"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to leave you here, I'll send you back to White Needle Mountain at dawn, okay?" Song Enli was afraid that it would make the space bloody, so he only took a bag of air-dried beef and fed it to it.

The wolf likes to eat raw, but the hungry little wolf is not picky, and after a "whoosh", he began to bite it in a big gulp, and his cute eyes instantly revealed a fierce light.

Fortunately, after the meat was full of water, the little wolf became very obedient again, rubbing at Song Enli's feet like a puppy.

Song Enli was worried that it would be uncomfortable on the concrete floor, so he specially found a blanket for it to put on the ground.

After dealing with the little wolf, she was completely sleepy, so she simply got up to prepare breakfast and deal with the wild turtle by the way.

There is no pressure cooker at home, but fortunately there is a clay pot to make up for the shortcoming, but it is more time-consuming to stew.

She put American ginseng slices, red dates, ginger and wolfberries in a small gauze bag, put them in an earthen pot with the processed turtles, and sat on the fire.

"Why do you get up so early?" Xiao Heping opened the curtain of the door and came in, Xu was a little hoarse because he had just risen.

Dressed in a simple army green short-sleeved undershirt with military pants, he looks extremely stable and resolute when he wears it, and his upright posture is like a pine, full of masculinity.

"I'll make you soup." Song Enli pushed him back, "Go sleep for a while, and I'll make something delicious for you later." ”

The main Xiao Heping is here, she is inconvenient to use the space, but Xiao Heping naturally heard that she felt sorry for him to get up too early and was warmed up again.

When he came back from his morning run, Song Enli had already made a silk banana for him, and a bowl of white rice porridge, filled with a stack of egg cakes, and the side dish was a cold salad, which was placed on the kang table alone.

The sesame oil in the shepherd's cabbage has a strong smell, the dishes of these two days are like this, the Xiao family can't eat it and praise Song Enli's good craftsmanship, but Xiao Heping senses that something is wrong, but he is very smart and chooses not to ask.

He was afraid that as soon as he asked, the little girl left.

In order not to disturb the little couple, Wang Xiuying and Xiao Tiezhu kept squinting their eyes and pretending to be asleep, and they didn't even dare to turn over, and waited until the Xiao family got up one after another, and then stretched their almost stiff hands and feet.

"Work harder, and your father won't have to fight the corpse." Xiao Tiezhu said his second sentence since yesterday morning.

"......" Xiao Heping almost didn't choke to death with white porridge.

After a period of stewing, the fragrance of the turtles in the old clay pot has completely come out, mixed with a rich ginseng flavor, and it can't be suppressed.

Fortunately, where have people eaten ginseng in this year, Song Enli hid the gauze bag and found an excuse to be perfunctory, as for Xiao Heping, from beginning to end, he only pretended that he didn't know.

Zhao Chunlan smelled it next door, and couldn't help but remember the smell of chicken last time, so she specially leaned on the wall to look around, and just saw Song Enli holding a pile of firewood and preparing to enter the stove, and the piercing male duck's voice was immediately torn open, "Hongqi, what delicious food has your family made in the past two days, it is so fragrant that your brother is making trouble with me, if you have to let me get some for him, where do you say I can get it?" ”

The triangular eye bones were sluggish, and he just wanted to cook and eat Song Enli.

Zhao Chunlan said "your brother" is her son Zhao Dasha, the six daughters of the Zhao family have only one son, the baby is like eyeballs, but it's a pity that he is a fool, and he hasn't said his daughter-in-law at the age of eighteen or nineteen.

Song Enli is not a bad person, and he has no interest in making friends with people like Zhao Chunlan, so he only pretended that he didn't understand Zhao Chunlan's hints, and replied with a word, "Fish." ”

Zhao Chunlan doesn't smell like a fish, but this doesn't prevent her from having a dead face, "It's a fish caught with the upstream river, it's from our team, why don't you share it with the big guy if you catch the red flag?" You're a digger. Huiism corner, the Society. Willism wool! ”