: One hundred and ten old people in the hut

: One hundred and ten old people in the hut

This Han Qixiu was trying to educate Shen Jiao: "This head can't be touched by others in the future, do you understand?"

Shen Jiao defended: "I didn't touch anyone casually!"

"Don't let Zhao Si rub it just now!" Han Qixiu clearly pointed out the fact that happened five minutes ago.

Humph, still don't admit wrong!

Shen Jiao disagreed: "How can the fourth uncle be someone else? He is my fourth uncle."

"It's not about kissing the fourth uncle, or even kissing the fourth uncle, you have to pay attention to the difference between men and women!" Han Qixiu felt a little sour, and the fourth uncle and the fourth uncle were really affectionate.

Shen Jiao twisted in anger, shouting to get off the horse, so frightened that Han Qixiu hurriedly held her down: "What are you doing? Be careful when you fall, but you are the one that hurts!"

"You're not my brother yet, I don't have to pay attention to the difference between men and women with you!" Shen Jiao shouted loudly, tears welling up in her eyes again.

Han Qixiu's anger choked by Shen Jiao was extinguished again, he understood, the squeamish tears were his nemesis, and it was designed to defeat his explosive temper!

Alas, of course a manly man cannot have the same knowledge as a little woman, so he will let the little girl!

"Xing Xing Xing, I made a mistake, but only Zhao Si can rub it!" Han Qixiu insisted on the last step and refused to give in. Anyway, Zhao Si's eyesight is leaving quickly, it is not a problem.

"And grandpa!" Shen Jiao snorted.

"Okay, and your grandfather, let's talk about it, it's just me, Zhao Si, and your grandfather. No one else can touch their heads!" Han Qixiu emphasized repeatedly.

Shen Jiao turned her head and stared, "When my head is a cat and a dog, anyone can touch it!"

Han Qixiu looked at her angry little appearance, and couldn't help but rubbed her. Isn't she just a squeamish cat!

The horse rode for about twenty minutes before Han Qixiu pulled the reins to a stop, got off the horse neatly, and hugged Shen Jiao: "Let's walk the rest of the way."

Shen Jiao glanced around, and she could clearly see that it was a small hillside with a few low adobe houses at the bottom of the hill. She understood a little in her heart and asked, "Brother Han, is this the seventh team?"

Han Qixiu reached out and rubbed it again, and praised, "Yes, Jiaojiao is so smart!"

Shen Jiao shook her head proudly, and followed Han Qixiu down the hillside. The layout of the seventh team was similar to that of the sixth team. Thinking about it, they were all built together. Although it's only after seven o'clock now, the farm is already dark. Now, the monthly supply of kerosene is limited, and no one is willing to turn on the lights. Most people go to bed after eating, and only a few households have dim lights.

Han Qixiu seemed to be very familiar with this place. He dragged Shen Jiao around, and after a while, he came to a grass hut. The grass hut was quite big, but it was surrounded by walls on three sides. The stench was heavy, and it was obvious that this was a shed for livestock.

Shen Jiao was full of doubts, what did Han Qixiu do in the barn of the seventh team?

Her doubts were quickly answered. The corner of the hut was separated by wooden boards into a small space, which could only accommodate a single bed, and the rest of the space was enough for both her and Han Qixiu.

Not to mention the kang here, there is not even a stove, it is cold and humid, and it is cold and cold to stand for a while, let alone spend the night here.

There was an old man with white hair and beard lying on the bed, looking extremely haggard and bony. Under the dim light, Shen Jiao saw that there were many scars on his hands, which looked like new injuries.

Han Qixiu also saw the scars, and said solemnly, "Who hit it?"

"It's not those people, it's not a serious injury, it's fine!"

The old man said nonchalantly, he was very happy with Han Qixiu's arrival, and he was also in a lot of energy. He leaned over and wanted to get out of bed, but Han Qixiu stopped him.

"Don't be brave, just lie down!"

Han Qixiu adjusted the wick of the oil lamp at the head of the bed a little longer, and the light suddenly became much brighter, bringing some warmth to this dark space. He took out a large bottle of kerosene from the basket and put it under the bed to hide, and said to the old man: "Why are you so shrewd when you light a lamp? Don't feel bad about the oil, I said that the oil is on me."

The old man smiled heartily: "Okay, I will definitely not save it in the future, and I can use the oil lamp to dry my hands at night."

"You can cook porridge if you want."

As Han Qixiu spoke, he took out the tightly wrapped mutton soup from the basket and handed it to the old man: "The mutton soup is still hot, hurry up and eat it while it's hot."

The old man was not polite. He took the enamel jar and ate it in a big mouth. After taking a few mouthfuls of meat soup, his whole body became warm. He was so comfortable that he hummed and let Han Qixiu touch a small bottle of soju from under the bed. Give him a mouthful of wine and a mouthful of meat.

"There are also vegetables and cakes, they are all hot." Han Qixiu took out Shen Jiao's lunch box and a bag of golden cakes, the fragrance made the old man's mouth drool.

Shen Jiao looked around for a long time, and then found a simple stove made of a few bricks outside the cubicle, but there was no spark in the stove, and it was already cold.

Moreover, looking at the clean appearance of the stove, I think that this old man doesn't usually open a party, and he doesn't know what he eats!

Shen Jiao suddenly thought of her grandfather who was on the road of exile in her previous life. The tragic state of the old man in front of her was very similar to that of her grandfather in her previous life, which pierced Shen Jiao's heart.

"Brother Han, I have Mrs. Tang at home that I can give to this grandfather." Shen Jiao rushed out, her voice soft and sweet.

The old man smiled at Shen Jiao, noticed her delicate appearance, and couldn't help but glanced at Han Qixiu, "Which girl made you abduct you?"

Han Qixiu glared at him angrily, and choked: "Eat quickly, I'll send you Mrs. Tang after eating I'm afraid it will snow tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, and I was worried that you won't be able to make it through. !"

The old man sneered indifferently: "I don't see Lord Yama so soon, I'm so cheap!"

Han Qixiu was too lazy to care about him, so he let Shen Jiao stay here: "I'll go to the back mountain to get some firewood, and I'll be back soon."

Shen Jiao nodded obediently, Han Qixiu rubbed her head and walked out, and she disappeared after a while, Shen Jiao just stood there watching the old man eat, the food was not very good-looking.

"What's the name of the little girl?" After the old man drank the last mouthful of mutton soup, he immediately became refreshed and teased Shen Jiao.

Shen Jiao answered honestly: "My name is Shen Jiao, Shen of three o'clock water, Jiao of Jiaobao, you can call me Jiaojiao."

The old man took a grain of peanuts, chewed it with great taste, took another sip of wine, and smiled at Shen Jiao: "My surname is Shi, the stone of the stone, and my name is Guangshan."

"Grandpa Shi!" Shen Jiao called out immediately.

Shi Guangshan is very satisfied. In the end, the girl is more sensible than the boy. Like the Han family boy, he has never called his grandfather, and always choked with him, but who belongs to this delicate little girl?

"How did Jiaojiao meet Qi Xiu? Grandpa Shi told you that this guy is not a good person, Jiaojiao has to be careful!" Shi Guangshan said deliberately.

Shen Jiao was not happy when she heard it, how could this old man be so unconscionable, Han Qixiu was giving him food and chopping wood, how could he still speak ill of people behind his back?

"Brother Han is a good person. If he wasn't a good person, why would he bring you mutton soup? He even chopped wood for you!"

Grandpa Shi looked at the angry little girl in front of him, and couldn't help but be amused, oh, this is the first time I heard someone say that the Han family boy is a good person!

What a rare thing!