Ming Cheng also breathed out from the second sister at this time, and then gave Lu Zhenjun a piece of meat: "Yes, yes, Dad, you have worked hard, let's eat!" Ignore this little conscienceless one! ”

Ming Hao's aggrieved face swept over the second sister and third brother, and finally looked at the eldest brother, Ming Xuan also disagreed: "Mom and Dad are not all for your good, Xiaobao, you still say this, it's really sad." ”

Ming Hao was a little panicked at this time: "No, no, I'm not...... Oh, that chickenpox will be better in July, but my mother still forced me to eat a month's clear soup with little water, not to mention chili, soy sauce and vinegar, and only a little salt...... It really doesn't smell at all...... And you can't stop eating. ”

His voice got lower and lower, and finally, he lowered his head: "Okay, I know, I just can't get used to it...... Sorry mom, I didn't mean to."

"Okay, okay, what's the matter?" Jiang Ruonan waved his hand, looking at the three eldest children on the upper line and the old and young who were already ashamed and eager to dig into the hole, and there was a helpless joke in his tone, "But I really have a question, Xiaobao, our family has eaten lightly in the past two months, and it is also fried, how can you say that the soup is not watery?" ”

Ming Hao was stunned for a moment, looked up at Jiang Ruonan, and then at Lu Zhenjun, and betrayed his father without hesitation: "Dad said it!" ”

"I—When did I say that? Lu Laosi, don't talk nonsense! Lu Zhenjun's eyes widened, and his face was righteous, "Minghao, you can't talk nonsense, when did your father and I complain?" You don't have a conscience, forget it, and drag your dad and me into the water, it's too unkind......"

"Hmph, I said no wonder I ran to the cafeteria when I had the opportunity, and I didn't come back for lunch, because I hated the clear soup and little water for a long time!" Jiang Ruonan looked at Lu Zhenjun's dodging eyes, what else didn't he understand?

gave him an elbow at the moment: "Don't be fierce Xiaobao, you still force children to lie when you are old, virtue!" ”

"Hehe, eat and eat......" was seen through, and Lu Zhenjun didn't pretend to do so, but he never took the initiative to admit it, and he beckoned everyone to eat with a smile.

Jiang Ruonan wouldn't really care about him at the dinner table, and smiled at the moment: "Okay, okay, don't you eat lightly for two months, and one by one it seems to be in prison, and I will abuse you like the cell boss?" Make this appearance one by one, forget about the small ones, and the old ones are still like this, it's really ...... Since you've endured it for so long, why don't you eat it quickly, why are you talking so much nonsense here? ”

"That's it, Mom is right, look at me." Mingcheng had something in his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, and he kept pinching things into his mouth.

Caifeng snorted when she looked at it: "You are the foodie that your mother said, I think if you are like Xiaobao, you don't eat spicy food for a month or two, and you will still be happy to hold the meat and gnaw it." ”

"Of course." Ming Cheng was not ashamed and nodded, "I'm not as picky as Xiaobao, and I pay off the soup and little water, but my mother said in the letter, after stewing so much soup, he can still grow thin, he must be a picky eater and not drink!" So, who is to blame for this? ”

That's why he has this kung fu, obviously he was still talking in his mouth, and he didn't stop holding chopsticks, while quickly clipping things into his mouth, Lu Zhenjun couldn't help frowning: "Talk well, or don't say it, eat well, look at you like this, I'm tired and panicked for you!" ”

"Okay, eat, everyone eats!"

For a while, there was less conversation at the dinner table, and everyone launched an attack on the delicious food on the table, and the stomachs that ate one by one were round, even Jiang Ruonan himself, and it was rare to eat once.

Alas, asking a person who has been accustomed to eating spicy food in his past life and this life to quit spicy food and eat lightly is really similar to going to prison.

Don't look at Jiang Ruonan's scolding of Lu Zhenjun, for herself, why is it not like that? It's just that I know that Xiaobao must have a light diet, so they can't eat fragrant and drink spicy food and then give children clear soup and little water, right? That's too inhumane.

Jiang Ruonan felt that he could be said to have sacrificed a lot, alas, it was not so easy to take the lead for the child.

A light diet for the first month is for chickenpox, and the next month, for this. And Jiang Ruonan heard that eating soy sauce and vinegar or something, it is easy to deepen the scar and leave color on the wound, although I don't know if there is a scientific basis, but well, it is definitely better not to leave a pox mark like this.

Jiang Ruonan's hard work everywhere can really be regarded as suffocating Lu Minghao. Although he is young, he loves spicy food and has the heaviest taste in the family, and he can't even put soy sauce and vinegar if he can't eat spicy, let alone other spices and condiments, so you can imagine how sad he has been in the past two months.

Jiang Ruonan is not much better, the first month was fine, taking care of Xiaobao with chickenpox, and in the second month, the doctors at the health station said that Xiaobao was basically cured, of course she had to go back to the cafeteria to work normally, it was really not a human life.

The food in the cafeteria is so rich, every day when I smell the smell, I saliva is a lot of swallowing in my stomach, I can see that I can't eat it, it's too painful! Because she has to go home and eat lightly with Xiaobao, this day is really not a human life.

Fortunately, by now, it's finally over.

The dishes on the last table were all eaten cleanly, and the stomachs of the whole family were round.

Only Lu Zhenjun was left to wash the dishes, after all, he often went to the cafeteria to eat, unlike Jiang Ruonan and Ming Hao's mother and son, who had been holding back for two months.

The next day, early in the morning, Jiang Ruonan began to wash and wash all kinds of things, and when the children came back, this large pile of things had to be cleaned up.

As for the four children who were still playing and rejoicing yesterday, they are all wilted on the desk today.

"Well, I knew that as soon as I got home, I would read my homework." Ming Cheng sat for almost a morning, and he couldn't help it anymore, seeing Jiang Ruonan working outside with the vegetable garden, he quickly stood up and stretched, "Alas, I haven't even gone out to play yet!" ”

"Still want to hang out?" Caifeng raised her head, "Look at what ghost drawing you wrote, my mother came in and saw it, be careful to give you two times." ”

"What do you mean by a ghost drawing? Do you understand, it's called cursive! Mingcheng put his homework book on the table, how to look at it and how he felt comfortable, "Look at this one-breath, do you understand?" This is called the atmosphere, this is called the pen walking dragon snake! It's called "

"Come on, I think you can learn a few idioms, don't rush to me to show off, I listen to the sour teeth!" Caifeng opened his notebook, "I care about your cursive writing, I heard Teacher Zhang say so much, if you don't learn it, you can learn this." ”

The teacher Zhang he is talking about is Zhang Qingxue who lives in the cowshed of Lotus Village. Oh no, so a few years have passed, the cowshed has long been abandoned, just built two houses next to it, this is also the Lotus Village is relatively peaceful in recent years, since the group of educated youths came, no educated youths have been sent to the countryside in recent years, therefore, although the village is still remote and poor, but the atmosphere in the village is still very peaceful, even when the outside is chaotic, there is no chaos here.

It was Zhang Qingxue, Fu Mingda and Old Man Zhao, who sent them here to seem to have forgotten them.

Think about it, not to mention that Lotus Village was originally a poor and remote country, as far as the current environment is concerned, there is basically no good end for such a black/five/class of rural labor reform, not only to work, but also to face endless criticism/fighting, suffering from mental and physical/physical double torture, even if they are not exhausted, there are many who can't stand suicide.

In addition, Old Man Zhao's hand was abolished early on, even if he could survive it, he would be a waste person who couldn't shoot in the future, and those people naturally wouldn't care about it.

However, this also makes Lotus Village very peaceful in recent years, only these four people live in the "cowshed", and because of the good relationship with the Jiang family, life is not bad.

Zhang Qingxue and Fu Mingda have always been quite open-minded, except for sometimes thinking about their daughter who has no news, most of the time they are amiable.

This time, Mingxuan and the others went over, and naturally they also had some dealings with them, after all, not to mention them, even many children in the village, now they will also come to listen to the two teachers tell stories when they are free.

Mingxuan also likes to go when he has time, especially Caifeng, who calls "Teacher Zhang" with everyone. What regular script and cursive script are also mentioned by Zhang Qingxue to tell them historical stories and historical figures, but it was used like this by Ming Cheng at this time.

He was not ashamed of being partial, and was still complacent: "What does it mean not to learn well? Second sister, let me tell you, I will continue to practice like this in the future, you look at this elegant, all in one go, one day you can practice into a family! ”

"It's just you, pull it down!" Caifeng didn't raise her head at all, doing arithmetic problems, and talking to Ming Cheng with two minds, "That's cursive, it's an artistic treasure, you're a ghost drawing, who recognizes!" Ugly! ”

"I'll see, I'll see." Ming Hao was the youngest, and he listened all the time, and at this time he also joined in the fun.

"Second sister, look at you, you don't know how to appreciate!" Ming Cheng said and took back the notebook, and handed it to Ming Hao, "Come on, come on, little brother, take a look, you three of you and I have this strength, maybe I can be a calligrapher in the future." ”

"Really?" Ming Hao became more and more serious, but after a few glances, the more he looked at it, the more confused he became, "Third brother, what are you, what are you writing here?" ”

"Hahahaha!" Caifeng burst into laughter.

"Lu Mingcheng I said that you wrote the ghost painting symbol, look at it, it is so simple and three words, what kind of pen is written for you, and I am embarrassed to say that I am a calligrapher, and my face is really thicker than the city wall!"

Even Ming Xuan couldn't help but smile: "Ming Cheng, you write well." Stop scribbling, and my mother will see that there is no good fruit to eat later. ”

"How am I scribbling?" Mingcheng's eyes widened and snatched the notebook back, "I'll tell you, but whatever you want, others can't understand it, you know?" If everyone can understand it at a glance, then it's boring! ”

Although he has never seen a real famous cursive script, he has obviously understood the true meaning of art in the eyes of ordinary people.

He looked at Ming Xuan with a look of "you don't understand the realm of my brother" on his last face, and said helplessly: "Alas, forget it, big brother, you are so old-fashioned and decent, you don't know what art is!" ”

Jiang Ruonan came in and heard this sentence: "What art?" Mingcheng, you know all about art? ”

"Mom, Mom, come and see, this is his art!" Caifeng's tone was cheerful, and she simply snatched Mingcheng's book and handed it to Jiang Ruonan.

Jiang Ruonan wiped his hands, thinking that this kid had drawn something like that, and planned to take it and look at it slowly, but only at a glance, he saw the ghost painting charm of the "elegant" stroke, and couldn't help but have a black line: "Lu Laosan, this is your art?" ”

"This ......" Although Ming Cheng looked complacent in front of his brothers and sisters, in fact, didn't he know how many catties and taels he had? When I saw my mother's face, I immediately opened my mouth to rescue, "No, my mother ......"

"It's not, Mom, Ming Cheng also said that he will be the calligrapher in the future, this is the cursive script he wrote!" Caifeng unceremoniously exposed him short.

Jiang Ruonan saw it, was silent for a while, and in Ming Cheng's anxious waiting, she slowly spoke: "Future calligrapher, I think, you have to add a few more articles in the afternoon, if you write well, if you don't write well, you are not allowed to eat meat at night." ”

Obviously, I still wanted to be coquettish, but when I saw Jiang Ruonan's heavy face, I immediately felt obedient: "Good mother." ”

The head can be broken, the blood can flow, the hairstyle can be messy, only eat meat, and it can never be broken!

Seeing his wilting appearance, thinking that a few babies have been doing it for almost a morning, it's not good to be too loose for a while and too tight for a while, Jiang Ruonan thought about it and said: "Okay, it's going to be cooked at noon, you guys one by one, come to the whole dish, I'll get you a fresh dish today." ”

"Really?" When Ming Cheng heard this, his wilting head instantly stood up again, "Mom, what are you eating?" I'll help you light the fire. ”

"That's all you know about fire!" Jiang Ruonan glanced at him, "You still can't put this book in your hand, what's the matter, you still want to take it to the kitchen to start a fire?" ”

"No, no!"

Several children rushed to the kitchen, and Jiang Ruonan took out the peach gum that had been soaked a long time ago: "Come on, come, I'll teach you, break them one by one and wash them, and the impurities on them must be picked out." ”

"Huh, slippery? What is this? Ming Cheng looked at it curiously for a while, and reached out to touch it.

"It looks familiar." Caifeng also stretched out her head, "What is this?" Why do you still want to soak? ”

Ming Hao smiled and deliberately didn't speak, wanting to see what his brother and sister couldn't guess.

Still Ming Xuan picked it up and asked, and insisted on it: "Peach tree oil!" Then he wondered, "Mom, can you eat peach tree oil?" ”

"Peach tree oil?" Caifeng was surprised and opened her eyes wide, "It's the one on the peach tree, that clump of slimy things?" Ah, can you eat it? ”

"Of course you can eat it!" Jiang Ruonan smiled mysteriously, "You wash it as I just said, and let you taste it fresh at noon." ”

Several children listened to her words, and they were also very interested, after all, they usually avoid peach tree oil, they usually see it, it is very uncomfortable, and they are afraid of stains on their clothes.

But they absolutely believe in Jiang Ruonan, after all, over the years, Jiang Ruonan's good food has never disappointed them.

Several children worked together to wash these peach gums, well, this should be the official name, peach gum, and then watched Jiang Ruonan make it into a novel and delicious peach fat roast pork.

"What about this, the better name is peach fat roast pork, you see, ruddy, peach fat and meat are mixed together, if you don't look carefully, you can't tell the difference, right? Your dad will be back later, so let's not tell him what it is, let him guess!" ”