Back to the Sixties: Farm, Get Wealthy & Raise the Cubs

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Basically, Lin Qinghe is also on holiday. Zhou Qingbai's dumpling shop is almost on holiday.

Originally this year Lin Qinghe was thinking about whether to ask Tuesday to take Wang Yuan back to his hometown to see, Wang Yuan's clothing factory has also been on vacation for a while.

But think about it.

Because Xu Shengmei finished this year, it is said that the reputation is not good, and Ni and Wang Yuan are still on the Tuesday, and they are not planning to get married yet.

Seeing Wang Yuan's meaning seems to be quite thinking.

After all, it's cold weather, there must be a daughter-in-law who feels sleepy.

But on Tuesday, Ni apparently had no plans to get married. Lin Qinghe could see that although she was seriously dealing with Wang Yuan, she was also seriously planning the future, and she would never be so rash.

After all, the marriage is over. That's a matter of a lifetime. As for divorce, don't think about it. Marriage is not for divorce. That is the next strategy. There is really no choice.

Zhou Xuan brought two chickens back that day. His grandfather killed them, and the hair was all pulled out, which was specially reserved for them to eat for the New Year.

"Dad, when are you on holiday?" Zhou Guilai was grumbled when his dad was holding dumplings.

"Stinky boy, just do this job and just talk about it." Lin Qinghe said.

Lin Qinghe was a little worried recently, because this is the end of the year, but the eldest son still did not come back, and this year, since he left home from the beginning of this year, he made a total of two calls back. Believe it.

"It's just a military academy, and no matter how busy it is." Lin Qinghe couldn't help saying.

As soon as she heard this, Zhou Qingbai knew she was thinking about her boss and said, "Although it is a military school, it is also strict. Let him adapt first."

The eldest son is eighteen, and this year is nineteen. Zhou Qingbai is not worried at all.

Lin Qinghe sighed again.

Zhou Guilai comforted his mother and said, "Big brother will graduate next summer and will be able to return to live for a while."

"I can't live for a few days." Lin Qinghe is still clear, basically no more than seven days, after all, what to train, can't be slack.

Lin Qinghe was indeed destined to be disappointed this year. Zhou Kai did not call back until the 28th of the twelfth lunar month.

He went ahead with a mission this year and didn't come back until now, but the vacation was too short and it was not enough on the way, so he didn't come back.

"Have you sent the beef jerky you received in the past?" Lin Qinghe said.

"Received, thief incense, mom you will send me some new year." Zhou Kai said on the phone.

Lin Qinghe laughed and scolded, and chatted with his elder son for a while, and then he hung up the phone reluctantly.

When I came back, I said to Zhou Qingbai: "I think I'm getting nagging now."

Zhou Qingbai said: "No nagging." How could his wife be nagging, not at all.

"I also think that this year is getting older every year, which is really not as good as before." Lin Qinghe took out a mirror and took a picture, even though she paid great attention to maintenance, but the crow's feet of the eyes still had a little trace.

"It looks better every year," Zhou Qingbai said seriously, lying down and making dumplings.

Lin Qinghe smiled at him, but she was still very helpful. After returning home at night, she made a honey and put it on herself.

"Is it possible that the little concubine can make it beautiful?" Gangzi asked, looking at the little concubine who was watching TV on the sofa as a mask.

Although he often sees it, he still can't understand it.

"You are young and don't understand this." Lin Qinghe waved his hand.

"If it's useful, I'll let my mother do the same, and you can be so young with Xiaokui." Gangzi said.

Lin Qinghe was exaggerated by the lack of traces and said, "I'm sure she can't let your mother put honey and eggs on her face. Let her use cucumbers."

This year, no matter whether it was a tiger or a man, the brothers didn't go back. Of course, the phone was called back, and there was no problem on Tuesday.

If you do n’t go back, do n’t go back. There are a lot of them eating here.

Thinking of Lin Qinghe, he asked Zhou Xuanxuan: "Youngest, do you know where your big brother is, where is Weng Guoliang's family?"

"I know." Zhou Xuan nodded. He had been to his elder brother once. Although he was not very close, he remembered the way.

"You go sit down tomorrow, and take two jars of honey citron tea by the way, and tell Weng's family that your elder brother has not returned this year." Lin Qinghe said.

She is thinking about other girls, and it would be nice if she was destined to be a relative in the future.

Although she hasn't met Meng Weng and Meng Weng, but these years, she probably knows their temperament. If they are not good, her boss will not be so close to their sons, and they often pass by to rub the rice.

So this year the eldest son did not return, so let the second son sit down.

"I'll go with your second brother." Zhou Guilai said.

"You ask mom." Zhou Xuan said.

"You can go, but you are not allowed to talk nonsense," Lin Qinghe said.

"Why am I? I just go sit down. Weng's family is so close to his elder brother, and I should go to recognize the way." Zhou Gui said.

It was quite like that, but Lin Qinghe ignored him.

The next day, Zhou Xuan and Zhou Guilai went to the old man's house with two jars of honey citron tea.

I went to Zhouxuan once, so Weng ’s mother knew him, and I was very happy to see them coming together.

It was also a warm hospitality to the two of them. Two jars of honey citron tea were left. When they went back, they were asked to go back to the oranges with a net bag. Both were big and sweet.

"You are willing too." Father Weng teased with a smile, of course, not to mean those oranges.

"There's nothing reluctant, you don't look at how little Kai Kai fucks remembered me, these two jars of honey citron tea are enough for me to drink for a while." Weng's mother said.

Of course, honey citron tea is still the second, the important thing is Xiaokai and his mother's intentions.

Xiaokai didn't come back, she specially called two small ones, which was really reasonable and very polite.

"Guodong and Guoliang didn't come back this year, so I went to Mika." Weng's mother said.

She wants to see Xiaokai and his mother, and she also recognizes the way. If they can get together, it will be fine to sit back and go.

"You all go, then you have to bring me." Father Weng said helplessly.

"Yes, when the time comes," Weng's mother didn't care.

Weng Meijia, who went out to classmates' home today and didn't return home until dinner time, was told by her parents that she would go to the old Zhou's house this year to let her lead the way.

Weng Meijia was a bit embarrassed, but she didn't refuse. Aunt Lin was very talkative and was not afraid to talk to her.