The door was opened by Feng Qingyan, who had a doll-like face that looked quite pleasing. He grinned and immediately spotted the dish in Gu Weimins hand. He rubbed his hands together excitedly, "Brother Gu is here... with him comes better food!"

  Gu Weiqiang took a glance outside the door. On a snowy day like this, no one would come to the foot of the mountain. He stood at the entrance and shook his body, shaking off the snowflakes on his cotton-padded jacket. "Come on, lets go in and have a couple of drinks to warm up," he said with a smile. Gu Weiqiang actually had nowhere to go. His wife had left him, and he couldnt show any discomfort at home. The elderly people were watching, the children were looking up to him, and he was the pillar of the four houses in the Gu family. He could only swallow his bitterness.

  After some thought, he still owed Old Feng a favor, and they werent gossipers either. So he came to this thatched cottage.

  Inside the house, with the kang heated up, it was warm and cozy.

  After entering the house, Gu Wei Qiang took off his cotton-padded jacket and put it on a chair. He looked at the two people huddled together on the kang, where a bamboo birdcage sat on the warming table, with Lang Yong Ling teasing the birds in high spirits.

  As for Feng Xian, he took the book and read it with great interest. If Gu Wei didnt misjudge, this was a book that he had picked up while running long distances. Unexpectedly, Doctor Feng wasnt disdainful of it and took a liking to it.

  "Old Master Lang, Old Feng, come on, have a drink and warm up." Gu Wei strongly made himself at home, taking off his shoes and sitting down on the heated kang with his legs crossed. Only after he sat down did he realize that the kang was not burning well and was only lukewarm. He continued, "Whats going on, is there not enough firewood?"

  Old Feng put down the book on the kang, raised his eyelids and said, "Enough, your eldest daughter sent us a bundle of firewood last month. Be frugal and use it sparingly, it can be used until after the New Year." It was mentioned that Gu Anan would send firewood to these people, and she had no relation with Gu Wei Qiang. Gu Anan started going up the mountain to chop firewood when she was over ten years old. Once, she fell from the mountain and hurt her ankle. It was Feng Xian who helped set her bone. Gu Anan was also grateful for this kindness. Every time she went up the mountain to chop firewood for her family, she would bring a bundle to their home, which was enough for three big men to use for a long time.

  There are three big men living here, Lang Yongling has been rich and noble for a lifetime, let alone cooking, he hasnt even lit a fire. Feng Xian is almost the same, he has spent his whole life studying medicine, only not distinguishing between grains. ...cop The doll-faced Feng Qingyan can chop wood, but as a pampered young master who came to the countryside in the past decade or so, he had to work hard to learn, however, if its really about getting things done, hes actually not as fast as An An. Although An An doesnt like to talk, she has a quick temper, every time she takes Feng Qingyan to chop wood, looking at him being slow and relaxed, she herself gets anxious.

  They simply fought together and let Feng Qingyan carry it back by himself.

  Hearing that his own daughter was mentioned by these people, Gu Weiqiang felt uncomfortable and asked, "My daughter chops firewood for you? Why havent I heard you mention it before?"

  Lang Yongling took over, "How dare I say it, what if I dont get to chop firewood after saying it? Were relying on Anan!", He heard the joke in his words clearly, but still felt uncomfortable. His daughter, Gu Weis wife, he didnt even let her serve him a bowl of rice, how did she become a partner in chopping firewood here? He waved his hand, "From now on, go to the mountain yourself to chop firewood, dont make my daughter do it."

  Feng Xian poured the peanuts into a coarse ceramic plate, filling it to the brim. He picked one up and tossed it into his mouth. "So now youre feeling heartache? You didnt seem to care before, letting them treat you differently. Now that your beloved daughter has run off with her mother-in-law, only this stubborn foolish girl is left."

  Gu Weimin smiled wryly, knowing that Old Man Feng was a bit too venomous with his words. "Alright, lets not mention past matters. From now on, dont order my daughter around like this again."

  Changing the subject, he poured a cup of Erguotou for Old Master Lang and also one for Feng Xian. "For your help last time, my old friend is here to thank you." As he spoke, he clinked his cup against Feng Qingyangs. "And Qingyang, if theres anything in the future, just let me know, Ill definitely help if I can."

  Feng Qingyan had a doll-like face, looking exceptionally lovely. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Then I wont be polite, I mentioned that scalpel before, Brother Gu, when you have time, help me gather it."

  Gu Wei-qiang stood up, picked up the quilted jacket that was placed on the kang, and from the interlayer of the jacket, he pulled out a piece of cowhide about 20 cm long and 10 cm wide, with many small pockets on it. Each pocket had a shiny surgical knife inserted in it.

  The cowhide was spread out, with twelve surgical knives neatly arranged on it. Seeing this, even Feng Xian, who was only drinking wine beside him, was stunned.

  He sprang up from the kang with a start.

  Hugging the cowhide cloth in her arms, she laughed and cried at the same time, a bit silly.

  As for Feng Qingyan beside him, he suppressed his excitement and jumped off the kang, facing Gu Weisheng with a respectful bow of three bows. "Thank you, Brother Gu." The two words "thank you" were too light, not enough to express their intentions. This surgical knife was what his father Feng Xian used to eat with back then, relying on this set of tools to save many people. Only during the house search did this tool get lost. Who would have thought that after so many years, it could still be seen? To Father Feng Xian, this tool was an old partner.

  The two men suddenly did this, Gu Wei felt a bit uncomfortable, and he also stood up. "Dont do that, Old Feng has helped me a lot, Qingyan you are also considered my half-nephew, this gift is not acceptable." Moreover, back then when he was racing cars, he injured his arm, and it was thanks to Feng Xians treatment that he didnt end up with a useless arm. Otherwise, how could he have become the captain of the transport team?

  He didnt know what this scalpel meant to Old Feng and his son, but judging from their expressions now, he knew.

  He opened his mouth honestly, "This thing really didnt waste any effort. I asked the people at the provincial city garbage recycling station to help pay attention. The boss left me several sets, and I just happened to like this set, so I brought it over." Its really a blind cat hitting a dead mouse, and he hit the jackpot.

  Feng Xian carefully put away the set of tools, "Younger brother, great kindness doesnt need to be thanked, Ill take care of it thoroughly." He held up his wine cup and downed it in one gulp.

  Gu Weiqiang scratched his head, feeling embarrassed, "What a coincidence, what a coincidence." As for Gu Weiqiang himself, he was also weird. He was shrewd outside, but once he encountered his own relatives or familiar people, he would easily become foolish. However, after all, he had a good heart.

  Lang Yongling saw Feng Xian found his old partner from those years, and felt a little envious. "I dont know when my old partner will be able to find me." Everything that came out of Langs house was valuable, and had long been divided up.

  Unlike Feng Xians scalpel, no one wants it and takes it back to cut vegetables, all think its unlucky.

  Gu Weiqiang thought for a moment, and was certain that "there will be such a day." He felt most alive when driving outside. From the reinstatement of college entrance exams to trading, he no longer wanted to control things as strictly as before.

  Old Master Lang, "Lend me your auspicious words."

  Gu Weiqiang came out of the thatched cottage, preparing to go home for a while. He walked halfway and turned back, with Anan watching at home, he felt relieved and directly stepped on the knee-deep snowy road, one foot deep and one foot shallow, heading towards the transportation team. He estimated that the stranded car had been repaired, taking advantage of the remaining twenty days before the Spring Festival to make a trip, earn some money, and have a good New Years celebration. Next year, Anan would go to the county town to attend high school, so he needed to prepare more money for emergencies.

  In the house waiting for Gu Weiqiang to return was Gu Dongdong, who waited from daytime till night but still didnt wait for him.

  "Dad, why havent you come back yet."

  Gu Anan couldnt coax this little bean into calming down, so she thought for a moment and then went to lock the door of the west wing from the inside.

  With a flick of his hand, a delicious roasted chicken thigh appeared.

  Xiao Douding immediately rolled up from the kang, his bright eyes staring at the chicken leg, constantly swallowing saliva, "Sister, chicken leg?"

  Gu An nodded and handed the chicken leg in front of Xiaodou Ding, "Eat."

  Xiaodous eyes were full of longing, but his hands didnt slow down, shoving the chicken leg into Gu Anans mouth. "Sister, take a bite first."

  Gu Anan felt a pang of sadness, the little kid in front of her obviously wanted to eat but was holding back and letting his sister go first. Under the kids eager gaze, she took a big bite on purpose and said, "Its really delicious!"

  Gu Dongdong pouted, rushed up and said "Ill try a bite." As he spoke, he also took a big bite, the meat stuffed his mouth so full that it bulged out. While eating, he said "Sister, Ive never had such delicious chicken legs before."

  Gu Anan rubbed Gu Dongdongs forehead and laughed happily, "From now on, when I make money, Ill let you eat chicken legs every day."

  "Eating chicken legs every day? Thats a great life!" The childs words, though innocent and unbridled, made Gu Anan feel even more uncomfortable. In the afternoon, when no one was paying attention, she secretly ate a hamburger.

  Gu Anan secretly decided that from now on, whenever she ate something, she would definitely give a share to Xiao Douding.

  "Right, her small face was tense, a head of curly hair tied up in a ponytail, Winter, our sneaky eating, no one is allowed to say, otherwise the old immortal wont give sister food anymore, and there will be nothing to eat later."

  Seeing her sister so serious, Gu Dongdong also forgot what he was chewing on. He opened his mouth wide and nodded heavily, "No one will say anything."

  It wasnt until later that I reacted, "Wheres Dad? Wheres Grandma?"

  Gu Anan thought for a moment, "Dont mention it." As for her fathers side, it could be considered, but as for her grandmothers side, it couldnt be mentioned now, because Grandma wasnt just the grandma of her and Dongdong, she was the grandma of all the children in the four houses.

  "I wont say."

  The next morning, Gu Anan was woken up by a scream.

  The originally tightly closed door of the western room was knocked open, and Wang Da Ying stood in front of the kang with a pot brush in her hand, her face ferocious, shouting and scolding, "Dead girl, its almost noon, still sleeping, like a pig, no lunch will be made, you dont even take care of the firewood!!!"

  Anan was awakened by a chill, with some snowflakes still on her neck. She shivered unconsciously and then looked for the source of the sound.

  Wang Da Ying looked at An An sleeping warmly on the kang, while she herself was in the kitchen burning fire and washing pots, really couldnt help but feel angry.

  I thought the old lady would take her to the city to deliver vegetables to San Shus house today, but unexpectedly, when it was time to leave, she actually called out Zhao Junyans name and went to the county town.

  She was left at home.

  Not only that, but also serving this group of ancestors, its really a blood curse for eight lifetimes.