Lightning and thunder roared outside.

It was overcast, it was dark, and at seven o'clock in the evening it was as if it were already midnight.

Qian Peiying lit four oil lamps.

There was nothing else to eat on the dinner table, there was no big fish and meat, only hot pot.

One is that Lao Song didn't buy pork ribs and fish, those meat stalls had already been drenched in the rain, only there was a sheep seller on the back two streets, Song Fusheng went to buy a sheep in the rain, and let people kill it, otherwise they would have come back early.

The other one, even if you buy it back, stew and fry, it is actually troublesome, when will the rice be good.

Simply, let's eat hot pot.

Wash the vegetables at home, soak some mushrooms, cut some mutton, roll some noodles with noodles, sesame sauce and leek flower bean curd, and are willing to eat spicy, and there are chili noodles at home.

"Can you eat sesame sauce? Cough. ”

Lu Pan looked at Song Fusheng and said, I can eat.

"Do you want fermented bean curd?"

"Yes, or I'll do it myself."

"No, I'll give it to you, what more do you want?" Song Fusheng didn't have the shelf to be an uncle at all.

It has long been practiced by a bunch of nephews at home.

"Dad, bring me some coriander, chopped green onions, aged vinegar chili rings." Song Fuling said suddenly.

Lu Pan glanced at Poria cocos, what does it taste like when eating mutton dipped in vinegar? Then he said to Song Fusheng: "I also want those, vinegar." ”

The meat in the pan is cooked.

Qian Peiying motioned to Lu Pan to clip herself: "You eat, ah?" Minrui, our family is all self-clipping, and we don't prepare chopsticks. ”

"Okay."

At the round table.

Lu Pan found that Song Fusheng really didn't treat him as an outsider, and the chopsticks were put into the pot one after another, and before he put down the chopsticks, he also deliberately glanced at Song Fuling, who had already eaten.

Inexplicably, I looked down at the sesame sauce bowl again, listening to the sound of heavy rain outside, illuminated by this dim oil lamp, and my heart was very hot.

It reminded him of what his imaginary home should be like when he was out fighting.

"Eat?"

Qian Peiying signaled again.

Why doesn't this child get off the chopsticks, and if she doesn't clip it, the cooked meat will be finished for her daughter, so she has to wait for the second time to boil the pot.

"Hey," Lu Pan sat there.

It's not that he deliberately puts on a score, but he is used to this kind of sitting posture, even cross-legged on the kang.

I sandwiched a chopstick mutton, followed it in a small bowl, and dipped it in sesame sauce, which must be delicious.

Look at her food, it's delicious.

Just about to put it in his mouth, "Bang, pound!" ”

Two rooftop panels fell, accompanied by Mi Shou's screams: "Oh, my mother, sister!" ”

Song Fuling hugged the bowl.

Before she could react to what was going on, she knew that her brother had rushed towards her in an instant, with his little hands open, as if he wanted to cover her head.

His father jumped two meters away.

Her mother stood up in a panic and pulled her sleeve, looking like she didn't know whether to let her go or not.

The hot pot swayed and didn't turn over, and the plate fell to the ground and broke a lot.

Song Fuling raised her eyes and looked again, my God, the worst is Lu Pan.

Because he was the hardest hit area.

There was a board on the roof that somehow fell on him.

The corners of his mouth were dripping with sesame sauce, the bowl in his hand fell to the ground and fell in half, and his shirt and shoes were full of sesame sauce and vinegar chili rings.

Lu Pan was holding his hands and looking at her in a daze, as if he hadn't reacted to what had just happened.

Just when Song Fuling was about to ask, "Are you okay?" Song Fusheng stepped forward with an anxious face.

To be honest, Lao Song was still a little guilty at this time, because at the moment when the board fell, he was very flexible and jumped far away.

"Minrui, Minrui, can you hear me? Look down, I'll look at the back of your head. ”

"Brother, how much is this? Are you knocked unconscious? Mi Shou cautiously stretched out a finger, lest his brother had been smashed, that was the head, brother, don't have an accident.

Qian Peiying also hurriedly stepped forward, took a rag to wipe her clothes, and circled around the landing bank to see if there was any blood.

Lu Pan was indeed a little stunned, and he was smashed and shook before.

I only remember that he was just about to eat mutton, but he didn't taste the meat, and with a snap, the bowl was gone, and his brain was for a while.

Lu Pan covered the back of his head, first replied indiscriminately that Mi Shou was one, then pulled Mi Shou on the side of his leg, and pointed at Song Fuling: "No, no, I'm fine, you, you get up quickly, let's stay away from here." ”

Who knows if it will fall off the board?

What kind of house is this?

Lu Pan saw that Song Fuling was still sitting at the table stupidly, why was she so anxious.

Song Fusheng twisted his eyebrows and looked at the roof of the shed: "Yes, yes, let's go, stay away from here." ”

In the big house.

Song Fuling heard her father say, "We're all right, it's you, see if you're okay." You're shorter, you're too tall. ”

Her mother said: "Let's lie on the kang, the hosta on the head is broken and should be taken down, don't prick it again." ”

"Uncle."

"Huh?"

Song Fuling heard Lu Pan say, "Do you feel the rain leaking?" ”

The voice was in a trance mixed with hesitation, and seemed a little uncertain.

His tone of voice was not like this.

It can be seen that Lu Pan was really stunned, and he began to doubt his judgment.

As soon as Lu Pan's words fell, Song Fusheng, Qian Peiying, Song Poria, Mi Shou on the kang, and the four of them looked up at the sky together.

Didn't the board fall out of the kitchen just now? How could it be in the house?

After a while, Mi Shou stuck out his tongue: "Well, there is water." ”

Song Fusheng suddenly scolded: "Grass, it's leaking." ”

What kind of house is this? Why is it still leaking.

……

Song Fuling stood in the yard with an oil-paper umbrella, just in time to see everything on the roof of the backyard.

She saw Lu Pan and her father stepping on a ladder to go up against the rain, and when she saw Brother Lang who had just arrived home, Brother Tietou, they also followed them to the room.

I saw Junko standing in the yard like a chicken in soup, constantly wiping the rain on his face, and directing a team of wet servants to move tiles to the courtyard.

Nava, which was left over from before the Guogong Mansion, was urgently called by the land side.

"Huh?" Song Fuling exclaimed in surprise, stretched out her hands, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Her father almost slipped just now, and was grabbed by Lu Pan.

In the rain, Lu Pan on the roof waved his hand at her, as if shouting something, but the rain was too loud to be heard clearly.

But she knew that she should be told to hurry to the front yard.

Song Fuling: I'm not going, I'm far away from the front yard, I shouldn't be able to see you.

"Mi Shou, you go back."

"Sister, if you don't go back, I won't go back." Mi Shou said with a poncho in the priest's poncho.

After a while, Mi Shou suddenly said, "Sister, you see that the book is all nonsense. ”

"When did you read my notebook?"

"It doesn't matter. The important thing is that it's really nonsense, it is written that the rich and powerful are bullies, flirting with this and fighting that, but look at our little general's brother, "Mi Shou looked at the rain, full of enthusiasm, when will he go to the room to help the family?"

Thanks to his brothers, he was able to give his uncle a hand when he was not growing up.

At this moment, the hailstorm that had fallen before struck again, booming and crackling.

Song Fusheng stretched out on the roof: "No, don't make up the tiles, be obedient, it's better to be safe than yourself, go down first." ”

Lu Pan shouted to the pair of sisters and brothers on the roof: "You two go back for me!" ”

This time, Song Fuling was obedient, and when her mother took a pot to catch the rain in the house, she took Mi Shou to wash vegetables.

The hot pot is uneaten, and Lu Pan almost paid for her life when she eats her meal.

Take a look at the vegetable basket and stew an eggplant with sauce for the landside.

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