Wang Laozhu was even worried that he would eat slowly, and he would not be able to get a second bowl after a while, so he only buried his head in slugging noodles, for fear that he would delay the time by saying two more words.

He nodded casually and hummed a few times.

Those who plan to rub the rice are also embarrassed, if this farmhouse meal is almost the same, I will rub a bun from your family and return a cake to your family, and it will be nothing.

But the Wang family eats chicken noodle soup, and you can see the chicken nuggets, and the noodles are also white noodles, which is a bloody investment.

After eating, what do you take at home?

Therefore, I praised two more words, and slowly went back to my own land with the aroma of chicken soup and the rice in my bowl.

It didn't take long for the two large pots of noodles to be snatched up.

After Song Chongjin finished eating the noodles, he cleaned the bowl in the ditch, scooped up a bowl of mung bean soup, and took a sip, which was sweet and had a hint of coolness.

On such a hot day, when you are full, it is so comfortable to have such a bowl of cold mung bean soup.

The rest of the Wang family, when they saw Song Chongjin drinking mung bean soup, also learned to clean the bowl and then scoop the soup, and there was also Wang Yonggui, who was not particular, so he scooped it directly into the bowl and drank it in three or two sips.

He also smacked his mouth: "This noodle is delicious today!" Mother, who made this? Doesn't it look like our Xiaolian's craftsmanship? Could it be that she is a sister-in-law? ”

said that she didn't believe it, the Lin family, the Wang family all knew that doing some rough work was a good hand, but those sewing and mending, cooking or something, it was really not her strong point.

But Wang Yonggui has eaten his wife's food for decades, and he can still share it, this is not his mother's craft.

Mrs. Zhang was proud and proud: "Phew! Just her? It would be nice to be able to cook the rice! It's your sister's craft! Your sister follows me, and she will learn everything as soon as she does. Hmph, yesterday a pearl said that he wanted to cook, the old family, the third family, aren't you still afraid that the pearl will smash the pot? Why do you eat like you eat today, it's like you haven't eaten in eight lifetimes! ”

Wang Yonggui is really unbiased about his mother, who is opposed yesterday, for fear that the sister will enter the kitchen, the heat will come, and the smoke will arrive?

Why has he become a pot for his daughter-in-law and sister-in-law today?

A few small beans on the side, especially the foodie gold pot, looked at Wang Yongzhu's eyes at the moment, more eager than looking at his father and mother: "Auntie, your cooking is so delicious!" In the future, our family meals will be cooked by my aunt! ”

Mrs. Zhang knocked over with chopsticks: "Let go of your mother's fart!" It's good to have food one by one, and you still want your aunt to cook for you every day? Isn't it beautiful? I want my daughter to earn money to support you, and I want my daughter to cook for you, so just provide for you! Let the old lady hear such words again, and I won't give you two big ear scrapers! ”

Jin Pot stuck out his tongue and hid behind Wang Yongfu to taste the taste of chicken noodle soup just now, and didn't dare to make a sound.

Although everyone thought so in their hearts, they were scolded by Mrs. Zhang like this, and they knew that it was impossible, so they were embarrassed to speak.

Only Wang Yonggui had a shy face: "Mother, I won't talk about it in the future, these days to grab the autumn, let the sister cook for us for a few days, okay?" ”

Although Mrs. Zhang also thinks that her daughter's cooking is delicious, she is even more distressed, the big girl's house with fine skin and tender meat, where is it so easy to cook two or three meals for more than a dozen people a day?

Men always take it for granted that the work in the stove house is easy, but only the women know how uncomfortable it must be to stay in the stove house on such a hot day.

In previous years, girls did not suffer from this crime, and this year they can't.

Therefore, looking at the gluttony on the third child's face, his heart was on fire, and he went up to beat him.

Sun sat far away, only daring to sit on the edge of the shade.

She also got a bowl of chicken noodle soup just now, which was the most delicious meal she had ever eaten at Wang's house.

Looking at Wang Yongzhu's eyes at this moment, it was full of complicated meanings.

Song Chongjin looked over vigilantly, and Sun immediately lowered his head.

Wang Yongzhu persuaded Mrs. Zhang and agreed, and she made the lunch and dinner of the autumn harvest in the past few days, and immediately got a response from the Wang family.

Eat and drink enough, rest for a while, and wait until the hottest part of the noon has passed, and then you will go down again.

Everyone was very tired, and after a few gossips, they all lay down on the spot and took a break to rest for a while.

The villagers are like this, and at a glance, other people's families have long been lying on the ground, snoring. However, a few children, who still have the strength to run around and make trouble, are not afraid of the heat, and run to the distance to catch butterflies and insects to play.

Mrs. Zhang couldn't bear it anymore and took a nap against the tree.

Wang Yongzhu carefully received the dishes and chopsticks in the bamboo basket and took them back to wash them later.

Look at the rice paddies again, the cut rice has been neatly tied and tied, standing in the middle of the field, waiting for someone to transport them back to their own drying field.

His own carriage was parked on the ridge.

The mule is tied under a small tree and leisurely gnaws on the weeds.

Wang Yongzhu quietly went down to the field, didn't take two steps, found that there was movement behind him, turned around, Song Chongjin, who was sitting and pretending to sleep, had already got up dexterously, and followed her without any movement and went down to the field.

"Why did you get off the field? Go back, there's leeches in the mud. Song Chongjin stretched out his hand to pull Wang Yongzhu.

Wang Yongzhu avoided Song Chongjin's outstretched hand: "I'm idle, I'm idle, I'll move these bundled paddies to the carriage, and my eldest brother will wake up in a while, and just transport them home directly." Wang Yongzhu replied while looking at Sun.

Sun seemed to be asleep, leaning on Wang Yonggui with his eyes closed.

"How is Sun doing today?" When Wang Yongzhu arrived at the rice field, he easily picked up two bundles of rice and walked to the carriage.

Song Chongjin shook his head and followed behind, he had too much physical exertion in the morning, mainly because he had to bend over all the time, and when he saw that Wang Yongzhu could pick up two bundles of rice, he hesitated for a moment, and also grabbed a bundle with one hand, but as a result, he almost didn't flash his waist when he used his strength.

first glanced at Wang Yongzhu reflexively, and saw that she didn't seem to notice.

Song Chongjin breathed a sigh of relief without a trace.

simply didn't take it anymore, picked up a bundle and followed Wang Yongzhu, while saying: "I think the Sun family is about to take it anymore, it's been a few days." ”

Wang Yongzhu nodded.

When the sun was not so strong, everyone also rested for a while, and they had the spirit and strength again.

Packing up his sickle tools and about to go to the ground, Wang Yongfu became excited: "Look, our family's rice-"

Everyone followed his gesture and saw that the bundled rice in the Wang's field had been moved to the carriage and placed neatly in the yard.

This handwriting, don't think about it, it must be Wang Yongzhu.