Fu Qinqi first accumulated the dough prepared by the small noodle shop for the villagers in advance, and accumulated it horizontally in the middle of the sand on both sides. Maybe it can last for a while, because the dough is not made of other things, but rice. It is equivalent to a huge bait thread being sucked into it, and it is much harder than ordinary noodles.
Afterwards, Fu Qinqi blocked the rolling pin in the middle of the gap between the two sides.
"It must be fine, don't sleep."
In fact, since childhood, Fu Qinqi seemed to be very afraid of sleeping, because his father, Fu Bai, lied about sleeping and never woke up.
Therefore, when the disaster came again, Fu Qinqi not only said to the trembling Jiang Keran last time, but this time, he also told Niu Anshi that perhaps at a certain moment, Fu Qinqi had already regarded Niu Anshi as his father, but He just refused to admit it.
"I didn't sleep. Uncle Niu is not a sleepy person. When your mother was alive, she would always come out in the middle of the night to see if your orphans and widows are sleeping well and whether anyone is bullying you."
"That's why you often quarrel with Aunt Wu."
Fu Qinqi answered him vaguely. It should be the first time that Fu Qinqi took the initiative to talk to Niu Anshi. In the past, Fu Qinqi was always blindly indifferent. When he saw Niu Anshi approaching, his eyes widened, like a cow. The general frightened him so that he would stop visiting the small noodle shop.
Thinking about it now, the man who can't sleep every night may not be thinking about his mother Chen Luolan, but the whole Fu family.
"Aunt Wu? Qin Qi, this is the first time you call her that. Do you forgive her?"
"No, I hold a grudge."
Fu Qinqi tried his best to chat with Niu Anshi, while looking for all the tools that could save Niu Anshi, as if the scene went back to more than 20 years ago, when his father was about to fail, when Fu Qinqi was young, if he knew that Fu Bai would close his eyes After falling asleep, he would not wake up, even if he supported him with his two small palms, he would not let his father fall asleep.
"Qin Qi, how do you make such a big dough? Is it edible? I think your sister can eat it, but you can't use so much."
"Rice balls."
"Yes, in Changshi Town, you are the only one who makes rice balls, so Uncle Niu wants to try it. Your mother makes noodles. You made this in pursuit of upgrading and innovation, but the guests who came here It¡¯s also less, I have never understood what you are planning.¡±
"Rice balls are hard and have a different density than dough. At critical moments, they may save lives."
After Fu Qinqi finished speaking this sentence, Niu Anshi's eye circles became moist, and he turned the red soil that had just dried up into mud again. It seemed that he had really misunderstood Fu Qinqi, thinking that he started the process after Chen Luolan passed away. Don't do business properly.
"Is there anyone in there?"
Fu Qinqi, who was squatting on the ground looking for things, saw firefighters rushing out of the window very quickly. Because the road did not collapse this time, and the government funded the villagers' houses to be reinforced, so this earthquake , simply the current position, and no casualties.
However, it was found out that the epicenter happened to be in the center of the small noodle shop, which is where the Niu'an Stone fell.
"Don't come down, don't come down, my life should have been returned to God a long time ago. Now that I see Fu Bai's two children are self-reliant, I will go to Lord Yan's side with peace of mind and report the news to Fu Bai and Chen Luolan. Gotta have a messenger, don't you?"
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