Your dad? ”

Song San grasped this point, looked at Jiang Xi with a pair of big eyes, and asked:

"Where did your dad go, why didn't he come back?"

The little boy thought to himself, could it be that Jiangxi's father was also abducted? Recently, the abduction and trafficking incident has developed to such a point.

It seems that he should indeed check it out.

"Where else can he go, he left home last year and said that he was going to participate in the imperial examination, but he has not come back until now." As he spoke, Jiang Xi glanced at him and pointed to the sour plum soup in his hand, "Hurry up and taste it, do you see that it tastes good?" ”

Compared with the fact that Jiang Xiucai never came back, Jiang Xi was obviously more excited about the taste of sour plum soup.

Anyway, even if Jiang Xiucai appeared in front of her now, she wouldn't recognize who he was.

Song San was slightly stunned when he saw her like this.

I was unhappy just now, but now I became excited for this black bowl of things.

By the way, this thing can't be poisonous, right?

He picked up the bowl and put it down again.

"It's a little hot, let's let it dry first."

Jiang Xi saw the bowl he placed next to him, and pouted, the rich boy in this city is really thin skin and tender meat, and he is even afraid of this bit of hotness.

Forget it, she tastes it herself!

Jiang Xi walked to the stove again and scooped a bowl with a spoon.

I took two puffs, then carefully drank the next one.

She didn't notice that when she took her mouth, a trace of apology flashed in Song San's eyes next to her.

He thought about it again just now.

It's just that he was born in a big family like the Song family, and he had to develop such a temperament since he was a child, and once he lost his caution, he couldn't say that he would become the same as his second brother.

With a narrowing of his eyes, Song San picked up the bowl next to him and took a sip.

The moment you enter the sour plum soup, the taste on the tip of your tongue goes straight to the bottom of your heart.

Sweet and sour, these four words feel like they were specially designed for this kind of black thing.

In Song San's house, there are several cooks, who eat and drink in different designs every day, but none of them can match the kind of drink he is drinking now.

"This thing tastes good!"

He sighed, and when he put down the bowl, he realized that Jiang Xi had been staring at him for a long time.

Jiangxi's little nose wrinkled.

"Just now, you said it was hot, why do you want to drink it again now, duplicity."

After speaking, she filled three more bowls of sour plum soup and shouted to Song San: "Don't sit there, go, these two bowls will be sent to my grandfather and grandmother." Come out when you're done, and I'll take you to my cellar later." ”

I don't know if it's because just now, Song San came over to help her light the fire and help her wash the dishes, Jiang Xi now doesn't have the same dislike for him as before in addition to thinking that he is a bit of a knife mouth.

Even the cellar and other places, she was willing to take him to see them.

It's a treasure trove for her family now.

"You're so lazy to send something." Song San was complaining in his mouth, but his feet moved.

If the girls who served him in the Song family knew, they would probably cover their mouths and look at Jiangxi with a look of surprise.

What kind of method did she use to turn the third young master, who was the most difficult in their family, into a person who was willing to run errands for her.

Song San pushed open the door and entered, and the two of them were sitting on the edge of the bed, whispering something.

"Knock Knock"

He knocked on the door, and the attention of the two old men immediately focused.

"The little girl cooked soup, let me bring it to you."

He walked through the door, and it was very different from what he had expected.

There is no musty smell as expected, just a faint medicinal smell.

Jiang Xi said that she had a bad breast and was still drinking medicine some time ago.

Although the house is small and the door is a little dilapidated, the things inside are neatly packed, and it can be seen that the family loves to be clean.

This made Song San very comfortable.

If he came out of the house and ran to a dirty house, it is estimated that he would be able to run back immediately because of his cleanliness habits. I'm not afraid that I'll be caught by those people again.

The old man took two bowls of sour plum soup, exchanged a few words with him, and said that he shouldn't let him come over to deliver it, because they spoiled Jiangxi.

He also said that he would take him to the town tomorrow to find his family.

Song San casually lied and withdrew from the house.

is still sitting in the courtyard, holding the bowl of sour plum soup in his hand and drinking it slowly. Song San found that after this thing was cold, the taste seemed to be even more wonderful.

It would be nice to add some ice.

Unfortunately, in this wilderness, there is no possibility of ice in the summer.

Looking for family in town? Song San hesitated.

When he came over in the afternoon, he did use the excuse of getting lost and his family getting lost.

Tonight, staying here, he is still a little reluctant.

Jiang Xi walked out of the Li family's house, saw the long figure stretched in the moonlight, took a stool, and sat next to him.

"Everyone drinks to the moon, but you drink sour plum soup to the moon. What's wrong, are you thinking about your family? ”

She propped her head in one hand and tilted her head to look at him.

Not to mention, in the moonlight, this Song San's skin is really good.

At least, she had never seen such a good-looking child in her previous life.

Song Sanyi frowned, "Don't look at me with that kind of look." ”

"Oh." Retracting his gaze, Jiang Xi also took a sip of sour plum soup.

The taste is really amazing.

It seems that she wants to use this to sell for money, which is really a feasible thing.

"You just said that this thing is called sour plum soup?" After a while, perhaps because he felt that it was too cold, Song San took the initiative to find a topic.

Jiang Xi didn't speak, just gave him a look, and then continued to drink the soup.

The night gradually deepened.

In the surroundings, even the sound of birds is reduced, and the chirping of cicadas has disappeared without a trace.

In the village, no lights were on, and Jiangxi yawned, as if it was time to sleep.

"Hey, where do you want to sleep tonight?"

After asking, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have forgotten something.

In my mind, I couldn't remember it for a while.

She touched her head, what the hell was going on? Just now, it seems that I just told Song San, why did I forget it.

Song San glanced at the two rooms, raised his eyes and said, "Where can I sleep?" ”

It seems that there is indeed no place for him to sleep.

There are two rooms, each with a bed, and the grandparents naturally can't let him sleep, so they can't let him sleep in their own bed.

"You wait and come in later!"

Jiang Xi quickly ran into the Li family's room, and then pulled out a somewhat torn quilt from a large wooden box.

"Mother, can this thing be used?"

After asking, without waiting for Li to answer, she spread it directly on the floor in the room.

"Mother, let's let him stay here for one night first, and we can't let the family sleep on the bare ground."

She ran out again in a hurry and called Song San in.

It wasn't until Song San fell asleep on the shabby quilt that Li knew that Jiang Xi was making this thing for this little guest.

"Xi'er, is it appropriate for you to let the family sleep underneath?"

Li glanced at the little boy on the ground, with a piece of clothing and a thin blanket. In my heart, I was a little reluctant to go.

Seeing that Li was about to get up, Jiang Xi hurriedly grabbed her, and by the way, blew out the candle in front of the bed.

"Why is it not appropriate, he came to my house, and he doesn't necessarily want us to make a bed for him. Mother, don't worry about it, go to bed first, just this weather, it can still be cold to him. ”

"You kid, people must have never suffered this ......"

On the bed, the voices of Li and Jiangxi came intermittently.

A smile appeared on the corner of Song San's mouth, the relationship between Jiangxi and their family was really good. He pulled the blanket off his body and closed his eyes, tiredness hit.

After breakfast the next day, Jiang Xi used the leftover jar before to fill a jar full of sour plum soup, held it carefully with both hands, said goodbye to his family with Song San, and began to set off towards the town.

"This thing can be sold for a few bucks, you are tired of yourself."

Song San snorted disdainfully and stretched out his hand, "Girls, don't be so reckless, bring it, I'll help you hug it." ”

Thirty pounds of jar, I don't know how she can hold such a small head.

Moreover, this is still the way down the mountain, and it is not smooth at all.

Jiang Xi pouted, but did not refuse Song San's kindness.

Someone is willing to help, and she can't wait for it.

Song San took it and his hands sank, this thing is really not ordinarily heavy.

If it weren't for the fact that when he was at home, he often practiced martial arts, but he was afraid that he would have a hard time holding this thing.

I've been walking for more than half an hour, and although the mountain road is gradually smoothing out, there is still no end in sight.

It's as if this mountain road is gone.

"How far is your house from town?"

"It's not far, it's ...... Two hours. ”

"Hiss......"

Song San gasped.

On such a sultry day, holding the 30-pound jar, I have to walk for two hours.

Putting the jar on the ground, "Let's rest for a while." ”

Underneath, there are mountain weeds, and the breeze occasionally blows across your face.

Beside it, there is a jar with the smell of sour plums.

Jiang Xi and Song San glanced at each other, and suddenly, both of them laughed.

"Oh, here you go, wipe your face."

It is a handkerchief, on which is embroidered with a small goldfish, if you look closely, you can find that the body of this little goldfish is a little wrong.

It's crooked.

Song San glanced at Jiang Xi and seemed to think for a while, then he took the handkerchief and wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead.

"I mean, you can't embroider this thing, right?"

Jiang Xi's eyes immediately widened, and he snatched the handkerchief from his hand.

"You care about me!"

When he turned around, a blush appeared on his face.

This, but the first thing she embroidered, if it wasn't for Li's force, she would definitely not want to get it.

The goldfish is the easiest, but it was embroidered crookedly by her.

When Li saw this thing, he only said one sentence: "It seems that you, like your mother, are not good at making these things, so forget it, do other jobs the same." ”

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