Jiang Xiaochi is most willing to talk about Boss Song, that is the meat of Song Lao's mouth, anyone can have a reputation, but it is not okay to stink her boss.

Aunt Song stopped crying: "Ahem, that, what, the girl just said that she is innocent?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi nodded helplessly.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment, Aunt Song smiled, feeling that she was not very successful, and finally was amused by her own funny.

Jiang Xiaochi was sad for herself, how could a modern woman have to suffer such humiliation.

At this time, Jiang Xiaochi listened to a commotion from his hens, and then Jiang Xiaochi smelled a fox smell.

Jiang Xiaochi didn't have to guess to know, it must be Lao Hu listening to the root of the wall, and then two chickens before leaving.

Song Lao Er reacted that something came to the chicken coop, and in an instant, he was full of blood and blood, and rushed out with a stick, Jiang Xiaochi felt that Song Lao Er's whole face was green.

"In broad daylight, it dare!" Song Lao Er roared and went out, how could he look like a scholar, Jiang Xiaochi felt that Song Lao Er was admitted to the university, and the big guy joined forces to bluff himself.

Too lazy to worry about Lao Hu, Jiang Xiaochi focused on his marriage again.

"It's okay to get married, where will I live with my second child in the future, there are so many people in the family, why don't I wait for the second child and me to find Uncle Jiang to approve a piece of land, and we will also build four buildings?"

The house is a big deal, and if you don't have a house, you can't let her sleep with the second child.

Jiang Xiaotang, who had been helping in the kitchen, said timidly: "Sister, you and my second brother are married, and I can live in the barrier." ”

Jiang Lanying: "That's right! Xiaotang Zhu Daozha, learning is not afraid of delays. In the future, I will move to the east house to live with the old ladies, and the west house will be vacated for you two. ”

At this time, Jiang Xiaochi was a little moved in his heart: "How cold is the barrier, it is not suitable for girls." ”

Jiang Lanying: "I'll ask the second child to build a circle of kang for Xiaotang, girl, you can rest assured, why can't you let Xiaotang freeze." ”

If a plan doesn't work, Jiang Xiaochi thinks about it and sees what else there is to maneuver.

Jiang Xiaochi stretched out his hand to take the Yang Huang calendar in Huang Yufen's hand: "Big milk, show me, why don't you have a good life next year, is my life's event so urgent?" ”

Huang Yufen: "Next year, the second child will be born in the year, and the husband and wife will not be married for long." ”

Jiang Xiaochi was speechless: "That's all feudal superstition. ”

Mrs. Zhang: "Next year is the spring of the first year, the 'dumb year' and the 'widow's year', and the husband dies when she gets married in the spring of the first year." It's not a superstitious thing, do you want the second child to have three long and two short, or are you willing to be a widow and widow! ”

Good guy, Mrs. Zhang's words were the most ruthless, and she directly sealed Jiang Xiaochi's concerns.

This also makes Jiang Xiaochi say that no matter whether he believes it or not, he has to be taboo.

Mrs. Zhang: "Chi'er, don't you have any opinions this time?" ”

Jiang Xiaochi nodded bitterly: "Okay!" No opinion, I listen to the milk and big arrangement. But I'll get married once......"

Jiang Xiaochi didn't want to say anything further, so he completely admitted it.

There is a shortage of materials, and it is estimated that it is not possible to make a big move. It seems that only the golden wedding and silver wedding can be extravagant and wasteful.

Mrs. Zhang and Huang Yunfen nodded with satisfaction.

The kitchen was fragrant with food, and Jiang Xiaochi's stomach immediately screamed twice.

Mrs. Zhang: "Xiaotang, is the meal good, go to the backyard to find your father when the meal is ready, you have to tell your in-laws first about such a big matter." ”

Aunt Song originally wanted Jiang Xiaochi to invite her to weigh her mother-in-law's weight, but she wanted to open her mouth and close her mouth.

There were many people, and Jiang Lanying set up two small dining tables on the kang. Song Lao took a turn in the second courtyard, and there was no gain at all, so he was busy helping to take the bowl and chopsticks, and he was as diligent as a little daughter-in-law.

Aunt Song is so angry, I have never seen such a useless kid, and this kid still came out of her belly.

Song Lao Er knew about Jiang Xiaochi's nod, and he was in a very good mood. Not to mention anything else, Jiang Xiaochi only agreed because next year is the Year of the Widow, what does this mean, it shows that the girl has herself in her heart.

While setting the table, he hummed "Back to His Mother's Home", as if he was a little daughter-in-law.

After a while, Jiang Xiaotang invited Song Laozhuan over.

As the future father-in-law, Jiang Xiaochi politely stepped forward to greet him.

Song Laoxuan raised his eyelids and glanced at Jiang Xiaochi, and his originally tense face was full of smiles in an instant: "The girl is back!" Not to mention, the eighteenth year of the female college has changed, this appearance has changed well, and it is becoming more and more like Dalin when he was a child. ”

Jiang Xiaochi knew that this boast was based on money and the Huang family.

Otherwise, if he asked Hanako to go back to Sweetwater Village, it would definitely be another scene.

Song Lao's politeness on the surface still made Song Lao Er feel a lot more comfortable.

Although his father is more snobbish than his mother, he will still be thoughtful about face-saving matters. But the other thing is that maybe it's better to do things.

But no matter what you say, after Song Lao came in, the atmosphere in the room was indeed a lot more relaxed.

There are two tables, one table for Mrs. Zhang, Huang Yuying, Song Lao Er, Huang Dahe and Song Lao Xuan, and the other table is for the rest of the female dependents.

The rules of rural people are that men and women can't eat at the table, and women have to eat men's leftovers. Song Lao Xuan saw that he was preparing two tables of the same meal, and he didn't say anything, but he still felt that he was being belittled.

Jiang Lanying has traveled south and north in recent years and learned a lot of foreign dishes. The days are good, not only are there vegetables and meat on the table, but Jiang Xiaochi found that the dishes are also much finer.

The main course is stewed chicken, selected from an authentic rooster stewed with hazel mushrooms. At this time, the hazelnut mushrooms are all wild, and the kind of thin stem and small umbrella set off the deliciousness of the chicken even more delicious.

This chicken was stewed by Aunt Song, because it was not her own oil, and there was a thick layer of oil floating on the whole dish. Jiang Xiaochi had the heart to drink the soup and taste the umami, but the oil was too thick, and he couldn't see who the clear soup was after a few spoonfuls, so he simply grabbed a piece of chicken neck and put it in his mouth to gnaw.

The gourd strips are simmered slowly on the stove with sliced beef ribs, and each gourd strip is soaked in full gravy.

The family is now living well, and they have long switched to eating fine grains, but Mrs. Zhang recalls the feeling of coarse grains, Jiang Lanying always likes to add some coarse grains to cook together when cooking, and make a pot of authentic multigrain rice. In the words of Mrs. Zhang: "Good rice, no dish is worthy of any dish is also authentic food." ”

The pickled cotyledon leaves are moderately salty and sweet, and the aroma of the leaves themselves is more intense by fermentation. Don't look at the dark green and black leaves, pickles conquer people's appetites, relying never on appearance, but the moment when the hot rice is sent to the mouth, the plain rice has a long aftertaste under its support.

There are not only pickled vegetables on the table, but also cucumbers and eggs and fried leeks, all of which are produced in the greenhouse at home. Eating the vegetables in the greenhouse, Jiang Xiaochi's whole person became excited.

Song Lao Er was proud: "Originally, I wanted to stew beans with pork belly, but there are a lot of stews today, and my aunt said to make it again tomorrow." ”

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