"Cluck", the rooster crowed.

"Whoa, whoa!" The rooster crows again.

The ducks in the Song Jiu clan took the lead in running out.

Grandpa Song was holding a small stick and driving them out to play.

Don't in the yard, there are nobles in the house today.

In the courtyard, a number of people had already gotten up.

Song Fugui and Wang Zhongyu's two new sons, Ga and Ga cried one after another.

Uncle Song was accompanied by the crying voice of the milk doll next door, purring and rinsing.

Just as he was about to vomit out, Ge Erniu slapped him beside him and patted the old man on the back: "Don't be unhurried, hurry up, move the panel and the cauldron out." This morning, she and her siblings were sweating.

"Ahem," Uncle Song was patted and swallowed all the mouthwash back into his stomach.

But he was still unhurried, wiped his mouth with the handkerchief on his shoulder, sat on the edge of the kang for a while, and then carefully put it away, and then went to work.

Song Fuling's room curtains were drawn very tightly.

When everyone got up one after another, she slept motionless.

On the desk, there is a tea tray with an empty cup on the tray.

……

Mountainside, far from home.

Lu Pan looked at the three horses galloping around, wearing a riding suit, holding the whip and putting his hands on his waist to remind: "Pay attention to the inner thighs and lean forward. ”

His eyes always fell on Mi Shou.

Just when Mi Shou was almost thrown off by Xiao Hong, who suddenly increased his speed, the black soap boots on Lu Pan's feet took a few big steps, and a vertical body rode on Xiao Hong's body like flying, pressing Mi Shou who was shaking on the back of the horse.

"Driving" was instantly changed to him driving the horse.

"Are you scared?"

Mi Shou felt the tall body behind him, raised his head and shouted into the sky: "Don't be afraid!" ”

Lu Pan tugged on the reins with one hand, touched the little head melon in front of him with the other, and said in a plain voice: "Didn't you lean forward?" ”

"My brother asked me to sit up straight before."

"It's a small walk, you have to sit up straight, you can't run fast, don't just remember one and not the other."

Mi Shou smiled and looked back, and replied loudly: "I remember this time." ”

Lu Pan was not at ease and instructed again: "The reins should not be put on your hands, be careful of your thumb injury." ”

"My sister is the reins in her hand, but she can ride."

That's the wild way of riding, and if something goes wrong, you will dislocate your fingers, "She was wrong, you must tell her when you go back." ”

"Eun, don't worry, brother, I will correct her."

Lu Pan got off the horse and asked Mi Shou to ride Xiaohong alone again, "Clamp, clamp some more." ”

This early morning, he finally had the opportunity to teach Yoneju to ride archery himself.

Distance.

Shunzi was supervising Erlang and Song Jinbao to ride horses, turned his head to look at the young master, and then turned his head and pouted: The young master is really eccentric.

"Oh, you want to ride too? Wait a while, wait for your brother Erlang to change you after this lap, and then change you. Junko comforted the children of the Nine Clans who were waiting in the queue.

After riding the horse, Lu Pan stood behind Mi Shou, who was riding a horse: "Do you think you are stable?" ”

Mi Shou had beads of sweat on his forehead, gritted his teeth, and replied loudly: "The thief is stable." ”

Lu Pan gently kicked the villain's leg socket with the toe of his soap boots, and Mi Shou immediately leaned forward, staggered forward a few steps, and didn't stand still, lying on the ground to eat.

Mi Shou was about to cry without tears and said, isn't this an adult bullying a child?

found that Brother Jinbao was also knocked down by the little general's brother, so he didn't complain and became lying on the ground: "Hehe, hey, hey." The smiling eyes crooked and the legs glared.

"Brother!"

Halfway up the hill, a small pink wildflower was stuck in the middle of Mi Shou's head and stood up from the grass.

"Do you think I'm good-looking?"

Lu Pan and Junko, who had a weed in his mouth, stood at the bottom of the hillside, and at the same time, they were followed by horses that were swaying leisurely.

Junzi said, "Young master, he's quite stinky and beautiful." ”

Which is generally stinky beauty, that is quite stinky beauty.

"Young master, will I pick one for you too?"

Lu Ban didn't ask for it, but he deliberately fell behind before going home, let Junko take the lead, and took the children to walk in the direction of home with the ducks swimming in the river, and ran quickly to the location of Mi Shou picking wild flowers again.

When Lu Ban reappeared, his left hand was always behind his back, and when viewed from behind, he had a handful of carefully picked wildflowers.

And, Junko entered through the front door to attract everyone's attention, but he entered through the back corner door of the house.

Qian Peiying was wearing an apron and was about to knock on her daughter's door, "Huh? Who picked the flowers and put them at the door? ”

Bend down to pick up the flowers, and it's strange that it's beautiful.

Qian Peiying was puzzled, holding flowers in her hand, while taking off her slippers and pushing open her daughter's door barefoot.

"Poria, I can't sleep, you listen to your mother, get up quickly, ah?

You see that everyone outside is going to eat, and Lu Pan took Mi Shoudu to run around the horses, and came back with archery and a nest of hares. ”

Today, you can't follow your daughter, there are guests at home.

Just now, the old lady was busy and came over to ask if the fat girl was up?

Qian Peiying said no.

The old lady told her, "Then hurry up and wake up the fat girl, and go back to sleep again at noon." It's time to eat, I'm afraid that someone in the family will ask if the fat girl hasn't gotten up yet? ”

Listen to this, yet, no, it means that you often do things to sleep in.

Family, honest and honest, who can not know what's going on when they ask like this?

Let people know that our fat girl is lazy when he hears it, so won't it be exposed?

Song Lingling stretched out her hands from the quilt and yawned, "What time is it?"

Qian Peiying rummaged through the cabinet to find a vase, "Hurry up, you see that Mi Shou even picked flowers for you, and you slept lazily on the Double Ninth Festival when you were your sister." ”

Mi Shou picked flowers for her?

"It's not Mi Shou, who else can it be, put it at the door for you."

Put it at the door?

Song Lingling stretched her waist for a moment, and her heart pounded twice.

"Ah, I mean, maybe the sisters."

There are more suspects, and my mother can't confirm it later.

Sending her mother away, Song Fuling stood in the house, her eyes falling on the handful of small wildflowers in confusion.

Then, she slowly walked to the flowers, sat on the chair, looked at the flowers in the vase with her hands in her hands, and muttered to herself: "What is this going to do in the morning, I haven't woken up yet, and I was woken up by the sour smell of love." ”

After a while, my fingers fiddled with the wildflowers, and with a whoosh, I stood up again.

Song Fuling wore her hair loose and climbed on the kang barefoot.

Opening the kang cabinet, she crossed her hands on her hips and said with a look of spirit: "Come, let this girl see which set of clothes she should be happy with today." ”

In the courtyard, in front of a long table, Lu Pan and Song Fusheng were sitting here waiting for the meal to begin.

When Poria appeared, Lu Pan didn't see it for the first time because he was sitting with his back to his body.

Lu Pan found that Mi Shou was suddenly excited.

Mi Shou sat at the dining table, with two small short legs, a big pink flower in the middle of his head, and leaned sideways, giving his sister from far and near who was walking towards him.

Mi Shou drew a circle with both hands, and took out his heart from the mouth of his heart and shook it in the direction of his sister.

Song Fusheng didn't need to look back to know, as soon as he saw Mi Shou, he knew that it was his daughter who came.

The relationship between the sister and brother has always been so good, and they often come out like this.

One throws his heart outward, and the other connects his heart with two hands.

If you catch up with the girl who is not happy and is not happy to take care of Mishou, she will raise an index finger and make a careful heart-piercing action of throwing her younger brother over.

Lu Pan has never seen it, and he is a little confused about the situation, and after first taking a look at the inexplicably excited Mi Shou, he looked back.

As soon as he looked back, he raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced up and down at Poria's dress, and his eyes fell on that little face: why is she so good-looking.

Even Shunzi felt that it was much easier for Miss Song to change out of those little floral clothes.

In the past, I felt that Miss Song was the same when she fled the famine, and she was the same when she wore floral clothes.

Forget it, don't mention it before, he'd better forget about the past.

There was always a premonition that if he always remembered the past, sooner or later he would have bitter fruits to eat.

But right now, the Song family seems to have lived in a small building after living in a small house, the house is clean and in the mood to dress up, and Miss Song has changed again.

At the same time, Junko rejoiced in her heart:

Look, thanks to him bringing a lot of clothes to the young master, right?

A variety of colors are available.

After the young master finished eating, he was about to change out of his riding costume. He changed the young master into a set of clothes that matched Miss Song's.

Let's play together later, and it's a couple at first glance.

Today, Song Fuling wears a dress similar to a riding costume, a red dress, a wide black belt tied around her waist, black soap boots, and a ponytail hanging high.

She saw Lu Pan looking back at her.

How do you describe the man's expression?

When the man first saw her, the corners of his mouth turned up, his eyebrows raised, and he looked like he was discharging her early in the morning.

Song Fuling did psychological construction for herself:

What are you doing? Didn't do anything, did you?

So relax and smile generously.

She fled last night, didn't she get approached to ask a word and cover her ears? Dropped off.

Today, I don't believe it, I don't believe that I can't suppress the land side in momentum.

"Sister, morning."

"Fat sister early." Yaya, they greeted Song Fuling.

"You're so early."

Song Fuling greeted Song Fusheng again: "Dad." ”

Song Fusheng smiled and nodded slightly, and asked the guest Lu Pan sideways: "How did you sleep last night?" ”

"Well, I slept very well, and the plum water quenched my thirst."

Song Fuling didn't plan to sit down, and hurriedly turned around to help her grandmother serve the plates.

Mrs. Ma was wearing a pink headscarf on her head and was frying rings with two long chopsticks in front of the iron pot.

The so-called fried ring is to use eggs, oil, sugar, flour and flour to knead well, roll out into large dough sheets with a rolling pin, and then cut the dough into small pieces, do not cut off on the small pieces, cut three filaments around the ring pattern and fry it in the pot.

Chongyang cake and flower cake are already placed on the table.

Chongyang cake is steamed with japonica rice flour, glutinous rice flour, red beans, and sugar.

Flower cake is a three-layer steamed cake stacked on top of each other, and each layer is sandwiched with black dates, dried apples, or dried apricots, preserved peaches or preserved meat.

In addition, the women were worried that the little general would not be able to get used to eating, so they got up early in the morning and steamed several small buns with various vegetarian fillings, cooked mushroom and lean porridge, and boiled milk soup, soy milk, and tofu brain.

There are not many people who can repay the favor, so they can put all their hearts into eating, hoping that the little general can eat well here.

Shunzi and Song Fugui picked up the wooden barrel containing the tofu brain, and joked that there was an illusion, like a street stall in the city, really, if you big guys go into the city to do business, you can replace a snack street.

Lu Pan didn't even touch the milk soup, stood up and scooped a few large spoonfuls of tofu brain with a spoon.

Song Fusheng asked him what kind of marinade you eat.

Lu Pan said: "I eat her ingredients." ”

Everyone looked at Poria, including Song Fusheng and Qian Peiying.

Poria Cocos: "......"

The ingredients in her hand are prepared by herself, minced green onions, minced coriander, soy sauce, aged vinegar, a little sugar, and a spoonful of chili oil.

Poria held back and held the bowl in her hand: "Then give it to you." ”