The dead leaves outside the house were flying, and the people in the house were boiling, only to hear a "creak", and the door of the hall opened "Dad!" But it was Uncle Yang and the people in the village who helped early in the morning who were called back by Jun Yi. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

But I didn't expect to enter the house as soon as I entered the house, "stinky boy." Why did you come in so recklessly without washing? Unable to let us eat the dirt on your body?" The old village chief blew his beard and stared at Yang Sanshu with a look of hatred for iron and steel, and started scolding, the scolded Yang Sanshu had a red face, grinning with a big mouth and looking silly, but he was busy pushing the people behind him to go out to wash, the old village chief's fingers were still in mid-air, but there was no longer half a figure in front of him.

"Old village chief, is this the taste you are talking about?" The old village chief was embarrassed at this time, but fortunately, Qian Zerui broke the silence of this room, only to see his eyes wandering, the tip of his nose shrugged slightly, and his face was full of covetousness, the old village chief also reacted at this time, and he didn't care about the embarrassment, he shrugged the tip of his nose without the demeanor of an elder, sniffing the fragrance, and his wise eyes were even brighter at this time, thinking of Qian Zerui's question, he nodded again and again. Yes, that's it, that's the taste of that cake, Jinxiu said this is called cream, what kind of goat's milk is it, who would have thought that such a fishy thing would become such a delicacy in her hands....." The old village chief's face was full of admiration, his eyes were full of impatience, even if he knew that Ma Shan could eat it, but he still couldn't even sit on the chair.

"Oh?goat milk?" asked Bei Jinghong, at this time he sat on the chair leisurely, listening to the old village chief and Qian Zerui's questions and answers, he couldn't help but join in, this was also asked Qian Zerui's heart, the old village chief looked back and saw two pairs of four eyes staring straight at himself, "Cough, what are you staring at the old man? Jinxiu said, it's goat's milk!" The old village chief said categorically, looking at Bei Jinghong with a puzzled face, the old village chief was full of pride, "What's the matter?" If I don't say it, you won't be able to think of it for three or five years. ”

Qian Zerui had never seen it, but he got a lot of information from listening to the two competing against each other.

"Tsk, look at your old look. I don't know, I thought you did it!" Bei Jinghong shook the mountain and river fan, smiling brightly, and his face was full of unruliness.

"Stinky boy, no old or young, beg to beat!" the old village chief choked, his beard was cocked, and the cigarette bag and pot in his hand were about to be thrown.

"Oh, hey, village chief, don't, if it's broken, I'll say it, if this cigarette bag and pot are broken, you will be distressed to death!"

Qian Zerui narrowed a pair of fox eyes, and the corners of his lips were full of smiles, but he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this time, Uncle Yang took a group of villagers to wash up and enter the hall, and smiled at the old village chief, "Hehe." Dad, the bricks and stones are all placed, and there are no stones in the land, tomorrow is a good day, just in time to lay the foundation. ”

"Okay, a few of you have a good mouth, hurry up and find a place to sit down, it is estimated that the food will be served soon!" "The host's family is not there, the old village chief acts as the host and entertains everyone, those villagers are a little scared, some are full of joy, and there is a ragged young man, but he is not twisted at all, he found a place to sit down with an indifferent face, and smiled at the old village chief, "The old village chief said that we have a mouthful, but have you eaten the craftsmanship of the splendid sister?"