Chapter Seventy-Four: Modern Things Surprised in Ancient Times
It's amazing to have space.
It was so magical that Song Fusheng's body was obviously lying on the ground outside, but after he entered the space, he was like an entity clone, and he could wander around the space, just like a normal person at home.
So after he entered the space, the first step was to open the refrigerator door and plunge into the freezer to cool down, but it was going to heat him to death.
Song Fusheng put his head in the freezer to lower the temperature, and at the same time looked through the various things stored in the partition.
And at this time, he was the only one in the space who could come in, so he naturally wanted to say whatever he wanted, and he didn't have to worry about it, it was all from the heart.
Just listen to him say to himself:
"Her mother can save so much pork. Yo, there's a whole little frozen chicken;
This is? Ah, this bag is filled with beef, well, it should be beef, alas, thanks to Peiying, she will live.
What is this? ”
Song Fusheng opened the food bag and saw it, and immediately snorted, and kept secreting saliva in his mouth:
"Frozen sauerkraut balls, it's good, this thing is good. Melt, fry with five flowers and three layers of meat, fry the meat with half a pot of rice and half a plate of sauerkraut in a small pot, mix it, and then serve it with a small cucumber pickle, which is old and fragrant.
Damn, I can't think about it anymore, I'm going to die of hunger. ”
Song Fusheng squatted down and opened the bottom drawer, and his eyes were full of colorful ice cream bags.
In the past, when his daughter ate ice cream, Song Fusheng often said: "What are you doing eating at night, it's not cold, your mother washes those fruits for you and doesn't eat them, what do you have to eat." ”
But at this moment, he said from the bottom of his heart: "Oh, look at it, what is this?" It's delicious, isn't it? ”
Song Fusheng picked one up and threw it down, no, he had to keep it for his daughter.
Turn around and go straight to the kitchen, which opens onto the north balcony, and the cabinet on the north balcony is stocked with mineral water drinks and beer, all reserved for the New Year. The supermarket held activities during the Chinese New Year and bought a lot.
He stood still, knowing that there was water in the cupboard, a lot of water, all kinds of water, and he was thirsty, but he still gritted his teeth and stomped his feet: no, if you can't move, you can't move, you have to leave it for her daughter to drink later.
Then take out the vegetables and fruits soaked in the basin before the crossing, put the vegetables and fruits on the operating table, pick up the vegetable washing water and start drinking.
What's wrong with the vegetable washing water, the vegetable washing water is much cleaner than the water in the ancient river.
Song Fusheng drank half a basin in one go, wiped his mouth, and took a few steps back to the refrigerator......
The two women sitting on the ancient grass were staring at Song Fusheng's body, only to see that Song Fusheng suddenly opened his eyes, and ice cream appeared in his hand in an instant.
The two girls were shocked when they saw it.
Song Fuling snatched the ice cream: "Dad, so fast?" It's only three or two minutes. ”
Qian Peiying also glared at Song Fusheng and said, "Did you find it?" I don't believe you can be so fast. "In modern times, Lao Song doesn't worry about family affairs at all, and asks her everything he wants, how can he be accurate.
Really:
"No, I'll send you two a popsicle first, it's hot, eat quickly, don't talk nonsense, I'm in."
"Huh? Wait, Dad, have you eaten? You're hot enough, too. ”
Song Fusheng waved his hand and said, "I'm not hot, I'm in the refrigerator, I don't believe you touch my head." ”
Song Fuling said unhappily: "That's not good, Dad, you can eat one too." ”
"Ah, eat and eat, eat the one in your hand, we are exactly the same," After speaking, Song Fusheng rolled his eyes and went in again.
He went in, but Song Lingling couldn't eat it.
When Qian Peiying, who was in a hurry to nibble on a popsicle, looked back, what she saw was her daughter kneeling there and silent.
"What's wrong?"
"Mother, my dad didn't eat. The ice cream in my hand is called coconut ash, and he said it was the same as me, how could it be? Before we came to ancient times, there was only this one left in the refrigerator. ”
Qian Peiying half-opened her mouth and paused for a few seconds before saying, "Eat you, be obedient, I'll leave this half for your father, hurry up, don't melt." ”
However, Song Fusheng is stupid to turn over something inside, and the ice cream can't be kept.
Qian Peiying said vaguely with the dripping popsicle in her hand: "I'll eat it for your father." ”
When the two of them were biting the ice cream, Song Fusheng was grinding in the space.
He muttered silently as he walked around: Let's get the thermometer, the medicine, my change of shorts, my tank top, her undershirt, what else?
Scratching his head, Song Fusheng went into his daughter's bedroom and shook around, remembering his daughter's sun-red face, and went to the dresser to pull it with his hands.
He knows sunscreen, and there is a plus.
However, why are there so many plus signs, add 15, add 25, add 30, add 50, how many should I add? It's the biggest.
The pitiful little appearance of Qian Mishou vomiting out after eating dumplings came to his mind, Song Fusheng thought about it, and went back to the north balcony this time to find milk powder.
Women's milk powder is a small bag by a small bag, although it is very easy to take, but it is a lady's, and zinc is added or something, it is best to keep it for the daughter-in-law.
Flipping and flipping, I finally turned out a large can of goat milk powder, and it has not been opened.
Song Fusheng picked it up and scratched his eyebrows: the word skim was written on it.
Alas, modern people are really, not sparing any blessings, but also have to lose fat and lose weight. I went to ancient times to try it, and I was so hungry that my eyes were blue and I ate all the rats. In ancient times, fat people were easy to find a partner, and fat showed that there was no shortage of food at home, and the conditions were poor.
After he escaped, his next step was to feed Poria to fatten.
Filled some goat milk powder in a plastic bag, Song Fusheng held a pile of bits and pieces, and then he got out of the space.
Qian Peiying: What are you doing with my old pajamas? It's not for you to take a T-shirt like a sweatshirt, that one is not eye-catching, the cuffs of this collar are all lace, and at first glance it is a machine turn, not hand-sewn, how to wear it for Mi Shou.
Song Fusheng: This is the old pajamas? The previous you don't throw away, you pile it in the cupboard. So many clothes, who knows which one is which.
Song Fuling: Dad, what are you doing with my sunscreen?
"Rub it for you."
"I'm a little refugee, sweating all over my body, wiping everything for five minutes without makeup, and I have to be muddy after wiping my face."
Song Fusheng said unhappily: "Okay, don't find fault with me, you have the ability to go in." I can't give it back when I take it out. Poria goes out, I want to change my clothes, let's hurry up, it's been ten and eight minutes after a while, right? Your grandmother will think about it again, and let's fall into the pit. ”
Qian Mishou looked forward to it, his dearest family finally returned.
As soon as he returns, he will be able to be a little treasure.
Instead of Grandma Song asking Sizhuang and the cow shopkeeper to fetch water, throw him on the broken mat, no one cares and no one asks, no one looks ten meters away, and other families don't let the children come over to talk to him.
This time there is finally water, and there is no need to wipe the baby's body with ancient broken liquor to cool down, Qian Peiying's first step when she rushed back was to mix warm water and scrub Mi Shou's body inside and outside with a towel.
After scrubbing, she changed all the thick clothes into the baggage, put on her lace pajamas for Mi Shou, and let the baby wear it as a skirt.
Except that the neckline is bigger, it looks like it's exciting. Then comb two pigtails, exactly like a little girl.
Song Fusheng hugged the baby in his arms and quietly stuffed the thermometer into Mi Shou's armpit.
In just a few tens of seconds, the measurement is over and the beep beeps sound.
Song Fusheng said to Qian Peiying: "It's thirty-eight degrees five, give the medicine quickly." ”
Qian Mishou raised his little head and pointed to the electronic thermometer with a look of surprise: "Uncle, what is this?" Sounded. ”
At the same time, Mrs. Ma suddenly exploded with a loud voice, held down Song Fuling hard, desperately broke the little granddaughter's mouth, cried and wiped her tears and said in fright: "Oh God, what's wrong with my granddaughter's tongue, woo, it's not good, San'er, come on!" ”
Song Fuling: "......"
She was very embarrassed, stealing ice cream, forgetting that her tongue would turn black after eating coconut gray, how can this be explained.