The two fought dozens of moves before stopping.

Qi Ying gasped slightly.

Qin Qian's face did not change.

Qi Wu laughed, "Qian'er, your martial arts are getting better and better. ”

Qin Qian was in the academy most of the time, mingling with the students, and naturally there were few times to practice, but his martial arts did not fall behind.

"It was my uncle-in-law and cousin who taught me well."

Qi Wu laughed again, "Your aunt hasn't seen you for a few days, I miss you very much, you go and see her." ”

Qin Qian should be, respectfully handed the sword in his hand back to Qi Wu's hand, and turned around and went to the main courtyard.

Mrs. Qi is making clothes, the sky blue material, at first glance, it is not made for Qi Wu.

"Auntie."

Qin Qian walked into the house.

Mrs. Qi raised her head, "Qian'er came back just in time, and the clothes I made for you were sewn with two more stitches." ”

Qin Qian sat down opposite Mrs. Qi, "I already have a lot of clothes, and I can't wear them, so don't bother making them for me in the future." ”

"What's the trouble of making a dress, I'm idle and idle."

As she spoke, after finishing the last two stitches, Mrs. Qi lowered her head and bit off the thread, stood up and shook it, "Try it quickly, does it fit?" ”

"It must fit."

Qin Qian got up and took off his robe.

He got into the carriage and took off his student clothes, wearing his usual clothes.

"Are you close to Song Si?"

Mrs. Qi asked with a smile.

Qin Qian was not surprised at all by her abrupt question, "He is very defensive, and it is difficult to approach for a while." ”

"No ......

Mrs. Qi helped him put on his clothes and patted the uneven place gently, "The coming day is long, you must not be in a hurry." ”

……

Seeing Liu Cuilan and Song Shu selling Malatang, Song Si was no longer surprised, with Song Wanyue here, he couldn't be surprised by any rare food made at home.

I took the plate, picked out my favorite skewers and ate a few skewers, and got into the carriage and went home.

When I arrived at the door of the house, I got out of the carriage and went directly to the workshop without entering the house.

The workshop is already one person high, and it will be on the beam in three or five days, and the people who work see him and greet him one after another, "Song Jieyuan is back." ”

The village chief also got up, not daring to hold it up in front of him, "Song Si is back." ”

"Grandpa the village chief."

Song Si called him as always, "I'm sorry for you about the family matter." ”

The village chief suddenly closed his mouth happily, Song Si still respectfully calls him the village chief's grandfather, this is not forgetting his roots, this child will definitely have a great future in the future.

Waving his hand, "I didn't do much, I just accompanied your grandfather here every day to smoke and drink tea." ”

"You are the backbone of everyone."

The village chief felt comfortable when he heard it.

Old Man Song also smiled, "There's nothing wrong here, you just came back, go home and rest." ”

"Okay."

Song Si greeted Song Lin, and then turned back.

Grandma Song asked Song Lin to cut the meat early in the morning and came back, ready to cook ten dishes, six meat and four vegetables, and make up for her grandson.

"Yi'er also stay and eat."

Gu Yi couldn't wait for it, so he immediately agreed, and said obediently, "Grandma, I'm not a picky eater, I eat everything." ”

Song Wanyue glanced at him, "I'll cook a few dishes." ”

"Okay, okay......"

Gu Yi's eyes lit up, "I can make a fire, I am very skilled in burning fire now, and I won't burn my sleeves." ”

Grandma Song,......

Hui's ,......

Song Wanyue made a boiled pork slice and a small stew, and the fragrance wafted out of the Song family's yard, not to mention the people who worked, even the village chief couldn't help but swallow his saliva twice.

The village chief looked at the sky, extinguished the cigarette pouch, and got up, "The hour is almost up, everyone get off work, it's time to go home for dinner." ”

If it was in the past, Old Man Song might have kept him, but today Song Si and Gu Yi are here, Old Man Song can't stay, thinking that he will leave the dishes out when he eats for a while, and let the village chief take them back at night.

"Something delicious."

Song Shen couldn't wait to run home, sniffing and asking.

"Look at your little bit of talent, just this frizzy, how do you manage the family's business?"

Grandma Song hates that iron does not become steel.

Song Shen had already been said to be skinny, and he walked towards the hall with a smile, and his eyes were straight when he saw two hard dishes.

After a meal, not to mention the meat, there is not even soup left.

Song Lin secretly rubbed his stomach, he ate six steamed buns, and he couldn't hold it up, but if it wasn't for Song Shen grabbing it quickly and drinking all the soup, he would still be able to eat another steamed bun with spicy soup.

Song Shen pressed the steamed bun in his hand to the bottom of the basin and dipped the last drop of spicy soup, "Little sister, let's make these two dishes again in the evening, my father and third uncle haven't eaten it yet." ”

Grandma Song saw through his careful thoughts at a glance, this is not enough. The family is rich, and eating two meals of meat is nothing, but she feels sorry for her granddaughter, "The days are long, and they will always have a time to eat." ”

"Since the business at home has been handed over to you, put more of your mind on it, and ah, go back to the house in a while, and I will teach you to settle accounts."

Song Sidao.

Song Shen suddenly felt that the steamed buns dipped in vegetable soup in his hand were not fragrant.

One afternoon and one night, Song Shen never went out of the house except for eating and going to the toilet, and was pressed by Song Si to study.

Until the morning of the second day, Song Si took the carriage back to the college, and Song Shen collapsed on the bed tiredly, not wanting to move.

……

The Song family's workshop was built quickly, and it was built in a few days, and the huge pot stove was also built, and the work started in the envious eyes of the villagers.

On the first day of construction, Song Ming deliberately moved a small bench to sit in his yard, looking at the direction of the workshop and watching the white smoke coming out of the chimney......

Many people in the village were also like him, they all looked at it curiously, and no one dared to get closer to the workshop.

The women in the workshop were even more excited, and their eyes watched Song Wanyue's movements without blinking, lest they fall behind a step.

Song Wanyue divided them into three groups, making different flavors, extra spicy, spicy, and bone broth.

They are all women who cook all year round, Song Wanyue only taught them once and then remembered them, and began to start carefully and carefully.

Song Wanyue watched from the side, pointing out anything wrong at any time, and in just half a day's work, all the women were able to get started proficiently.

Song Shen has also been in the workshop, and Song Wanyue told the women that Song Shen was fully responsible for the things in the workshop in the future, and she could find him for anything.

Five tightly covered carriages drove into the village, and everyone's eyes were immediately attracted to the past, watching the carriage drive to the door of Song's house and stop.

Old Man Song and Song Lin walked out of the courtyard.

The four men who were behind put the reins on their horses, stepped forward in unison, removed the cover from the first carriage, and unloaded the contents and carried them into the courtyard.

Some villagers wanted to step forward to help, but they were grabbed by another villager as soon as they took one foot, "Since the Song family didn't call anyone, they must not want us to help, let's not go over and make people suspicious." ”

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