Top Ten Good Mothers in Quick Transmigration Chapter 1761: : Motherland Motherland – The Way to Return Home (31)

In the kitchen, old man Li was busy.

Li Ergou didn't have to help, he looked at everything in the house, and from time to time he secretly glanced at his busy old father.

At home, nothing seems to have changed, everything is as it is in memory.

It's just that my father's hair is much whiter than in memory, and his back is more bent than in memory. The whole person seems to be many years older, as if he is dying and will fall down at any time.

In the kitchen, there was a burst of familiar fragrance.

"Ergou, come and take it out." Old man Li shouted from the kitchen.

Li Ergou hurried in and saw two bowls of wontons, steaming.

The wontons were placed on the small table on the kang, and Li Ergou looked at the familiar wontons with sore eyes.

"What are you looking at, hurry up and eat, you kid, don't you like the wontons made by dad the most."

"Yes, yes, I like the wontons made by my father the most."

Li Ergou remembered that their family was very poor, or the village, or even the entire Huaguo was poor in this era, and they probably couldn't eat meat a few times throughout the year.

Only at the end of the year, pigs will be slaughtered, and each family will share a few catties of meat.

At that time, Dad would wrap the meat into wontons for them to eat.

At that time, whether it was Li Ergou or other family members, what they looked forward to most was the Chinese New Year, and what they missed most was this bowl of wontons.

Li Ergou picked up the spoon, picked up a wonton and put it in his mouth.

Very sweet.

The wontons are mixed with the soup, and they are instantly hot.

"tick"

A few tears fell on the soup unconsciously.

Old man Li was stunned for a moment, and then scolded: "You baby, why are you crying? Could it be that the wontons made by Daddy are not delicious?"

Li Ergou hurriedly wiped away his tears, and said with a smile: "How is it possible, the wontons made by my father are the best, I am, but I haven't eaten them for a long time, no, I am too excited when I eat them .”

Old man Li smiled: "You baby, you are so good at your father's mouthful of wontons. But who told you to be my baby? Now that you are back, my father will go to see carrying stones and digging rivers in the future. Earn more work points and money, and cut the meat to make wontons for you."

Seeing the old man's smile in front of him, Li Ergou's heart was sore: "Well, the son is waiting. Thank you, dad."

"Hey, eat quickly, don't get cold."

"Father, you eat too."

The two were eating wontons together, while old man Li asked about the war of resistance, Li Ergou also told him, and the little old man listened with gusto.

On this day, the two chatted for a long time. Old man Li was talking about the changes in Kengshui Village, and Li Ergou was talking about the War of Resistance.

But old man Li didn't ask why Li Ergou came back only now after the War of Resistance ended several years ago.

It was as if he had forgotten about it.

He didn't mention it, and neither did Li Ergou.

The two chatted until very late. Li Ergou saw that his father wanted to continue chatting and was unwilling to go to bed, so he couldn't help urging him to go to bed. It's like it's gone.

"Why don't we sleep in the same kang?" Li Ergou suggested.

The Li family has more than one house, and Li Ergou naturally cannot sleep in the same house as his father when he grows up.

Old man Li agreed.

Outside the window, the moonlight was cool, and the night sky was dotted with stars, which looked extraordinarily beautiful.

Li Ergou looked at his old father sleeping next to him, and remembered what his father said before going to bed, and he repeated it over and over again.

He said: Ergou, if you want to go out tomorrow, you must wake up your father first.

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