"It's all laughing, big brother and sister-in-law, you're welcome, come to the table." Liu Chunhua saw that the dishes were all on the table, and hurriedly beckoned people to serve them, "Come on, come on, you sit here." ”

Liu Chunhua pointed to the top position, the custom here, the side facing the gate is commonly known as the top position, which is a position that can only be sat by the oldest or the most respected person with the highest status. Generally, children will be scolded for being uneducated.

Li Shuying shook her head when she saw it: "You sit, you sit, you sit, you should sit." ”

Lu Chengan and Song Weiguo were sitting and chatting in the courtyard, and when they heard the shout, they also walked in and washed their hands and served the table.

The two of them did the same, and in the end, Lu Chengan and Song Weiguo sat on the first courtesy, and the politeness finally stopped.

Because he can be regarded as a close person, he didn't set off any firecrackers, so he ate directly!

A few children couldn't help but climb onto the high stool. There were so many people that the four stools couldn't sit down, so Jiang Ruonan pulled out a high stool and put it in the corner of the table, so he could barely squeeze it down. In this way, it is also very lively.

But this kind of tall and angular Eight Immortals table is not so convenient in the end. Jiang Ruonan hung in the corner, very uncomfortable, and simply stood up to eat on the grounds of taking care of the child. Anyway, it's all my own family, and I won't say anything about whether there is anything wrong with it.

At this time, she really missed the big round table of the future generations! There are a lot of dishes and bowls, and it is convenient to sit down. They usually have few people, so it doesn't matter if they use that long table, as soon as a guest comes to this house, they can only put this tall and big table of eight immortals, which is really inconvenient.

Jiang Ruonan thought in her heart, anyway, when the Meng Mansion was relocated before, she thought about getting so many things back, and the movement of the home renovation was not small, if she could have the opportunity to make a big round table again, there would be nothing to exaggerate.

You don't know what she's thinking, the little dolls are eating with their mouths full of oil, and the adults are drinking wine and chatting one by one, probably because they like to drink medicinal wine at a certain age, and the women here can drink more or less, and on this occasion, of course, it is inevitable to drink a glass.

Liu Chunhua couldn't help but exclaim while eating: "Don't say it, if you are a man's craft, everything is delicious!" ”

She is really not a princess selling melons and boasting, and her words attracted the unanimous approval of the people at the table.

Even Song Ping'an, who was awkward and wanted to find a thorn in his heart, had to admit that the dishes made by Jiang Ruonan were really delicious.

Sanbao still had meat stuffed in his mouth, so he couldn't wait to speak: "Yes, yes, grandma is right, mom is delicious, it's delicious!" While turning his head to show to Lu Zhenjun, "Little uncle, let me tell you, we still have small dried fish, which is fried in oil, spicy and spicy, but delicious!" ”

"Really? Better than all the dishes on the table? Lu Zhenxing swallowed a mouthful of saliva, a little disbelieving.

"Huh?" Sanbao hesitated for a moment, looked at the ribs in the bowl, and shook his head, "No, it's different." Dried fish is a fragrant thing (snack)! It's a dish! He pointed to the vegetable bowl on the table.

The people at the table who were waiting for him to answer and were about to tease him all laughed.

"You still know what is fragrant and what is food!" Liu Chunhua smiled, teased Sanbao, and then looked at Jiang Ruonan again, "You are online?" Is it that kind of poke (a small fish)? ”

Jiang Ruonan said: "Well, it's a hemp barn pole, it's a little big, and it can only be fried and eaten." ”

"You're going to the net, huh? Where did you go to get it, it's hard to get it! Liu Chunhua shook her head when she heard that it was really a hemp barn. That kind of small fish, when they were in the countryside before, they didn't have no nets, and the biggest ones were the thickness of fingers, and it was very troublesome to clean up, and there was no meat.

"There is a big weir pond on the other side of the mountain, and the water is half dry when it is cold this day, so they release the water to clear the pond, and they all use nets to block it, and give a few cents, so we will take a bucket back." Jiang Ruonan replied, "It's nothing difficult to fix, feed for a few days, change the water a few times, clean your stomach, scoop it up and spice it, wrap it in starch, throw it into the pot and fry it, and fry the thorns and eat them together." ”

"It's delicious when you hear it." Liu Chunhua waved her hand, "You still have a heart." We just can't think of it. ”

Jiang Ruonan smiled, and said in his heart, it's not that he can't think of it, but he is reluctant to fry it with oil when he thinks of it! After all, if you want to fry this small dried fish to the most crispy and tender, the oil is absolutely indispensable. In this era, no one is as generous as she is for a snack. I don't know if Mother Lu will think she's a big deal?

"We've also eaten snail meat and roasted loaches!" Sanbao spoke actively, thinking about the taste, he chirped a few times, "It's delicious!" Really, little uncle, if you eat it, you will know how delicious it is! ”

"Then I really want to eat what you said!" Lu Zhenxing is still a child at heart, fortunately there is still delicious food on the table, otherwise the dry drooling will be even worse at this time.

Sanbao gulped down the meat: "Then you hurry up and eat, when the meal is eaten, let's go eat small dried fish!" ”

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After eating, Song Ping'an helped Jiang Ruonan finally clean up and get out of the kitchen, at this time, Lu's father, Lu's mother, and Song Weiguo and his wife had already made up a circle of long cards.

Playing long cards, if it is in the future generations, Jiang Ruonan can be said to be accustomed to being common, but now at this time, there are still long cards...... After Jiang Ruonan was shocked, it was over. Anyway, the storm outside is still far from them.

Life must be happy, and the most important thing is to have fun in time. Anyway, it's not that time, what's wrong with my family closing the door and playing a dozen long cards? At least 350 days out of 365 days a year are busy, and people are not happy to relax and relax during this family reunion?

Thinking about it like this, Jiang Ruonan closed the courtyard door and didn't care.

The atmosphere in the room was hot, and Jiang Ruonan rarely saw the always serious Song Tou'er with such a relaxed and happy appearance, and it turned out that everyone had their own little hobbies! She's a person who can't play solitaire mahjong, let alone long cards that look like they all look the same.

I didn't understand it, and I didn't want to read it, Jiang Ruonan simply took a needle and thread and sat on the steps to sew and mend it while there was a day. After all, in S Province, it is really not easy to have the sun in winter.

And Lu Zhenjun had eaten and helped pick up the bowl, and he had already taken Lu Zhenxing out.

What for? The little one is curious!

Even if you can't go to the training ground, how to arrange and build this camp, you have to observe and enjoy it, right? If you go back in the future, you can brag to others!

Isn't it just a long tail that drags it away?

Even the second sister couldn't help the atmosphere and ran away with Lu Zhenjun and the little uncle.

Because of this, Jiang Ruonan has this leisure, and he slowly does the work in his hands alone.

As for Xiaobao, it must be Liu Chunhua hugging, even playing long cards did not delay her grandson.

The house is full of joy, the sun above the head is warm, the vegetables in front of the house are verdant, the chickens and ducks behind the house are noisy, the present world is stable, and the years are quiet.