& Yang Ling did not refuse, took the wooden pestle and stood in front of the stone mortar to take a deep breath, and then carried the pestle like a fly, only to see a stick shadow on the stone mortar, and the sound of "dong dong dong" continued in the ear, less than five minutes, I saw that the glutinous rice full of stone mortar had turned into snow-white dough at this time, and the jaws of the people in the courtyard were about to fall. ∷，

"It's done~!" Yang Ling said with a smile that he put down the wooden pestle and put down his heart.

"Second brother, did you take the strong pill just now?" The corners of Yang Xu's eyes twitched, and he was a little unfavorable when he spoke.

Yang Ling laughed proudly a few times and then pretended to be mysterious and said, "Third child, don't you know, I have been practicing internal kung fu with the Taoist priest of Huashan Yuntai Temple recently. ”

Yang Xu rolled his eyes in surprise and said, "Brother, have you read too many novels?

"Hehe, really, let me see where your cover door is?" Yang Lingyin smiled and raised his leg and kicked Yang Xu's crotch, Yang Xu screamed in fright and ran away, and the two of them immediately chased each other in the yard, making the yard full of chickens and dogs.

At this time, the others reacted, the third aunt and the old mother went to the stone mortar to dig out the rice cake powder, the grandparents stood in the yard and watched the two grandchildren play, the third uncle carried a bag of dried fruits and poured it into the dustpan, and the girl in the red down jacket stood there and didn't know what to do.

The two of them fought and stopped, Yang Ling winked at Yang Xu and said, "What's the matter?

Yang Xu suddenly blushed like a monkey's buttocks, and pointed at the girl with a twist and said, "Her name is Feng Xin, and she is a new colleague from the unit, and we have just started talking!" Then he called Feng Xin over to introduce the two of them to each other.

Yang Ling suddenly admired it, he could take it home for the New Year just now, this ability is not something that ordinary people can have, Yang Xu is only one year younger than him, and now that his girlfriends have been brought home, it is estimated that his mother must have countless thoughts in her heart!

Third Aunt, The fourth aunt and the mother are busy making rice cakes, only Yang Ling and the three young people have nothing to do, after chatting a few words, Yang Xu didn't know where to turn out a pair of badminton rackets, the three of them began to play, not long after a while, there was a faint sweetness wafting out of the yard, it seems that the rice cakes have been steamed, as the fragrance is getting stronger and stronger, Yang Ling feels that he has become impetuous, and several times he has made mistakes in catching the ball, and Yang Xu screamed and smashed, and finally Yang Ling couldn't help it, threw the racket away, and went into the kitchen。

The firewood in the stove was blazing, the water in the big iron pot was boiling and gurgling, the steam rushed out of the tall wooden steamer, the whole room was filled with white mist, the thick sweet fragrance mixed with the smell of glutinous rice, Yang Ling felt that his whole stomach was not good.

Mom looked at Yang Ling, who was standing next to the steamer scratching his ears and cheeks, and couldn't help but smile and poke his head with her finger, "You, why are you still the same as when you were a child, you can't move your legs when you see food, and you see that Zhang Peng has brought his girlfriend back, you also hurry up to find one for your mother, why are you still like a child who doesn't grow up, you are three years old when you are so old like Dad"

"Oh~!I haven't seen the uncle and the fourth uncle yet, I'll go and visit the door first!"

Listening to his mother start to babble and recite the mantra again, Yang Ling's head suddenly became big, and he couldn't care about the sweet rice cakes and ran away from the door, and only then did he run out of the yard and look back with palpitations, and there was indeed no mother behind him who was catching up with a broom, so he breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the fourth uncle's house.

The whole village is not big, just in a mountain depression, the radius is only a few hundred acres of land, scattered with more than a dozen families, because Zhang has grown up here since he was a child, there has been basically no change over the years, Yang Ling can almost reach any party he wants to go even with his eyes closed.

Bypassing a small bamboo forest, a tall apricot tree, at this time the branches and leaves withered, standing under the apricot tree looking at the thick knotted branches, and some traces of knife carving on it, it's a pity! Yang Ling looked at the thorns that had already grown around him and shook his head, he was lonely, even this old apricot was lonely, I don't know how many years no children came to play with it, and now children only like to watch cartoons and play games, compared with their childhood, they have lost too much of the atmosphere of being close to nature.

Yang Ling stroked the trunk of the tree and couldn't help but feel a little sense, more than 20 years have passed in a blink of an eye, time has passed, things are not people, the tree is still the same tree, but it has become taller, but the person is no longer the same person, those naughty tricksters who once climbed up and down around it, now they are full of vicissitudes of life, just like its cracked bark, time takes away happiness, endows maturity and heaviness.

Passing under the apricot tree, a stone path is crooked forward, there is a well, the stone well is potholed, several bluestone slabs around the well have been broken, the withered yellow weeds stand in the stone crevices and shiver in the cold wind, the well is very deep, Yang Ling remembers that when he fetches water, he uses a very thick brown rope to tie the wooden barrel, and then throws it into the well, and when the bucket falls to the surface of the water, with a clever mention, the wooden barrel will be turned over and filled with water with its mouth facing down, and then the person who draws the water "sighs" Lifting a bucket full of water, this not only requires strength but also technology, many people throw the bucket down and fiddle for a long time, and the barrel is dead or alive and refuses not to turn over.

Now this well, it is estimated that no one has been here for a long time, and if it were not for winter, this stone path would definitely be covered by lush weeds.

Bypassing the well, a few dozen meters further is Zhang Wubo's home, and sure enough, he saw Zhang Peng standing at the door and playing with a young girl, probably his girlfriend as his mother said. Yang Ling picked up a pebble mischievously and flicked it lightly with his fingers, hitting Zhang Peng on the back of the head with a "snap".

"Oops~!Who ****** Xiao Lingzi, it's you, wahahaha, look at the move~"

Zhang Peng suddenly screamed in pain, turned around and was about to scold, but saw Yang Ling standing not far away with a sinister face, and suddenly pounced on him with a strange scream, Yang Ling swung his legs and pierced a horse step posture, hooked his finger to him and said: "Hehe, I haven't seen you for a few years, let my brother see how far you practiced Jiuyang Divine Skill back then!"

"Haha~!Okay, I want Brother Peng to punch the Nanshan Nursing Home and kick the Beihai Kindergarten, when the rivers and lakes are turning over the rivers and lakes, you are still wearing open crotch pants and digging out the bird's nest!"

Guo Peng pounced, Yang Ling was not polite, the two of them twisted their arms together and grabbed each other's shoulders, their heads were on their heads, their mouths and noses were panting, their legs were pushing forward, and their mouths were still making hey-hey-haha.