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Chapter 35 A Call from a Faraway Friend

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    "Ren Tao, share a room with your father and me tonight." My mother said at this time after washing her feet and preparing to go to the bathroom.

    "Oh, okay, I'll go to the toilet first" After finishing speaking, I walked to the toilet.

    Today, not only did I have the banquet I dreamed of, but I also climbed the mountain with my cousin and saw the jumping fish in the mountain.  The point is that having your parents around you all day is really different.

    "Son, come here, tell mom about your recent happy events," my mother said as soon as she walked into the bedroom.

    The layout of the parents' room is roughly the same as that of grandma's, with a bed and two cabinets. The difference is that these furniture are painted with bright red paint, which looks festive. These are the mother's dowry.

    Sitting on the edge of the bed with my mother, we set up homework.  Dad pulled a stool and sat by the cabinet, holding his favorite martial arts novel in his hand.

    In the cabinet in front of the bed, there are some daily necessities on the countertop, and the middle part is decorated with glass, and there are many small items.  There are 2 large drawers at the bottom, which contain various martial arts novels by Jin Yong and Gu Long.  These are Dad's favorites.

    Since childhood, my dad has always liked to read martial arts novels.

    When he was in elementary school, he was still a three-good student in the class, and he always maintained a good grade in the top three in the class.

    After entering junior high school, I became obsessed with reading martial arts novels.  The family went to bed early at night, so he hid under the covers and read novels with a flashlight.  As a result, before graduating from junior high school, he became highly myopic.

    Of course, reading novels did not directly affect his grades, but instead broadened my dad's horizons.  Language scores have risen sharply.  I am often praised by the teacher for writing well and vividly portraying characters.

    Because of this, grandparents were also praised during the parent-teacher meeting.  I thought that my father would become the only college student in the village and become the pride of the whole family.  I never thought that when I was in high school, I played around with people from neighboring villages, fishing for fish and catching shrimp, and finally failed to enter the university.

    But Dad's love for martial arts has continued until now and has not diminished at all.  As long as he is free time, he will hold his favorite books, read them all the time along the street, in the toilet, in the kitchen.

    Dad's temperament is relatively slow, a bit similar to the feeling of being wise and foolish, and generally he will not express his opinions and opinions.  But the big things are decided up and down very simply and decisively.

    Mom is a vigorous and resolute character.  When encountering problems or dealing with things, I like to make a quick decision, no matter right or wrong, I will do it first.  It just so happens that the two people complement each other, and I was born from this. When I encounter anything, I can be counted as wanting to deal with it quickly and think carefully, but I don¡¯t have enough experience, and I need more practice in society.

    "Mom, how long will it take for you to go out?" I first asked the question that I am most concerned about right now.

    "Your dad and I should be going out tomorrow, and we have to take care of business outside."

    "You can play for a few more days, no, I just came back and have to leave"

    "If you play for a few more days, what about your business? Go out early and earn more money so that you can buy big toys for you. After two years, your dad and I will come back and we won't go out anymore," Mom said with a smile.

    Parents are currently doing handmade cement tile business in Peng County (now Pengzhou City).  I don¡¯t know if you have seen this kind of cement tile. It is very big, about 2 meters in length and 80 centimeters in width. Most of them are used in factory buildings.  At that time, there were no iron tiles, and glazed tiles were expensive, and they were not suitable for large-scale use by ordinary families.

    "Then when will you come back next time?" I asked expectantly.

    "Maybe I won't come back until the Chinese New Year. If there is nothing to do in the middle, I won't come back. I will make a lot less money if I go back and forth."  Money is not as important as yourself.

    But after thinking about it, my parents are away from home and earning money to support the family is also to make my life better.

    "Mom, is Peng County a joke?" I asked a question I wanted to ask a long time ago.

    "Peng County, it's okay. There are mountains over there, many, many mountains. In addition, the owner who rented the house to us has two dolls. The younger one is about your age. His name is Yang Er. Before we came back, he was in the  Tell us, tell us to take you out to play with him"

    "Really! Then he didn't come to our house to play with you?"

    "I called him, and he wanted to come too, but his mother wouldn't let him come. He wanted to study, and he was worried about running so far alone." Mom continued, "When we left, he was standing at the door all the time."  , looking at us for a long time.¡±

    "Then you can call Yang Er over to play next time." The anticipation of new friends instantly made the upcoming parting much less bitter.

    "When you are on vacation, I will take you??Go and play, then you can play with him," Mom continued.

    "Really? I'm really looking forward to the holiday soon." As soon as I heard that my mother was going to take me out to play, my little heart really wanted to go to a distant place right away.

    "Apart from mountains, what else does Peng County have?" I am now full of curiosity about Peng County, and I wish I could learn more about it.

    "Peng County is actually not far from our hometown, and we can get there in half a day." At this time, Dad put down the book in his hand and took the conversation.

    Dad has been to many places, Beijing, Tianjin, Nanjing, Jiangsu He has unique insights into local routes and is also very professional.

    "The most famous local dishes are Juntun Guokui and Jiuchi Banya"

    "??????" I don't understand at all, what is Juntun Guokui, Banya knows it, it should be related to ducks, but what the hell is Jiuchi?  A three-meter-long duck?

    Before the questions in my head were resolved, my father solved them for me.  "Juntun Guokui is a local snack. It is made of gray noodles mixed with minced meat. It is crispy on the outside and delicious. I will take you to eat it next time." After a pause, Dad continued: "  Nine-foot salted duck is not as long as nine feet, but named after the place. There is a Jiuchi town in Pengxian County. The salted duck in the town is very delicious, so it is named Jiuchi salted duck.¡±

    After listening to my father's explanation, my longing for Peng County has increased a little bit, and I wish I could go on vacation now, so that I can go to Peng County with my parents, meet friends from far away, and eat far away  gourmet food.

    "There are many mountains in Peng County. Some of these mountains are relatively famous, such as Jiufeng Mountain, Wulong Mountain, and Danjing Mountain. They are all very famous and have unique scenery. Many people from other provinces come here to play."

    "The place we live is far away from the scenic spot, but it's still relatively close to the street, and we can usually go shopping." Mom said as she walked to the closet, took out the wallet from the hanging bag.

    "Mom will give you 10 yuan, and I will buy some snacks." I took the money my mother gave me, which indicated that the chat was coming to an end, and it was time to go to bed. Tomorrow, it should be a good day!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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