Here, Tao Sixi hurriedly and cheerfully went to the Westinghouse to pack up the bed and prepare for tomorrow.

Tao Dalan returned to the stove room and continued to cook dinner.

When it was dark outside, a soybean oil lamp was lit on the table in the hall.

Tao Sixi called Da Ping back into the house and told him to wash his hands and prepare for dinner.

Tao Dalan and Tao Eryun brought the dishes to the table, and the dishes at night were more sumptuous than those at noon.

There are not only a few fried vegetables that can't be shaken, but also a bowl of fried screw meat with garlic sprouts.

The screw meat is the one that Tao Dalan grabbed when she bought fish, although her palm is not too big, and she can't catch much snail meat, but it can be fried with garlic seedlings, and this garlic seedling has become different.

In the middle bowl is a bowl of green cabbage and kidney flower soup.

Fan brought a bowl of kidney flower soup to the east house for Tao Wangsheng to drink, and the rest on the table was left for the children to replenish their bodies.

The three sisters put down the chopsticks together, but they all picked out the waist flowers inside and put them in the bowl of their younger brother Daping.

Tao Dalan: "You spend your brains studying and eat more meat to become smarter." ”

Tao Eryun: "Grow tall and tall, and your body is strong and strong." ”

Tao Sixi: "My words have been said by the two sisters, hehe, eat while it's hot." ”

Da Ping looked at the waist flower on his bowl, and then looked at the three sisters in front of him, the little man who never liked to cry had sour eyes, and tears almost fell out.

He warned himself in his heart that he must study hard, he must grow up quickly, and he will grow into a big man to protect his three sisters!

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Daping has never been a selfish child, although he knows that he is the only boy in the family, his father and mother and three sisters all spoil him, and he is the first to eat anything.

But Da Ping never eats alone, so the waist flowers in the next bowl, Da Ping insisted on sharing them with his sisters.

If the sisters didn't eat it, he was angry and didn't eat it, so the three sisters had to put the waist flower into their mouths, and everyone enjoyed the pleasure of the food together.

For this night's dinner, the Tao family's big house was unusually satisfied.

After eating and drinking, the family went back to the house to rest, and the three sisters had oil and water in their stomachs, and they fell asleep comfortably immediately when they lay on the bed.

All three have their own good dreams.

One is to fall asleep in anticipation of the imminent arrival of Yang Damao tomorrow.

One is to fall asleep in reminiscing about the beauty of today's Xiaoyang Village peers.

The other is to sleep in the idea of imagining the bright future of himself and Gu Er, as well as the arrival of Ga Po, how to take care of her, and honor her.

All nights are good dreams, and all dreams are sweet.

At the same time, in the old house of the Tao family at the other end of the village, Tao Laohan and Ma had no intention of sleeping.

After Tao Laohan washed his feet, he didn't care about pouring the water for washing his feet, and he didn't care about putting on his socks, anyway, he just sat on the stool with his bare feet and smoked dry cigarettes.

Ma washed his face at the washstand in the corner of the wall, wiped his neck, and cursed in his mouth, all night, without stopping.

"The two sons are all raised in vain, they are all white-eyed wolves, the second daughter-in-law has to hold a fart, and the daughter-in-law has to follow when she goes back to her parents' house, and she has no backbone."

"The boss was led by the nose by a few daughters, and the girls said what they said, and they didn't have any opinions."

"And Fan's honey-bellied sword, there is no less wind blowing on the pillow in front of the second child, so that our old single and us are getting less and less close, look, don't you just want to find them to pick some radish vegetables today, make a fuss, the basket is gone, that gang of people are broken-hearted, their conscience is eaten by dogs, I curse them ......"