A large white steamed bun with soft and hot grate, two large plates were sliced, and wild boar with sauce, and a large pot of egg soup with coriander. This is breakfast.

"Come on, Xiao Nie, hurry up and go to the table, let's have dinner..." The old man of the Song family attached great importance to Nie Canglong, and held his hand with a close hand and took him to sit at the table.

"Don't be polite, this is your own family, no matter how men and women are, you can take a seat, take a seat..." Song Dad went to the wine cellar to move old wine, but Song Xin invited everyone to take a seat.

The table at Song Rensheng's house is very large. Everyone sat around the table, which was a little crowded, but they could still sit open and everyone had a lively meal together.

The old man of the Song family was also a playboy at the time. Later, when the prodigal son turned around, he strictly required himself and the people around him. Therefore, the rules were very large. When there were guests, men and women would never be allowed to sit together, but today I would not say anything, because Nie Canglong was a land god. In the past, he was the kind of person who made rules. Although he did not follow the words, what he said could be regarded as a rule.

For example, just like the emperor met a certain grassroots in ancient times, he had been living at the bottom of society, and did not understand the rules of the palace and could not do all kinds of etiquette well. When the emperor watched it, he said: "It's free from rituals... the rules are free...

"Brother Nie, why didn't you help my Xiao Erhei make one when you made a saddle last night?" Yang Xiaozong took a big white steamed bun, bit it in big mouthfuls, and ate it with wild boar meat.

Although the meat of wild boar is a bit rougher than that of pork, Song Ma**’s cooking skills are quite good. The meat is cooked so smoothly and tenderly. With the sauce, the taste is so delicious that it can make people swallow their tongues.

"Aren't you in a hurry to go back?" Nie Canglong also felt that the wild boar tasted quite good. After taking several bites, Qin Xiaojun, who was sitting next to him, almost grabbed it with Bian Lanlan. "I'll send this leather processing machine back to someone later and introduce you to an old cobbler. If you provide the materials, please ask him to make one for you..."

"It's okay..." Yang Xiaozong nodded, "It's just for you to see you. To be honest, although the days we have met are short, they are also considered close friends. I don't know when we will meet again after this separation..."

"Haha, when I reach the state of traveling to the north sea and the evening of Cangwu, we will meet you just if we want to?" Nie Canglong said with a smile.

"Haha..." Yang Xiaozong laughed and picked up the wine glass, "Brother Nie said this, heroic, let's do it..."

"Haha..." Nie Canglong smiled, picked up the wine glass, touched Yang Xiaozong, and then drank it all in one go.

"Looking at you, I remembered that when we were young, we were so bold and arrogant..." The old man of the Song family looked at the energetic young man and couldn't help but think of himself when he was young, with a long sword, traveling all over the country... Of course, the tall and handsome young man also picked flowers all the way.

"The old man is still stronger. It is said that if there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure, the Song family is so prosperous, thanks to the old man who is in charge..." Nie Canglong said with a smile.

"Hahaha..." The old man of the Song family laughed. When he saw a few girls snatching meat slices to eat, he was even more happy and his eyebrows were jumping around. "Old third family, hurry up and cut more meat. Who can eat these two plates??"

"Oh..." Song's mother responded quickly and ran to the kitchen to cut the meat. In fact, she was embarrassed to cut too much at first. After all, she planned to let others take her on the road. If she cut too much, it would be bad for others to have opinions.

In fact, being petty is the nature of people. Less than one or two taels of meat and two taels of vegetables can often make people who have good relationships get into evil. What everyone cares about is not that little thing, but is taken advantage of by others... In fact, in daily life, there are definitely more than two taels of mistaking it alone.

"Mom Song, add more sauce..." Qin Xiaojun said loudly.

"Okay..." Mother Song replied with a smile.

Some people like the sauce she configured, so she naturally feels accomplished.

"If you like to eat, when you leave, bring some sauces and other things. As long as they are well preserved, they can be kept for several months..." The old man of the Song family said with a smile.

"Thank you Grandpa Song..." Qin Xiaojun narrowed her big eyes with a smile.

"Hahaha, you're welcome, you're welcome..." The old man of the Song family laughed heartily.

"Haha, if Xiaojun likes to eat, I will teach you how to make it. The ingredients needed are very ordinary and not difficult to make..." Mother Song walked out of the kitchen with a smile, holding a large plate of meat slices in one hand, and a canned bottle in the other hand, filled with a bottle of sauce.

Zhu'er quickly got up and took the plate and put it on the table.

"Zhu'er is a new wife, so I can't even need you. Please sit down and eat..." The old man of the Song family frowned and said.

"It's the master..." Xiao Zhu'er sat back with a red face.

"Why can't you use Zhu'er?? Don't you say that your new wife should be hardworking?" Qin Xiaojun said with a blink of an eye.

"This is the rule. Within three days after marriage, the new wife doesn't have to do any work. I did this at the beginning. At first, I wanted to help my mother-in-law with work, but she didn't let her say anything. I thought my mother-in-law treats me so well. Who knew later..." Sister Bai explained to Qin Xiaojun, feeling that she was unbearable to look back on the past.

"The customs are different in different places. There is such a custom in your Hebei area. In our Shanxi, there are several customs in Taiyuan alone. The customs of our Song family are similar to those of you. If you look at it, we must start from when the Ming Chengzu immigrated..." The old man of the Song family said with a smile.

Customs and habits are generally passed down by ancestors. Although the environment changes over time, the general direction remains unchanged, because the use of words will make humans record customs and habits in written form...such as county annals... Even if some customs and habits are forgotten by people, it will be almost the same to read books...

"It's so far extended..." Qin Xiaojun said.

"In fact, most people in Hebei migrated from Shanxi. Look at those with six toenails, they are all the bloodlines of our Shanxi people..." said the old man from the Song family.

"You are talking about the large immigrants from Hongdong County, Shanxi Province? I know the old locust tree..." said Taoist Master Yun Zhongzi.

"The people in China are fond of the country, who would like to immigrate? At that time, in order to prevent the people from escaping, the government cut the little toes of the people and cut the little toenails in half as a mark. From then on, the people who immigrated had six toenails..." said the old man from the Song family.

"Canglong, you only have six toenails, right?" Qin Xiaojun gently touched Nie Canglong beside him and said.

"Yeah, it's indeed six toenails. It's so hard to cut the toenails..." Nie Canglong nodded and said.

"Oh, Xiao Nie, I didn't expect that we were still fellow villagers..." The old man of the Song family looked surprised, "Our Song family also has six toenails..."

"Oh, when the fellow villagers see me, they are crying..." Nie Canglong said in a pretentious surprise.

"Our Zheng family also has six toenails..." Zheng Dongfang took a sip of wine and said.

"Haha, so are we. Not only us, but the entire village has six toenails..." Zhang Wenge said with a smile.

"In our family, except for my mother, there are all six toenails..." Zhang Haitong said.

"You are?? So are me. Our ancestors have six toenails for generations..." Bian Lanlan curled her lips, gave Zhang Haitong a blank look, and said.

"So too. When cutting your nails, it's really troublesome. If you cut them hard, you will hurt your flesh..." Sister Bai nodded and said.

"It's over. It turns out you are all fellow villagers?" Yun Zhongzi looked at this and that, looking surprised.

"Brother, are we?" Yang Guiying pushed her brother and asked.

"Although our ancestors were the Jinyiwei of the Ming Dynasty, we also had six toenails on our toes, which means we should also have the bloodline of Hongdong County..." Yang Xiaozong nodded and said.

"Hehe, I have six toenails too..." Yueyue laughed, her big eyes narrowed into crescent moons.

"In fact, the large immigration back then was not just the people of Shanxi who moved to Hebei, but were found all over the country. At that time, Shanxi was rich and did not cause much war. The population was relatively dense and close to Hebei. Therefore, most of the people entered Hebei. Fortunately, it was in the early Ming Dynasty. The criminal law was severe, and it was not a saying that skinned the skin. Otherwise, the people would not only suffer, but also be exploited by soldiers..." The old man of the Song family sighed and said.
Chapter completed!