Song Ming's daughter-in-law put the bowl in front of Song Guashi.

Song Guashi glared, "What is this?" ”

A big bowl of thick stuff with a lot of big bumps in it.

Song Ming also saw it, and he didn't like it.

Song Ming's daughter-in-law took a step back, lowered her head, and her voice was almost inaudible, "Yes, it's the corn porridge made by my mother." ”

"You are talking nonsense, how can this be the polenta made by the old lady?"

As he spoke, he got up, pulled her away, and went to the kitchen with his little feet upside down, and saw the contents of the pot......

turned around and walked out angrily, "It's all because your broom star came back late, and the corn porridge that the old lady worked so hard to make was like this." I don't care, I won't do it again, you deserve to be tired. ”

After speaking, the person had already walked to the door of the house and glanced at Song Ming's daughter-in-law.

Song Ming's daughter-in-law was so frightened that she took a step back.

"What are you doing in a daze, why don't you hurry up and redo it! What's the matter, before the money is earned, you want to starve me to death? ”

Song Ming's daughter-in-law hurriedly lowered her head and walked out, went to the kitchen house, got the corn paste inside, brushed the pot, and started to cook again.

Song Ming didn't even know what to say about his mother.

"Can't you just be a little nicer to her?"

Song Guashi had triangular eyes, "She is a cheap life, the old lady wants to be good to her, and she doesn't have that blessing." ”

When it was done again, the three of them ate, and Song Ming's daughter-in-law all cleaned up and returned to the house. Song Ming was lying on the kang as always, crossing Erlang's legs, he had just thought about it, he couldn't be too nice to her, so as not to make her suspicious.

Asked, pretending to be nonchalant, "Will you do it?" ”

Song Ming's daughter-in-law was stunned for a moment before she realized that he was asking about the hot pot base, and whispered a "hmm".

Song Ming almost got up with excitement, and held back again, "Do you know what materials to use?" ”

"I know only one."

"One?"

"Hmm."

"How many more?"

"Hmm."

"What else?"

"No, no."

Song Ming felt that his hands were itchy, and he really wanted to slap them.

It's been a few days since he learned only one kind of thing, how could he be blind and marry such a stupid thing back in the first place.

But when you sell the secret recipe, you can eat and drink spicy food, and you can marry a young and beautiful daughter-in-law to help him give birth to a few big fat boys!

Song Mingsheng suppressed his anger back, moved in "considerately", and gave her a place, "Tired, sit down and rest for a while." ”

……

At the same time, the Song family.

"Yue, Yue'er, you, you spare the second brother."

Song Shen looked at the silver needle in Song Wanyue's eyes, and shrank back in fright.

Song Wanyue has mastered the essentials of acupuncture, but she still needs to practice, so this matter naturally falls on Song Shen.

"Second brother, don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt."

Song Wanyue took Dr. Yao's set of silver needles, and Gu Yi said that he wanted to build a good set for her, but he hasn't built it yet.

"You go to the third uncle, the third uncle has rough skin and thick meat. I can't, I'm afraid of pain. ”

Song Wanyue didn't listen to him at all, "Second brother, don't struggle, let me practice obediently." ”

"Nope."

Song Shen didn't take off his shoes, ran to the bed, went to the corner of the bed, and stayed away from her, "I'm really afraid of pain, very, very afraid!" ”

"Second brother really won't let me practice?"

"If you don't let it, you won't let you die."

"That's good."

Song Wanyue smiled slightly.

Song Shen's intuition was not good, and before he could react, he heard Song Wanyue shouting, "Second uncle, second aunt!" ”

Song Shu and Liu Cuilan heard the shout and immediately came over from their house, "Yue'er, what's wrong?" ”

"I want to practice acupuncture, but my second brother doesn't cooperate."

Song Shu immediately glared, "Little rabbit, get out of here!" ”

Liu Cuilan also glared at him, "It's just a few stitches, what are you hiding so far for, come down quickly." ”

Song Shen wanted to cry without tears, "I, I, I'm afraid of pain." ”

Song Shu climbed onto the bed without saying a word, dragged him down, and pressed him, "Yue'er, where is it, head or body?" ”

Song Shen,......

Struggled and cried, "Am I still your own?" ”

"I think you're not our own, so maybe we'll have one more girl."

Song Shen was so pierced by these words that he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Song Wanyue rolled up his sleeve and slapped his arm, "Relax." ”

Song Shen went out, his eyes closed, his whole body relaxed, and he let her prick it casually.

Seeing that he was honest, Song Shu let go of him, and watched curiously as Song Wanyue pricked the silver needle on Song Shen's arm, and the tail of the needle was still shaking slightly.

"Huh?"

Song Shen opened his eyes, and it didn't hurt very much, like being bitten by a mosquito.

"Don't worry, second brother......"

Song Wanyue pulled out another silver needle, "I won't pit you, if it really hurts, I won't practice with you." ”

Song Shen pointed to the accusation, "It's still Yue'er who loves me, unlike some two people, I wish I wasn't born to them." ”

Syllable!

Song Shu slapped him on the back of the head, "Stinky boy, who are you talking about?" Do you say it yourself, are you as good as the moon? ”

Song Shen was speechless when asked, and struggled to say a sentence after a long time, "Not every girl is the same as Yue'er." ”

"Maybe if I have a daughter with your mother, maybe I'll be as smart as your eldest brother."

Song Shen was completely speechless when he was hit.

……

The next day, Gu Yi came over in a carriage after breakfast.

"Little girl, the silver needle is ready, do you like it? I also personally selected the needle set, and the first time I saw it, I felt that it was perfect for you. ”

He has been standing by for the past few days, watching the craftsmen make the silver needles.

Looking at the needle sleeve inlaid with gems in front of her and able to shake her blindness, the corners of Song Wanyue's mouth twitched.

"Don't like it?"

Gu Yi observed his words and looks.

"Yes, very much."

Song Wanyue said against her will, opened the needle sleeve, and liked the silver needle inside at a glance.

Like Dr. Yao's set of lengths, the available materials are better, the tip of the needle shines even in the house, and the tail of the needle has a distinctive shape.

Gu Yi was satisfied, "I knew you would like it, but I personally stared at the craftsman to create it." ”

"Thank you for your hard work, I'll make it for you if you want to eat at noon."

"Boiled pork slices."

Gu Yi blurted out.

Last time, he didn't eat enough at all, and he was embarrassed to rob the Song family.

"Okay, I'll make you another boiled fish, it's also very delicious."

Gu Yi swallowed greedily.

"Yi'er, ......"

Song Lin's voice came from the courtyard.

Gu Yi hurriedly came out, "Uncle." ”

"Didn't you say last time that you wanted to follow me to the mountains to see and see, I think the weather is just right today, do you want to go?"

After speaking, he also took advantage of the fact that the other people were not paying attention and gave Gu Yi a look.

Gu Yi immediately understood, "In addition to coming to send a silver needle to Yue'er today, I just want to ask my uncle if he has time to take me up the mountain, I have been thinking about going with you to see and see?" ”

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