What the hell is it to take your daughter out?

Sun Simiao wanted to beat people.

Fortunately, I didn't think much about it, who let the family be used as a leg by himself now.

Just like this, He Yiting went back with Sun Simiao on his back, and the previous unhappiness between the two was written off.

And He Haoxuan's matter is also done.

"Miaomiao, I'm leaving!"

Ye Qingyu stood next to the car with a small burden on his back and whispered to Sun Simiao.

Looking at the thin boy, Sun Simiao actually felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.

It's like a pig that you raise is about to fly away.

Ye Qingyu saw Sun Simiao's expression, and thought that she was as reluctant as herself, so she comforted:

"I'll write to you when I get back!"

Absentmindedly hummed.

"Don't forget me!"

Ye Qingyu only has one friend here, Sun Simiao, and the other children in the village are not close to him.

So when I left, I only saw Sun Simiao alone.

Sun Simiao was startled by the little boy's complaining tone, and then looked at him:

"No, remember to eat more in the future, see how scary you are thin!"

It doesn't matter if it's a pig or not, it's going to fly away, let's go!

Mrs. Ye is also very grateful to Sun Simiao, the little girl is a good person.

waited until the car left, and Sun Simiao realized that something was wrong.

"By the way, why don't you leave?"

He Yiting, who was beside him, didn't even get into the car.

He Yiting asked speechlessly:

"Didn't I say it just now, I'm going to live here until the New Year!"

Who did you talk to?

How did she not know?

Sun Simiao glanced around, and there was only herself at the door of the house.

"Let's go, go get the meat, your grandmother has said it several times."

Pull Sun Simiao to go to the wheat field, this point is estimated to be divided.

Sun Simiao reluctantly followed.

When I arrived at the place, there was indeed no miserable pig killing scene, but the sound of swallowing saliva around the big iron pot one by one.

Sure enough, they are all foodies.

This scene is really speechless.

The meat is divided according to the work of each family, and it is said that Sun Simiao and He Yiting are asked to come over to get the meat, but it is actually a pretense.

The meat had already been sent back by Sun Sirui, who was waiting here, and asked them to come over to eat the big pot of dishes.

The smell of meat in the air is so exciting that all the children are reluctant to leave.

Sun Simiao found a place to sit down, she was tired!

When Sun Xiaocao saw Sun Simiao coming back, she came over:

"Miaomiao, it's Peach Blossom's sister-in-law who is in charge today, she is very good at making pigs!"

I almost drooled as I spoke.

Since Sun Xiaocao was bought by Sun Simiao, and now lives with her grandmother, she is also a lot more cheerful.

He Yiting looked at the girl who was very different from his original impression and was still a little curious.

A child who thought it was going to get bad started to get better.

Let Sun Xiaocao keep an eye on a pot for herself, and when she wants to eat pig lung soup, she will turn her head sideways and say to He Yiting:

"Do you still think I was a Virgin seizure?"

The human heart is a very strange thing, its trajectory is not static, and any slight difference will make things go in a completely different direction.

And Sun Simiao's verification is this point.

I did have my own selfishness when I spent money, and I wanted to see if people's hearts could also get better.

Sun Xiaocao's experience is pitiful, but she can still be saved.

This is the reason why Sun Simiao made a move.

As for the idea of someone else's fixed mode, that's just an idea.

He Yiting rubbed Sun Simiao's head:

"It's good if you're happy!"

He doesn't have an opinion on this.

"How can it be done, this is the little daughter-in-law you bought back for 200 yuan!"

Sun Simiao thought of the two hundred yuan and teased.

He Yiting smiled helplessly:

"It's you who made the shot, and the money is also yours, and it has nothing to do with me!"

Little daughter-in-law or something, he doesn't want it.

If you want, there's only one possibility!

Suddenly, He Yiting was shocked by his own thoughts.

Suddenly stood up and said to Sun Simiao:

"It's not too early then, I'm going back to the barracks!"

And she ran away.

Even the village chief told him to stay and eat before leaving, but he didn't agree.

Sun Simiao also looked at the distant back suspiciously and asked Baoyu:

[You say, did he do something sorry for me?] 】

Baoyu formed a ball and said:

[Yes, yes! 】

It's better not to refute the little ancestor, the ghost knows what her brain circuits will think.

Sun Simiao snorted, the little thing is too honest now.

The sunset in the evening is very beautiful, coupled with the hot wheat field, it is a chic picture of farming.

Young and old are holding large bowls, standing or squatting, or walking back and forth.

Everyone had satisfaction on their faces.

There is a feeling of comfort and abundance.

Holding a large bowl of pork lung soup, Sun Simiao drank it very happily.

Compared with those fatty slices of stewed potatoes and radish, Sun Simiao is still rare in this bowl of pork lung soup.

It is said that pig water is a favorite thing for the ninth rate, but Sun Simiao loves this pig lung soup.

When I was in college in my last life, there was a small shop not far from the entrance of the university, and a large pot of pork lung soup would be cooked every day.

That was the most delicious thing in Sun Simiao's memory, because she was very poor, and she had to drink a bowl of pork lung soup to satisfy her hunger.

Although this bowl of pork lung soup does not have the taste of the boss in the shop, it carries a kind of memory for her.

"Miaomiao, is the pork lung really delicious?"

Sun Xiaocao's bowl was a big bowl of potatoes and radish slices, and she couldn't figure out why Sun Simiao loved to eat so much, but why did she want pork lung soup.

Nodding, Sun Simiao picked up a piece of pig lung with chopsticks.

Casting a little red color on the small hole in the pig's lungs in the sunset is very beautiful.

"This thing is better than pork liver!"

The pork liver is too hard, and the pig lungs can't be boiled or boiled badly!

"The point is that I like it!"

Peach Blossom's sister-in-law saw Sun Simiao's appearance, and added a big spoonful to her:

"Miaomiao likes it, then eat more, five pigs have made pig lung soup for all ages!"

The pig water is not divided, it is directly cleaned, and it is done directly, and some people in the province are worried about the uneven score.

Eat and drink enough, and the curtain is erected on the wheat field.

It's time for a movie.

Every year, a movie will be shown in the lunar month, and today is the projectionist who is invited by the New Year's pig to show the movie.

Even the cold north wind did not dampen the enthusiasm of the villagers.

As soon as the movie opened, it was full of people, chatting and watching the tunnel guerrilla warfare repeatedly.

When it's cold, go for a bowl of hot soup, and when you're sleepy, stomp your feet.

It's really comfortable to have a day like this.

Sun Simiao didn't hold back the sleepiness in the end, and went home to sleep not long after the movie started.

There are only ancestors and aunts and grandmothers in the family, and even their mothers are holding their stomachs to watch movies.

"Miaomiao, the ancestor asked you, what's the matter with that kid from the He family?"

After washing his face and wiping his feet in a daze, he saw the old ancestor open the thick door and come in.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he left such a sentence.

Yawn and say:

"It's nothing, it's just that he's always pestering me!"

With a loud bang, the frightened Sun Simiao shuddered, and her feet fell into the basin again, and she was instantly awakened by the already cold water.

"What's the matter, old ancestor!!"