Chapter 579 I am a blind husband 5
The Zhang family’s New Year’s Eve dinner is grand, and the Zhang family’s Guangguantuanmen is the main force in the work.
Making dumplings, rolling out dough, chopping stuffing, cleaning, cutting vegetables, washing, the tasks are the same for both male and female bachelors.
Others who have families, wives and children, and husbands can stop working and go out and have fun.
Zhang family bachelors group: . . . .
Even those of the Rui generation have to be honest.
Making dumplings, sweeping the floor and standing guard.
Hum hum.
Xiao Yuanyuan watched her uncle making dumplings and thought he was so amazing, but she knew he definitely didn't know how to make dumplings.
He'll be a charming young man like his dad.
The Zhang family has a pretty good reputation.
His father is also very handsome.
My uncle is like a celestial being, he must be very handsome.
Xiao Yuanyuan is a little narcissistic, thanks to Hei Xiazi for his teachings and actions.
He also wants to be as powerful as his mother and have everyone listen to him.
It's true for Hei Xia Zi. In the past, I never dared to dream of getting along harmoniously with such a large group of Zhang family members.
When he saw a group like this before, he just wanted to run.
The Zhang family’s previous bad reputation is no joke.
Now he can eat meals made with dumplings made by the Zhang family, and that feeling is like a bird flying in the sky.
Haha happy.
It’s all because he married well.
His wife is the eldest in the Zhang family, so his status is the same as the eldest.
Watching my calf-high son weaving in and out of the crowd, chattering with a group of little Zhangs, he didn't look as reserved as usual.
So it’s really nice to celebrate the New Year, right?
As the clan leader and mascot, Zhang Qilin opened the show by saying a few auspicious words.
Everyone eats and drinks, and some tribesmen even go there to perform.
Hei Xia Zi went on stage drunk and started dancing Mongolian dance and singing Mongolian tune.
The atmosphere at the scene became more and more heated, and Xiao Zhang and Xiao Yuanyuan even went up to perform Zhang family boxing.
The Zhang family members stationed in Fujian, Guangzhou, went up to perform dragon and lion dances.
When Zhang Shiliu saw the Zhang family from Guangxi going up to perform, his eyes froze. Thinking back to the initial report, the Guangxi dialect almost burned out Zhang Shiliu's CPU.
Zhang Shiliu, who speaks so many dialects, feels like an alien.
So, she asked them to straighten their tongues before speaking.
Otherwise, she would hit someone.
I don't understand.
He has such a handsome face, but he can't stand the Guangxi dialect.
But fortunately, that group of Zhang family members sang Guangxi folk songs, not the Guangxi dialect.
Zhang Qilin glanced at Sixteen, then looked at the stage, drinking his wine, no problem.
Xiao Yuanyuan also wanted to drink, but after her uncle took a small sip, she refused to drink any more because she didn’t like it.
"Uncle, it doesn't taste good."
"Well, uncle drinks, but Yuanyuan doesn't."
Xiao Yuanyuan looked at her uncle.
"What uncle likes must be delicious. It's Yuanyuan who doesn't know how to drink it. Wait until Yuanyuan grows up and drinks it with uncle."
"it is good."
Zhang Qilin touched his head, and Xiao Yuanyuan went to play with Xiao Tu Dou.
The nicknames of Xiao Zhang and others are a bit funny. Some are called Little Lajiao and Little Fried Rice.
As expected, many members of the Zhang family don’t know how to name their children. The older ones choose more stable names than their younger generations.
Zhang Shiliu clinked glasses with the clan leader. The clan leader seemed to have made no progress, but it didn't matter. Nothing serious would happen with her around.
At least the clan leader is happy, and being silly is good too.
Zhang Qilin, whose head was snoring, tilted his head and looked at Sixteen, asking what happened.
No big deal, just keep eating your teriyaki chicken.
Zhang Qilin continued to eat his little tender chicken quietly.
The Zhang family loves to eat chicken, and it is not just the clan leader's thing. There are also many chicken stewed with mushrooms and fish stewed in an iron pot are also very popular.
There are spicy chicken nuggets, but not many people eat it because it is too spicy. However, people who like spicy food like it very much.
They are not afraid of spicy food.
Zhang Qilin secretly ate one, his face turned red, and he came back pretending nothing had happened.
After those who had eaten their fill, the bachelor groups of men and women took over the shift from the men on guard.
They still have to clean up the venue later.
If setting off firecrackers wasn't too conspicuous, the Zhang family would really want to do it.
It doesn’t matter, the world will be fine in a dozen years.
But you can set off firecrackers. There are so many mountains between us, so as long as they don't go up to the sky, it's fine.
When Zhang Qilin returned to the yard, he took out a domino and heard from the blind man that it was a gift from Sixteen that he had taken out his father's finger and polished it for him.
Zhang Fulin: . . .
No one speaks up for me?
No one cares about my life or death, right?
Bai Ma, I miss you.
Zhang Qilin made a decision.
He wanted to take his mother home and bury her together with his father.
Sixteen asked him to bring a few more people, and Hei Xia Zi as well, to go with him, so that he wouldn't feel bored. Three family members and two outsiders were enough.
In the early spring after the New Year, Zhang Qilin took the blind man and his tribesmen to pick up his mother.
The snow mountain is still the same snow mountain, but the person is no longer the same person.
7 dumplings are coming.
Sixteen was still busy dealing with clan affairs, while little Yuanyuan was in her mother's arms, learning from her.
Mom is the best and he is the best too.
Watching the secret letters being passed out, Xiao Yuanyuan felt like she was going in circles.
Deren Monastery Lama Temple.
The old lama always felt that he must have been poisoned, or had eaten too many poisonous mushrooms from the back mountain.
He actually saw so many members of the Zhang family.
The Zhang family came again to pick Tibetan sea flowers.
They came to deal with the problem of Khampa.
The three people from the family went to deal with the problem, and by the way asked the Kangba people whether they wanted to return to the Zhang family.
This way, Zhang Shiliu won't keep an eye on them, and let her keep an eye on the Kangba people.
Hei Xia Zi was collecting good things from Tibet, including food, drinks, toys and clothes, while Zhang Qilin was quietly accompanying his mother.
Looking at Bai Ma, Zhang Qilin thought of Sixteen. Sixteen hugged Yuanyuan again, intimately and doting on her.
If my mother were here, she would do the same.
"Mom, I miss you."
"Mom, I'm back home."
Zhang Qilin leaned his head on Bai Ma's hand.
He placed the broken finger on his chest, which had been polished into a round shape, in Bai Ma's hand.
"He's here too. The boy who picked the Tibetan Sea Flowers is here to take you home."
Zhang Qilin stayed there quietly for three days.
The affairs of the Kangba tribe have also been dealt with, and they are about to return to the Zhang family.
The Zhang family has a special way of keeping corpses from decaying.
Zhang Qilin can do it.
Qiongqi had arranged everything, and Heixiazi even greeted Baima.
Zhang Qilin: Very polite.
The journey back was very quiet, and everyone was eager to go home.
Zhang Haike is still delivering supplies to the country and can't come back for the New Year.
It doesn’t matter, Zhang Haixing is back.
Zhang Shiliu: . . . .
Can’t the Zhang family’s daughter be normal?
She had a headache. These people were less reliable than blind people.
The blind man knew she was busy and would not cause trouble. Zhang Haixing, aren't you afraid of being beaten for harassing your tribe members like this?
Zhang Haixing: Brother, I like this.
Zhang Haike: Change another one, this one has a wife.
Zhang Haixing: Then I’ll get married too.