Yo, grandpa is here

Qingqing explained carefully again, the rhetoric that she and Buli repeatedly deduced was seamless.

There were more than a dozen living people in the village for no reason, and the surrounding villages had to ask questions, but no matter how they asked, they all pushed it to Zhao Si, saying that they were moved to other places by the soldiers to do business.

This way people in other villages won’t be suspicious after hearing this. After all, the government has often arrested people to repair this or that over the years, and they don’t give money after the repairs are completed. Maybe it’s a public business or a private business.

Which village has a strong relationship, if you give more money, people can redeem it, and everyone is familiar with it.

Although it is rare for someone like Dayu to disappear for such a long time and come back, the nearby villages also know that during this period of time, a powerful ancestor came to the Yu family and became the patriarch, and he has a good relationship with all the officials and lords.

Adhering to the mentality that there are people in the court who are easy to handle, the other villages will not think too much about the appearance of these dozen or so big living people out of thin air, and even dare not say more when they go out. The secret will be silenced again.

The ancestral hall exploded into a pot of porridge, and everyone was excited, asking questions around Qingqing, Qingqing replied patiently, and only then did everyone know that the two ancestors had met the men.

I admire the two ancestors even more in my heart, no wonder the two ancestors often ran out during this period, so it turned out that they did such a great thing.

Man Shan was so excited that he burst into tears, thinking that he wanted a white-haired man to send a black-haired man, but he never expected to see his son again in his lifetime.

In my heart, I regretted the behavior of contradicting my ancestor just now, and wanted to apologize to Qingqing, but the old man couldn't get close to Qingqing at all.

A group of female relatives surrounded Qingqing so tightly that they couldn't get through, and they all rushed to ask their own men, the old bones of Manshan couldn't squeeze in at all.

Double yolk eggs, one person is a bit supportive, but two people are just right.

Behind him, the commotion in the ancestral hall was still there, but Qingqing's heart was not as lonely as before.

"I still want to appreciate it for a while, why did you knock on it?"

In the jubilant atmosphere, only he noticed that she was homesick.

This sentence is enough to pull Qingqing out of the short-term sadness, and when he looks at him again, his heart is full of sunshine.

If he said this when we first met, Qingqing would definitely laugh at him for saying earthy love words.

The romance of agronomists rooted in the soil is only for her.

For him, it doesn't matter whether he can go back or not.

"The joy of finding it again is great, I am a little envious of them." Qingqing smiled and felt a little sad.

Qingqing rolled the egg in the palm of her hand, and the egg, with a little residual heat, spread the warmth into her heart along the soft palm.

Qingqing raised her eyes to look at him, and in his eyes read the tenderness that she had never given to others.

Looking at her regaining her strength, without taking her eyes off her eyes, she took out the wedding egg he had hidden from her pocket.

"Well, tomorrow hasn't come yet, let's work hard together." She bit off one egg yolk and brought the other to his mouth.

Buli brought the egg over, knocked it on the tree, and peeled off the hard-fought love skin with Qingqing's distressed eyes.

Many families in the village are going to have a family reunion, but she and her parents don't know when they will see each other again.

Just throw a cold sentence to everyone: "Keep the message, and ask people when you meet tomorrow."

"." She and eggs are of equal value in his heart?
"You like it. I will often make it for you in the future. If you make something more beautiful than this, you don't have to be reluctant to part with the beauty of today. The days are so long and there are too many happy things, you can't remember them."

"Get a patch on it, use special seasoning water, and the soaked one will turn yellow."

If you keep chattering around his wife like this, don't let his wife's voice become hoarse.

"It's me who has a happy event, here it is for you, to be happy."

"How did you achieve this love?" Qingqing asked, pointing to the love heart on the eggshell. The egg is red, but there is a yellow heart in the middle.

I was so anxious that I turned around, and finally my eyes fell on Buli who was standing at the side, and Manshan came to Buli's side with a pile of smiles.

It is hard not to let her think of her family far away at this moment of joy in the whole village.

"Oh?" Qingqing raised her eyebrows, what kind of happy event could he have?
"I met my favorite woman and formed a family with her. Isn't this a great joy?"

"The agreed home project, Party A, you said that you will take me to find a way to go back."

Man Shan said half of the words and disappeared.

After walking far away from the ancestral hall, I can still hear the chirping sound inside, crying accompanied by laughter. This night, I am afraid that many people will not be able to sleep.

"I don't have any happy event." Qingqing took the egg, and found that it was very big, bigger than others, and very long.

"Grandpa Clan, how did you manage to do this thing? The ancestors, the ancestors, the ancestors, the ancestors, the ancestors, the ancestors, the ancestors, the ancestors, the ancestors, the ancestors, and the ancestors—oh!"

"Well, take you home."

"My vision for picking yolks is as accurate as I am for women." Such a proud tone.

Buli grabbed the cloth in Ermao's hand, stuffed it into Shankou, and looked at him disdainfully:
"It's my wife who you should thank!"

Qingqing looked down at the egg in her hand, only to realize that this egg is quite special.

Buli held her hand tightly, and said softly:
"Now that we have people and a little bit more money in our hands, we can do more things. When this matter is completely subsided, we will go up the mountain to look at the cave we came from and look for clues."

Buli brought the egg to her lips, beckoning her to take a bite, and after confirming that it was a double-yolk egg, his brows and eyes widened.

After getting along for many days, she already knew that what he said would definitely come true. He never said empty words.

He looked ahead, his ear tips were slightly red, but he still waved his hands pretendingly: "Here, I'll give you the egg, so you can enjoy my good luck."

The old man had just contradicted Qingqing, and Buli was already very upset to see him, and now he pushed the credit to those dead people's tablets behind him.

Buli looked at the land in the distance, and when the seeds were planted in spring, he would plant a big love for her in the field.

It was obviously Qingqing who planned everything after running back and forth, so why did it become the result of the blessing of the dead?
It's not unfair at all to block the old man's mouth!
Qingqing was still discussing eagerly with everyone, everyone was more emotional, asking endlessly, Buli really couldn't stand it, so they divided the crowd and dragged Qingqing away.

"Hey, here it is."

Where is the home in life, where my heart is at ease is my home, and his home is right in front of me.

Qingqing, who ate this egg, was in a happy mood, and when she went back at night, she pulled the curtains early, not aiming at having a baby, but just working hard for the process, and accompanied him to try out all the looks that had been in his mind for several days.

At dawn, Qingqing got up yawning and wanted to go to the bathroom, but there was nothing beside her.

The man holding her was gone.

Qingqing put on her coat and went out to the kitchen, startled.