Traveling through the mountains and fields to be leisurely

Chapter 99

"They all know how to make dumplings? I believe that not everyone can make dumplings. Don't they become a pot of soup."

Lan Erzhuang felt that Zhang Fengshou was a bit exaggerated. These lavish men can still fight with a gun. If they say they can make dumplings, he really doesn't believe it. They can't make dumplings themselves. They usually just help Chopping dumpling stuffing, if you want to talk about making dumplings, you have to look at the skills of your daughter-in-law.

"Second brother, we have been fighting outside for many years. During the Chinese New Year, we also think about the dumplings at home, but there are thousands of troops at the border, and there are just a few people in the gang. So, as soon as we arrive During the Chinese New Year, every team makes their own dumplings, if you don’t believe me, ask Zihao, he’s no stranger to making dumplings, is he, Zihao?”

Just as Lin Zihao walked back to the car to carry something, Zhang Fengshou tilted his head and asked,

"Well, we do make our own dumplings during Chinese New Year."

After carrying a suitcase and entering Westinghouse, Zhang Fengshou continued chatting with Lan Erzhuang,

"However, don't say it, second brother, you really said it. When we made dumplings for the first time, they turned into slices of soup when we put them in the pot. Later, the more we made dumplings, the more proficient we were. What, we really dare not compare with my sister-in-law, but when it comes to making dumplings, the second brother should take a look at it, we are not ordinary crafts, each has unique skills."

When Zhang Fengshou said this, Lan Erzhuang felt a little sad. These soldiers guarding the border have been fighting outside for many years, suffering hardships and hardships. When no one is homesick, they can't even go back to the New Year. Home, just to let the common people live a stable life, just based on this intention, they should be respected by everyone,
"Fengshou, you have worked hard. When I think of you suffering and suffering outside, just to let us live a more stable life, my heart just..."

"Second brother, I accept your intentions. Your words are a little too much. This country is also our country, and the people are also our people. No matter what we do, we will have no regrets. I can't be a big brother." Thank you."

Zhang Feng doesn't care about the harvest. As a soldier, he has to pay for the country. As long as the common people can live well, no matter how much he pays, it is worth it.

Dumplings in the middle of the night, all the military brothers really showed their hands, not to mention how meticulously the dumplings were chopped, the dumplings really made them make tricks, little rabbits, little hedgehogs, chickens, and ducklings. ,

"Isn't it difficult? If you use dough to knead, it's easier. The thin dough is filled with stuffing."

Lan Lingxue pointed to the wrapped dumplings with admiration on her face,
"It's nothing, practice makes perfect. If you don't go to war in the army, then there is really no entertainment. Everyone just takes this as fun. At the beginning, it was a mess, but later everyone has their own specialties. It's dead."

A soldier who was pinching a little rabbit said that Lan Lingxue looked at his nimble hands, her heart was a little blocked, and she didn't speak for a long time.

This meal of God-receiving dumplings, eating with a special mood, small animals of various shapes, let the little hoe eat very happy, and let Lan Lingxue eat very disturbingly, she suddenly thought of doing something for these soldiers What, no matter what era, soldiers are the cutest people,

"Harvest, how long can you stay? If you can, please stay longer."

Although it was only the first day we met, Lan Erzhuang had a deep affection for this group of people. It was not the kind of friendship he usually has for friends, but mixed with some respect, and he couldn't explain the details. , anyway, respect and love,
"We can't stay for a few days. We plan to leave after celebrating the son's birthday. We can't give birth to the son on the road. That would be too crude."

"Celebrate your son's birthday? Zhiyuan, when is your birthday?"

Lan Erzhuang didn't know that Zhiyuan's birthday was coming soon, so he couldn't help but blame himself for being too careless.
"My fourth birthday."

With a dumpling in his mouth, An Zhiyuan couldn't help but slur his speech.
"Why didn't you tell uncle, uncle should be prepared."

Lan Erzhuang was full of guilt, thinking that the child lived in his own home, wouldn't this make the child wronged?

"I'm a child's birthday, but it doesn't matter what happens."

I haven't done any luxurious birthdays in the mansion, but I haven't had a good time in the past few months at Uncle Lan's house. Sometimes, I really don't know what kind of day is suitable for me. When I was in the mansion, If someone said that he would live this kind of life, it would be impossible to believe it, but now he just passed it, and he lived a very leisurely and comfortable life.

"It's actually the same birthday as our little basket, so we have to celebrate it."

Because it was New Year's Eve, and for the sake of excitement, the farmers didn't pay much attention to it. Lin Qiutang led the daughter and sat with the big guys. However, the two of them were sandwiched between Lan Erzhuang and Lin Zihao, so it was considered interesting. Out of scruples, Lin Qiutang was enjoying listening to these soldiers telling some interesting stories about the border. Suddenly, when he heard An Zhiyuan say his birthday on the fourth day of junior high school, Lin Qiutang subconsciously replied, and regretted it a little after he finished speaking. The little girl who came out of the cabinet, how can I let outsiders know her birthday, but it may be because it is too lively, or everyone seems to have not heard it to avoid embarrassment. After talking, Lin Qiutang felt relieved, covered his mouth quietly, and spit to himself secretly, you said that there is no one to control this mouth.

However, An Zhiyuan heard these words clearly, his heart boiled like boiling water, it must be so much fate that he could have his birthday on the same day, and he took a peek at the little girl, she seemed to be fine Like a human being, chewing dumplings, listening to stories, and having fun, An Zhiyuan secretly sighed, when will he be enlightened?

"Zhiyuan, what kind of gift do you want, uncle will prepare it for you."

Lan Erzhuang wanted to make up for his mistakes, so he thought that he must give An Zhiyuan a gift he liked, but he didn't know that he interrupted An Zhiyuan's reverie. He was in a mess, and he replied perfunctorily,
"Get a saber!"

"what?"

Lan Erzhuang almost stopped talking, what kind of gift is this? It sounds so creepy, Lan Lingxue also burst out laughing,
"Brother Zhiyuan, you are going to the battlefield."

Otherwise, why do you want a saber, keep it to scare people?
"Well, to go to the battlefield, General An asked me to take the son to the border this time."

Zhang Fengshou's words stunned everyone except those who came to pick up the son. After a while, Lan Erzhuang finally spoke.
"Do you really want to go to the battlefield? But the child is too young, so wait another two years."

It looks like a child who is only twelve or thirteen years old, how can he go to such a difficult place, and not only is it suffering, but also fighting, what should he do in case,
"It's not too young. The fourth day of the junior high school is the son's 14th birthday. We all went to the battlefield when we were thirteen or fourteen. Only with the training on the battlefield can we become real men and real men. .”

Zhang Fengshou patted An Zhiyuan's shoulder, it was quite strong,
"His? 14th birthday? Fifteen years old?"

How could it be possible, if it wasn't for the water in his own space, he might not be as tall as himself. Although it is said that the boy grows taller, An Zhiyuan is too small. Lan Lingxue pointed at An Zhiyuan with an expression on his face. She didn't believe it, she always thought that An Zhiyuan was a year or two older than herself, but she didn't expect that she was three years older than herself, a real three years old.

"I didn't expect Zhiyuan to be fifteen years old, he is already a young man."

Lan Erzhuang lamented that he thought he was a child. In another year, he would be able to marry a wife.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Lan, no one asked me, and I didn't think to say it. It's also because I'm too small that you misunderstood me."

An Zhiyuan has always struggled with his height, and he only grew a lot after he arrived at Lan's house. Thinking about how he used to be in the mansion, although he was well-clothed and well-fed, he was picky and lazy, and no one told him that it was wrong Yes, think about the life in the mansion. A half-grown young man neither eats well nor does serious exercise. He stays in bed every day and doesn’t like to get up. He holds a bowl and counts the grains of rice when he eats. How can he grow taller? , I am half a head shorter than people of the same age, this time I have the opportunity to go to the border, I must exercise well, I can't let the girl underestimate it.

"Brother Zhiyuan, are you really going to the border?"

An Zhiyuan nodded earnestly. As a man, he must go to a difficult place to truly grow up. Although he was a little reluctant to part with the little girl in front of him, he knew that since his father arranged it this way, it must be right. your best,

"It's very bitter. The uncle said just now that sometimes he can't sleep for a few days, can't eat well, and can't even take a bath once a month. Can you really?"

No matter what, I still feel that he is still like a child. Lan Lingxue didn't want to hit him, but just wanted to confirm whether he was really sure that he was going to the border.

"I can do it. There are hundreds of thousands of soldiers on the border. Others can do it. Why can't I do it? There must be someone guarding the gate of the country, and I will not back down."

Lan Lingxue gave a thumbs up, man!This was the age when he had just stepped into middle school in his previous life. Here, he has already picked up a spear and defended his family and country.

Lan Lingxue still has a different respect for soldiers. In her previous life, she had a deep affection for people wearing military uniforms. Although it was a peaceful age, there were no such earth-shattering events, but whenever there was an air crash, fire, or earthquake in her hometown Ah, floods or something, those who rushed to the front line are these soldiers, not to mention the hardships and hardships, because there are not a few officers and soldiers who lost their lives. The soldiers represent the honor of a country, and only the presence of soldiers can prove that the country is whole, united,

"I will also go back to the border with Zhiyuan."

Lin Zihao dropped another bomb,
"Huh? Uncle Zihao is going to the border too?"

It didn't even blow through the wind, it was so sudden,
"Then what should I do? What should I do? The master and brother are gone, so what should I do?"

(End of this chapter)