Chapter 283 Giving is love, not giving is duty

The drill stove room on a hot day is definitely not a good experience.

Song Ci chose pancakes for lunch, in addition to this is her milk's specialty, but also because when spreading pancakes, she uses not a big iron pot in the stove room, but a stone slab in the corner of the yard.

Rural people will order simple mason skills, and when the weather is hot, they will build a stove in the yard, cook with a pot or boil water on a stove, which is cooler.

The cauldron in the stove room is connected to the chimney, and the flue passes under the kang to facilitate heating.

But who wants to sleep on a hot kang in the summer?

Except for the big smoke, there is nothing wrong.

Song Ci lit the fire for the milk, fried the meat scraps in the stove, and was so aroused by the fragrance that his mouth watered.

"Delicious!"

Song Ci ate with a greasy mouth, and his little face was hot and red and slightly sweaty, like a big apple, and he was cute when he looked at it.

Mrs. Song couldn't help but feed her another bite, and then neatly prepared the dishes for stir-fry.

"Taste it. ”

Mrs. Song took a piece of crispy meat scrap and fed it to her, and Song Ci ate it in one bite, chewing it all over the place, and kept nodding her little head.

The meat scraps are bought and the fat meat is returned, and the oil is refined in the pot and kept for cooking, and the remaining meat scraps can be used as vegetables to eat.

The remaining half of the ham sausage, asked Mrs. Song to cut it into cubes, boiled a green onion ham and egg soup, and ate dry and thin, not to mention how smooth the stomach was.

Here I sighed and snorted to eat, and Mrs. Song over there continued to spread pancakes, which were even more delicious!

Song Ci ate slowly, took a burrito and took a small bite, and did not forget to feed the grandmother who cooked from time to time.

When Daddy Song came back from work, he had already made a bunch of crispy pancakes, rolled with green onion meat residues, dipped in sauce, and took a bite to eat, spraying fragrant.

Li Shengnan is not used to this rough way of eating, so he cut a whole large pancake, rolled it with shredded green onions and meat residues, as well as blanched bean sprouts and shredded potatoes, and then smeared with sauce to roll it, which tasted delicate and delicious.

She also specially rolled a sausage with shredded ham and intestines for Song Ci, which tasted even more beautiful!

Unlike before, she didn't even owe a place to sit, leaning over and squeezing with her sisters, and the place was all given to Song Hui, the little fat man, who would fight when she stretched out her chopsticks.

It's like now, sitting spacious, you can eat whatever you want, just like everyone else in the family, you won't be robbed by Song Hui, and you won't be scolded by Wang Xinfeng with chopsticks.

Wang Xinfeng If only he had left earlier!

On the side, Song Miao worriedly fed her a mouthful of soup from time to time and wiped her mouth.

The family was harmonious, as if the black smoke and miasma that had permeated before had all dissipated completely.

The younger brother still didn't speak, but the meal was much cooler than before, and he also learned from the eldest sister, first rolled a baked cake for the eldest brother and the second brother and served a bowl of soup, and then she ate with peace of mind.

She picked up the soup bowl again, took two big sips, sighed pleasantly, and then took a bite of the pancake, like a man who stood up to the sky!

The soup is so delicious, and the ham is so fresh.

If Wang Xinfeng and Song Hui are here, they must say some strange things again, rushing to eat ham, right?

The younger brother is full of confidence, because she is now working with a strong force.

The lord and uncle all saw it, and told her to eat more, don't be tired.

Brother Lai took a big bite of the pancake, and there was enough meat residue in it, this pancake was more fragrant and enjoyable than eating fried meat slices!

She also doesn't look down on the good things of Song porcelain.

It is people's ability to get it, it is love to give her food, it is duty not to give it, and greed has no good end.

The soup bowl that was almost empty in front of him was taken away, and it was soon filled back again, and there was half a bowl of egg flower ham in it.

No man is content!

She's not like them.

She eats with her ability, works as hard as she can, takes out a piece of genuine and considerate care for her family, and has the asset management to eat well.

That's it!

That's what life is called.

That's what a family is.

"Eat slowly. ”

Song Xin first added soup to his sister, then served himself a bowl, sat down and continued to eat with a sigh.

The younger brother looked at the clear soup in the second brother's bowl that could quickly illuminate the child, and then looked at the full bowl in front of him, his nose was sour, but there was a smile in his eyes.

It's just that she is sick and rushes to the doctor, which is better than being sold by Wang Xinfeng and ruining her life.

But now she knows that women don't have to count on men.

That person is so easy to hook, can she not know that his character is unreliable?

She really thought wrong before, thinking that the most important thing for the girl's family was to find a good mother-in-law, so that she would have a good life in the rest of her life.

She saw that the object of recruiting her brother was so stumbling, for fear that she would also be sold by Wang Xinfeng's ruthless mother, so she was anxious to find a way out, and she thought of a fork in her mind for a while, and hit the idea on Wang Hongsheng, the educated youth.

It is important to find a good mother-in-law, but a good mother-in-law's waist is straighter!

Wang Xinfeng didn't run earlier.