80s Taoism

"Sister, do you blame me for being too ignorant?" Zhao Lanying regretted it after thinking about it.

"How could it be? You didn't do it on purpose. Besides, you're not the only one who made a mistake in this matter. Biaozi also made a mistake. If he had spoken well, he wouldn't have become like this. Looking back, I'll talk to him well. I'm a big man, and I don't know how to save the old man." Liu Qiaoye was impartial, neither blindly blaming Zhao Lanying, nor completely indulged.

Now Zhao Lanying has completely listened to Liu Qiaoye's words. In fact, Zhao Lanying is also very smart, instead of running back to her mother's house, she ran to this sister's house. If he ran back to his natal family, the incident would really become a big mess this time, and it would directly escalate into a conflict between the Zhao and Liu families. The quarrel between the young couple will directly escalate into a major event.

Zhang Jiaohua and Liu Xi don't need to worry about the adults, they only care about how many chicken legs each person can get when the pheasant is cooked. Pheasants are fat, but certainly not as heavy as domestic chickens of the same size. The two pheasants don't look small, but if you weigh them, each one is only a little over two catties. Fortunately, the pheasants in autumn are relatively stocky. When cooked, they can be placed in bowls, and they can also hold two large bowls.

"Brother Hua, this pheasant is better than domestic chicken." Liu Xi tried his best to make Zhang Jiaohua happy.

"Yes. Of course. The pheasant meat is so delicate." Zhang Jiaohua nodded proudly.

"Take me to the mountains to hunt pheasants tomorrow, okay?" This was Liu Xi's goal.

Zhang Jiaohua shook his head, "That can't be done, you are too young. You can't walk in the mountains at all."

Zhang Jiaohua didn't dare to take Liu Xi with him. The last time he met a wild boar, he couldn't take care of himself. Taking Liu Xi with him was asking for trouble. Although Zhang Jiaohua was amused by Liu Xi's words, he was not to the point of getting carried away.

Liu Xi's scheming failed, and he was very disappointed, "After I went back, I also trained Xiao Hui to be a mountain dog. It is the mother of the mountain leopard, and it must be even stronger than the mountain leopard."

"Xiaohui has already formed, no matter how you raise it, it is impossible to become a mountain dog. It is not so easy to train a mountain dog." Zhang Jiaohua reminded.

"Brother Jiaohua, will you tell me how to train a coyote?" Liu Xi looked at Zhang Jiaohua anxiously and said.

"Of course. When Xiao Hui gives birth to another cub, I'll tell you how to raise a coyote." Zhang Jiaohua readily agreed.

Originally, if Zhao Lanying's mother and son hadn't come, Liu Qiaoye would still have brought a bowl of food to Zhang Jiaohua's grandparents. Regardless of whether the elderly have a preference for children, they are elders after all. And they didn't do too much to Zhang Jiaohua's grandson. Essentially, most of the time, they can still make a bowl of water level. Liu Qiaoye felt that she was also the one who took care of the cubs, so she wanted to set an example for the cubs.

There is a story of cause and effect in Meiziao that has been passed down for many years. There are couples who are not filial to their parents. When parents get old, they dislike their parents for being unclean, so they specially use bamboo to peel bamboo for their parents to eat. Parents eat leftovers from home. One hot meal, one cold meal, one hungry meal, one full meal. Very poor. The couple also have a cub of their own, and they love their son very much. One day, they saw the cub peeling lead and bamboo bowls. The couple felt very strange and asked, "Why are you cutting the bamboo bowl?" Their cubs said: "My cubs will cut bamboo bowls for you." When you are as old as your grandparents, I will give you these bamboo bowls. After hearing this, the couple were filled with emotions. It turns out that the cause they planted will surely bear the same fruit in the future. From that day on, the couple completely changed their attitude towards the elderly and became the most filial in the village.

Liu Qiaoye feels that no matter what the old people are, they should be filial to the old people. Supporting the elderly is not an equivalent exchange. Family affection is not a transaction. Most importantly, she wants to set a good example for Zai Zai.

The pheasant chicken was packed into two large bowls. Liu Qiaoye thought about it, and filled another bowl with a vegetable bowl, then patted Zai Zai on the head, "Zai Zai, bring it to your grandparents."

"I'm not going. Wait a minute, they ate the ingots, and it's my fault when they get stuck. Uncle's family ate anything, but they never brought it to grandparents." Zhang Jiaohua said dissatisfied.

"This is for grandparents. When grandparents killed chickens, didn't they leave you a drumstick? How can you be so stingy? If parents are old, don't you care about us?" Liu Qiaoye said seriously.

Zhang Jiaohua pouted, and reluctantly walked out the door with the bowl of pheasant meat.

"Be careful, don't fall." Liu Qiaoye hurriedly shouted towards the door again.

Zhang Jiaohua was already hungry, smelling the smell of the chicken in the bowl, couldn't help swallowing, looked around, saw no one was there, secretly grabbed a piece of pheasant from the bowl and put it into his mouth. He chewed so fast that he ate the chicken in two or three bites, without even spitting out a chicken bone.

The old house where Zhang Jiaohua's grandparents lived was separated by a few field ridges. Zhang Jiaohua made a start, couldn't bear it for a while, and secretly grabbed another piece. By the time I got to my grandparents' house, I had already eaten three yuan. When he arrived at the door, Zhang Jiaohua wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and ate all the chicken bones in his mouth cleanly.

"Grandpa and grandma, my mother asked me to bring you pheasant meat." Zhang Jiaohua looked at the bowl, but couldn't see it. After all, Zhang Jiaohua would always cover up after eating.

The grandparents were very happy. What they cared about was not the bowl of pheasant meat, but the love of their children.

"Zai Zai, have you eaten yourself?" Zhang Manyin looked at Zhang Jiaohua with a smile.

Zhang Jiaohua felt guilty and quickly denied it, "I didn't catch anything on the road."

Yes, there is no silver three hundred taels here. Zhang Manyin and Ma Donghua were amused by their grandson and laughed. Not to mention that there are still oil stains on the corners of Zhang Jiaohua's mouth, just based on Zhang Jiaohua's words, it can be known that this guy must be gluttonous on the road.

"We didn't eat or eat, our beggar must have not eaten. The beggar will eat with grandpa, okay?" Zhang Manyin said with a smile.

"No. I'm going home. My aunt is here, and she brought my cousin with her. There are a lot of chicken legs left at home. I have to go back quickly. Otherwise, Xizi will eat all the chicken legs." Zhang Jiaohua hurried home.

Zhang Manyin and Ma Donghua looked at each other. Ma Donghua said, "Look, every time Buckwheat makes some oil star, which time has it forgotten to bring it to us? Be fair in the future. Yuanbao is a grandson, and Jiaohua is also a grandson. Do you think one should be the other?"

"I never disliked beggars." Zhang Manyin blushed.