Xia Chongping is more courageous than heaven.

In such a thick snowy weather, he actually drove the tractor back staggeringly. When the car got on the dam of the fish pond, it was sometimes left and sometimes right, and each time it was only one finger away to slide into the water.

Lu Qiuju was so nervous that her heart stopped even her beating.

Xia Qing also clenched her fists tightly. As long as her father was careless, she would definitely try her best to save her father.

When the tractor was on the threshing ground, Xia Chongping was already sweating profusely. When he got off the tractor, Lu Qiuju immediately rushed up and asked angrily, "Will you wait for two days before driving back?"

"I'll wait for two days, and I won't wait for a long time." Xia Chongping drove the tractor over. Not only did his face turn red, but his fingers were almost frozen. "This tractor will be ours in the future."

After all, it is only 3,000 yuan. It is very convenient to harvest fields and mow grains in the future. It can’t be pulled much with a cart, and it’s difficult to walk on the dirt road, so it’s very difficult to go uphill and downhill.

Xia Chongping felt that taking this risk was worth it, and he couldn't understand what was so great about having a nightmare that Xia Tongping didn't even want the tractor.

The food was set up on the table, and Lu Qiuju made a crucian carp hot pot, using an old-fashioned iron stove with three legs, hollow in the middle, a bit like an ancient wine bottle, and firewood was burned. An iron pot was set up on it, which made people drool and steam. The aroma spreads, making people drool.

Xia Chongping didn't care about drooling. He put his hands on the stove and roasted the fire, "Hey, it's better to be warmer at home, it's so cold outside."

"Her milk insists on forcing you to death!" Lu Qiuju said angrily, turned around and went to the kitchen. The platter of cured flavor was still steaming in the pot, and a strong fragrance floated out of the kitchen.

Huo Jiuting sniffed, and he was all greedy.

Originally, it was almost six o'clock, but Huo Jiuting still decided to leave after dinner here.

Xiuqing was promised a cat, and she was so happy that she jumped and invited the old Taoist priest.

Xia Chongping took a bottle of wine from the cabinet and smiled and said, "Master, let's have a drink?"

"Drink a drink!" the old Taoist priest asked Huo Jiuting, "Do you drink?"

"Senior brother is not an adult, how can you drink?" Xia Qing replied with a word and gave the old Taoist priest a blank look, "Master, you will be a teacher for life and a father for a day. You should strictly discipline your senior brother!"

"Okay, okay, you both are right, okay? If he doesn't drink, I can drink two more drinks." The old Taoist priest was invited by Xia Chongping to the north to sit in Xiaqiao Village, which is the honorary position.

Xia Chongping sat in the west, showing a vertical angle with the old Taoist priest. He first poured a glass of wine for the old Taoist priest and filled it with him. He said to Huo Jiuting, who was sitting opposite him, "Qing'er is right. You are still a student child. Even if you are an adult, scholars should not drink. Please ask Qing'er to serve you a bowl of rice and have a good meal!"

Huo Jiuting was a little amused and cried. He touched his nose and nodded.

Xia Qing brought two big bowls of rice, one bowl for Huo Jiuting and one bowl for his younger brother and sister. The vermilion bird stopped on Jincheng's shoulder. Jincheng put the rice bowl on the table, and the vermilion jumped on his left hand, stepped on it, and pecked the rice into the bowl to eat.

It smelled the scent of the wine, looked at Xia Chongping's wine cup, thought about the difficulty of drinking, and it was a bit difficult to achieve, so it ate.

The old Taoist priest was attracted by the bird and stared at it. The ruddy bird was a little annoyed by being stared, and turned his head and glared at him.

What are you looking at? Have you never seen a beautiful bird?

"Hey, Brother Chongping, when did you raise such a spiritual creature at home?" The old Taoist priest pointed at the vermilion bird with chopsticks. If he had clicked a cat or a dog, it would have been forgotten. I guess the cat and dog wouldn't know that they were clicking them, and it would have been impolite or rude.

But, it shouldn't be the one who is pointing a monster.

Zhuniao fanned the old Taoist priest's chopsticks with one wing. Before the attack could be hit, Huo Jiuting coughed lightly. Zhuniao forced himself to stop the attack, but failed to stand firm, and fell into Jincheng's job.

Jincheng was thrown into a look of rice grains. The four or five-year-old child didn't know how dirty he was, but was amused by Zhu Niao's stupidity and cuteness. "Sister, look at Xiaohong, you're so stupid!"

Zhuniao then understood it. It turned out that its name was "Xiaohong". This Zhuniao has lived for more than a hundred years and has been in a good time. Although it has not completely kept up with the trend of the times, it also knows that "Xiaohong" is a name that I don't know how vulgar it is.

In her memory, the maids of those ladies and ladies called this name.

Zhuniao suddenly became angry, and came out of the rice bowl, flapped his wings, flew to the threshold, facing outside, staring at the spiritual mist outside in a daze.

Xia Chongping and Lu Qiuju also saw something was wrong. The couple looked at each other and Lu Qiuju asked, "Jincheng, where did you get this bird?"

"Why did you fly into the yard? Brother Xiaojiu helped me catch it." Jincheng said in a daze.

Even if it is a spirit bird, it is still a flat-haired beast. How can I eat it if I fall into my bowl?

Lu Qiuju helped Jincheng change a bowl of rice, and she took the rice to feed the chickens.

When the old Taoist priest saw Lu Qiuju's movements, he thought of something and slapped the chopsticks on the table, "Chongping, don't blame me for not drinking with you. I still have important things to do. I'll drink this wine later."

No man is good at drinking, and Xia Chongping is especially good. The reason why he didn't drink before was because he couldn't afford to drink. Don't buy alcohol? Don't drink two side dishes? Not to mention anything else, a plate of peanuts is not cheap.

Xia Chongping always said that when he was a child, there was a senior in the village who liked to drink alcohol and did not serve wine. He could drink half a pound of wine. He put the soybean rice in his mouth and sucked it, took it out, took a sip, sucked it again, and took another sip, and repeated it over and over again. After the last sip of wine, he ate the soybean rice.

Now that the family is in good condition, the old Taoist priest is here again. The visitor is a guest, so he has a drink with him, so it is natural for him to have two drinks with him.

"How can this work? I'm halfway through the drink. I have to finish this cup. Besides, if there is anything, I have to cook it without even eating it?"

The old Taoist priest likes to drink, but wine is more important than life?

He didn't care about etiquette and took a bite of the rice in his mouth. It was indeed different from the rice he usually ate. It contained abundant spiritual energy, and he suddenly understood why this bird suddenly became enlightened.

"Brother, you are such a blessing in your previous life..."

Maybe even your chicken can ascend to heaven!

The old Taoist priest suddenly thought that he was not as good as a chicken's fate, so he couldn't help but feel sad. He said nothing and stopped eating. He walked towards the backyard with his hands behind his back. He wanted to hurry up and practice, and even a bird walked in front of him.

The bird didn't know that it had taken such a big blame. It was depressed. When he saw someone coming in outside, he screamed in displeasure. The man was startled and did not dare to approach. He stood by the fish pond and bowed politely, "Young Master Nine, it's time to go on the road!"

If Huo Jiuting had not heard of it, he stopped Xia Chongping, "Uncle, my master has something to do, don't worry, you eat yours."
Chapter completed!