Chapter 67: Breaking through the Helan Mountains

Meng Helan spoke in an easy-going manner. Su Xiaoliu didn't feel too scared. He walked forward, folded the leaves into a triangular funnel shape and said,

"There's not much difference in appearance between us in the south, it's just in taste. The top will be a little saltier, and the filling in the middle will be salted egg yolk, dried bamboo shoots or pork."

Meng Helan looked at it and got busy, "It sounds delicious, let me try it."

Baili Xi Shaoyan said, but he also refused. He took some leaves and rolled them up on the table. Unexpectedly, he wrapped them very well and it was perfect.

After Su Mingjue saw his finished product, he couldn't help but admire: "Your rice dumplings are so pretty!"

Baili Xi smiled calmly and said, "It's actually very simple."

Su Mingjue looked at the rice dumplings in his hands. I want to make a great fusion, a super Big Mac with unbeatable salty and sweet flavors, but at this moment, the filling is missing.

When the east side bulged, he pressed it, and the west side bulged again. After finally smoothing out the bulging parts around it, the Ruo leaves exploded from the middle and splashed around.

Meng Helan burst out laughing when he saw this: "I didn't expect that your skills in making rice dumplings are very poor."

Baili Xi pursed his lips slightly, but did not laugh out loud. He walked aside and pointed out: "Brother Su is too greedy. If you put everything in it, it won't be able to hold so much."

Su Mingjue pouted and said, "I just want to have a great harmony. Who knew this leaf would be so hard to put in?"

After Baili Xi looked at it carefully, he put it in. Su Mingjue removed half of the seasoning in his hand, took some from each side, then wrapped another one and put it in Su Mingjue's hand: "That's it."

Su Mingjue sighed at his skillful hands, and then wrapped it up again. .

After six people made the rice dumplings all morning, they finally finished making them. Su Mingjue looked at the pile of neatly stacked rice dumplings. Only his crooked shape was particularly eye-catching. He pursed his lips and complained:

"What's the use of looking good?" The key depends on the taste. I put so many real ingredients in it, it must be very delicious."

Su Xiaoliu knew that his young master was trying to save face for himself, so he immediately cooperated: "Of course, my young master makes the best food. It's delicious."

Su Mingjue was very impressed by this, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "That's right, I'll give you the Big Mac."

Su Xiaoliu looked at the super Big Mac in front of him, and the rope was all knotted. It was not tied properly, and there were gaps. It looked messy. He had a troubled expression on his face: "Master, I have a small appetite, can you change it?"

Su Mingjue heard this and pretended to be angry: "Okay, Xiao Liu, who just He said everything I cooked is delicious, but now he dislikes it."

Su Xiaoliu said with aggrieved expression: "I just said it so politely, but I didn't expect you to take it seriously."

Su Mingjue: "... .."

Several people present laughed out loud when they heard the master and servant talking.

Su Mingjue suggested: "Forget it, if you don't want to eat, I won't eat. I'll eat it myself. Let's play cards after eating."

Meng He asked in surprise: "What are cards?"

Su Mingjue introduced: "Actually, it's very simple. Each of us has a few. Cards..."

...

this game lasted until the evening.

When Meng Helan returned to Meng Mansion, the night had fallen, it was already a summer night, the evening breeze was slightly dry, and the sounds of frogs and insects could be heard in the silence.

Meng Helan saw the already dark Meng Mansion, stood on tiptoes and passed through the small door, all the way to his orchid courtyard. As soon as he opened the door, the lights around it were lit up.

Before Meng Helan could lift his feet to go in, a sharp old voice came from behind him.

"Stop! You don't know how to go home. I thought you weren't even planning to come back today."

Meng Helan retracted her steps when she heard the voice, turned around and said with a flattering look on her face: "What are you saying, grandma? Here is Sun My grandson will definitely come back to my son's home."

The old woman leaned on a cane and scolded in a spirited voice: "You still have this home in your eyes, do you know what day it is?"

Meng Helan pursed her lips and said: "My grandson knows, it's the Dragon Boat Festival."

The old woman still said sternly: "Since you know the Dragon Boat Festival, why don't you come back in the daytime?"

Meng Helan lowered his head and said solemnly: "The Dragon Boat Festival is when the whole family is reunited. No one comes back, they are all women, how can we live it? "Dragon Boat Festival."

The old woman leaned on her cane and said angrily: "Okay! Okay! Okay! I didn't know you had such a big resentment towards them for not coming back! Such an unfaithful and unfilial person, Why are you still standing here?"

The old woman was so angry that she directly ordered the servant next to her: "Come here! Drag this traitor to the ancestral hall, kneel down in the ancestral hall for me, and release me when you can reflect on it. "

Mrs. Meng is over seventy years old, and her body is still strong. Although she has white hair, she is energetic. She was born as a general's daughter. At this moment, she became even more angry, making everyone present afraid to take a breath.

Following the order, the two slaves walked up to Meng Helan, one on the left and the other on the right, as if they were escorting him.

Meng Helan rushed forward before they arrived: "Don't bother grandma, my grandson can go by himself."

After saying that, he went to the ancestral hall in the front hall alone, leaving the old lady alone. Stay where you are.

The old lady sighed on the spot, why didn't he understand?

Hearing this, the old lady stepped forward to support Mrs. Meng and said: "Madam, calm down, the young master just didn't understand it for the moment. He will know it when he understands it. "Your good intentions." Mrs. Meng shook her head, "I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the day when he becomes enlightened. He still resents the decision we made for him." 

Meng Helan knelt in front of the neatly arranged memorial tablets with an extremely straight back, staring blankly at the tablets without saying a word. 

When Wen Ru heard the sound, she hurried to the ancestral hall, stopped outside and tried to persuade her: "Brother Lan, you are not young anymore, so why bother with your grandmother?" 

Meng Helan heard the sound and responded Wen Ru without turning around. "Sister-in-law, I'm fine. Grandma taught me that if it's cold at night, you should go back!" 

Wen Ru said anxiously: "Since you know it's cold at night, why do you insist on kneeling here? Where did you go during the day? I sent people to look for you all day long, but couldn't find you." 

Meng Helan was silent for a moment and said, "I just went to a friend's house, and I wanted to experience what ordinary people's Dragon Boat Festival looks like. It shouldn't be like a table like ours. The female family members each put an extra pair of empty bowls and chopsticks in front of the table to show reunion." 

Wen Ru looked slightly stunned when she heard this, and then said after thinking for a moment: "My father, my second uncle, my third uncle, A Zhong and A Qing are all here. You have gone to pledge your allegiance to the country, and the war ahead is tense. As you know, how can you be reunited with ordinary people like that?" 

Meng Helan stared at the license plate in front of him dimly illuminated by candlelight, and said with a face full of reluctance: "How could I not leave my little family behind? Everyone's reasoning, in this case, why can't our family move to Helan Mountain together, leaving us in this cold capital for nothing? In the final analysis, it's not because of the narrow-minded, jealous, and fear..." 

" Helan, shut up! How can you say this casually! Have you forgotten what your father and brother said? As long as the world is peaceful and the people are healthy, sacrificing our Meng family is nothing!"

Meng Helan closed her eyes and said without looking at the tablet: "But sister-in-law, it's been a long time since we saw my father and brother. The last time we saw each other was when you got married three years ago!"

Wen Ru held the handkerchief in her hand. , feeling sad in her heart, she choked and said: "This is their responsibility. Only when we live well can we truly have no worries for them. Have you forgotten your name?"

Meng Helan muttered silently: "Driving a long car." , Break through the gap in Helan Mountain!"

Meng Helan knelt straight, opened his eyes and said, "Sister-in-law, you better go back! I'll stay here for a while."

Wen Ru knew that Meng Helan didn't understand, but was unwilling to do so, so she insisted on doing this today.

She left after a while. Today is the Dragon Boat Festival. He is depressed, so why not? He

has not seen Qingping for three years, and he wonders how he is now.

Under the dim candlelight, Meng Helan's shadow grew slantly. He knelt on the ground for a long time, keeping the same posture. A posture that I have never gotten up from.

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Remember to send me electricity~

Drive a long car and cross the Helan Mountain gap.

-From "Man Jiang Hong"