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Chapter 70 Do you think I am a tiger or not? (Seeking for collection)
"Isn't this because I'm thinking about you?" Zhang Ziyi grabbed two pieces of wood and stuffed them into the stove. "You go back and have a rest first. I'll take care of this myself."

"No need!" Sun Jianping stood up, stamped his feet, and the frost on his body fell off. He raised his neck to look at the stars in the sky, "The stars in the countryside are so bright."

Zhang Ziyi grinned, "Life in the countryside is hard too!"

"Uncle Zhang, did your family also come from Guandong?" Aroused by the air-conditioning of the winter night, Sun Jianping lost his sleep. He put his hand on the warm stove and started chatting with Zhang Ziyi.

"This is going to sound ridiculous, but it's a long story for a child without a mother. My hometown is Zhangjiaji, Shanghe County, Wuding Prefecture, SD Province. My ancestors also produced Jinshi and paid tribute. During the Qing Dynasty, I was one year old. There was a drought. There was no rain for two years. The crops in the fields were all dried up and the bark of the trees was eaten away. When my ancestors saw that they couldn’t stay in Guanli, they might as well go to Guandong, so they picked up the rags with picks. Pack it up and break into Guandong in a ruthless manner."

"Were there many people entering Guandong at that time?" Sun Jianping was very interested in this period of history and asked.

"There were so many. In those days, there were wars every day in Guanli. There were either floods or droughts, and the people couldn't live. However, the poor land of Guandong Mountain was relatively peaceful. There was a lot of wasteland and it could support people, so every household went to Guandong."

Zhang Ziyi took out his cigarette bag and rolled a cigarette, picked up a piece of charcoal from the stove, lit it, and took a puff, "Some of those who came early have taken root in Guandong. There is no wasteland for us! We have no choice but to keep heading north. Chuang, but later we reached this shady place and couldn’t walk any further. The old Mongolian prince saw how pitiful we were, so he put the shackles on wasteland and gave seeds to the oxen, so the whole family managed to survive.”

"Those days were not easy..." Sun Jianping sighed, although these days are not easy either.

"Since then, our family has taken root in Guandong Mountain and has never returned to our hometown in Shandong..." Zhang Ziyi looked at the stars in the sky, turned around and looked to the south, his deep eyes seemed to want to penetrate the layers of dark night. , take a look at Wuding Mansion in Shandong where our ancestors lived.

That’s the “root” of us people from Guandong!
"Jianping, please go back and relax for a while!" Zhang Ziyi advised after finishing smoking a cigarette.

"No need, Uncle Cao. You have worked all day during the day. Go back and have a good rest!"

The two gave way for a long time, but in the end Sun Jianping stayed by the stove, yawning and waiting for dawn.

Zhang Ziyi took off his old sheepskin coat and put it on him. The cold wind blew, making him hiss and haha, and he ran all the way back home.

Sun Jianping felt like laughing.

Although Uncle Cao and Uncle Zhang work together, their personalities are extremely different!

Uncle Cao is good at calculations, but a little timid and afraid of getting into trouble, and he insists on keeping his head above water. Uncle Zhang, on the other hand, has a firecracker temper and is prone to shouting and killing. He always carries a three-man gun when he goes out. Bada Gai has bullets in his waist. Whoever sees him should not respectfully call him Third Brother?
This is probably why Commissioner Yao chose him as the militia platoon leader!
But the two people have one thing in common: they are very kind to themselves!

According to national regulations, for the first year of sending educated youths to the countryside, each person was given forty-five kilograms of rations and fifteen yuan of pocket money per month. The county often delayed the distribution of rations for various reasons, and Uncle Cao's family didn't care. There will always be something for him to eat.

The so-called kindness is repaid by the spring. Compared with the educated youths who stayed in other families and were upset because of the small amount of food and subsidies, Sun Jianping was lucky. This family gave him enough warmth and care. It is worth his life to repay.

Cao Chungui ran over with his cotton coat in his arms. When he saw the remaining maltose in the square plate, he grabbed a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Jianping, go home and go to bed. I'll watch the fire for you!"

Yes, say Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here!

"No need, brother, you can go back!" Sun Jianping said a few words of humility, and Cao Chungui simply sat down, chewed the maltose, and smiled, "This stuff is so sweet. I told you that I can't bear to eat it when I have children at home. In fact, I'm also greedy. .”

Sun Jianping raised his eyebrows, "I ate several pieces just now!"

"Haha!" Cao Chungui patted him on the shoulder, which made Sun Jianping's arms go numb.

"I have to thank you. If it weren't for the horn of pork you gave me, I would have been slapped by my mother-in-law again this time." Cao Chungui pulled Zhang Ziyi's sheepskin coat and rubbed the maltose on his hand, "This thing can How much will it produce?" "I have calculated it. The pot we just used used ten kilograms of glutinous rice and produced seven and a half kilograms of sugar. Some powerful ones can produce more than ten kilograms of sugar. But this is my first time making it. The heat Not sure..."

Sun Jianping stood up and touched the warm wooden barrel. The wheat seedlings and glutinous rice inside were undergoing subtle reactions to create sweet and delicious food for humans.

"If I had known, I would have made more rice from my father-in-law's house..." After hearing this, Cao Chungui scratched his hair with some regret, and Sun Jianping smiled, "Then we can't empty out your father-in-law's storehouse!"

"Hehe..." Cao Chungui scratched his head with a smile, "I can't help but look down on my father-in-law's family. If my father hadn't made an engagement for us when we were young, I wouldn't be with her in-laws!"

"Why are you two getting married on the fingertips?"

"What do you mean by fingertips for marriage?" Sometimes Sun Jianping felt that Uncle Cao was too shrewd and had sucked away all the intelligence that belonged to Cao Chungui, leaving the eldest brother Chungui with strong limbs and a simple mind...

"We decided to get married when we were little." Sun Jianping knelt down, picked up a piece of wood stained with frost, and threw it into the stove. There was a sharp bang and a cloud of white mist rose up.

"That's true." Cao Chungui licked the remaining sugar dregs on his fingers, "My father saved my father-in-law's life many years ago. He said he wanted to repay him. His family was so poor that he didn't have anything to offer, so he offered chicken feathers to repay him. Later, my father Seeing his wife’s big belly, he said, isn’t your wife pregnant? If she is born a girl, she can be my son’s wife!”

"So that's what happened!"

"Isn't that what happened? Later, when I was in my twenties, the girls in the village didn't want to have sex with me. They said I was a tiger..."

Mentioning this issue, Cao Chungui frowned, grabbed Sun Jianping's hand, and pointed at himself, "Jianping, do you think I'm a tiger or not?"

"No tiger, Cao Dage is so smart that no one else can see that kind of smartness!"

"That's right! You can see clearly that when I said I was not a tiger, my father glared at me and said that I would be a bachelor for the rest of my life because I was a tiger. So he drove to Qianguo and gave my wife to me. Brought it back."

Sun Jianping suddenly realized that the two co-authors were combined in this way. No wonder Li Xiuzhi's brother, sister-in-law and even the whole family looked down on Brother Cao!
But seeing the two of them talking and laughing every day, they were living happily and it was a good marriage.

"Fortunately, the two children are not like you..."

"what?"

"Nothing, I said the pot should be battered..."

The moon hung slanting in the sky, and the Big Dipper came across. The coldest time of the day had arrived. Sun Jianping persuaded Cao Chungui to go back. He put on two coats, huddled next to the stove, and continued to look up. Star.

The stars are so bright and the night sky is so beautiful.

A meteor streaked across the night sky, leaving a brilliant band of light that illuminated the night sky.

There is a bright moon between ancient and modern times, and our thoughts and hearts are in the same place. At this moment, there is no gathering or separation in the world, and we are in a cup at the end of the world.

For some reason, a person suddenly appeared in Sun Jianping's mind!

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