Dressed As Eighties Supernatural Woman

Latest website: Yang Jianshe looked at it for a long time: "Are you Wu Laoliu from the Qingmeng Brigade next door?"

"It's me, it's me. I didn't expect you to still remember me, Dr. Yang."

"How could I forget that I was caught in a heavy rain when I went up the mountain that year. If you hadn't helped me, I might not have saved the basket of medicine I carried."

"Hey, it happened for a while, I didn't expect you to remember it."

"Remember, remember, I remember every bit of everything here. By the way, why are you here?"

"Oh, I was passing the farm and wanted to make a call. My little grandson has been feeling unwell for the past few days. I want my son and the others to come back, for fear of further delays."

Someone on the side said: "Dr. Yang is here, just bring your little grandson over and have a look."

Wu Laoliu looked at Yang Jiancheng: "Doctor Yang, is that okay?"

Yang Jiancheng smiled and said, "Okay, why not? Bring the child over and let me take a look."

"Thank you very much, Doctor Yang."

Wu Laoliu thanked him and said to Director Zhang: "Director Zhang, I still have to make a call. Even though I'm here, I still have to tell my son."

"Okay, let Xiao Jiang take you to the next door to fight."

Yang Jiancheng didn't stay in the house for long before he asked to go out for a walk.

Luo Qiao let him take two more Baoxin pills in advance, and then they walked out together. The ground outside was still covered in white snow from a year ago.

Yang Jiancheng looked at the once familiar place, his eyes wet.

He murmured: "It's the same as in the dream, it's still the same."

Standing on the slope, he seemed to have returned to those years, when people were busy sowing in spring, weeding in summer, harvesting in full swing in autumn, and braving the cold to lift soil to pad the ground in winter.

All the way up from this slope, we entered the forest. At that time, I would go into the mountains to collect medicine every three days. Sometimes my wife would follow, and later it was Luo Qiao who followed behind me.

I still remember that her little person was carrying a backpack that was not even smaller than her. It was funny and distressing to watch, so I found someone to knit a small backpack for her.

Several children have been following the adults,

Listening carefully to the master and master's talk about her mother's childhood, Yanyan started to cry: "Mom, it turns out that you had such a hard life when you were a child."

Luo Qiao hugged her daughter: "Actually, it's okay. In the afternoon, I will take you to pay homage to Grandma Luo who raised me. She is a kind old man. Without her, there would be no mother."

When the group of them came back, the meal was already prepared. People from the farm came over to help cook it, and they found old people who still lived on the farm to come and cook with them.

The old people were very excited to see each other again. They were all getting older. After three glasses of wine, everyone had drinks instead of wine. Recalling those years, everyone had endless things to talk about. Later, they laughed and cried.

Because they talked about the people they used to be with, many of them have gone. Looking at the people they still have alive, all of them are gray-haired. This meeting may be the last time.

Later, Lu Yichen changed the topic and asked everyone to talk about something happy. It took a while to liven up the atmosphere.

After dinner, many people came with their children to pay New Year greetings. Luo Qiao prepared a lot of red envelopes in advance, all containing twenty yuan. It was not too much, just for good luck.

After asking the farm director Zhang, I found out that there are only twenty-six households in the farm now. Luo Qiao asked people to help move things down, two for each family.

Beef, mutton, pork, shrimp, crab, strawberry, and two Beijing pastries were loaded from the car. Director Zhang looked at the things: "Isn't this too much?"