Long years (53)

The weather is getting hot, and the children's summer vacation is here.

It is common for Qingning to come back with a perfect score in the exam. If she fails to get a perfect score, she will be in trouble. Of course, this is God's love. Her innate conditions are much better than others, and there is nothing to be proud of.

.Both Lin Yutong and Fourth Master thought so, and so did Qingning. Her family never asked her about her grades, and she never thought there was anything to say about it.

But for some children, getting double percentile is different.

For example, Qingyuan students thought it was a big deal to get a double hundred in the exam, "There are only ten double hundred in our class."

But there are only about twenty children in your class, ten of them have double hundred, and you are just one of them. You are considered to be in the middle and upper class. What do you think you can enjoy?

Okay! The child is still young, and his self-esteem needs to be taken into consideration, so he should give priority to praise.

Lin Yutong said: "Oh! My son is really amazing! He has already passed the double hundred test. Tell me what you want, and my mother will buy it for you."

Fourth Master said: "Double hundred, this is the first place. Not bad! Keep working hard! If you want anything, tell your mother."

Qingyuan is more proud of himself, having a double chin in front of his sister.

Qing Ning glared, and he immediately gave up, "Sister! I'll ask Mom for whatever gift you want."

Especially on the road.

"Flatterer!" Qing Ning snorted softly. Seeing that her parents were busy, she pointed her finger at her brother and hissed at him.

Qingyuan poked his head towards the direction upstairs and walked over, "Sister, what do we want to eat?"

This kid! Sure enough, he is thinking about food.

Qingning gulped and said, "Did you want to eat hot pot or barbecue?"

Qingyuan's fat fingers kept digging into the fleshy pit on his chin. It was a difficult choice to make.

Then Lin Yutong heard her son shouting loudly from below: "Mom, my sister wants to eat hot pot, and I want to eat barbecue. How about hot pot..."

Qing Ning wanted to kick this kid out, but he was too evil-minded.

Listen, how aggrieved! My sister wanted to eat hot pot, so he gave in to her and followed her wishes. In this way, my mother must have felt distressed. How can I make my precious son feel aggrieved, right? He has always followed the principle of one bowl.

Shui Duanping's parents would definitely not favor one over the other. On the other hand, he ate everything he wanted, and both his parents and himself had to say good things about him.

This kid looks so cute and cute, and all these tricks are not thought up by his brain. It's as if those things are already growing on his body and can be activated automatically at any time.

Lin Yutong was getting a change of clothes for the Fourth Master. He laughed when he heard this, but still responded loudly, "I'll do it all for you!"

Then Qingyuan winked at his sister, "Sister, do you think I'm smart?"

Qingning curled her lips, "It's all about eating."

Today, eating hot pot on a hot day is not a good idea. There is no air conditioning, just an electric fan. The feeling of eating hot pot around the stove in the summer is definitely indescribable.

But this barbecue tastes more right on this day.

I don’t blame the children for being greedy. There are really too few things to eat outside. There are only a few kinds of snacks, such as melon seed sugar snacks, except for these traditional ones, which are biscuits and small honey cakes. The price of the small cakes

They are not cheap. They are expensive snacks. Then there are canned fruits. There are fewer types of fruits and the storage time is much shorter. Even canned fruits are either oranges, hawthorns, apples, pears, and peaches.

Nothing else.

What about the restaurants outside? For breakfast, there are tofu and fried dough sticks and steamed cakes. There are restaurants selling sesame cakes and deep-fried pancakes on the street. The rest of the restaurants are home-cooked stir-fries, or noodles, all kinds of noodles, and dumplings, which are really the same as those made at home.

There is no difference. The food in most restaurants is not as delicious as the food cooked at home. In the first half of the year, there was a ramen restaurant in the county. It cost one yuan a bowl and it was packed. My two children wanted to go there on the weekend.

It wasn't until Lin Yutong made it at home, boiled beef bone soup, and brought out ramen noodles for them to eat, that she stopped thinking about it.

Hot pot is something that doesn't exist in the local area. It's the Chinese New Year, and I'm entertaining my colleagues at home. After thinking about it, I didn't know what to serve, so I prepared hot pot.

The barbecue started when the weather got hotter this year. Fourth Master entertained several classmates and teachers who came over to help, and with leaders like Guangming coming to accompany him, he set up a rack in the yard and grilled mutton and vegetables by himself.

The two children must have memorized the taste and wanted to eat it. After getting perfect scores in the exam, the reward they wanted was to have a meal.

Then eat it.

It was a rainy day and the weather was cool.

The Fourth Master opened an advertising umbrella in the yard that was specially made for the preliminary promotion of the mineral water factory, and the family ate hot pot underneath.

Yuanyang's hotpot, except for this girl Qingning, all ate the Sanxian hotpot. This girl is not old, but she is very good at spicy food. She usually eats noodles with a layer of red oil and spicy food. The hot pot is so spicy, which is not good for her.

That's enough to say.

My nose and eyes were all red after eating, and I was still shouting that I was enjoying it.

The meat was frozen in the refrigerator and then taken out to be planed. The wood planing tools used by carpenters were brand new and not hard to use. However, the shape of the planed meat rolls was not very nice.

The only thing is that the shaved meat is much thinner than the cut meat, so the elderly and children can eat it in a stir-fry without worrying about indigestion due to undercooking.

While eating, there was a knock on the door, "Is Qingning at home?"

Looking for Qingning.

This voice sounded familiar, "Why does it sound so strict?"

Qingning had already thrown down her chopsticks and ran out. When she opened the door, she heard Qingning ask: "Why are you here?"

Is it really the Yan family’s child that’s here?

Then this is definitely not a child who comes alone, and the adults are designated to follow.

The two of them couldn't sit still anymore, so they stood up and went out. Sure enough, they saw a couple in their thirties standing not far from the door.

One of the two children stood inside the threshold, the other stood outside the threshold, holding hands and talking, indescribably affectionate. A couple stood in the yard and outside the yard, smiling.

Lin Yutong took the initiative to say hello, "You must be a strict parent. You see, I have lived in a courtyard in the provincial capital for several years and I am familiar with the children. This is the first time I have seen you two. Come in and sit down."

The other party said a few polite words and came in with the children.

Strictly speaking, you are not polite. When you see something delicious, it is served directly to the table. It is particularly embarrassing to call a couple.

Lin Yutong took a stool, added bowls, chopsticks and vegetables, "Let's eat together, we're not outsiders."

The strict mother took a look at the family and the yard. To be honest, this was not like the country people her mother-in-law said. She lived in the country, but her life was more refined than 90% of the city people.

"My name is Shi Ke, and my lover's name is Jian." Strict's mother helped Lin Yutong get things, "I'm being presumptuous this time. It's really my child who is making trouble to find Qing Ning. He is also Qing Ning Qing Ning at home.

He kept talking about it all day long. His father and I were going to the grassroots this time, and we didn’t plan to bring him with us. But, you heard that it was from this county, and he insisted on coming. Even his grandparents couldn’t stop him."

At the grassroots level?

That means you should work in government agencies.

Lin Yutong was chatting with her wordlessly, and the Fourth Master and Yan Yan were already talking to each other, "...I guess you are the head of the Yan Department..."

Nowadays, County W lacks a minister of the United Front Work Department. It has not been appointed yet, and they say that one will be sent by air.

And this person with a family came to perform his duties, and he came from the capital. It basically didn't need to be guessed. He came from the yamen of a large government agency, and when he came down to the grassroots level, he was considered to be gold-plated.

For a person's resume to be complete, there must be a grassroots process.

Since the Tang Dynasty, there has been a rule called "Do not include prefectures and counties, do not plan for Taiwan provinces." This roughly means that if you have not experienced at the grassroots level, you are not qualified to serve in the central government.

Therefore, there are only two general ways for this official to go.

One has no background and works his way up from the bottom step by step. The other starts from a high level, then comes out of the yamen and goes to the grassroots level. The next level has to be either a principal or deputy department, but also a deputy department.

What Yan Yan is taking now is undoubtedly the second path.

Speaking of which, they are all in the same circle. When we are together, we have common topics.

Shi Ke and Lin Yutong sat next to each other, ignoring the topics between the two men and only talked about their respective situations.

"I used to work in a hospital, and I still work in the hospital now." Shi Ke said with a smile: "But I am a doctor of traditional Chinese medicine, so I am relatively free. I also have time to take care of them."

Lin Yutong also expressed his goodwill: "There is no comparison between the county town and the capital city. There are many things that are really difficult to buy. If you have any trouble, just come to me. I will handle it for you. After all, you are a local snake, and you are more familiar with it."

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What the adults said was surprisingly good.

Especially when the couple of the Yan family found out that the whole family could speak authentic Beijing movies, they felt even closer. The hot pot tasted so familiar in their mouths.

After a meal, both of us felt good.

On the other hand, the little fat man was strict. He was happy when he came, but he was very unhappy when he left.

Lin Yutong teased: "What's going on? Is Qingning bullying you again?"

"No!" Strictly lowered his head and said angrily, "I have been in the third grade since the beginning of school, but Qingning has been in the fifth grade since the beginning of school. She will be ready to go to junior high school by this time next year, right? Auntie!"

It turns out to be this!

"It's okay!" Lin Yutong touched the child's head: "She is waiting for you in middle school."

The adults all laughed and sent them out. They could still hear the stern words to their son: "Promise! Can't you make up for your lessons at home during the holidays?"

The two families are not far apart now, and their respective houses are all in this area.

"Will you be with Strictly after school from now on?" Lin Yutong came back and cleared the table while asking his daughter who was about to step forward to help.

"Same as before, he came over and called me." Qingning's lips kept curling up. It was a happy thing for her to meet her little friend. After all, in the county town, this child actually didn't have many playmates. She could still be at peace with Qingping when she returned to her hometown.

Yan'er and the others play, but in the county town, her classmates are all older than her, and they don't like to play with a little kid.
To be continued...