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Chapter 327 Child, pack you up (this chapter must be ordered)

"What do your two elders usually do? Baoliang is not at home."

"Do rough work, rough work." The old man said.

"Why do I ask you, because I can see that your hands and nails have done a lot of physical work. It's not easy."

Luo Yiming said: "There are many beautiful buildings in the county, they were all built by those who went abroad to work and came back with money, right?"

Chen Guobiao said: "Yes."

"Then did you buy our house or divide it..."

In fact, if the family can have such a house of [-] or [-] square meters, it is not too old, Luo Yiming feels that life does not need to be so hard.He wants an answer that parents don't accompany their sons.

Chen Guobiao pointed to his wife Zhou Aiyan and said, "It was bought by his brother, and we will live there temporarily."

Speaking of this, Chen Guobiao was a little choked up, maybe it was a man, he felt that he was incompetent, and the next second he said with tears in his eyes: "After they left and made money, I will build a set myself."

"Well..." Luo Yiming nodded: "Uncle, actually, let me tell you, it doesn't matter how much money you earn, as long as you have a home to live in, and your family is by your side. They come back to see you more often when they have time. Isn't that good?"

Chen Guobiao said: "I know, I hope that their health is the most important thing. It's just that I, an old man, don't..."

As he spoke, old man Chen couldn't help but shed tears.

Carefully, Qiao An quickly took out a tissue and handed it to him. Luo Yiming would also help the old man wipe away the tears that flowed down his face.

"I'm fine, let me tell you, I heard a word from my son Baoliang. He told me that I went out to fight for a few years in exchange for a better 20 years for you. He was not for himself, but for this. Home."

Hearing the old man's words, Luo Yiming and Qiao An fell silent.

As an outsider, I have no rights and no qualifications to blame him.

"This is a photo of you together, right? This is mom, this is dad, and this is Baoliang?" Luo Yiming looked at how many photos his mother had in his hand.

"Correct."

"Where is the daughter-in-law?"

"My daughter-in-law is not inside." Zhou Aixia said.

"Didn't the daughter-in-law take a group photo?" Qiao An was surprised.

"No." Zhou Aixia said.

"Then when they come back this time, they must take a family portrait." As he said that, Qiao An's nose was also a little sore.

Luo Yiming said: "Uncle and aunt, no matter where they go, no matter where they go in the world, his heart is still here, and he still loves to eat that Shanfen dumpling. Auntie, right?"

"Correct."

"Okay, then let's prepare dumplings for him, shall we?"

"We are here today to work for you, we will do whatever you want us to do."

After Luo Yiming and Chen Qiaoan had chatted with their uncle and aunt, they began to plan today's mission. They were going to Bulgaria with the mountain flour dumplings made by their uncle and aunt.

To send warmth to my son who is far away in a foreign country.

Qiao An and Luo Yiming were washing mushrooms, radishes, and squid in the kitchen.

Uncles and aunts are preparing flour and steaming taro.

Qiao An quickly washed the dishes. Qiao An, who rarely does housework, was very serious this time. After she finished washing, she took the credit and said, "Auntie, what are you going to do after washing?"

The aunt said: "Not yet, you can take a rest."

Luo Yiming on the side said: "Qiao An, if you're okay, you can learn from me. This is what I learned in the restaurant, chopping carrot sticks with two knives."

"What's so difficult?" Qiao An disdainfully.

"Heh." Luo Yiming said: "The most important thing is not to look at the eyes, not to mess with the hands."

Unexpectedly, Luo Yiming turned to face Qiao An, not looking at the radish, and the two knives were flying back and forth on the chopping board.

"Oh, oh, so you mean this, then... you are not bad. If you want to be a girl's boyfriend, you are basically qualified." Qiao An nodded and said.

Carrots, white radishes, squid.mushroom.

Zhou Aixia's mountain flour dumplings are quite rich in ingredients. After Luo Yiming cut the radish, he challenged to cut the squid. After cutting the difficult thing like squid, Luo Yiming felt a strong sense of accomplishment in his heart.

"Okay, the hot taro is out of the pan."

Zhou Aixia made taro, when the smell of taro came out, Luo Yiming and Qiao An followed the taro to the living room.

The aunt adjusted the trap, and then kneaded the dough, ready to make dumplings.

Seeing the steaming taro, Luo Yiming and Qiao An looked at it greedily, and finally touched it, and then touched the roots of their ears so hot that the baby Haohao, who was held by Chen Guobiao, kept laughing beside him.

"Haohao, what are you laughing at?"

"Uncle is so hot, you are so happy, aren't you?"

This time Luo Yiming stretched out his hand to touch the taro again, he jumped up hot, and the little baby smiled even more happily.

"Hao Hao is a bad guy, bad baby."

Qiao An touches his soft little face, Hao Hao babbles to death.

Five people gathered around the chopping board, and everyone started making dumplings.

As a native of He Province, Luo Yiming eats dumplings every New Year, Qingtian also has this tradition of eating dumplings, but Luo Yiming doesn't know how much Qiao An knows about the culture of dumplings.

"Qiao An, I would like to ask you a simple question, why do we make dumplings during the Chinese New Year?"

Qiao An said: "I remember, there seems to be a story."

"That is to say, make dumplings and feed something, and that thing will stop biting.

As Qiao An said, she shook her head again, "No, that's like a zongzi?"

puff.

"Then why did you say it?"

Luo Yiming got serious, he kneaded a piece of dough, and took a rolling pin to flatten the dough: "Qiao An, making dumplings is a job that needs to be done by the whole family, and the process of making dumplings involves rolling out the skin, chopping the stuffing, and stuffing. Let’s have a happy reunion together, and chat about some homework, and enjoy ourselves.”

Qiao An understood that although her mother didn't get along well with her, she still had some good times to look back on.

"Poor parents in the world, my mother's cooking is actually not delicious, but I remember when I was a child, for me, she could read books, learn to make this thing online, try it many times, and then succeed in giving it to me."

Luo Yiming said: "So, mothers love us. All mothers in the world love their children, so we must send this love even more."

"must."

I made dumplings with my uncle and aunt, and then cooked the dumplings. In the end, the two tasted the mountain noodle dumplings made by my aunt, and I tasted a strong taste of nostalgia.

In addition to preparing shanfen dumplings for her son, Zhou Aixia also made her son's favorite pickled pork with preserved vegetables, and then the old man made taro dumplings for herself.

Watching each item thrown into the love suitcase, Zhou Aixia and Chen Guobiao brought out another pile of snacks from the house.

It's all spicy strips and sauced duck necks.

Zhou Aixia handed the things to Luo Yiming and Qiao An, and said, "Please help me bring this to them, my daughter-in-law loves this the most."

Qiao An took a look and smiled: "Hehe, it's the same hobby as mine."

Luo Yiming sarcastically said: "You're a foodie, auntie, I have to keep this stuff for you, or Qiao Anthrace will have to eat it."

"Ouch..." Qiao An made a grimace.

Little Haohao can already push things and walk. At this time, he was on camera, pushing the suitcase forward, and Haohao looked at everyone with a cute face.

Very cute!

At this time, Luo Yiming had an idea welling up.

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(End of this chapter)