Then she widened her eyes and said, "Did Qiao Yue always know that her uncle was in Chou Country?"

Wang Zhong shook his head and said: "Probably not!"

"When Qiao Yue came to us, we were still on bad terms with Chou Country. There was a battle later, and Secretary Zhou's arm was hanging on the battlefield.

The easing of relations between the two countries happened a few years ago, and Qiao Yue didn't have the conditions even if she wanted to know.

I mean, after so many years from Peking to our place, Qiao Yue and her uncle can still find Qiao Yue. It shows how much effort and effort it took to find Qiao Yue. I'm afraid it won't just be possible.

It’s just as simple as looking for a relative.”

"Hey!" Niu sighed boldly, with a sad look on his face, but he didn't say much, but he admired Wang Zhonglai again in his heart, and he was able to make a close guess with only a few pieces of information.

Wang Zhong patted Niu DaDang's shoulder, "No matter what, you must have an idea in mind."

Regarding Qiao Yue's matter, Wang Zhong really didn't want to get involved. Qiao Yue was too selfish and would abandon anything for himself. Ma Renli's life-saving grace and the love between husband and wife that they had been together for decades, even

You can leave your biological son alone.

But Niu DaDang is an honest man. Not long after he and Qiao Yue got married, he was almost out of control by Qiao Yue. Thanks to Wang Zhong and Ma Renlian who helped Niu DaDang beat them, the couple was able to live peacefully until now.

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This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! With Qiao Yue's temperament, she will definitely leave her husband and children and go to Chou Country.

Jiang Hongguo brought the steaming dumplings stuffed with mutton to the table, made a special dipping plate with spicy oil for Wang Zhong, brought it out, took off her apron, and sat back on the kang.

"Wheat sprouts, take out my half pot of daughter's red!" Wang Zhongchai used his little cotton-padded jacket.

"Dad, what does rice wine taste like?" Ziping, the eldest son, came over with a shy smile.

"Get out, and you, it's Zijin who pays filial piety to me, it's not your fault!" Prince An, who was lying next to him, was shot.

"Dad! You're stingy, aren't you!" Wang Zi'an was much thicker-skinned than his elder brother Zi Ping.

"You two brats, you didn't even know how to buy some good wine to honor me when you came back from Peiping. You've been raised like this for nothing!"

The two brothers were not fools, so how could they not realize that Wang Zhong was joking.

"Ignore your father and eat quickly!" Jiang Hongguo greeted her sons to eat with a smile on their face.

Everyone couldn't wait any longer, so they picked up the kuaizi and ate the dumplings.

“My mother’s dumplings are the most delicious. I’ve been thinking about these dumplings since I was in Peking.”

"When did my dear second brother learn how to flatter a horse with a smooth beard?"

"I'm just saying this from my heart. What kind of flattery is there? Go, go, go!"

Between brothers and sisters, there is no harmony all the time. Noisy ones are the real thing.

"Okay, okay, let's eat first!" Jiang Hongguo saw that the brother and sister were about to fight each other, and quickly poured a basin of cold water on them. Jiang Hongguo's words were still very useful.

After all, Wang Zhong didn't drink it alone. Half a bottle of rice wine was shared among the five members of his family. Except for the youngest Ziyu who couldn't drink because he was too young, the rest barely got a glass.

Wang Zhong is not a drinker, but when there are occasions worthy of celebration, drinking a little wine can really enhance the atmosphere.

"That's right! In a few days during the Lunar New Year, the team will kill a pig. You two should go over and help!" Wang Zhong said to his two sons.

"No problem!" Both Ziping and Zian's three views were well educated by Wang Zhong.

"Kill a pig?" Wang Zijin's eyes lit up instantly: "I want to go too!"

"I'll go too, I'll go too!" Ziyu also shouted.

"Dad, how many pigs shall we kill this year?" Wang Zijin approached Wang Zhong and asked curiously.

"The ones our brigade raises are just piglets. These few pigs were bought from other pigs by your bold uncle after running for several days. There are only five pigs."

"There are more than 200 people in our brigade, more than 50 households, and a dozen families are divided into one pig. If one pig is calculated as two hundred catties, one family can have twenty catties!" the prince said with a tsk.

"That's not how you calculated the account!" Ziping said: "Two hundred kilograms is the weight of the slaughter, and not all of them are two hundred kilograms. After removing the internal organs, pig head, hooves, and bones, a pig can weigh six hundred kilograms.

It’s 70% meat, maybe a little less.”

"I forgot!" Zijin scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Dad, do we still need pig heads and water in our house?" Ziyu asked Wang Zhong, pulling him.

"What, you want to eat pig head meat?" Wang Chong asked with a smile.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" Ziyu nodded immediately, her two big, watery eyes shining brightly.

"Then our family still needs pig heads and water!" Wang Zhong said.

"Dad!" Wang Zijin said, "But I want to eat pork ribs."

As he spoke, he counted with his fingers: "Braised pork ribs, sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed pork ribs..."

The snack guy next to him swallowed his saliva as he said this, holding Wang Zhong's hand tightly and refusing to let go. His eyes shone brightly, just like a rabbit who saw a carrot.

"Then let's buy more!" Wang Zhong laughed dumbly and rubbed Ziyu's little head lovingly.

Wang Zhong really likes this little daughter, she is well-behaved and obedient, quiet yet clever, and most importantly, smart.

"Daddy is the best!" The little cotton-padded jacket happily threw herself into Wang Chong's arms and let out a tantrum.

"Dad, what about the fish pond? Do you want to catch fish?" Wang Zijin's mind was spinning faster, and he looked at Wang Zhong expectantly.

"Is my little Baitiao from Langli going to make a comeback?" Wang Zi'an joked with a smile.

"Go, go, go!" Wang Zijin quickly pushed Zian beside him, his eyes widened: "Who is the little Baitiao in the Langli!"

Zian pretended to be surprised: "Did I say that I'm a little white boy in the waves?"

"I told you!" Zijin said, "Just now, Wang Zi'an, don't be pretentious!"

Even Wang Ziping, who usually talks little, had a smile on his face.

Wang Zi'an said: "I don't know who jumped into the fish pond to catch fish for fun, and brazenly said that fighting with the ground would be endless fun. When Dad rescued him, his face was pale and his stomach...

"

"Wang Zi'an!" Before Wang Zi'an could finish his words, he was interrupted by the roar of the Hedong lion from Wang Zijin who was stepping on his tail.

But before Wang Zijin could have a seizure, he was interrupted by a dry cough.

"Most people are still making noises. A truly strong man must dare to face the misery of life and face the dripping blood. Who hasn't done anything in Hutu when he was a child? You still need to practice your Qi-nurturing skills.

Otherwise, when you graduate, you will be pissed to death because of your narrow-mindedness, which is smaller than the nose of a needle."

"Dad!" Wang Zijin was unhappy.

Wang Zhongdao: "What a silly girl. If you feel angry, you can just retaliate with tooth. If you show your teeth and claws, you will only put yourself at a disadvantage. Look at your second brother!"

Wang Zijin turned around and saw, as expected, Wang Zi'an was laughing so hard that he didn't even bother to eat the delicious dumplings.
Chapter completed!