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As soon as Su Lianjin carried the last bamboo home, he shouted to Gu Ruohan and Li Zijing in the stove room: "Father, mother, is the meal good, my stomach is hungry!" ”

Gu Ruohan, who was putting the rice in the pot, ignored Su Lianjin.

It was Li Zijing, who walked to the door of the stove room and smiled at Su Lianjin in the courtyard: "The dish is ready, the rice is also in the pot, it will be fine soon, you eat some peanuts, didn't you fry peanuts yesterday, put them in the hall, you go and get them yourself." ”

Su Lianjin immediately ran to the hall and grabbed a large handful of peanuts, and when he came out of the hall, he asked Mu Jinghong, who was washing his hands by the well in the yard, if he ate it, seeing that Mu Jinghong ignored him, that is, he didn't eat it, so he just sat on the steps, peeling peanuts and eating them alone, and he was talking to Li Zijing's mother while eating.

Talking about Gu Ruohan really making a bamboo rat, Su Lianjin's first reaction was: "Mother, don't force me to eat, I won't eat it if I am killed, that thing is too disgusting!" ”

Su Lianjin's expression was too exaggerated, and Li Zijing only felt funny.

Let's not say that this bamboo rat is really delicious, but if it is really a mouse, she has also eaten it in modern times. Or raw rat meat. When she thought of this, she thought of her life in the modern wilderness survival training, which was really dangerous and hard.

Since entering the army, there are very few holidays, either out of the task or training, the body is particularly well exercised, which is like now, she is pregnant, not to mention high-intensity training, even she rarely does work, the body is definitely not as good as before, and when the child is born, she must exercise well.

A litter of bamboo rats, but only made two plates, a plate of garlic roasted bamboo rats, and a plate of braised bamboo rats, and as soon as these two plates of bamboo rat meat were served, even if they smelled fragrant, but when they thought that this was rat meat, Su Lianjin only felt sick to his stomach, and he didn't put down his chopsticks at all.

Mu Jinghong also felt sick to her stomach and didn't put down the chopsticks, but she was not as obvious as Su Lianjin.

However, Li Zijing thought it was very delicious, and gave Gu Ruohan a lot.

The bamboo rat meat is firm and chewy, and there is a faint fragrance of bamboo, although Gu Ruohan didn't think it was particularly delicious like Li Zijing, but he also felt that the taste was okay.

Su Lianjin saw his father and mother eating rat meat in front of him like this, and while feeling disgusted, he looked at his father and mother like a devil.

Mu Jinghong seemed to understand a little, why Gu Ruohan and Li Zijing's lives were so much better than her and Su Lianjin.

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After lunch and a lunch break, Gu Ruohan began to make a bamboo bed with bamboo, and it took four days to make a bamboo bed.

Su Lianjin followed to learn, because his hands were not as skilled as Gu Ruohan, it took him eight days to make a bamboo bed, and then, he moved the bamboo bed to Mu Jinghong's room and gave Mu Jinghong a sleep. And he didn't bother to do it himself, so he spent money to go directly to Li Quanxi to make one for him.

Li Zijing and Gu Ruohan planted four trees next to the yard when they hit their fence yard, all of them have been planted for more than a year, these four trees grow very tall and lush, every time the sun comes out, there is a large shade under the tree, just on June 11, the weather is a little hot, Gu Ruohan moved the bamboo bed to the bottom of the tree to enjoy the shade.

Li Zijing had a big belly and sat very uncomfortable, so she lay on the bamboo bed, and Gu Ruohan sat on the bamboo bed.

It's just that the sun is a little strong, and the wind is quite cool, especially under the shade of this tree, Li Zijing and Gu Ruohan who are blown by the wind are very comfortable.

It also makes them feel that their lives are particularly calm and beautiful.