Chapter 7: True Fragrance

When the words landed, the two of them were stunned.

Li Shengnan and Song Chunan looked at each other, both stunned and inquiring in their eyes.

Could it be, the truth?

I've never seen anything so good.

After a subtle stillness, the eyes of the two involuntarily fell on the little girl who was not too small.

Song Ci has passed all these years, his patience is very good, he is bound and does not move at all, and he has no intention of struggling at all.

It was only the eager gaze glued to the rabbit and sparrow, and the small mouth that moved the dry swallow from time to time, that slightly revealed her "unruly".

Grunt.

A discordant sound broke the silence.

Song Ci's eyes widened, he was stunned for a second, and then he understood something, and lowered his head strangely to look at his stomach.

She's hungry.

Song Ci covered his shriveled little belly, his face was emotional, his eyes seemed to be a little bright, and his eyes were redirected to the rabbit and sparrow.

"Daddy. ”

She tried to speak, her voice still hoarse from her illness.

"Eat meat. ”

She was succinct about the requirements.

The sonorous tone that I thought was sonorous fell on my parents' ears, but with three points of sickness and seven points of coquettishness.

"Okay! Dad will roast the sparrows, and let's eat meat." ”

Song Chunan readily agreed.

It's a good thing that a girl wants to eat, which means that she is going to get better! If she doesn't eat, how can she have the strength to fight against the disease?

Song Chunan pulled out a few more tough old donkeys and tied the rabbit in the same way.

"The rabbit has to wait until he gets it home, and he will have your milk slaughtered and cooked. ”

Rabbit skin is a good thing, and it can also be sold for eight cents, and you can buy a lot of food.

"Oh, the horn. ”

Song Ci covered his gurgling belly, half regretful and half curious.

Li Shengnan's loving mother had a heart attack, held the child up, reached out and took out a boiled egg from his pocket, and handed it to her husband.

"Leave it for you, share it with the children. ”

Song Ci's eyes lit up!

Boiled eggs!

That's the smell!

It turns out that her cheap mother didn't eat alone!

She loves it!

"You ate a whole in the morning?"

Song Chunan first poured a little water from the kettle to wash his hands, took the egg, knocked it lightly on the stone, carefully peeled the shell, and asked without being salty.

"Uh-huh. ”

Li Shengnan smacked his lips retrospectively, took out a half-old flower handkerchief, and wiped the suspicious water stains on the corners of his daughter's mouth.

"In the past two days, there has been a drought, the insects are hungry and thin, the chickens are not good at eating and the eggs are small, your second sister-in-law secretly used it to make amends to her daughter, and some of them ate well. ”

He urged him again:

"Eat quickly, next time you eat the whole thing, I'll share it with the child." ”

That's fair.

Song Chunan didn't need her to urge, compared to half a day, divided the shelled egg in his hand into two halves of about the same size, intentionally or unintentionally handed the half with more yolk to his daughter, and asked her to take a bite.

And the half of his own, stuffed it into his mouth in one breath earlier, chewed it in three or two times, chewed it, and swallowed it.

Song Ci squinted and chewed on the fragrant boiled egg in her mouth, and Baba stared at the half of the one that her father had given her, for fear that her father would swallow her share in one go.

Fortunately, although Song Chunan ate fiercely, he didn't touch the child's share, but reluctantly picked up the small pile of egg shells on the ground, and carefully gnawed the little egg whites connected to it.

Song Ci took a small bite of half an egg, burped contentedly, drank a mouthful of warm white water from his father, and yawned with satisfaction.

It feels so good to have a full stomach!

Eggs are so delicious!

"Sleep, Mom hugging you. ”

Li Shengnan wiped his daughter's mouth again, folded the handkerchief and put it on, and hugged her to sit in the back seat again.

Song Ci's eyelids were heavy, and he didn't forget to say in a milky voice:

"Next time, it's my turn to eat a whole egg, and you two eat one together, don't forget. ”