Gu Zheng suddenly looked up and saw that at the entrance of the village, between the ground, his mother was holding a flashlight and looking forward to the only way to enter the village.

And this old mother with a vicissitudes of face suddenly showed a happy smile after hearing Gu Zheng's response.

The pleats on her face squeezed into a flower because of this smile that could not be stopped. A flower called happiness was blooming even more and more dazzling because her son's figure was getting closer and closer, and his pace became faster and faster...

"Mom, why are you here? Didn't I tell you that you can get home at eight or nine o'clock in the evening?"

"Also, how long have you been waiting in the field? You see, your lips are all white!"

After hearing Mrs. Gu’s call, Gu Zheng didn’t even care about carrying his luggage. He casually slap bags that he had been holding along the way and headed towards Mrs. Gu’s place.

I don’t know if it was the residual emotional dependence of the original owner. The sour and indescribable and indescribable emotions gushed out from the sound of greeting, turning into tears in the eyes, turning into nose water in the nose, turning into choking in the throat, and even turning into trembling, full of shame, and a pair of hands full of compensation handed to the old mother.

"Mom, I'm back!"

All the emotions that came out of the pump, after seeing the warm and tolerant smile that made him familiar with, finally turned into this sigh that the original owner had long wanted to say.

"This time, I won't go anywhere anymore, I'm just spending my life with my mother at home!"

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"Hey! It's done! You'll do whatever you say!"

"Don't stand here stupidly, son, are you hungry and tired on the road?"

"Where is your luggage? Mom carries it for you? Let's go home. Mom is stuffing steamed buns in the pot for you, and she has made your favorite stew."

"I go back and wash my hands, let's have a meal!"

After saying this, Mrs. Gu's thin but powerful palms stroked Gu Zheng's cheeks. With a little careful temptation, she saw that her son had not avoided as disgusted as before, and she touched her firmly.

Then he continued with a little vibrato, "I've lost weight, so thin."

"It's good if you're back, it's good if you're back. We won't go back to those big cities!"

"What's the point? I'm so tired!"

"Let's go! Let's go home!"

After saying that, Mrs. Gu really turned around and walked towards the place of the luggage bag behind Gu Zheng.

Seeing that, she was planning to bring this big bag of about 100 pounds back home for her son.

If this was the fucked son in the past, I would have suffered, but now Gu Zheng can do such an unethical thing?

He hurriedly stopped the direction of Mrs. Gu, and said words that moved the other party.

"Mom, how can you do this job? What are you raising your son for? You are here to enjoy the blessings of the future, right?"

"I am so old, it's not my childhood. My son, I am able to stand it."

"I'm very strong, we're leaving quickly. Mom, have you made delicious food?"

"I'm almost starving!"

When she heard this, Mrs. Gu didn't care about helping her son with the bag. She turned the flashlight in one direction and shone it straight towards the direction where the door of the house was.

"Yes! Go home quickly! Let my son eat it!"

This sentence was like a signal, which made Mrs. Gu's legs, which were sore and swollen because of standing for a long time, no longer hurt. Because of the inexplicable abnormal climate, the hair was soaked that it was a little dizzy. The two not-so-long legs were even more swift. They swiftly and took the flashlight in front of their eldest son and led the way.

At this time, Mrs. Gu was full of energy. She had to walk slowly to half a village for a long time, but inspired by her son's wish, she walked over as fast as she could.

The neighbors who looked out because of the barking of dogs in the courtyard were surprised and asked with a little confusion: "Auntie, what are you doing? You should go slowly."

"You are so old and the road is dark again. What if you bump into it? Your Zhengzi is not around, and you can't even find someone who can take care of you."

But after hearing this, Mrs. Gu suddenly gave her voice three points too high, and could hear the volume in almost half of the village. She responded to the neighbors next to her with a little pride: "How could it be! It's okay!"

"See, Zhengzi is back! He said, send my eldest grandson to settle down, and he will not leave from now on. He is still in the village, so he will live with me!"

"What am I afraid of? I have a son to serve you!"

After hearing this, the neighbor's sister-in-law was amused and crying. When your son came back, you would have to serve one more person, which would be better than living the suicide alone.

But she knew that Qin Xiulan could not hear this, because this mother who protects her baby, she is a cheerful and kind-hearted person in her daily life, and is the most capable and strong.

But there is only one thing, that is, you can't say anything bad about her son. If you hear something wrong with it, you may be able to slash directly into the other party's home with a kitchen knife, so that the other party can know how powerful an old mother is.

Therefore, when the tactful neighbor saw that the Qin family's aunt was fine, he closed their respective courtyard gates, causing the entire village to fall into a quiet atmosphere again.

As for the old lady Gu Qin Xiulan at this time?

He had already pulled open the lock on the yard door, moved the support beside the door, and gave his son into the yard.

When entering the main house, he took off the broom hanging beside the wall and swept the dusty Gu Zheng thoroughly.

At this time, Qin Xiulan had the heart to take care of her. She specially moved the chair in the main room to Gu Zheng's butt, and naturally picked up a few red apples from the coffee table and stuffed them into her son's arms. After confirming that she was not hungry or thirsty, she felt relieved and headed straight to the stove on the west side.

This made Gu Zheng, who was served too thoughtful, smile bitterly.

In so many worlds, no one has ever served me like Qin Xiulan.

If this mother, who loves her son more than anything, knew that her son had already left the world at this time, she would not be able to survive even in a moment.

So, this is the time to test your acting skills.

Even if he received the original owner's memory, Gu Zheng would take out these memories of getting along and review them again, so as not to miss the eyes of Qin Xiulan, who was full of sons.

As if Gu Zheng was facing a great enemy, he felt no resistance in his heart, but he was inexplicably expecting it.

Looking forward to getting along with a mother who loves her children very much.

He was able to receive such a task because God felt sorry for him that he had never truly enjoyed the love of spoiling, but he would have compensated him for it.

As for the countdown to the end of the world, there is also the small red character of 15:16:33, which was automatically completely ignored by Gu Zheng.

Even a ungrateful person like the client can live with me for another five years. Gu Zheng is the only one who is not responsible? How can he be worse?

The more he thought about it, the happier Gu Zheng was. Before he could even look at his future home, Qin Xiulan, holding a huge bowl of sea, lifted the curtain and walked out of the stove on the west side, and placed the hot stew that night in front of Gu Zheng.

"Son, you should eat some soup pads first. I will put them in the pot and it will be no longer hot."

"When my mother comes back and gives you those two buns, you can eat them. Oh, by the way, do you have to drink it in one sip?"

"Just eat, I still sleep soundly at night!"

After saying this, Qin Xiulan rushed straight to the east side of the main hall, where Gu Zheng was sleeping. Under the small table next to his kang, there was always a small cardboard box, which either contained no clothes smoke city wine or a smaller gold medal brandy.

In short, if you drink one for a meal, even the problem of opening the lid does not exist.

When Qin Xiulan touched the darkness and took out a glass bottle, Gu Zheng, who was in the main room, had already sucked and drank the mutton soup.

Yes, Nanzhuangzi’s mutton soup has very local characteristics.

Because the sheep here are different from the sheep in Mongolia because of the abundant water and grass, the smell is particularly light.

The sheep in Nanzhuangzi are all free-range goats raised by every household. Due to the different geographical location and feed they eat, the mutton in Nanzhuangzi has a bit of a strong smell.

However, when making a local delicacy here, this kind of lamb with a strong smell is far more delicious than the ones made by the lambs in Mongolia.

The reason is that the essence of this dish is the broth that has a slightly mutton smell but is extremely strong.

This is the sheep basin in Nanzhuangzi.

A sheep's shoulder blades removed the fat and boiled it into a milky white soup with the sheep and scorpion.

When the cook is hot, cut into thin pieces of crumbs from various parts of the same sheep. After stewing on the gurgling stove, put them in the pot in sequence according to the easy-to-cook time of each part.

When all the fillings are almost 80% ripe, throw in a pot of sincere cucumber slices, celery stems, cabbage, and mung bean vermicelli that every local household can make, with little pepper, little MSG, a little salt, and a slightly heavy vinegar sauce.

This pot is nothing to say, and the sheep pot with connotations is freshly released.

If this is the time, you will hurry to take the rice and accompany the soup to make the rice?

Then you are very wrong.
Chapter completed!