"Tougher than before, a little darker than before, and more mature than before";

Liu Wei stood up, a head taller than Mother Li;

But Mother Liu looked at Liu Wei carefully, and while she was looking at him, she was nagging;

And Liu Wei also wiped away his tears;

This kneeling is a sign of guilt for the mother;

This kneeling is a farewell to the past;

This kneeling is to rectify everyone's name.

A few minutes later, Liu's mother noticed Ma Yibo. She was so focused on her son that she didn't care about anyone else.

"Yibo, call your parents and your sister, and have dinner at my house later. Your favorite soup noodles";

"Yesterday I was under 10 pounds of dried noodles";

"When I woke up in the morning, I made egg whistles and fried zhibuliao (fat meat pressed into oil and fished out the meat residue)."

Seeing Ma Yibo, Liu's mother was very grateful;

During this period, Liu Wei probably told her about Ma Yibo;

Of course, the key point is that Ma Yibo and Liu Wei make money together;

Regarding her son, Liu's mother also knew that he was not smart, but he was steadfast and willing to work;

Without Ma Yibo, what would his son do?

Maybe, I won’t be able to come back this year;

Once upon a time, Liu's mother felt that whether she could see her son before her death showed how much she missed Liu Wei.

Speaking of pouring noodles with soup, Ma Yibo couldn't help but drool;

During the New Year, in the Qianzhou area of ​​Xianyang City, people eat soup noodles in the morning. To outsiders, they are called saliva noodles;

Noodle soup, some people call it Noodle Soup, which is a misinterpretation of Noodle Soup by the ignorant.

The authentic place for soup noodles is in Qianzhou, Qin Province, especially in parts of the north of Qianling Mausoleum and Yongshou.

Soup noodles are a rare delicacy in the world. In the past, they were only eaten on important occasions such as weddings, funerals and Chinese New Year.

Soup noodles are a traditional noodle dish in Qin Province. The workmanship is particularly exquisite and involves many processes;

The soup requires broth, which must be simmered over a long fire to allow the spices to be blended into the soup, and the ingredients and soup become one;

If the vinegar is good, it is grain vinegar. Whether the soup is good or not depends entirely on the vinegar;

Spicy peppers should be poured with heavy oil, not vegetable oil, otherwise it will be too dry;

Spread the eggs into thin pancakes of a few millimeters, cut the fried tofu slices into shreds, and put them into the soup with chopped green onions. The chili peppers are red, the eggs are yellow, and the green onions are dotted. It is really beautiful. Just take a look and it will make you salivate.

The origin of soup noodles is also extraordinary. It has a long history and can be traced back to the period of Jiang Taigong.

It is said that when Jiang Taigong raised an army from Xiqi, he caught a giant snake in what is now the Zhougong Temple. He was overjoyed and rewarded the three armies. He cut the snake meat into small pieces and made it into spicy noodles called Saozi noodles. It is the predecessor of today's Qishan Saozi noodles.

Snake meat has long been replaced by pork;

After eating and drinking, the army moved forward and reached the boundary of Fufeng Xingping. There was not much snake meat left, so they added vegetables to the snake meat. However, the residents in that area still maintained the style of eating noodles at that time.

When we arrived in the Qianxian area, there was no meat and no vegetables. All that was left was broth. So we used the available materials to boil the broth in a large pot, adding seasonings, salt, vinegar, chili peppers, and chopped vegetable leaves.

The miraculously fragrant aroma of the cooked soup spreads for ten miles, and then the noodles are boiled, taken out into a bowl, and poured with the cooked soup. This is the predecessor of the rare soup noodles that has been passed down through the ages.

Adding alkali to the dough makes it tough, with strong tendons, as thin as hair and continuous.

Cook it in advance, cool it in water, and scoop it into small pieces the size of an egg.

When eating, pick the noodles into a bowl, add soup and serve.

Thinking of this, Ma Yibo couldn't help but drool;

Mainly because I haven’t eaten it in many years;

In my last life, after having a child, I didn’t go home during the Chinese New Year for four or five years, let alone eat soup noodles;

Sometimes, when Ma Yibo really wanted to eat, he would find a noodle shop selling dumpling wrappers in Yangcheng and have someone sell him some wonton noodles, and then take them home and ask his mother to cook them with seasonings to make a dumpling.

noodle soup;

But this is just an illusion.

No matter the noodles or the taste, there is no way to compare it with my hometown.

"Okay, Aunt Wang, I'll go back and ask my parents first. If they come, I'll call Wei Zi";

After speaking, Ma Yibo did not drive, but walked back directly;

Just now I said that Liu Wei should drive to support the scene. If he drives away now, would that be called a slap in the face?

Anyway, there are still several days before the Chinese New Year. If you need a car, just drive away;

These two days, I’d better stay at home and chat more with my family;

In the future, as Aunt Qin develops, Ma Yibo will have less and less time. Perhaps, he will make money faster, but the time for his family will also decrease accordingly;

There are gains and there are losses.

Ma Yibo, who only took two packs of Huazi and his mobile phone, walked slowly to his home;

Liu Wei's house is not far from Ma Yibo's house. If you walk, you can get there in maybe three minutes, about 200 meters away;

The news that Liu Wei drove back has spread in a small village like Baishui Village;

Ma Aiguo and Dong Mei naturally knew about it, but they did not go over it. Instead, they waited for Ma Yibo's return at their doorstep;

Perhaps, waiting for your son to come home and watching your son walk back step by step is also a different kind of enjoyment.

Sure enough, after a while, I saw Ma Yibo walking back towards home.

Ma Yibo's journey home was not easy. He almost never walked past a door. As long as there was someone at the door, he would come up and say hello.

If there is a man around, he will step forward and hand him a cigarette, and his technique appears to be extremely sophisticated;

If someone doesn’t know the details, they would definitely think that Ma Yibo is a chain smoker and a very measured person in dealing with people.

"I think this boy Yibo is really good, even if he makes smoke, he is a loser";

"I would say that Yibo is a very good person. He is worthy of being a college student. This job will be different immediately";

"Look at Yibo coming back, smiling all the time and greeting everyone. He is a good boy who loves his country."

…

Today, Baishui Village may be surrounded by Liu Wei and Ma Yibo, and everyone can feel the success of these two people;

Cars costing hundreds of thousands have been driven back, and several shops have been opened. How about making a lot of money outside?

The people in Baishui Village are really impressed by the two young men in their village;

When Liu Wei was a child, he was not good at studying, but he was very naughty and mischievous;

Ma Yibo was good at studying when he was a child, but he was a dull man. He didn't expect that when he got a job, he would feel like he was completely reborn.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back";

He skillfully handed a cigarette to his father, and the lighter was already lit;

Ma Aiguo, on the other hand, looked at Dong Mei next to him, and finally mustered up the courage to smoke again;

The cigarettes that my son lit for me tasted different;

I don’t know whether it was Huazi who smoked easily, or Ma Yibo who lit cigarettes for him to make him feel better.

Although Ma Aiguo went to Yangcheng twice, he did not stay for a few days each time. The first time he only stayed for one day, the second time only for two days, and he only stayed to talk to his son;

At that time, Ma Aiguo felt that his son had changed a lot, but he also thought that, after all, he was already the boss, so change would be a good thing, but lack of change would be a big problem;

But today, Ma Aiguo has truly seen Ma Yibo’s sophistication in life;

Perhaps Ma Aiguo thinks that he is not as good as his son in this aspect;

"Could it be that once you start working, things will change so drastically?"

But no matter what, this is his son. The better the son, the happier the father will be;

If there is anyone in the world who wants you to live a better life than him, it is only your parents and no one else.

"It will be good to come back, it will be good to come back";

Dong Mei was not as observant as Ma Aiguo, but she was extremely happy to see her son back;

Unlike Ma Aiguo, who had visited Yangcheng twice, Dong Mei had not seen her son for half a year;

Are you happy to come back today?

"Let's go home first."

Baishui Village is located in Qianzhou and belongs to Xianyang. The construction style has been passed down since the Qin Dynasty. As the years have changed, outside designs have been introduced;

The house construction in Baishui Village also has its own unique shape, with two buildings at the front and back, with a yard and kitchen in the middle;
To be continued...