Seeing that Su Siwei was so tired that he didn't want to speak, and just wanted to eat, Su Qingfeng took over the conversation naturally and said all the things he had been thinking about in the past two days.

"My father and mother thought that our family is not very tight, and the face is too eye-catching, so we should just build a better house at one time."

"After the beam is installed, I will go to the tile kiln of the nearby brigade to buy some tiles, and then get a two-story shed."

That's a bit of a surprise.

The old man took a sip of wine, "What are you going to do with this two-story shed?" ”

"First lay soil, rice husks, cinders, and then make reed curtains and reed boards, and it is best to get an insulation layer."

"These things don't cost money, it's just that cinders have to find a way to find a relationship."

Hearing this, Su Siwei took the opportunity to say, "You are looking for it, I have a relationship, and I will find someone when the time comes." ”

The crowd stared at him and said nothing.

Feng Sufen couldn't hold back her words, she couldn't help but speak, "When did the fourth brother know someone, why don't we know?" ”

It's really strange, Su Siwei used to be like a street slicker, when he could do serious things.

But after thinking about it carefully, although Su Siwei seems to be unreliable, he can still resist it when he really encounters something, and he can take action.

The two provincial chefs who had been silent and eating couldn't help but glance at Su Siwei.

At this glance, it made the old man a little embarrassed.

He hurriedly beckoned: "Master Fang, Master Xie, eat as you like, don't be embarrassed." Just think it's in your own home, in our small country place, there is nothing to entertain, you can just take a bite. ”

Fang Jidong looked silent, not very talkative.

But Xie Baolu was different, he communicated exquisitely: "Isn't this still a hospitality?" Haha, old man, how do you make this bacon? How do you feel better than what I make at home? ”

Hearing this, the little old lady smiled and narrowed her eyes, "I made it in previous years, and this year's bacon is made by Qingfeng." ”

Xie Baolu showed an exaggerated expression, "No wonder it's so delicious!" Old man, old lady, you didn't go to the state-run hotel today, but you don't know that Xiao Su's nine-turn large intestine has made many guests hungry. The queue of guests almost went from the state-run hotel to the street......"

Su Qingfeng couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it, how could it be so exaggerated?

The most important thing is that everyone in the family believed.

Especially Feng Sufen, who was the number one anti-backbone person in the family before, is now Su Qingfeng's brainless blowing.

She immediately answered, "Is that right?" Our Qingfeng craftsmanship is famous in all ten miles and eight towns. It's not me who blows, in the nearby villages, find a random girl, ask her a word, and she is willing to marry us Qingfeng. ”

Su Qingfeng Rao was thick-skinned, and he couldn't help but complain at this time, "Is this the person who likes me, or does he like my food?" ”

He felt like he had become a tool.

It was Fang Jidong, who didn't hold back when he heard this, first smiled, and then pretended to groan, "If you really meet a girl you like, tempting with food is not a bad way." ”

He spoke in a crepe manner, sounding like a man of letters.

In Su Qingfeng's mind, a flash of inspiration flashed.

He always felt that this practice was a little familiar, as if he had done something similar unintentionally.

Before he could react, the old lady was already squinting with laughter.

Others praised Su Qingfeng, and the old lady felt that she was even happier than praising herself.

It's just that she has some regrets, "But we can't eat the taste of the nine-turn large intestine......"

As he was talking, Xie Baolu mysteriously took out a lunch box.

Su Qingfeng slowly typed a question mark.

This guy is really a god, when did he secretly intercept a nine-turn large intestine?

It's a pity that after such a long time, the large intestine inside is more or less cold, and even after reheating, the large intestine is still not as delicious as when it comes out of the pot.

But for the people of the old Su family.

Even if the nine-turn large intestine is cold, it is still delicious in the world.

Although there are many people who dislike the strange smell of the large intestine and can't get rid of psychological rejection, so they don't like to try it.

It's hard to deal with, and it's even harder to make a good meal.

But for poor families, this pig does not need a ticket to go into the water, and it is half a meat, and occasionally you can take a little home and open meat for your family.

Su Qingfeng couldn't help but think of a sentence from ancient times.

The pig's large intestine is a delicacy for the common people and a gift for the poor.

This sentence is good in this era.

At this moment, Su Qingfeng suddenly understood Fang Jidong's words about himself, using the most ordinary ingredients to make the most extraordinary dishes.

He looked at the dinner table, the laughing family, the silent but warm grandfather, the spicy but reasonable grandmother, and the seemingly cynical father, the gentle but tough mother......

Including three sisters, uncle, and second uncle in spring, summer and autumn......

He suddenly understood that he wanted to use food to record the memories of this period and the mood of this situation.

There was a soft sound from the panel.

A plate of cold nine-turn large intestine is better than the freshly baked and sought-after nine-turn large intestine in a state-run restaurant.

Successfully promoted to three stars.

And Samsung, it is already the ceiling at the current stage.

As for whether the system will be upgraded in the future, I don't know.

Su Qingfeng himself didn't expect that this kind of mysterious and mysterious opportunity would come so suddenly, and sometimes, even when he thought about it, he had an inexplicable feeling.

Putting down a major event in his heart, Su Qingfeng made a cornmeal bun in three or two clicks, and he was not used to it when he first crossed over.

While eating, he asked, "Sister, you've been in the county theater for a while, how do you feel?" ”

Yingchun's eyes flashed at this time, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, "I think it's good." Mr. Ji took good care of me, and he also said that if I behave well, I can try it next time......"

Su Qingfeng nodded when he listened, Xiang Hongying hugged the child in his arms, and sat there smiling, "Now Chun'er is also out of breath, and when I came back today, I also brought some clothes and fabrics, Qingfeng, your share is the most." ”

Su Qingfeng was a little surprised, looked at Yingchun's face, and pretended to be worried, "Sister doesn't give it to the object, she will give it to me in one go, your object won't be jealous, right?" ”

Yingchun was immediately amused, she was full of energy, and glared, "He dares?" ”

After saying that, she felt a little bad, and she whispered, "When he sends me something, I will also give him ......"

In the end, Yingchun is only a twenty-year-old girl, and when she talks about this topic, she is still a little shy.

The old lady couldn't see it, but she was reluctant to scold Su Qingfeng, so she could only change the topic.

"Speaking of which, has anyone been to our house at night in the past two days?"

Hearing this, Xie Baolu, who was tall and tall, suddenly trembled.

No...... This is a good chatter, why did the style of painting change?

Speaking of this, the eldest aunt also nodded, "I found out too." At the door of our house, as soon as we open it in the morning, there will either be an extra basket of pigweed, or a basket of firewood, or all kinds of straw sandals, although these things do not cost money, but they take time. ”

"Who would go to such great lengths just to please us? What do we have to please us? ”

Su Qingfeng smiled, "Me." ”

The old lady couldn't hold back, and scolded with a smile, "You will play tricks and be serious." ”

Su Qingfeng passed a few figures in his mind, and found that there were quite a few people who could do this kind of thing.

It's just hard to confirm.

He didn't say anything on his face, but only privately probed this "mysterious visitor".

Look at his real and virtual background.

……

Sujia Village.

Cowshed.

After the last thrilling incident, Jiang Feng seemed to have sequelae, if it was unnecessary, he didn't want to leave Professor Tang for almost half a step, for fear of being attacked by someone like Ma Chenggong again.

Professor Tang looked at his appearance of being a soldier, and he was moved and a little helpless: "Xiao Feng, you don't have to be like this. I'm not old yet, and I need you a little child to protect me. ”

Jiang Feng didn't speak, just pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were extremely firm, like a wolf cub who had lost his wolf pack in the wild and struggled alone.

In tenacity, with a ruthlessness.

Professor Tang touched his head helplessly, "Xiao Feng, the teacher will tell you a word today, don't take violent measures until the last resort, because it is very likely to hurt a thousand enemies and eight hundred self-inflicted damage." ”

"You are a scholar, you want to be innocent......"

Jiang Feng had heard these words many times, but he didn't fully listen to them.

There was a mistake in one sentence of the teacher.

He wasn't a scholar, and he wasn't white.

He was just a puppy of the landlord's family.

If he wants to live, he will do whatever it takes.

If you want to live well, you have to climb up desperately.

If he couldn't beat them, he would have been beaten to death by those little soldiers a few years earlier......

Seeing that Jiang Feng didn't speak, Professor Tang could certainly see what he was thinking.

This kid didn't accept his ideas.

However, Professor Tang could also understand, he stretched out his hand and rubbed Jiang Feng's withered head.

These days, with the help of the old father and son of the Su family, as well as Sun Xuenong, the cowshed still looks tattered from the outside.

But something has changed on the inside.

For example, although the walls are still splashing with dust, the kang in the house is hot.

The futon on the kang was also thickened, and there were a few more eggs and two cans of malt milk essence in the cabinet.

These are all excellent supplements, and you can get them when you go out and give them away.

Professor Tang also knew that he was not in good health and needed nutritional supplements, so it was useless to blindly pick and search.

But he didn't forget about the other people in the cowshed and Jiang Feng.

So the group stumbled like this, living in this difficult era.

They are already content.

Compared with old friends who have been sent to other places, their lives can be said to be smooth except for a little episode.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Feng picked up the basket and walked out.

Seeing this, Professor Tang said, "Go and send something to the Su family again?" ”

"Hmm."

Professor Tang deliberately said, "People may not be able to look at your things." ”

Jiang Feng didn't say a word, walked forward, and left a sentence before walking away, "Whether you look at it or not, it's someone's business." Whether I send it or not, it's my heart's will. ”

Seeing that with a knock on the door, the porter was completely closed, Professor Tang shook his head a little amusedly, "This kid ...... Stubborn as a cow......"

It's only 7300 ...... today Woo woo bang kowtow to apologize, depraved, too depraved, can't write 8,000 words a day is too wasteful, I stay up more late at night, and now the manuscript is gone, I regret it...... Ahh......hh

ps: Tomorrow is not necessarily the old time, because you will sleep lazy~

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