At eleven o'clock at noon, Qinghuan took the stewed pig's trotters out of the pot and put them into the casserole, and then she said to Luo Meng: "Mother Luo, I have already scooped the pig's trotters into the casserole." ”

"Where's the soup? Did you put the soup in the casserole as well? ”

"Let's go in together."

"Then you put the casserole pot on the stove and simmer."

"Put the casserole on the stove and simmer? Will this simmer the pig's trotters too badly? ”

"No, there is only a little coal in the stove, it can't rot the pig's trotters, and at most it can only serve as a heat preservation."

"Okay, I'll put the casserole on the stove." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, he picked up the casserole and walked towards the stove.

After she put the stove on the casserole, she asked Luo Meng, "Mother Luo, Brother Fusheng, will they come back for dinner at noon?" ”

"If you don't come back, I told them this morning that I would come back at two o'clock in the afternoon, when it was just the right time for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner."

"Two o'clock for Chinese New Year's Eve dinner? Isn't that too early? ”

"No, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner should be eaten early, wasn't it the case that you spent the New Year in the south before?"

After Shi Qinghuan heard Luo Meng's words, she began to think about how the original owner had celebrated the New Year before, but when she finished thinking about it, she felt that it was better not to think about it.

Because the original owner had not celebrated the New Year at all in the previous years, how she usually lived on the day of the New Year, and there was no change in the slightest.

Thinking of this, she was extremely distressed about the past of the original owner.

"Huanhuan, what's wrong with you?" After feeling Shi Qinghuan's emotional change, Luo Meng asked Shi Qinghuan.

"It's okay, I just remembered some of the past."

After Luo Meng heard Shi Qinghuan's words, she suddenly reacted that she had just asked a question that she shouldn't have asked, so she quickly changed the topic and asked Shi Qinghuan, "What do you want to eat at noon?" ”

"I'm not hungry, so I won't eat at noon, otherwise I won't be able to eat anything else when I eat Chinese New Year's Eve dinner in the afternoon."

"Okay, then we won't eat at noon, there won't be any food to cook at this time, let's go to the living room and sit down and rest for a while."

Shi Qinghuan nodded after hearing Luo Meng's words, and then she went to the sink to wash her hands, and walked towards the living room with Luo Meng.

When they sat down on the sofa in the living room, Luo Meng picked up the orange on the table and handed it to Shi Qinghuan and said, "This orange is from the south, and the taste is very sweet, you can taste it and see if you like it." ”

"Okay." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, he took the orange from Luo Meng's hand, then peeled it and ate it.

After she finished eating the orange, she said to Luo Meng: "This orange is indeed very sweet, sweeter than the oranges I have eaten before, and it has a more tangerine flavor." ”

"Since you like it, you can eat another one, and bring some back to eat when you go back in the evening, anyway, I bought a lot of these oranges, enough for our family."

"Okay." After Shi Qinghuan finished speaking, he took the orange again and ate it.

However, she didn't eat the orange anymore after eating it, because her stomach really couldn't fit it, and if she continued to eat, she would definitely be pushed.

Fortunately, Luo Meng didn't continue to let her eat after she finished eating the oranges, but chatted with her about some things about the New Year.

After more than an hour, Luo dreamed that the time was almost up, so she said to Shi Qinghuan: "It's almost time, I'll go and fry the rest of the dishes." ”

"I'll go with you."

"No, you go set the dishes."

"Okay."

(End of chapter)