Gong Jiamu's grandfather's house was at the foot of the mountain, and he walked into the forest within a few tens of meters behind the house. If Gong Jiamu hadn't emphasized that his family was an ordinary resident, his girlfriends would think that the old man was a mountain guard.
The old man's house is quite big, a self-built two-story building, but it is not a luxurious villa type, or a very simple farmyard. You can go up to the roof of the second floor. The roof is a large and spacious platform. Right now, half of it is filled with corn cobs just harvested this year. The other half is filled with rocking chairs and deck chairs. It seems that it is a place for the old man to bask in the sun.
The old man's dogs came to greet Gong Jiamu before.
The parents of these dogs are all hounds, running dogs, and forest dogs left by their ancestors. Now the old man doesn't go hunting in the mountains very much, so the biggest role of these dogs has become to guard the house.
The dogs are all names that follow their parents.
For example, Lightning is a wolf blue, and its grandfather is a good hunter of wild boars, named Thunder. Its father is also an excellent hunting dog named Jinglei. When it comes to it, it is named after a line of thunder and lightning, so I named it Lightning. Pili is the older sister of its compatriots, and its temper is fiercer than that of lightning, so it was named Pili.
Another example is that Meteor is a thin dog string, and the elders are good at hunting bears. The family's naming habits are comets, meteorites, and stars, and they are called meteors here.
Only Da Heizi, although his parents are also excellent dogs, may come from a family with incompetent names, and the whole family is named according to the characteristics of color and hair. When he got to Daheizi, his whole body was black without a single hair, and because his mother was named Dahei, he could only add another word to call him Daheizi.
Gong Jiamu's favorite is Da Heizi. Its mother, Dahei, was a dog raised by Gong Jiamu since he was a child. Unfortunately, Dahei died when Gong Jiamu was in college, and Gong Jiamu couldn't help but cry. From then on, Da Heizi took over the position of mother and became the white moonlight in Gong Jiamu's heart.
In the countryside, the land is vast and sparsely populated, nothing else is that the house is big enough and bright enough.
Mr. Gong loves dogs like his life. Even the dogs have two rooms in the family, one for sleeping and one for eating and playing.
"Actually, it's also because the Northeast is too cold. No one can survive outside in winter, and the house is warmed by a kang." Gong Jiamu explained to his two girlfriends.
On the first floor lived the old man Gong, Mi You's second uncle Gong Shu and second aunt Ma Guizhen. The dogs also live on the ground floor.
The second floor is reserved for the rooms and guest rooms of Miyagi's family.
Gong Jiamu took Mi You and Xiao Yining to the second floor to choose a room.
"Live with you!"
"We can still chat at night!"
The two girlfriends responded positively.
As soon as he entered Gong Jiamu's room, Xiao Yining saw the familiar yellow and black colors. It was the lynx that I hadn't seen for a long time, lying on the heated kang at the side of the room, purring happily as a feline. Hearing people coming in, he just squinted his eyes and didn't move.
"!" Xiao Yining took a step back subconsciously, and then realized that he continued to walk in, pushing Gong Jiamu while walking: "Your Baojia Xianer is here."
Gong Jiamu's eyes lit up: "Where is where?"
Xiao Yining couldn't directly use his fingers, so he pouted his mouth to signal: "You're on the bed."
Gong Jiamu immediately waved happily in the direction of the kang and said hello: "Hi, king!"
The lynx snored for a while, and then continued to snore as if nothing had happened, without moving a bit.
"Did it talk to me?" Gong Jiamu asked Xiao Yining.
Xiao Yining looked at the lynx on the kang speechlessly.
After hearing Gong Jiamu's words, the lynx couldn't pretend to be asleep anymore, stretched its waist and stood up lazily, nodded towards Xiao Yining, and jumped onto Gong Jiamu's shoulder, with a thick tail He slapped her back twice as a greeting, and went out slowly.
"Uh..." Xiao Yining described what he saw truthfully, and then said, "It went out."
"Is the old fairy also afraid of the cold?" Mi You asked curiously.
Because the kang is obviously the hottest and warmest place in a room.
Knowing that his granddaughter was going to bring friends back, Mr. Gong ordered his son Gong Shu to light up the kang on the second floor early this morning. The whole building is now extremely warm.
Xiao Yining scratched his head: "I shouldn't be afraid, right? After all, I'm not really here."
Gong Jiamu said happily: "Then I guess it's a matter of habit. How can a cat not like a hot kang. Lynx is also a cat family."
After the luggage was put away, several people went downstairs to eat.
In the hall on the first floor is a large round dining table, exactly the same as the one in the restaurant, with a transparent glass turntable on it, enough for a dozen people to sit around.
At this moment, the table is already full of dishes, and my second aunt Ma Guizhen is still bringing new dishes up from the kitchen.
"Good guy, I'm just a good guy." Mi You couldn't help feeling in a low voice: "This is too northeast..."
As a Northeast native who hasn't been in the Northeast for a few days, Mi You rarely sees such a scene. "Why does this table look like one in a restaurant?"
Gong Jiamu replied casually: "This is the restaurant. We have a lot of family members, and the relatives can't sit down when the Chinese New Year comes. My grandfather asked my uncle to let the restaurant in the town buy two of these tables, which are convenient for eating, and one is in the warehouse. If there are a lot of people coming during Chinese New Year, I will take out two and use them together.”
"Sit down, kid, sit down." Ma Guizhen brought out another enamel iron basin from the kitchen, which was full of large pieces of goose meat: "The big goose that was just slaughtered yesterday is going to entertain you today. eat."
"Second Aunt, don't be so busy, our three little girls can't eat much, why do you cook so many dishes?" Gong Jiamu looked at the pots on the left and the plates on the right, and hurriedly stopped the overly enthusiastic relatives.
Ma Guizhen kept running towards the kitchen, and her hearty voice came all the way: "It's okay, I have to give you a taste of all the good dishes. If you can't finish it, let your second uncle eat it. Your second uncle can eat it."
The tall and burly second uncle Gong Shu looked at the dishes on the table, then at his stomach, and didn't dare to speak.
"Second Aunt, don't do it. It's not like staying for a day or two. Don't cook the whole National Day dishes in one day, and eat leftovers for the rest of the day."
"That's not possible! It's specified that you girls can't eat leftovers. Don't worry, your second uncle can eat them!"
Gong Jiamu had no choice but to cast a helpless look at the second uncle.
Materia Medica: …
Gong Shu had no choice but to smile stubbornly, refusing to embarrass herself in front of the friends brought back by her niece for the first time, and stubbornly followed her daughter-in-law's words: "It's okay, eat as much as you can, and I'll take the rest."
Fortunately, Gongshu's second son, Miyagi, who is in college, has also returned from vacation. The young man who has just grown up is at the time when his mouth is strong enough to eat, otherwise Gongshu might really be broken today. Ma Guizhen adhered to the Northeast people's generous and hospitable principle, a total of seven people ate for dinner, cooked ten big dishes, and set up a table full.
The fever is gone, but I can't sleep well. The neighbors have started to decorate early... My head hurts.
(end of this chapter)