Traveling through 1942 with space

Chapter 173 Friends

"Heiwa, is it true? You are not kidding your mother." Wang Maimiao showed a look of surprise on her face.

"It's more real than real gold, how can I fool you? Second sister is doing well in Fan's family, definitely much better off than Erda and the others, I will definitely find her back." Hou Xiaoge nodded with a smile.

"That's great! I'll wait at the intersection these days so that I can see Erni when she comes back." Wang Maimiao's hands were shaking with excitement.

"Oh! There's no need for that. The caravan from the Yanhuang Alliance may not necessarily go through the east gate. They may also return to their base first." Hou Xiaoge quickly advised.

It's not a pleasant feeling to wait for someone at the intersection in the middle of winter. And I certainly can't let myself go alone to wait for someone, it's not safe, so I'd better just stay at home and work!

"Mom, don't worry about it. Just stay at home and make pancakes and braised meat. If you go out, who will do the work?" Seeing that his cheap mother wanted to speak again, Hou Xiaoge blocked her words.

"You little bastard, you treat me like an animal. I'm going to take a break recently and you can make the braised meat." Wang Maimiao smiled and gave her son a cold look.

"Okay, okay, Laba Festival is almost here, you go to the market! Buy some ingredients for Laba porridge, and I'll braise the meat." Women sometimes have to talk, and Hou Xiaoge quickly gave in.

After the Gregorian New Year, the New Year is coming soon. In a blink of an eye, it is already the sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, and the day after tomorrow is Laba Festival.

There is a folk saying that after Laba Festival it is the New Year. The refugees may have a hard time, but Hou Xiaoge's family will celebrate Laba Festival.

Women have always liked shopping, so when Hou Xiaoge mentioned visiting Laba Market, the eyes of the women in the family, big and small, lit up.

"Oh! Look how busy we are today. The day after tomorrow is Laba Festival and I haven't even noticed it.

It seems that we won’t be able to have Laba garlic this year. I will buy some food for Laba porridge tomorrow. Let’s have some Laba porridge!

Her uncle, second aunt and Cuiping, you are busy setting up the stall during the day, so don't worry about them. I will buy more tomorrow so that we can have fun together on Laba Festival," Wang Maimiao said to them with a smile.

Originally, a few people wanted to decline, but after hearing Wang Maimiao say that it would be fun to eat together, they couldn't refuse anymore.

Although Wang Maimiao said that, she still couldn't bear to let her son get up in the morning to cook the braised meat.

"Heiwa, your sister and I are going to the market. Remember to stew the meat after dinner."

After breakfast, Wang Maimiao packed up and went to the market early, but he did not forget to ask Hou Xiaoge to braise the meat for the afternoon.

"Got it!" Hou Xiaoge shouted while holding the dining table.

Hou Xiaoge is the only one left at home now, as the other little ones have also gone to the market.

We have been in Chang'an for several months. Except for Hou Xiaoge and my uncle and a few others, no women or children have entered the city. Usually, they just hang out at the stalls near the train station.

Last night, Wang Maimiao, her daughter and several nieces had agreed to go to the market outside Yuxiang Gate, but Hou Xiaoge directly suggested that everyone go into the city to see what there was to see outside the city.

Since ancient times, people outside the city have naturally yearned for the city. After hearing Hou Xiaoge's description of how good the city was, several people were moved.

Because of the war, a large part of the industrial, commercial, cultural and other industries in the occupied areas of the country were transferred to Chang'an.

Therefore, in 1943, Chang'an was very prosperous, no worse than the coastal areas. After all, it was the secondary capital!

Daobei, the railway station, there is a circle outside the city, but there is another class inside the city.

At that time, Changan already had buses, trams, and even taxis, but the prices were not cheap, often costing a few cents, and ordinary people could not afford them.

So today, Wang Maimiao's mother and others took Hou Huanying's donkey cart into the city. Fortunately, Hou Huanying was familiar with the road now, and he took everyone directly to the nearest Xicang market.

Xicang Market has a long history, a wide variety of goods and is bustling with activity, which naturally attracts many people to linger.

The woman forgot about time while she was strolling around, and her uncle had not returned yet when he was about to bring the braised pork at noon.

Hou Xiaoge naturally didn't care. It didn't matter if he wasn't there. He didn't have to go to the space to steal food. He just braised a big rooster and a big pig's head at home.

"Heiwa, are you at home?" When Hou Xiaoge was eating and drinking happily in the cave, several voices came from outside.

When we came out of the cave, we saw that it was Yangwa and a few other childhood friends who were lying on the crack of the door, looking inside like thieves.

"Hey! Where did you come from, little thief? What are you looking at outside the door? Why don't you come in?" Hou Xiaoge shouted at them with a smile.

"Heiwa, is your mother at home? If she is, we wouldn't come in." Yangwa asked in a low voice.

"No, I'm alone at home now." Hou Xiaoge said with a smile.

"No, you're alone. That's great." Several people rushed in.

"How come you guys have time to come to see me today? Why didn't you go out to play or collect firewood?" Hou Xiaoge asked with a smile.

"I'm too tired these days. I'll take a good rest today." replied the sheep boy.

Hou Xiaoge nodded. The villagers now could not collect firewood nearby, but had to go to the ravines or forests twenty or thirty miles away to collect firewood.

Every time we collected firewood, dozens of adults in the village would organize us, and they would set out before dawn with their little kids, and would not return until dark. It was really hard work.

"Heiwa, your broth smells so good, please give me some." Yangwa said politely and familiarly.

"I knew you were no good as a thief. No wonder you are so afraid of my mother. Let's go! You are lucky today. There will be delicious food." Hou Xiaoge smiled and waved his hand, leading six friends into the cave.

"Let's eat something delicious!"

"Speak softly, or the villagers will hear you and tell my mother about it." Hou Xiaoge scolded with a smile.

"Your cave is so warm!"

"Wow!"

"Heiwa, you are a rich landlord!"

"So much pig heads and chicken."

After a group of little kids entered the cave, they were amazed at how warm Hou Xiaoge's cave was. But when they saw the braised meat on the kang table, they all started drooling.

But they were still quite reserved and didn't rush to eat as soon as the food was served.

"Yangwa, help lift the table down and sit down to eat." Hou Xiaoge climbed onto the kang and shouted.

"It's so nice to eat while sitting on the kang. It's warm." The sheep boy reached into the quilt and touched his face, feeling comfortable.

"Bullshit! You haven't washed your feet for months, and your feet are covered in black mud. Last time you came, I had to wash the quilt cover. You still want to sit on the warm kang today? Get out of here now." Hou Xiaoge started cursing.

"hey-hey!"

A few little kids heard it, looked at the tattered cotton shoes, and scratched the soles of the shoes with their toes filled with mud embarrassedly.

After they moved the table away, Hou Xiaoge filled two basins with water for them to wash their dirty hands.

"Began to eat!"

Following Hou Xiaoge's order, a group of little radishes grabbed the part they had been aiming at.

"good to eat!"

“It smells so good!”

"Ouch! I bit my tongue."

"You deserve it. Who told you to eat so fast?"

Looking at the little kids wolfing down their food, Hou Xiaoge smiled like a godfather.

After entering this age, Hou Xiaoge has seldom contact with his friends because he is mentally an adult. However, he occasionally chats with these childhood friends or treats them to food when he is at home.

Children are simple-minded, they just want to eat and drink, and they don't have any bad intentions. So Hou Xiaoge feels that only when he plays with these little guys, he can feel calm and integrated into this era.