Author: Xifeng

But Jiang Jiafu felt uneasy while eating. He always felt that Zhou Chunhe was thinking about the mushy dumplings in his bowl. He turned his back to Zhou Chunhe and muttered, and looked back from time to time.

Zhou Chunhe couldn't bear to look at it, so he took out the cold pig ears and sauced knuckles he brought from the back, carried them in his hand and slipped them in front of Jiang Jiafu. The smell was really fragrant, and Jiang Jiafu followed the smell and found them.

"You still think I want to eat your dumplings?" Zhou Chunhe asked with a squinting look.

"Of course not. Who would care about my dumplings when there is such delicious food?" Jiang Jiafu chuckled, staring at the dish with gleaming eyes.

Zhou Chunhe conveniently folded a willow branch and broke it into two chopsticks. He then placed the cold pig's ear sauce elbows on the stone board and started eating.

Jiang Jiafu was not polite at all and stretched his chopsticks towards the elbow.

"If I drink wine again now, I will be a god and I won't change it."

As soon as Jiang Jiafu finished speaking, Zhou Chunhe took out a bottle of shochu from his pocket, unscrewed the lid, and the two of them drank from the lid.

"I'll go in and get a bowl." Jiang Jiafu said.

"No, I won't drink anymore, it's all yours." Zhou Chunhe said.

Jiang Jiafu's eyes were bright, "They're all mine?"

Zhou Chunhe pushed the wine over and asked, "How is your coffee growing?"

Jiang Jiafu didn't need the lid anymore. He picked up the wine bottle and took a sip. He grinned and said, "I've grown half a man taller."

“When can we eat it?”

"Let's wait until Zhou Tian goes to junior high school."

"What? How many years will it take?" Zhou Chunhe didn't know that it would take so long for coffee to bear fruit.

Jiang Jiafu, however, looked indifferent, "Don't you worry about being late for a good meal?"

"Then what have you been eating these past few years?"

"Eat whatever you can, don't you think I ate very well today?" Jiang Jiafu is always optimistic.

Zhou Chunhe shook his head, "I'm afraid you will starve to death before the coffee trees bear fruit."

"Haha, that's not possible, I will go find my Jiang Lu."

"Aren't you afraid that Jiang Lu will blast you away?"

"It is possible for her, but if she does that, you will never do that, so I always have a guarantee." Jiang Jiafu seemed to have figured out Zhou Chunhe's lifeline.

Zhou Chunhe was unwilling to be pinched by Lao Jiangtou and threw the pebbles far away, "That's not necessarily the case. It depends on my mood."

Jiang Jiafu was completely ruined, "Then just starve to death. Living half a life is enough."

"If you starve to death like this, have you figured out how to explain it to Jiang Lu's mother?"

Jiang Jiafu choked on the pig ears he ate in his mouth, "If you have anything to explain, I'll tell you if I can meet you."

Zhou Chunhe glanced at him and patted the dust on his butt, "Go and guard the vegetable shed for me. I have built two new sheds and need someone to guard them."

"Will you be paid?"

"Here, not much." Zhou Chunhe chewed the pig ear.

"That's fine, as long as you don't starve to death, hehe." Jiang Jiafu was satisfied.

In this way, Jiang Jiafu got his first job in his life after eating dumplings. He had no requirements. Now he is alone and has enough to eat, so the whole family has no worries.

Sometimes he would think of Wan Xue and his daughter in a daze, as if it was a long, long time ago, and after a while, he would have completely forgotten about it.

Zhou Chunhe patted his butt and left, while Jiang Jiafu still squatted on the spot, sipping wine and meat, looking at him from a distance, like a dog.

The reason why he doesn't drink is because he wants to save some stomach for drinking at Er Ye's place. Today is the winter solstice, and Er Ye will definitely want to eat dumplings.

When we arrived at the second master's house, he was nowhere to be seen. The house was cold, as if no one had been there for a long time.

Strange, where could the second master go now? Zhou Chunhe muttered, chewing a piece of dogtail grass that he randomly pulled off the road in his mouth, and walked towards the field.

But the second master was not there either. Zhou Chunhe took a sip of the water from the spring at the foot of the mountain and still felt that the water was pleasant to drink.

Where could the second master go? Zhou Chunhe stood on the ridge of the field and couldn't think of it for a while. He looked at the sunset on the horizon and saw the cold wind blowing. He couldn't stay any longer and walked towards home.

On this day of ancestor worship and reunion, Erye's old friend Xu Changjin from Xujia Baozi Shop went to see his ancestors, and Erye sent him off.

The white-haired man gave the white-haired man a gift, and the second master could not shed tears. Listening to the wailing cries of his descendants, it felt like someone had dug a corner out of his not-so-young heart. From then on, the old Xu family had one more dumpling.

A taste - think about it but not see it.

The sky was gloomy, as if it was going to rain, but the dark clouds passed one after another, and finally no rain fell. When the second master came back, his waist was hunched, as if he had become much older in an instant.

Before leaving, Xiao Xu held the second master's hand and sobbed. He wiped away his tears again and again. The second master looked at the sky and said, "It's getting late, broken baby. If you have anything to say, just say it." He said.

As I get older, I don’t like walking at night because I’m afraid I’ll have to meet my ancestors while walking.

It’s not that I don’t miss you, it’s that the world is cuter.

Xiao Xu then said, "Second Master, I will have no father from now on, never again." He cried intermittently, like an old child.

The second master opened his mouth, thinking that I don't have a father anymore. It's been many years. Finally, he patted Xiao Xu's hand and said, "Keep the bun shop running well. Your father will still miss you in this world."

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"My father mentioned you before he left and said that you will not be charged for eating steamed buns in the future. If you don't come, let us send them to your home."

The second master let out a long sigh, "This old man, I will go meet him soon, and I can still eat a few steamed buns."

When Xiao Xu heard this, he tightened his hold on the second master and said, "Second master, live a good life. You must live a long life. Looking at you, I always feel that the old man is not far away yet."

The second master panicked after hearing this, and calmly broke away from Xiao Xu's hand, "Suibao, it's getting late, I'm going back first. Your father has passed away, so don't be too sad."

Xiao Xu hunched over and nodded, finally letting go of the second master's hand.

After walking a few steps, he was stopped by Xiao Xu again. The second master was startled and frightened, "Do you have anything else to say?"

"You forgot this." Xiao Xu handed over Xu's steamed buns.

The second master wanted to say no, today is the winter solstice, and he wanted to go home to eat dumplings, but then he thought, no, the dumplings have to be collected today, and everyone who came to send Lao Xu had a bag. The deceased was

Big, he had no choice but to comply.

"Second Master, as long as you think about this, come here. As long as Mrs. Xu is still here, you will definitely have a hot bun." Xiao Xu said sincerely.

The second master patted him on the shoulder and said, "Take a good look at this shop."

Walking on the road, the second master thought, who will be wearing mourning for him in a hundred years? Well, I can't care about that much, since he can't see it anyway, let's leave the things behind him to the people behind him.

But as he walked, Er Ye started to out of breath, and then he couldn't walk at all. He stopped to rest while holding on to a tree on the side of the road. He looked at the direction where Lao Xu was buried, as if he was buried there too.

My heart felt heavy and heavy.
Chapter completed!