"Eating?"

The captain came in happily, and without seeing it, he leaned next to Mrs. Song, took the pancakes that had just been spread, squatted at the table, and skillfully rolled the green onion dipping sauce.

"The captain sat down and ate. ”

Song Yu let go of his small bench and went into the stove room to take out another one.

Wang Xinfeng and they are gone, and these are the last things that are missing at home.

Song Miao also took the bowl and chopsticks out and filled the captain with a bowl of soup.

Song Jianshe boldly ate cakes and drank soup, his face was full of red light, and he turned his head and praised Mrs. Song first:

"Auntie's pancake stall is a must, I haven't eaten this bite for some days. Auntie, send two to my father to satisfy his cravings?"

Mrs. Song skillfully poured batter on the slate, scraped and pushed the wooden board, and spread it into a round and thin sheet, which was baked by the hot slate in an instant, emitting a faint white gas and exuding a faint wheat fragrance.

"Okay, you eat first, I'm still burning. ”

"I'm going to deliver the milk, I'm almost ready. ”

Song Xin picked up the bowl and dried up the remaining soup, wiped his mouth, and went into the stove room to get the bowls and baskets, and served the cakes and vegetables and sauce.

"I'll go, brother, you must not have eaten enough. ”

Song Miao understood the amount of her second brother's meal, and whispered while helping to clean up.

"You haven't finished eating yet, I'll eat it again when I come back. ”

Song Xinle smiled, very distressed about the girl.

The brother at the table paid attention to the movement here, gobbled up the remaining cakes into his mouth, chewed and chewed them, raised his head and dried the soup in the bowl and sent it down, burped, and said loudly:

"I'll go, I'm so full. ”

Song Xin and Song Miao looked at her and then at the table, and the younger brother gestured with three fingers and signaled that he had eaten three pancakes.

Song Miao smiled, didn't fight anymore, handed her the basket she had packed, and told her to walk slowly on the road, she couldn't do strenuous exercise after eating, and she was easy to get angry.

The younger brother agreed, and strode out with the basket.

Song Jianshe looked at it from beginning to end, and said to Song Yu beside him: The whole book

"It's different for my brother. ”

This girl has now cut off her young head, her whole face is exposed, she doesn't speak, she speaks in a rough voice, her sleeves are rolled up, revealing her tanned forearms, and she looks like a tomboy.

If this is not an acquaintance, I really dare not admit it.

Compared with the big girl who always kept her head down and avoided people and spoke softly, it was like a different person.

Song Yu glanced at the back of this sister who quickly disappeared outside the courtyard, a smile appeared in her eyes, and she did not shy away from answering:

"Maybe I figured it out and felt at home at home, and my spirit was naturally different. ”

Song Jianshe laughed.

What did you figure out? Why didn't you feel comfortable at home before? Isn't this all obvious?

This Song Yu is still so interesting to speak.

"Is there something wrong with the captain?"

Song Yu thought that he was looking for himself, so he also hurried to eat, ready to take on the task at any time.

Presumably who is going to use the tractor?

Song Yu really guessed correctly, but only half of it.

Song Jianshe took two bites, half of the burrito was gone, and Gu Du drank half a bowl of soup to send it away, and then poured out his efforts and said:

"It's a good thing, a good thing. ”

Everyone looked at it attentively, Song Ci took the opportunity to feed her another mouthful of milk, and picked up the hand towel around her neck and wiped her sweat.

Mrs. Song cooperated and bent down to accept the service of her little granddaughter, and took another sip of the soup brought by her eldest granddaughter, and her sweaty old face smiled into flowers.

Song Miao also ate almost enough, and wanted to come to exchange for her milk stall pancakes, but Mrs. Song didn't agree.

All the family went to work, and she was an old woman at home with children, and she couldn't be tired of cooking some food.

Over there, Song Jianshe didn't sell it, and said happily:

"This time, we made a water detector, and the boss was very satisfied. I took the opportunity to apply for a pump to be transferred to water the water, and the commune approved it!"