Wang, who had been waiting in the stove room, was already impatient, and when he heard that he had to make eggs alone, he smiled and said, "Mother, you didn't take the eggs out." ”

"Be an aunt, who still needs your egg."

Hong wanted to go out to pick up his grandson, but when he heard this, he muttered and complained, turned around and went to the room to touch an egg.

Now the chicken pen in the backyard has been divided into three, each family picks up their own eggs, and their son hasn't eaten much yet, so we won't be short of this egg.

Wang smirked, took the egg from his mother-in-law's hand and turned it out of the oil to fry it.

"Mother, I want to eat fried eggs too."

Song Kang lay at the door of the stove room, smelling the smell of oil and drooling.

Wang waved his hand: "Go, go to the tank and touch two out, you and Niuniu will have one each." ”

There is no need to look at people's faces to fight for food, Wang is very happy.

At this time, Chang also came out of the room, holding five eggs in his hand.

"The third family, my family's two, the younger one, two, and me, don't make a mistake."

It's rare to eat a bowl of noodles, so naturally you have to make it more hearty. Other people's eggs have to be saved for two copper plates, Chang doesn't want to, the dolls are growing bodies, just eat them tightly.

Wang felt that it was enough luxury for her to get two eggs, and five of them came directly from the second room, which really scared her, but there was no way, other men earned more.

The noodles cut on the board were put into the pot, and Song Hong also came back under the support of the Zhou family and the Hong family.

He was in high spirits, and when he entered the door, he greeted everyone one by one, knowing that Song Ercai was not there, he took out the scroll in the book basket and showed it to the old man Song who was sitting in the hall.

"Master, look at it, I got the first in the high school entrance examination."

Song Hong smiled modestly, but it was obvious that he made a special trip to show off.

When Old Man Song saw it, he immediately smiled.

Sure enough, the eldest grandson is promising, and the last placement test should have been abnormal.

It doesn't matter, the school has the opportunity to reassign classes at the end of each year.

"Brother Hong, you can read this article out to a few younger brothers."

Old Man Song was also kind and wanted the other grandchildren to learn more, but Song Hong glanced at Song Tian who was standing by the door and said with a smile: "Master, tomorrow, the meal is ready." ”

"Yes, old man, you came back from walking, let Brother Hong rest first."

The Hong family on the side hurriedly accosted him, got up and was about to go to the stove room to serve noodles, and Chang, who was watching the excitement under the eaves, pulled Ah Xiu and hurriedly went first.

The two went to the stove room, and the noodles were already in the bowl.

"Where is the third family, where is the second room?"

Wang picked the noodles, and he knew very well in his heart, and pointed to the three bowls on the side of the stove and gave them to her.

"There's an egg on the very edge."

The two of them whispered, Chang nodded, and took the middle one to Ah Xiu, and the other two belonged to her and her son.

Hong entered the stove room from the ear door, and met the second mother-in-law and daughter-in-law walking by with bowls.

"Third daughter-in-law, you are not wrong about the eggs fried for Brother Hong!"

Hong is not at ease, so he is afraid of going into other people's mouths.

"Mother, what about that, I left it alone, on the cupboard."

Wang smiled, and took a bowl of noodles to his son sitting on a small stick.

Song Kang was already hungry, so he turned out the eggs at the bottom, but he didn't eat the first bite himself, but fed it to his sister sitting next to him.

When Hong looked at it, he was heartbroken.

Brother Hong doesn't eat well in the town, doesn't live well, and it takes a lot of brains to study, so it's natural to eat an egg, why doesn't the mother-in-law in the third room know how to be thrifty.

If it was before, she would have said it, but now that the family is separated, she can only swallow words in her stomach.

Song Hong had already eaten a meal in the town, but after walking such a long way, he said that he was hungry or not, and if it was the gruel and multigrain cakes on weekdays, he would definitely forget it, but the noodles and eggs, he did not refuse and ate another bowl.

The eggs fried in lard were yellow and crystalline, and Song Hong turned it out and was about to send it to his mouth, when he saw that there was only white noodles in the bowl between Old Man Song and Hong's, he pushed the bowl to the middle with a smile.

"Master, you can eat this egg."

Old Man Song, who could eat him, waved his hand and said, "It's rare to come back, you eat, you eat." ”

Song Hong smiled, turned his head and gave it to the Hong family again.

"Milk, you eat, I think you seem to have lost weight."

Song Hong's words made Hong almost burst into tears.

"Brother Hong, you eat. You spend your brain on reading, what do you do with milk, you can have noodles. ”

Hong's was moved, and quickly pushed Song Hong's bowl back, and said to the old man Song next to him: "Old man, do you see it?" It is clear who is the most filial in this family, and it is not in vain. ”

"Eat, what are you talking about?"

Old Man Song was also pleased, but when he saw Song Ming sitting opposite, his old face stiffened, and he suddenly felt that all this was too much.

Left and right are his grandsons, not to mention those who are not in the hall, Song Ming's child is not also studying, he doesn't have eggs to eat, the whole person is stuffy on the table to eat noodles, everyone's eyes are on Brother Hong, as if they can't see him, I feel a little pitiful.

"Eldest daughter-in-law, go get another egg and get one for Brother Ming."

The second grandson, who didn't like to talk in the first place, seemed to be getting more and more bored tonight, and Old Man Song blamed himself and asked Zhou to get another egg.

Zhou was looking at his eldest son with a smile, how could he manage so much, and he smiled without looking at his younger son: "Brother Ming, what kind of eggs do you eat, you can have this fine grain." ”

"yes, the eggs still have to be kept and sold for money."

Hong's doesn't take it seriously, although Brother Ming is also studying, but it's a private school, it's different.

In the past, the Hong family took care of the eccentricity of the other two rooms and would converge, but now that the family is divided, the old couple follows the big house, and the whole family is not her grandson except for Song Hong.

Old Man Song frowned, and wanted to say a few words to her, but Song Ming, who was sitting opposite, had already finished eating, got up with a bowl and said, "Master, I've eaten well." ”

Song Ming's face was gloomy, and he quickly went to the stove room.

The stove room was empty, except for the oil lamp flickering in the corner.

Song Ming put the bowl down, and the tip of his nose could still smell a trace of the aroma of lard fried eggs.

Eight eggs had been fried in the stove before, and he saw them all, thinking that there was a glimmer of hope, but it was still a failure.

It's not the egg problem, it's Song Ming's heart.

"Second brother, I don't have either."

Song Qing, who had been at the door of the stove room, also brought in the empty bowl, don't ask her why she knew that Song Ming was thinking about eggs, because the second brother's expression was the same as hers, and he felt like he was about to cry.

The brother and sister glanced at each other, and there was a wry smile on the corner of their mouths.

On the west side, Chang and his two children were eating noodles in Hula.

Song Tian took out the two eggs at the bottom of the bowl, glanced at Ah Xiu and Chang's bowls, and saw that they all had them, so it was nothing.

After eating noodles, Ah Xiu took the bowls of the three people and washed them in the stove room, and saw that Wang was working with his little daughter on his back, so he helped her light the fire.

In the dead of night, Ah Xiu washed under the eaves in the dark light from the stove room, and after a while, there was a gentle footstep behind him.