Later, he added another sentence to express the meaning more clearly: "People have habits, and it's not a good thing to help too much!"

Of course, Song Yiyi knew this truth, quickly sorted out her mood, and said, "Let's go." ”

"I'll leave when I've got my backpack. ”

When Song Yiyi came out of the house again, she had already put on a mask, carried her small backpack, and carried two military kettles in her hands.

Zhuang Moxiang took the two kettles that had been filled with water, and the two of them went out of the yard one after the other and locked the door.

Zhuang Moxiang waited for Song Yiyi to sit down before starting the car.

Song Yiyi looked back at the mouth of her own alley, exhaled lightly and said, "Thanks to us coming out one step earlier, otherwise we happened to run into Grandma Liu." ”

"She, more seriously, must have grabbed us both when she saw two strangers coming out of my house. If you don't think you're a thief, hehe!"

Song Yiyi returned to Shen City, and unconsciously talked a lot more than when she was in the capital.

Because when she first came to this era, she was reunited with her father and mother in this city, and the family of four spent the first Spring Festival here.

Therefore, in Song Yiyi's heart, this is her home, and this city is her hometown.

No matter where she goes in the future, this is the warmest harbor in her heart!

Zhuang Moxiang's car drove very fast, and in more than two hours, he arrived at Guanmen Mountain.

Parking the car at the foot of the mountain, Song Yiyi carried a small backpack, Zhuang Moxiang carried a kettle, and the two went up the mountain with great interest.

This mountain is known as the "Little Yellow Mountain" and has a forest coverage rate of more than 95 percent.

Song Yiyi looked at the green in her eyes, light or heavy, breathing in the fresh and sweet air, and watching the scenery of five steps and one scene and ten steps and one heavy sky without hurrying.

The physical strength of the two people is much better than that of ordinary people, climbing from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain, the breath is not breathing, and the pace is still steady and even.

Along the way, Song Yiyi picked a lot of wild vegetables. These wild vegetables that grow in the natural environment of the deep mountains and valleys do not have any pollution, how could Song Yiyi miss it.

She had two sacks in her backpack, and they were all full when she came down. It was carried by Zhuang Moxiang and put it back in the car when he went down the mountain.

Song Yiyi glanced at her watch, the time was less than twelve o'clock, and she was not hungry, so she took Zhuang Moxiang to Mingcui Valley.

Song Yiyi has been here in her previous life, there are a total of five scenic spots, one is dedicated to enjoying the maple leaves in autumn, and she chose Mingcui Valley among the remaining three.

Just because it shows a more primitive ecological environment here, the spotless air echoes the sound of water, birds, and forest waves.

Walking on the deep forest path, Song Yiyi listened to these heavenly sounds from nature, and there was a kind of magic that purified the soul......

When the two of them returned to the car, it was already more than one o'clock in the afternoon, and the next thing was to go to the small market to drink mutton soup!

Sitting in the mutton soup restaurant, Song Yiyi immediately ordered mutton soup and flower rolls.

The reason why the mutton soup here is delicious is that the cashmere goats produced in the local area for two or three years are first used, and secondly, they need to be slaughtered on the same day so that they are fresh.

The mutton bones are crushed, together with the mutton and offal, and slowly boiled in a large iron pot with firewood for several hours before the finished product can be eaten by humans.

The waiter quickly brought the boiled mutton soup and steamed flower rolls to the table.

Song Yiyi put salt, vinegar, white pepper, and chopped coriander into the mutton soup without any seasoning, and stirred it gently with a spoon, and the aroma was overflowing.

The bright white mutton soup is accompanied by the emerald green of chopped coriander, and the finely chopped meat pieces and haggis in the bowl are glistening with a little oil, scooping and drinking, it is fragrant, delicious and mellow, and then eating a bite of mutton and haggis is delicate and tender.

Song Yiyi took the flower roll and drank two large bowls of mutton soup before putting down the spoon.

Before leaving, she packed a braised lamb face, and Song Yiyi sat in the car on the way back, feeling fragrant.

Along the way, he sighed with Zhuang Moxiang: "I don't have the water of the Taizi River at home, the sheep that grow up with wild plants all over the mountain, and the clay stove cauldron, I really can't make this kind of taste!"

Zhuang Moxiang smiled and admitted: "If you want to drink, come again, it's not too far from home." ”

Song Yiyi shook her head: "If you don't ...... there and don't have a car, I won't be able to come!

Zhuang Moxiang glanced at Song Yiyi, who didn't have any pity, and Song Yiyi immediately bared his teeth at him: "Every place has its delicacies, I can taste it." ”

Song Yiyi, who returned home, had just stewed rice, made garlic bracken, and scrambled eggs with thorny sprouts, and Song Zemin came back.

The braised lamb face was quickly heated, and Zhuang Moxiang helped serve it to the table.

Song Yiyi sat opposite Song Zemin and was a little dissatisfied: "Today, I came back a little late, and I only had time to cook two dishes, so Dad will eat together." ”

Song Zemin likes to eat green vegetables, and he was pleasantly surprised: "Yiyi, this is fresh wild vegetables, where did you go today, you just picked them back?"

Song Yiyi talked about today's itinerary while eating......

After the meal, Song Yiyi took Song Zemin's arm and walked in her yard, and didn't forget to ask: "Dad, is Uncle Wu really going to change jobs?"

Song Zemin patted his daughter's hand gently: "You're worried that he won't be able to adapt to the place, right?"

"He belongs to the type of daring to rush and fight, and now it is an era of peace, and basically no war is going to be fought. His education is not high, and if he wants to be promoted, it is very difficult to have no military merits. ”

Song Zemin glanced at Zhuang Moxiang, who was following his daughter, and did not say clearly: "It's a peaceful era, in case of disarmament in the future, do you think that Xiao Wuzi, who can't go up or down, and is not young, is it likely to be among them!"

Song Yiyi pursed her mouth, how could she forget this stubble.

Song Zemin continued: "If he takes a step now, he will have plenty of time to adapt to his new position and learn new skills, which I think is very good!"

Song Yiyi nodded again and again: "I think it's also very good!"

Although Zhuang Moxiang's face was expressionless, there were small waves in his heart. He knew the development process of the world and the country in the future, so he was surprised!

Yiyi's father is really very wise, and he has a strong ability to analyze things, perceive problems, and solve problems. The only failure was that he was just injured and paralyzed in bed, and he was making a fuss about divorcing Yiyi's mother.

Fortunately, everything was resolved satisfactorily later, and Song Zemin's IQ finally recovered to its original state.

Song Yiyi talked about what she had been thinking about again: "Dad, when you are daylight tomorrow, call your grandfather or grandmother's office and make an appointment for them to come home on the weekend......"

Song Zemin saw that her daughter was worried again, and immediately responded with a smile.