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The triplets looked downcast at the black truffle in the bowl, but they still frowned and stuffed it into their mouths.

Little Du Qian looked at the poor appearance of the three younger brothers, and couldn't help laughing secretly.

He is different from his younger brothers. He is a person who has suffered a lot. He has eaten leftovers and pig food. How can he be picky?Several younger brothers do not like to eat this truffle.

He actually tastes delicious. The truffle fried by my mother has oil and eggs in it, so how can it be bad?

"Eat it quickly, there is not much in this bowl. After you guys finish eating, go to your grandpa to play. Didn't he say that he will teach you how to make kites this afternoon?"

"Mom, what about you?"

"Let's fly a kite together, okay? The kite made by grandpa is amazing. I want to fly an eagle."

Sanwa blinked her big eyes and looked at Xu Qian.

"If mom doesn't go, mom will go up the mountain with grandma, and you and your brother will find grandpa to play."

After Xu Qian finished her meal in twos and threes, she cleared up the dishes and chopsticks on the table, and took a few children to the old house.

In the old house, Mrs. Zhou, Mrs. Zhou and the others have already had lunch, and Chunmei is still washing the dishes.

"Mom, let's go!"

Xu Qian carried a small bamboo basket, and Mrs. Zhou and Mrs. Zhou each carried a bamboo basket on their backs.

There must not be too many black truffles on the mountain, but they will never return empty-handed when they go up the mountain with bamboo baskets on their backs.

Even if there is nothing else, firewood still needs to be brought back in a bamboo basket. Xu Qian's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law are so down-to-earth.

"The place where the truffles are dug is on that hillside over there. There is no road here. You, the second child, follow me."

Mrs. Zhou led the way, Xu Qian walked in the middle, Mrs. Zhou walked at the end, and the three of them climbed one hillside after another. Finally, it was the place that Mrs. Zhou mentioned.

"Just this one, get down and look for it."

Truffles are all hidden in the soil, and only a small part is exposed outside. You need to lie down on the ground and search carefully.

"Mom, I found it here."

Xu Qian was still looking around here, when she heard Mrs. Zhou said in surprise, she turned her head and saw that there were many black truffles growing in the area under her feet.

"Everyone's eyes are sharp!"

Looking at the pile of truffles, Mrs. Zhou couldn't help but smile, and then she lay down on the ground to look for them.

Xu Qian was the same, looking for it while digging it with a small stick. After digging a few times, she saw a few black bumps. She was overjoyed when she saw this thing.

"Sure enough, there are truffles."

Xu Qian dug a few more times near the place where the black truffle appeared, and sure enough, several more were dug out.

"Mom, there are also here."

"Hey, it's better for you young people to have good eyesight. Old ladies like us don't care if their eyes are blurred."

Although the old lady Zhou was complaining, she couldn't hide the joy on her face.

The three mother-in-law and daughter-in-law nestled on this hillside all afternoon, and they finally dug it up. It wasn't a black truffle.

Xu Qian came back with six catties of black truffle, and Mrs. Zhou had ten catties, saying she wanted to bring some to Zhou Wenhua.

The fourth daughter-in-law, Zheng Ying, is still pregnant, and this will be the time when she needs tonic, and it is just right to send the black truffle.

After Xu Qian returned home, she washed the black truffles she dug up today, cut them into slices, and dried them in the sun.

The dried truffle slices can be used to stew meat, or to make tea with some red dates and goji berries.

"Mom, look quickly, look quickly to see if my kite looks good, it was made for me by grandpa."

In the afternoon when Xu Qian went up the mountain, old man Zhou took his grandson alone, so he made a kite for each of them.

The main materials for making kites are bamboo strips, paper and strings. Having all these things is useless.

Old man Zhou had nothing to do in the afternoon, and he spoiled a few grandchildren, so he made one for each of them.

Not to mention that old man Zhou's craftsmanship is quite good, the little Du Qian is holding a little tiger kite, the eldest baby is holding a butterfly kite, and the second baby is holding a bee kite.

Sanwa is holding an eagle kite in her hand. Although Old Man Zhou has never read a book, he still has some drawing skills. The patterns on this kite are drawn vividly.

"Mom, shall we go fly a kite tomorrow?"

The eldest baby was playing coquettishly by pulling Xu Qian's clothes. In the afternoon, when grandpa made kites for them, it had been a long time since they had gone out to fly them. He wanted to play kite-flying.

"Mom, do you want to play together?"

Sanwa looked at her brother acting like a baby, and also took Xu Qian's hand to act like a baby, her little butt was raised and dangling.

Although Erwa and Little Du Qian didn't speak, their watery little eyes stared straight at Xu Qian, as if they were deeply afraid that Xu Qian would refuse.

"You all played all day today, and you haven't done your homework yet, so if you finish your homework tomorrow morning, mom will take you there in the afternoon."

There is a river ditch in the village, and the downstream of the ditch is a flat dam, which is the most suitable place for kite flying.

"Oye, mom is the best!"

"Mom is awesome."

"Mom is my favorite."

"Yes, I like my mother the most."

After the four little kids got permission, they spat out a burst of rainbow farts at Xu Qian, and all kinds of good words came out one after another.

"Remember, get up early tomorrow morning to do your homework, or Mom won't take you to play in the afternoon."

"Uh-huh."

The four little guys nodded like chickens pecking rice, but their eyes were shining, and they ran back and forth in the house with the kite.

The broom smashed the bench to the ground, which made Xu Qian so angry that she picked up the broom and beat her ass.

But these little fellows are like two skinny faces. They are not afraid of Xu Qian's broom at all. Instead, they grinned and giggled when Xu Qian beat their butts.

This made Xu Qian so angry that her heart ached. When she was sleeping at night, she saw Zhou Wenjun's photo in the room.

She couldn't bear it any longer, she was just a blow to Zhou Wenjun, even the eighth generation of his family's ancestors scolded him.

It's all the fault of this dead man. Zhou Wenjun, a bastard, only cares about life and doesn't care about teaching. Let her be a woman to take care of those little beasts. Can she manage her grandma?

"Zhou Wenjun, you bastard, if I give birth to your baby next time, I will be transformed into a pig!"

Xu Qian was cursing Zhou Wenjun secretly, while Zhou Wenjun was also writing to her on a hillside on the other side.

The location of their road construction this time is in a high-altitude Tibetan area, and the road construction is still very difficult, mainly because almost all of their outsiders have altitude sickness.

But there is no way, even the difficulties must be overcome, and the roads that should be built must be built.

There are no other specialties here, but the Cordyceps harvested from the herdsmen is still good.

When Zhou Wenjun wrote to Xu Qian, he also sent her cheese, saffron and cordyceps from the Tibetan area.

These things didn't look like much, but they cost him a whole month's salary, and all the private money in his hand was used up.

Thinking of the daughter-in-law and children at home, Zhou Wenjun couldn't help but put on a faint smile on his face, wondering what's going on at home?How many children have grown taller?

And did Qianqian miss him? Anyway, she missed her very much, and couldn't sleep all night long.

"Hey, I'm writing to your daughter-in-law again? Do you think this daughter-in-law is really that good? I don't think this woman is the same thing."

With a straw in his mouth, Nie Feng sat casually beside Zhou Wenjun. He also got married this year when he returned home. The woman was introduced by his relatives, and he got married after two meetings.