When they got home, the brothers couldn't wait to look through the newly bought villain book, their little heads together, huddled together on a sofa, and discussed a few words from time to time.

Song Hongguo first poked the stove open, boiled hawthorn tea, peeled a yellow orange, and handed it to the two children, "Eat this to relieve your greasy."

The two of them ate a lot of mutton at noon, and Ling Yuan ate a bowl of them, and finally they couldn't eat the meat cakes, so they stopped.

"Thank you, Mom......" Ling Yuan took it with a smile, one for himself and one for his brother, and the two of them ate separately.

For country children, oranges and bananas are definitely rare things, but their family is not lacking, they can eat every three or five days, apples and pears, it is a must-have fruit every day, sometimes, Song Hongguo is worried that eating raw is too cold and upsetting his stomach, so he will put rock sugar and cook it before eating, which is another taste.

Song Hongguo rubbed the heads of the two of them, didn't bother them to read, went to work on their own business, first went back to the bedroom and wrote a letter, asked the system to send it to Li Chaoyang, and then rummaged out some of the things collected, began to do handicrafts, and promised Han Ying to send her decorations, but they hadn't finished yet.

The wedding gift was a red sweater, which she had already picked out from the mall, with a high neck, thick, out-of-the-box patterns, orthodox red, and full of enthusiasm.

In addition, there is also the pillow that Han Ying wants, she bought a pair, which is also red, with a simple embroidered pattern on it, focusing on a festive one.

She should also have a pair of ornaments, the bottle body is still Ling Zhi made of reeds, it looks very artistic, Song Hongguo likes it very much, and there are also two in the hall of hospitality, which are inserted with some persimmon branches, and the red persimmons are embellished on the branches, adding a lot of color to the house.

However, after a long time, the persimmon will still be dry, so Song Hongguo bought some materials from the mall to make it himself, this kind of decorative persimmon, from a distance also lifelike, although there is no real persimmon that simple and natural, but it is fresh as new no matter how long it takes, put it in the house, it also looks very good.

In addition, there are those ginkgo biloba leaves that she collected before, and she spent points to download a few tutorials to learn how to make roses from leaves one by one, which is really labor-intensive, and she can't do it without patience.

Later, after reading the villain's book, the brothers saw that she was still busy working, so they also came over to help, and had to admit that compared with the two children, she had a good hand.

After tossing for an afternoon, the results were finally gratifying, the persimmon ornaments were available, dozens of roses were made with ginkgo biloba, and the outside was bundled with newspaper packaging, and then tied with a red bow, which looked a little amazing.

Song Hongguo is full of a sense of achievement.

The two children were also very happy, Ling Yuan said, "Mom, there are still a lot of leaves left, let's make some more and put them in our own homes to enjoy."

Song Hongguo didn't disagree, "Continue after eating."

I can't stand my eyes and fingers when I work hard.

"Good ......"

When preparing dinner, Zhao Yulian came with a tiger head in one hand and a basket in the other, lifted the cover on the basket, and inside was a bowl of white dumplings, the bowl was not small, and the filling was also sincere.

Zhao Yulian explained, "This is cabbage meat filling, I also deliberately put more meat, who thinks, the big guys are more rare leek eggs, eat stunned is not left, this bowl of dumplings, I picked it out in advance, no one touched the chopsticks."

Song Hongguo said with a smile, "With this bowl of dumplings, I can save cooking at night."

"I don't know when you'll come back, it's too late and I'm afraid of delaying your dinner, but fortunately, I caught up with ......."

"It seems that the second cousin is going well."

Hearing this, Zhao Yulian suddenly had a smile in her eyes, "That girl is good, she looks diligent and dedicated, she looks delicate, and she speaks kindly, so people can't find fault......

Song Hongguo handed her an orange, "The second cousin also fell in love?"

Zhao Yulian nodded, she sat on her lap with the tiger's head, peeled the orange, sniffed it first, and then broke out a petal and stuffed it into her grandson's mouth.

The tiger head closed his mouth tightly, lest the juice flow out, and only after swallowing it did he open his mouth and said in a milky voice, "Oranges are so delicious!"

Zhao Yulian touched it lovingly

His face, "What's not delicious about rare things? This thing is very precious, and it is also the blessing of your cousin that you can eat it......

Tiger Head immediately said, "Thank you, cousin."

Song Hongguo smiled and handed him his face again, "No thanks, let's eat."

Zhao Yulian wanted to stop, but seeing that her grandson had already taken it, she couldn't put it down, but she couldn't bear to refuse again, and said, "Your cousin should be satisfied this time, I asked him, he said to take a look at it for a few days, otherwise, I can't keep other people's daughters and matchmakers to eat at noon, not only did I make dumplings, but I also fried a few dishes, and when I made dumplings, the girl also had the eyesight to see, and she rolled up her sleeves to help me, and she could do the work......

Song Hongguo listened with a smile, and responded to a couple of sentences from time to time.

"By the way, that girl's name is Li Qiuju, she is from the Nanyan production team, originally called Lijiazhuang, not close to us, no matter how good the matchmaker said, I look at it very well, but I still have to inquire to see what the girl's reputation is in the village, there is nothing bad to say......

Song Hongguo raised his eyebrows when he heard Li Jiazhuang, what a coincidence, Li Chaoyang is from Li Jiazhuang, and now it has been renamed Nanyan Brigade, Xu Miaomiao has also lived there for many years, I don't know if they know each other.

Sending Zhao Yulian away, Song Hongguo fried the dumplings in oil, served them with porridge, mixed a spinach vermicelli, cut two salted duck eggs, and settled the dinner.

After the meal, the mother and son continued to make roses until a vase was full, and then they went to sleep satisfied.

The next day, when Song Hongguo went to work, she brought those things for Han Ying, and when she arrived at the hospital, she asked her to send a message to her and come to the dormitory building at noon to pick them up.

Who would have thought that at noon, she was not the only one who came, but also Xu Wei.

When they came, Song Hongguo was cooking in the aisle outside the door, and Han Ying came to pick up things, could she still leave her to eat? So, I prepared two more ones, and when I heard the movement, I turned my head to look at it and collided with Xu Wei's eyes.

She couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

I haven't seen her for a few months, Xu Wei has become a little strange in her impression, compared to before, a little more down-to-earth and capable, in the past, there was a little bit of unreality, even if she was smiling, it made people feel that they were seeing flowers in the fog, but now, they are much more sincere.

Hard work really trains people.

This trip to Qinghe Reservoir was not in vain.

After greeting each other, Song Hongguo asked Han Ying to accompany Xu Wei into the house to sit, she still had a dish that was not fried.

Han Ying was wearing a military coat, leaning against the fence with his hands in his pockets, and pouted reluctantly, "He's not a guest, what do you accompany?"

Song Hongguo was helpless, "Then you don't need to blow the cold wind here, come in, there is a small hanging pear candy boiling in the house, drink a cup to warm your body......

Han Ying did not move.

Song Hongguo continued, "Just help me, right? How rude it is for my host to put the guests aside, bullying our Huo Gong is not there, isn't it?"

Hearing this, Han Ying stumbled in.

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