Tonight, the reason why I want to eat shabu mutton is that Qian Peiying chatted with Mrs. Ma before, saying that Lu Pan's home in the city was smashed when eating hot pot.

At that time, the hosta on his head was broken, and he said that it was fine, but he must have been smashed lightly.

What else is there like this?

So today, the arrangement, must be arranged.

The old lady felt that we couldn't leave a psychological shadow on Lu Pan, where to fall and where to get up.

has been smashed in her house, and she has to erase her heart disease in her house.

Look at the pot again this time, our bright new house, Zhun Bao will not hit people again.

"Finished frying sesame seeds?"

Fried sesame seeds are fragrant all over the yard, and there is the aroma of meat boiled in bone broth, and bone broth is used at the bottom of the pot, and I can't wait for the fragrance to go out of two miles.

Now the child is snorting his fingers, and the big white fat girls on the other side of the river are sniffing tightly.

Peach Blossom and the eldest girl carried a large pot of sesame seeds and walked away, and replied to Grandma: "It's all fried, it's all fried, Grandma Qi looked at our fried, all of them were fried and slightly yellow, so let's go to the mill." ”

"Yes, you want to fry them all, rather than more, not less, and go back to make sesame cakes, mix noodles, and mix cold dishes."

After Mrs. Ma finished speaking, she went to the backyard.

bypassed the men who split wood, bypassed the daughters-in-law who squatted in front of the big basin and scraped the fish scales, and kicked Jinbao twice.

"Milk, are you kicking me, I'm not playing, we're catching crab roe."

It's because you took your younger siblings to catch crab roe that they kicked you.

The crab was brought by Lu Bin, and he also brought a few large jars of chrysanthemum wine, which he ate for tomorrow's festival, and he didn't eat it today.

You catch it and wilt the live crab, can Ming'er still be delicious?

If you're idle, it's okay to help adults hug firewood.

Mrs. Ma doesn't have time to scold her grandson, there are guests at home, and it's not good for people to hear it, you wait to clean you up when you turn around, little Song Jinbao.

Go out through the small corner gate in the backyard.

Yes, the front of this house of the Nine Clans is a wide gate, and there is a small corner gate in the backyard. In case the front is blocked and we can't get out of the house, we can walk through the back door.

Don't ask them why they have this kind of mentality, why they should prepare Xiaomen, they can't analyze their own psychology, since escaping the famine, the people of the Song Jiu clan have always been accustomed to doing things with both hands.

When you go out the back door, you will see that more capable men, like Sizhuang, are chiseling here.

"Er'er, what's the matter, can Ming'er get on this boat?"

Song Fuxi wiped the sweat from his head, "Almost, mother, we're not ready-made, we've been busy for so long, I promise that the bottom of the boat is no problem, use it with peace of mind." It's just that the canopy on it is enough to choke, I'm afraid I can't finish it. ”

As early as after the flood, the people of the Song Jiu tribe found that they lived on the other side of the river, and they did not have their own boats.

Yes, the people of the village are willing to lend them fishing boats, but they still dislike it, what the hell is it, just a few broken boards with a fishy smell.

It happened that the men in the family were all at home, and Grandpa Song thought that he couldn't let them be idle, so he took advantage of the fact that the powerful boys were at home, and it was not cold to go up the mountain to cut wood and carry it down, so he built a boat for the family.

Then Song Fuling put forward a lot of opinions to the second uncle, and counted them with her fingers: be bigger, don't shake back and forth when you look at the sparkling water, in that case, you can't stand on the boat and be handsome, squatting to hold the hull of the boat will look too cowardly, it is best to have shelter on the boat, and we will be calm when it rains.

In the picture imagined by Song Fuling, after our ship is built, it is best to be like in the legend of the New White Lady.

She stood at the bow of the boat in a men's dress, how a handsome little man, Ann could tell that she was male and female. Behind him stood Sister Peach Blossom, and those big beauties.

When she shook her fan and sang a song: "Aha, aha, the beautiful scenery of the West Lake, the day of March." ”

On the left side of the shore can stand the children of Mi Shou, and on the right side of the audience can be the aunts and aunts of the village.

In short, all of them were her fans, and the moment she threw off the fan, she was about to explode on the spot and scream at her: "Ah, it's so handsome, I can't stand it." ”

Stop, stop!

Stop.

But let's say, it's no wonder that Song Fuling can talk to her grandmother, and her grandmother has a girl's heart as she sees more.

No, Mrs. Ma is saying to her second son:

"Work hard, it's better to have a shed.

If you can't make a shed on a boat, you can make one.

I've been to the Guogong Mansion, and if the ship looks bald, it really doesn't look good.

If you think about it, when the breeze blows, the whole body shiveres, and the food is cold, isn't that a sin, that's not enjoyment.

We must at least have a shed, so that Lu Gongzi can sit on the boat tomorrow night to eat crabs and drink chrysanthemum wine. "There's a windshield, that means.

Song Fuxi looked at the back of the old lady leaving, and wiped the sweat on his head again.

Well, you have a good idea, you can arrange it, and it is these people who are affected by the work.

In a moment, black mud marks appeared on his face.

Mrs. Ma commanded the women and said:

"Let me tell you, it's not too busy to eat hot pot today, and tomorrow will be the time to see our real skills.

While I haven't drunk yet, I'll arrange it for you first.

I'll name the ones below, and be sure to get up early to gather.

Let's steam Chongyang cake, osmanthus cake, and fry the ring.

The rest of the best should also get up early, don't let me talk nonsense, glutinous rice, glutinous rice, killing chickens and ducks are all time-consuming, you have to do it in the morning and in the evening. You can go up the hill if you finish it early. ”

When the chickens in the coop heard this, they were very disturbed.

When the goose heard Mrs. Ma say this, she was also very hairy.

The duck happened to run to Mrs. Ma, quacked and hurried to the pool.

"Regardless of the age, men and women, before going back to the kang tonight, I will talk about it, Ming'er chrysanthemum hairpin up, and put one on the ear, be sure to let that Lu Gongzi be happy for us. Let him be here for two days, and he will not forget how long it will take to look back, and let him see our spirit. ”

In fact, what Mrs. Ma wants to show most is:

Lu Pan, don't underestimate my family, we want you to know that our change is not just to live in a bright house, and then not to be satisfied with a full meal.

Let's get better, there are also people who pursue it, and through the backdrop of our green leaves, you should understand that my little granddaughter is actually the same as you, and she will also enjoy it. Think about it, we old farmers can be like this, what kind of people are fat girls? Don't take us for rural girls.

Anyway, it's just to show off, and I really want to show off.

Will it cost more? Don't be afraid, the old lady can't wait to pay out of her own pocket.

What are you afraid of? The flowers are not as much as a leaf of her fire tree and silver flowers.

Dinner.

Lu Pan in the living room: It's finally time to eat.

Just now I saw Poria taking her sisters to the living room, and he couldn't wait to be a part of the past to help.

I'm still greedy, and when I see her, I want to talk alone, and when I don't see her, I think it's good to see her.

Song Fusheng stood up and said with a smile: "Let's go, go upstairs to eat, are you hungry?" ”

"It's fine."

On the balcony of the attic, as soon as Lu Pan came up, his mood was refreshed.

In the distance are misty mountains, green trees, and many flower pots on the second floor.

Standing near the railing and looking down, there are nine round tables below, and here there is a large round table, a total of ten tables, perfect, each with a pot burning on it, and it is steaming.

Probably afraid that it would get dark as you drank and ate, here, two oil lamp pillars have been lit, and there are also coal-fired braziers burning below.

Junzi stood beside Lu Pan and whispered, "Young Master, this is really a fairy day. ”

The Song Jiu family is the first choice for vacation.

And your sweetheart.