"You don't know, I nibbled on a few mouthfuls of dry bread, ate two eggs, and chewed a cucumber on the way......"

Song Zemin echoed again and again: "Why do you eat these, don't you prepare some of your favorite food?" said, and glanced at Zhuang Moxiang.

Zhuang Moxiang was a little aggrieved, but he couldn't explain it.

When Song Yiyi put down the chopsticks when she was full and Zhuang Moxiang went to wash the dishes, Song Zemin said: "Yiyi, you, even if you are coquettish in the future, you can't deliberately say this, it will make people think that you are squeamish!"

"We don't eat as much as you on the road, and now in this era, everyone is dealing with a bite on the road, and some people are even hungry. ”

"Therefore, even if you are coquettish with your family in the future, don't say such things in front of outsiders. As long as they hear what you say, they don't consider whether it's true or not, they take it literally. ”

"Fortunately, there are no outsiders here today. ”

Song Yiyi nodded in response immediately.

Zhuang Moxiang, who was brushing the dishes, smiled, Uncle Song didn't treat himself as an outsider, it's good!

Besides, Yiyi is not a squeamish girl at all, and she knows this very well.

When she was eating bread, eggs and cucumbers in the car, she said deliciously: "This way of eating is simple, the taste is not bad, and you can prepare it like this when you go out in a hurry in the future." ”

Yiyi is just coquettish in front of his father, how can he not distinguish the truth from the fake!

Song Yiyi looked at her grandfather and grandmother really didn't live at home: "Dad, you really live at home alone!"

Song Zemin immediately looked at his daughter pitifully: "Yes, even if you are back, otherwise there will be no one to talk to." ”

Song Yiyi smiled: "When will grandpa and grandma come home, I haven't seen them for months, and I miss them." ”

Song Zemin was a little unsure: "I should be able to go home this Sunday." ”

Song Yiyi thought for a while: "It's okay, I'll pick them up when the time comes." ”

said, yawned, and was driven back to the house by Song Zemin, who felt sorry for his daughter, and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, Song Yiyi, who got up early, was refreshed and wanted to buy fried fruits and soy milk, but was stopped by Song Zemin: "I'll go, so as not to meet acquaintances, and you have to explain why you didn't attend classes at school, but went home instead." ”

Song Yiyi watched Song Zemin go out of the yard with a basin and a warm pot, and said to Zhuang Moxiang behind him with some distress: "Can I only stay at home?"

Zhuang Moxiang looked at Yiyi shaking his head, smiled and comforted: "I have a mask here for you to use, wait for me to get it." ”

Zhuang Moxiang walked out of the yard, crossed the small road, and went to his own house.

There is a slight accumulation of dust in the house, which shows that no one has cleaned it since Aunt Song went to the capital for further study.

The house has remained unchanged since it came to his name, except for the installation of a secret door. The secret door was stocked with emergency medicines, masks, a short knife, and a bundle of banknotes.

Zhuang Moxiang quickly opened the mechanism of the secret door, reached out and dragged out a box, and took out a small mask from inside.

After closing the secret door, Zhuang Moxiang walked out of the courtyard and locked the gate, when he heard someone behind him ask, "Young man, are you the one who lives here?"

Zhuang Moxiang locked the door, turned around, and saw an old lady looking at him, so he responded: "Yes." ”

The eldest lady nagged: "I'm your neighbor, it's been half a year, and I haven't seen anyone living in it......"

Zhuang Moxiang had to explain: "Auntie, I work in the field. ”

The old lady nodded, saw the young man leave in a hurry, and muttered: "Young people are in a hurry, this action is fast......"

Zhuang Moxiang quickly returned to Song's house and handed the mask to Song Yiyi.

Song Yiyi happily put away the mask and discussed with him where to go today: "The ones that can go back and forth that day are Benxi Water Cave, Guanmen Mountain, and Qianshan. Water holes......"

Although Song Yiyi feels that it is indeed like the cloud in the poem, "the stalactites have thousands of strange peaks, the light boat and the clear water between the poems and paintings, Zhong Xiu should only have in the fairy world, and there is only one cave in the world", but when she thought of visiting the water cave, she had to take a boat on the dark river where the water flow is inexhaustible all year round and the deepest water is seven meters deep, and she retreated a little afraid of water.

"Let's go to Guanmen Mountain, the mountain is not high, the scenery is good, and the most important thing is to go to the small market to drink mutton soup!"

As he was talking, Song Zemin came back with fried fruits, followed by Battalion Commander Wu carrying a warm pot.

Song Yiyi exclaimed enthusiastically, "Uncle Wu!"

Battalion Commander Wu looked worried, and was lowering his head to check things, when he was interrupted by such a crisp voice, and when he looked up, he smiled: "Yiyi, aren't you going to college in the capital, why did you go home?"

Song Zemin, who was walking in front, replied: "A few days ago, Yiyi was sick and asked for sick leave from the school, so I asked her to go home for a few days to recuperate. ”

Battalion Commander Wu is very practical: "The body is the most important, and it is better to delay the class for a few days than to take care of the body." ”

Song Yiyi smiled: "Uncle Wu is right. ”

Song Zemin beckoned: "Xiao Wuzi, you haven't had breakfast yet, let's sit down and eat together." ”

Battalion Commander Wu and Song Zemin didn't see each other at all, and sat next to him: "I really haven't eaten." ”

The four of them sat down, eating fried fruits and drinking soy milk.

Battalion Commander Wu said directly: "Zemin, you have to go to work in a while, I encountered something and couldn't figure it out, so I will tell you while eating." ”

On May Day, the daughter-in-law of the head of the regiment Xiao did not know how to organize a dinner for the families of cadres above the company level in the family area. ”

"Each family serves three dishes, and the women of each family can bring up to two children. Zhao Yue'e made five meat dishes and bought two cases of soda, which was very good. ”

"Originally, everyone ate well together, but then this Zhao Yue'e had convulsions again, and she paid attention to her sister-in-law. ”

"My family has a good relationship with my sister-in-law, and she endured it at first, thinking that it would be over if she said a few words. Who would have thought that Zhao Yue'e would say endlessly, you said that she didn't drink either, why did she say something out of tune!"

Song Yiyi frowned: "Uncle Wu, what did she say?"

Battalion Commander Wu pursed his mouth, his face full of disdain: "What else can you say, old man talks." ”

"What sister-in-law's education was obtained with the help of the family, and even if Zemin's body injury can be moved, it is useless!"

Song Yiyi and Zhuang Moxiang looked at Song Zemin at the same time, Zhao Yue'e said this is bad enough, what are men afraid of, what they are most afraid of is that they will not be useful!

Song Zemin's face was obviously stiff, and then he slowly eased up.

Battalion Commander Wu didn't think much about it at all, and then said: "What nephews and nieces must be those two grandfathers and grandmothers who are university professors who ate small stoves to get such high scores!"