Although the whole family thinks that Big Brother Xu Mo is the smartest, Chang Yan catches everyone by surprise many times and provides several good ideas.
Gradually, the brothers began to pay attention to the fifth child, who seemed to be taciturn and had no special skills.
"People like Pang Pangshan look very bad, but one thing in common is that they are just helpless people." Chang Yan lived up to everyone's expectations and said slowly, "Gao Yamen is strong, so he helps Gao Yamen deal with us. In turn, we If we could give him more, he would also be our helper.”
Even Pang Pangshan's show of goodwill this time is Gao Yamen's new plan.
As long as they can bring more benefits to Pang Pangshan, Pang Pangshan will switch sides.
Chang Yan glanced at Jiang Sheng and gave her a rare compliment, "You did a good job delivering candied haws just now."
These little tricks have always been used to win people's hearts.
Jiang Sheng's mouth opened slightly. She didn't think so much just now, it was just a moment of compassion.
"Then what should we do in the future?" Zheng Ruqian asked urgently.
Apparently he took it to heart.
Chang Yan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said only three words, "It's Chinese New Year."
During the Chinese New Year, every household slaughters pigs and chickens, buys new clothes with flowers, and stews fried meatballs with crispy meat.
But the beggars have nothing.
Zheng Ruqian suddenly realized it and began to think about what he could give as a gift.
Chang Yan added at the right time, "Don't give it away unconditionally, so as not to feed greed."
Well, not simple either.
It is necessary to use gifts to win over Pang Pangshan, but the gift should not be too obvious. It is difficult to understand this kind of intrigues, even if you are not often immersed in it.
Xu Mo couldn't help but become curious about the background of his fifth brother.
Return to the ruined temple.
Everyone started to get busy.
You need to cut the radish into shreds and mix it with batter to make croquettes. You need to dip your favorite vegetables into batter and fry them. You also need to cook some porridge as a paste and stick the word "福" on the door.
Although Xu Mo can cook, he doesn't have much kitchen experience after all. The meatballs were fried to pieces and the vegetables were greasy.
Jiang Sheng comforted him, "Brother, I like to eat a lot of oil. Oil and water are so good. I usually can't eat oil and water."
Xu Mo could only smile bitterly.
It has been easy for me to read the books of saints and sages for so many years, but I didn’t expect that one day I would be stumped by this mere cooking.
Fortunately, Zhang Qiquan gave them a large bag of vegetable meatballs and a piece of beef in the afternoon, which solved their dilemma.
The minced meatballs and vegetables are not wasted and can be packaged and sent to Pang Pang Shan.
In order to make things smoother, Zheng Ruqian deliberately knocked down a broken tile from the ruined temple, and then found Pang Pangshan and asked him to help replace the tile with a new one.
Pang Pang Shan agreed wholeheartedly.
He is seventeen or eighteen years old. He is tall and can reach the tiles with a stool, which is effortless.
Looking at the children in the ruined temple, the tallest Xu Mo only reached his chin, Pang Pangshan felt an inexplicable sense of pride and pride.
"Wow, Brother Dashan is so awesome."
This pride and pride reached its peak when Jiang Sheng clapped his hands and cheered at the entrance of the ruined temple.
Pang Pangshan jumped down from the stool, "It's just a trivial matter."
Jiang Sheng took out the meatballs and vegetables with a smile. Some of them were deep-fried and some were whole. "It's Chinese New Year and I don't have much to give to Brother Dashan. I'll give you some vegetable meatballs."
Pang Pangshan was startled.
He is a beggar, but unlike Jiang Sheng, who has been wandering since he was conscious, he was actually adopted by a good family when he was a child. At that time, he had new clothes to wear every Chinese New Year, and he also had croquettes and vegetables to eat.
But later, his adoptive parents died unexpectedly, and he became a wild child no one wanted. He was bullied by his uncles and uncles, and gradually developed a fierce temper.
In order to survive, stealing, looting and looting have long been engraved in my bones.
Jiang Sheng was the first person to take the initiative to give him something.
First it was three candied haws, now it's a pack of vegetable balls.
Pang Pangshan stretched out his frostbitten hand and took it hesitantly.
Jiang Sheng still smiled innocently, playing at the entrance of the ruined temple. Sometimes he would drag Wen Zhiyun or Chang Yan along with him to urge his two brothers, who were as quiet as chickens, to move more.
Xu Mo is cooking, Zheng Ruqian is chopping vegetables, and Fang Heng is practicing kung fu.
This shabby and small temple no longer looks shabby because of the lively people.
Inexplicably, it feels like home.
Pang Pangshan left in a daze.
After Jiang Sheng was sure that he was gone, he stopped laughing and approached Chang Yan, "Fifth brother, can this impress Pang Pangshan and make him switch sides with us?"
Chang Yan had a profound expression on his face and said, "Yes."
The more beggar you are, the more you long for warmth and the more reluctant you are to destroy it.
New Year's Eve.
Jiang Sheng and his brothers gathered around the small stove to watch the New Year's Eve. There was steaming bone soup inside. They wanted to eat meat with meat, eat vegetables, and drink soup.
The beggar Jiang Sheng never dreamed that she would live such a life. She couldn't help but look up at the Buddha several times, for fear that she would wake up and find that everything was in vain.
But until the sound of fireworks exploding sounded, the picture in front of me was still real and clear.
Zheng Ruqian pulled Jiang Sheng up and said with great interest, "I heard that the town's cattle officer spent a huge sum of money to buy a batch of fireworks from Anshui County. Go and have a look. They'll be gone in a while."
Not only them, but all the people in Shilipu Village stood at the door, either admiring or admiring the fireworks, the strange sound, and the gorgeous brilliance that they had never seen before.
"I never thought that the fireworks that we are accustomed to in Fengjing would become a rare beauty in this small town." Chang Yan murmured.
Fang Heng suddenly turned around, "Xiao Wu, what did you say?"
"Nothing." Chang Yan smiled slightly, "Let's watch the fireworks."
Six children, wearing new cotton-padded jackets, stood side by side at the entrance of the ruined temple, looking up to admire it.
Unfortunately, Mr. Niu has limited financial resources, so the fireworks only lasted for a few dozen breaths before disappearing.
Zheng Ruqian smacked his lips, "If I had money, I would definitely let it go for half an hour."
"Let's take a day off, from morning to night." Jiang Sheng clenched his fists.
Xu Mo kindly reminded, "Fireworks are invisible during the day."
Jiang Sheng was dumbfounded.
Zheng Ruqian laughed rudely and loudly, Xu Mo and Fang Heng couldn't help laughing, and even Wen Zhiyun covered his mouth with one hand.
The entire ruined temple burst into laughter.
It's unbearable to destroy.
Pang Pangshan hid behind the big tree for a long time, hesitated for a long time, and finally came out.
"Hey, Brother Dashan." Jiang Sheng greeted him enthusiastically, "Why are you here? Have you eaten? Do you want to have a New Year's Eve dinner together?"
Pang Pangshan couldn't figure out his inner thoughts at this moment. He nodded blankly, "Okay."
Chang Yan in the corner pursed his lips and tugged on Xu Mo's sleeves.
There was still laughter and laughter in the ruined temple, but those who should be wary had already sounded the alarm.
