them in a bowl, pour saozi on them, then add vinegar, oil, hot pepper and cold shredded radish, asparagus and chili. According to the northwest custom, when the family is happy, they always eat whistle noodles, which means long life, frequent coming and going.

Mo Tai Wu missed the taste for a long time. He brought it up and began to eat with his chopsticks. The old man didn't eat a few mouthfuls at the Palace Banquet. Smelling the fragrance, he also had a little appetite. He picked up chopsticks and gently mixed them and ate them.

When people saw Mo Taiwu's big mouthful, they couldn't help but feel happy and sad. Only when Xiao Jiu saw that her grandfather and uncle ate delicious food, she couldn't help swallowing. She was also a little hungry.

The old man glanced at me and said with a smile: "go and get a bowl. I'll give the little nine points, or the girl's saliva will come out."

Small nine one Leng, all together look to small nine, see her involuntarily stretched neck to stare at the noodles bowl, can't help laughing. Xiaojiu's face was hot with laughter, and he cried out: "I'm not drooling, grandfather. I'm an aunt. You can't make fun of me any more!"

Hear small nine talking about Mo Pingcheng's son, people can't help but smile.

In the past three years, the Mo family has been on tenterhooks, one sad thing after another. The only happy thing is that Wei Yuwan, the wife of the Mo family's third son, gave birth to Mo Yongfeng, the fourth generation grandson of the Mo family.

The old man pulled out some noodles and handed them to Xiao Jiu with a smile. He said, "you may as well be an aunt. You are also my grandfather's good granddaughter. If my grandfather can't finish eating, can you help me to have some?"

Looking at the fragrant noodles in front of him, Xiao Jiu hesitated for a moment. He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat. One side of Mo Pingjian can't help but some greedy eyes, busy quietly to small nine make eyes, want to taste a bite, you know, grandmother but never easy to cook, such taste can meet can't ask.

But when Xiaojiu ate, he couldn't see or hear anything. Mo Pingjian's eyes were almost cramped, but he could only watch Xiaojiu eat the noodles one by one, and even scrape the meat scraps clean. Then he contentedly put down the bowl and raised his head.

Mo Pingjian looked down at Xiao Jiu and said, "don't patronize me. I haven't seen my nephew yet. Not long ago, my third brother wrote to me asking when I would return to Beijing. I believe that there is a picture that my third sister-in-law has painted for my nephew. Please show it to me."

Small nine one listen to this words busy get up to take, very quickly then hugged a box to run to come back. Mo Taiwu couldn't help staring at the box. Xiao Jiu opened the box, took out some pictures, handed them to Mo Taiwu one by one, and said, "this is the full moon, this is one year old, this is last summer's, this is the latest. Uncle, do you think feng'er looks like me

Mo Taiwu picked up the portrait of his grandson and looked at it again and again like a treasure. He nodded with a smile and said, "it's as good-looking as you were when you were a child."

Small nine not from proud smile, Mo Pingjian unconvinced way: "where like? Uncle, look at feng'er's nose and face. It's very similar to me. When I was nine years old, it was round like a ball. How could feng'er look like her

Small nine one listen to this words not happy, stare Mo Pingjian way: "obviously is like me, you grow so ugly, beacon son just won't like you, three elder sister-in-law all said, beacon son and I most close."

"Third sister-in-law, that's to coax you. Feng'er hasn't even seen you. How can he kiss you? If I have to say I'm close to you, it's because you send things every month, and the third brother and the third sister-in-law are embarrassed to say so. "

"Am I the only one to send things every month? Didn't you send a big bag of kites last month? Feng'er is just over two years old and just can run. You sent so many kites. Do you expect the kites to fly themselves? "

"Don't just talk about me. Who has sent some skates, ice skates, even nine links and some jade plates early, and even the snacks he likes to eat have to be packed and sent. I don't think about it. The snacks have been bumping on the road for more than 20 days. When I get to my third brother, I'm afraid they're all bumped into pieces."

"And you sent sugar gourd? No matter how my dim sum is made into foam, at least I can eat it. No matter how it is, it's better than your sugar gourd? What's the meaning? Where is the sugar gourd sent? It's not light. It's too bad to eat. Do you want feng'er to stare at it? "

"You, you, sugar gourd is better than you send the stone turtle in the wishing pool of Qingyun temple!"

"Nonsense, my stone turtle has been presided over. It's safe!"

"But your tortoise stole it from others. Did the abbot of Qingyun Temple agree?"

"I, I just borrow and use it. When feng'er grows up, I will return it to him!"

"If you don't sue and take it, it's considered stealing. You take the stolen things to protect feng'er's safety. Is that funny?"

"Who stole it? You took out the turtle yourself

"I, yes, I took it, but you didn't ask me to take it. Otherwise, what would I do to move other people's stone turtles?"

"You can take it if I ask you to? I said you stole it, and you stole it. I just borrowed it, but I never stole it. "

"OK, little girl, do you want to play tricks with your brother? I ask you, who came up with the idea? Who explored the way to Qingyun temple? Who used lightness skills to fly into it? The new computer version will be opened after you collect it. The old one has been unable to open recently, and will not be able to open in the future. Please keep in mind: net, the fastest update for free, no anti-theft, no anti-theft