"What's the matter, salty or not?"

"It's just right, it's delicious," Song Fusheng took a bite of dumplings, and the dumplings made by his daughter-in-law were like small ingots.

Leek meat, cabbage meat, two kinds of stuffing.

Qian Peiying pushed the plate, "Don't just eat dumplings, eat two bites of this pig's head meat and eat some cucumbers." Do you drink porridge or dumpling soup? ”

"Dumpling soup," Song Fusheng said with soy sauce on his lips.

Song Fuling sat on the sofa, holding a big-mouthed monkey doll in her arms, glanced at her father, heard the chewing sound and threw the doll to the table, pulled the chair away, and sat opposite her father.

Qian Peiying glanced at her daughter when she was in the soup: "What, you want to eat it too?" ”

"Well," I got up too early in the morning, and Poria didn't plan to eat when she came in, thinking that she would go out to sleep later and then eat with her brother, so she couldn't eat so early? As a result, her father's food was too fragrant.

Qian Peiying served her daughter another bowl of porridge, and then sat down and asked Lao Song: "How did you sleep last night?" I'm thinking about it outside, and I'm afraid it will affect your sleep even more if I come in. ”

Song Fusheng picked up the bowl and blew the hot dumpling soup, drank two sips and swallowed it before saying, "It's just tossing back and forth, but no matter how you toss, it's better than living outside." Look at it, tall people will get up this morning with numb legs, that's not a place for people to live, not much bigger than a kennel. ”

Putting down the rice bowl and stuffing the pig's head meat into his mouth again, Song Fusheng said: "By the way, Lu Pan arrived, I arrived in the middle of the night yesterday, and I just woke up." Coincidentally, there were a few houses in the row with me, but I didn't see exactly where he was. ”

Song Poria was drinking porridge, and her lowered eyelashes flashed.

Qian Peiying was surprised: "Really? Then do you want to bring him some dumplings out, it just so happens that the two of you can find an opportunity to give him something to eat. ”

Song Fusheng wiped his mouth with his hand and squinted at his daughter-in-law, "You can pull it down quickly, that kid Anjo's tail is a monkey, a monkey spirit." Where did my dumplings come from? Quick-frozen dumplings, where are they frozen, the cellar is flooded, and the ice is long gone, how do you explain it? ”

Sometimes, good intentions are easy to spoil their own affairs, not bad stuttering, bad trouble.

Not to mention that Lu Pan has to guard against that kind of smart person, and sometimes Mi Shou at home can't be fooled.

Gang Peiying also said that in order to make dumplings for him to eat, he needs to wrap several large curtains in one go to pick out some cooked and send them into the space, otherwise Mi Shou will ask: "Auntie, why are there fewer dumplings?" The number is incorrect. ”

So, look at Peiying, who was still complaining just now that Mi Shou was always looking at the little belongings at home, and he was enthusiastic and didn't have a long brain to get dumplings for Lu Pan.

Song Fuling suddenly interjected: "Then does he have anything to eat?" ”

Hurrying back shows that many things are likely to be prepared.

"Yes," right?

Carrying so many things, can you be so heartless and eye-free without food?

Lu Pan did just rush back, but there are so many slaves at home to serve him, can he be ready?

Song Fusheng waved his hand, just in case: "I ate a lot this morning, I won't come in at noon, you don't have to send food, I'll eat dim sum biscuits when I'm hungry outside." If you see that he really doesn't have any rations, I want to give him my share of food. ”

Gone? Drain the dumpling soup from the bowl.

I'm worried that I'm going to be picked up and pulled up outside, and if I shake him hard and don't wake up, I'll scare the officials again.

"Take the test, Dad." Song Fuling stood up and clenched her fists.

The girl's little face is really rare.

Song Fusheng smiled and scolded before disappearing: "You are the worst, you." "If you turn all the books upside down, can you do well in the exam? The pit daddy's play.

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"Bang, pop", Song Fusheng came out of the space and saw a candidate fall in front of his shed.

The soap corner of the basin was thrown far away.

The official reminded: "Slow down, and then go for the activity." "How many have I fallen in such a moment.

Xie Wenyu rolled his eyes when he heard this, and motioned to the students in front of him to let go, you are not in a hurry, he is in a hurry.

I thought: I must grab the first pit position, otherwise he will be hot and smell others, and he will really not be able to squat.

Before passing by Song Fusheng's shed, Xie Wenyu also beckoned, and said with a anxious expression: Just folded the quilt, you just got up, can you sleep so soundly in this place? Hurry up and grab the toilet.

Song Fusheng also compared, meaning that you go first.

The official glared, looking at these two people, you greet me, I greet you. Is it that coincidental? You two know each other?

Song Fusheng saw that everyone was warned, turned around and folded the quilt, gathered things, and removed the board.

The nine days of not being allowed to speak are obviously much stricter than that of Kao Xiucai, and it is even more difficult to hand over things.

Moreover, in Song Fusheng's view, these people got up early in the morning and lined up in line, and were escorted by the officials to wash their faces and go to the toilet, which was no different from the prisoners in modern prisons.

How does it compare to ancient prisons?

The prisoners of ancient times did not wash their faces, and there is no comparison.

Look, it's that miserable.

Song Fusheng was walking forward with a handkerchief on his shoulders, a basin, and a paper pinned to his waist, and he was walking forward with the team, and found that he stopped in front of him.

Xie Wenyu stopped in front of the shed on the shore of the land.

For a while, I looked at Lu Pan's face and smiled, and for a while I raised my eyes to look at the shed.

Okay, buddy, you're very particular about it, I knew he was doing it too.

Even the examiners near Xie Wenyu were mostly looking at the shed, and before they guessed the identity of this person, the shed was more attractive to them literati.

Because I am very envious, very envious.

When I took a look, I thought I had entered a small bamboo forest, and the whole house was lush and green, and there seemed to be a ray of sunshine shining in the painting on the roof of the shed. Stars, sunshine, green vitality, answer questions here, the artistic conception must be good.

Song Fusheng came with a towel on his shoulder, what did he look at one by one?

When he looked sideways, his first reaction was to twist his eyebrows, Lu Pan, why are you here in the nest, shouldn't you.

Lao Song is very practical, no matter how lush the painting is, you can't smell the fragrance when you sit here, and all you smell is the smell of, right?

And Lu Pan finally moved the moment Song Fusheng appeared.

Before, he had been meditating in the house.

It's not that I want to practice martial arts, but my legs are numb, and I still sleep a little dazed, and I want to be quiet.

Then Xie Wenyu began his road of envy, and inexplicably gave himself a question in his heart, the topic was: If, I also have such a father-in-law.

Xie Wenyu saw Lu Pan coming out of the shed and was about to look for a handkerchief, just the kind of handkerchief that would be used after going to the toilet, Song Fusheng seemed to be able to guess, swooped down, took out the paper from his waist and handed it over.

Xie Wenyu saw that the two people who might become Weng's son-in-law in the future squatted in the pit together, and washed their faces together after squatting.

Min Rui just came back, it was really bad, there was black mud on his neck, he saw Song Fusheng compared his neck to let him wipe it, Min Rui didn't react to what it meant, Song Fusheng was about to get started with a towel.

The future son-in-law cleaned his teeth together, and when he cleaned his teeth, he looked at me and I looked at you, and he didn't let him speak, so he used his eyebrows to convey affection.

The scene that made Xiao Xie feel very warm was that Song Fusheng went and returned in a hurry, which caused many officials and their examinees to wonder and look at the past.

Just look, Song Fusheng was in front of Minrui's shed, I don't know what he was doing, he shook his hands, as if he was sprinkling something, and after sprinkling the surrounding fragrance, it was very fragrant.

Xiao Xie immediately understood: he was taking care of his future son-in-law wholeheartedly to ensure that Minrui was not affected by the stench.

And Fusheng left after sprinkling the perfume, and his expression was very calm.

I thought: I sprinkle water, I see who dares to care about me? We didn't talk to Lu Pan, so you can't find any faults.

He used all the perfume that his daughter had brought, and forgot that his daughter was still counting on the space to be turned back.

Of course, if her daughter complains in the future, Fusheng will not care.

In his opinion: perfume should not be eaten or drunk properly, and if it is not used, it can be more precious than anti-inflammatory drugs?