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Seeing that the old man at the door did not let go, Huo Yingjie continued to persuade, "Uncle, look at our old and young, we don't look like bad people. Uncle, when you see you are a good person, I will tell you the truth. Grandma Qi's son went to school here on the eve of liberation. After liberation, there was no news. Later, I heard from fellow villagers that he was dead. In those days, the war was in chaos, and death was very common. But the old man, who had not seen his son for the last time, thought of coming to school for the rest of his life."

The old man in the door saw the old man and the old lady, which was really pitiful.

"Hey, which of their sons is gone?" asked the guardian, feeling sympathy.

Ho Yingjie said: "They are just one baby son. Now that they are here, they use all the savings in the family to see. It's very pitiful. Just let us go in and take a look."

When the old man guarded the door heard this, he felt even more sympathetic to the old couple outside.

"It's quite pitiful, but they are from other places. But I heard that your accent should be local. Take your household registration book and show me." The old man at the door said, "You can help, but you can't have any guarantees."

Ho Yingjie was stunned. Who would still bring a household registration book when he went out?

"Uncle, I don't bring my household registration book, but I am really a local." Ho Yingjie said, "Uncle, smoke, smoke, we just walk near the door and don't enter, can we do it?"

As he said that, he stuffed a whole pack of cigarettes into the pocket of the old man's clothes.

The old man at the door had already smoked a cigarette like that just now, and he became even more greedy. He wanted to refuse, but he was reluctant to take it out.

Seeing that the old man didn't take it out, Ho Yingjie took it out of his other pocket and took out a dollar and said, "Uncle, just think we are here to visit the scenic spot. Can we buy tickets?"

The old man in the door only earned fourteen yuan a month and lived a dull life. When he saw the money, his eyes turned red. Seeing Huo Yingjie, the little girl outside, and two old people, there should be no accident.

Besides, if these people make trouble, he shouts, and there are still some people living in the dormitory behind, so you can come and help.

When Ho Yingjie saw that the old man in the door agreed, he thanked him repeatedly and said, "Mr. Thank you! We will leave after a while."

The old man guarding the door came out and opened the door for them.

With a loud bang, the thick and ancient door slowly opened.

It is not the thriving campus, nor is it the sound of students reading aloud.

There are only messy weeds, the cold wind whistling, and the lonely and bleak.

"Okay, you guys go around here. When you come out, I have to check it out. You can't take the things inside." The old man at the door reminded. Although he knew there was no valuable thing here, saying a few words like this was a good performance of his serious work.

"Yes, yes, let's take a look. We will never take a needle or a thread, nor will we touch a tree or a tree." Old man Qi said with apologies. Huo Yingjie had been in the communication room for a long time just now, and probably gave this old man some benefits.

The old man in the door allowed the trip, and Huo Yingjie rode a tricycle and took He Tiantian forward together.

Ho Yingjie had been to this school several times before and explained it to them, and He Tiantian also listened to it.

However, his eyes were full of desolation. After seeing it, the four of them felt uncomfortable.

When Grandma Qi San saw it at noon, she said, "Okay, let's go home for dinner."

"Okay!" He Tiantian responded.

Old man Qi felt sad. He had been here once before. Even at the most chaotic time, Japan occupied Nanshi, and there were still students and teachers in this school. But now it is peaceful. What is the place where people should teach and educate people the most and cultivate talents for the country?

He is a rough man, he only knows how to fight, and he doesn't know why, and he can't figure it out!

Although He Tiantian felt sad, she knew that she would be fine in the future. After a while, she threw away the loneliness that had just happened.

After returning home, He Tiantian cooked four bowls of ginger soup as usual. After drinking it, He Tiantian started cooking and Huo Yingjie washed vegetables.

At noon today, He Tiantian saw that everyone was in a bad mood, so she decided to make some delicious food and make dumplings.

I bought flour today, kneaded a dough and put it in a basin, covered the basin with a lid of the pot, and started chopping the cabbage filling.

There is pheasant meat at home. He Tiantian asked the meat on Huo Yingjie to scrape it off with a knife and soak it in water. When the meat is loose, chop it into small particles and stir-fry it in a pot. When it is fragrant, pour the cabbage in and stir-fry it. No need to add oil, just add some salt and the five-spice powder seasoning must be served immediately.

He Tiantian rolled out the dough, and the round dough turned into round dough in He Tiantian.

Ho Yingjie moved a bench and put the dough into pieces to make dumplings. The middle was thick and the edges were thin.

He Tiantian reached out and patted Huo Yingjie and said angrily: "You don't know how to make dumplings, why do you get dumpling skin?"

Ho Yingjie was dissatisfied and raised his chin slightly and said, "Why can't I make dumplings? You didn't know how to roll out noodles or make dumplings before, why do you know everything now?"

Almost exposed, Ho Yingjie felt guilty.

"Then I learned from others in the countryside." He Tiantian said, "You also learn to make dumplings in the army?"

"That's right, of course, I made dumplings." Ho Yingjie said, "Maybe not everyone can do it, but I will definitely do it. If you don't make it well, it will be counted and put aside. Whoever makes it will eat it. In this case, no matter how stupid a person is, he doesn't want to just eat dumpling skins and dumpling soup! So everyone can make dumplings."

Hearing Ho Yingjie say this, He Tiantian reluctantly believed Ho Yingjie's words.

"Then I'll take a look at it if you don't have a good package." He Tiantian said, "If you don't have a good package, I'll do it yourself."

"Hmph!" Ho Yingjie snorted unhappy, "Today I will let you see what is the most perfect dumpling in history."

"Haha!" He Tiantian laughed, "Okay, just a little girl, I will see the most perfect dumplings in history."

Huo Yingjie held the dumpling skin on the left and the spoon on the right to scoop the filling, no more or less, and the filling was just enough to make a dumpling.

The dumpling skin is very round, and Ho Yingjie's skill in making dumplings is very good. I saw a cute little dumpling coming out of Ho Yingjie, sitting steadily on the panel with his fat belly.

He Tiantian widened her eyes, looked at the cute little dumpling on the table, and asked in surprise: "Brother Yingjie, the dumplings you made are so beautiful."

"It's not only good-looking, but also delicious." Ho Yingjie said proudly, pointing at the dumplings he made, "Do you think this dumpling looks like you?"

When He Tiantian heard this, she was so angry that her cheeks bulged, and she asked, "How come I look like dumplings?"

I looked at my belly unconsciously. Fortunately, even though I was wearing a cotton coat, I didn’t have such a big belly!

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"Living Color Medical Scent" by Xianke

As the saying goes, a forced melon is not sweet.

Someone: Who said it? I twisted it, it was very sweet.
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