: People don’t talk much

The sun is in full swing, the trees are swaying, and the light and shadows are swaying.

The breeze blowing from the backyard blew the gray hair.

Uncle Hong held a big white porcelain bowl and stretched his neck to look at Lin Yulan, tilted his head to look at Xiao Dongming, grinning and his eyes were shiny.

"What did you two do in the room just now?"

Xiao Dongming's hand that brought the porcelain pot to pour herbal tea shivered slightly, and he pursed his lips in embarrassment, without responding.

Lin Yulan buried her head a little lowered, and bulged her face and peeled the peanuts seriously.

Isn't this very obvious?

Why ask clearly!

"How come Xiao Xiao's mouth is broken? Which little wild cat chews? "The quipped tone made the wrinkles on the corners of his eyes look like gossip.

Xiao Dongming shook his hand, sprinkled herbal tea outside the bowl, and quickly took a rag to clean the tabletop, and his handsome face turned red.

Lin Yulan grind her teeth, slapped the peanut shell on the table, and threw the jar and stared at the person with her neck.

"It's just me, what's wrong! Is it funny? Why are you laughing at him? Why are you not young before?"

"Cough" Uncle Hong choked and smacked the peanuts in his mouth weakly. "It makes some sense, it seems not that funny."

He glanced at her fierce eyes and muttered in a low voice: "Why are you protecting so tightly? The little girl is very fierce~"

"Hmph! I'll help cook!" She grabbed a handful of fried peanuts and walked out, turned around and wrinkled her nose, "Put two spoonfuls of salt in the dish, you'll be choking!"

Uncle Hong was not willing to be outdone and widened his eyes and hummed back, "Hey~ you put it on, put two more spoons, it was like you only eat but not eat vegetables. Don't drink water if you have the ability!"

Xiao Dongming's shyness in his heart was swept away by the childish roosters of the old and young, and he lowered his eyes and chuckled, and his heart was full of sweetness.

After Lin Yulan went out, Uncle Hong turned around, picked up the Xia Kucao Herbal Tea and drank a bowl of herbal tea, and looked outside the main hall to breathe a long sigh of relief.

"Oh~ I just said I should come to your house to live? I like you couple so much, I'm so young~"

Xiao Dongming smiled with his lips, picked up the pot and added a bowl for him, glanced at the big and small bags lined up under the wall, "Why haven't Brother Hong been back yet?"

I said that there were still things I hadn't finished, so I had to go out. It's been a long time since I was in trouble.

"Don't worry about him, I'll be back in a while." Uncle Hong waved his hand and picked a moonba from the plate with a smile.

"The douba here is still delicious, sometimes it's really greedy. It's called the cooking team, and it doesn't taste like this no matter how you make it."

Xiao Dongming smiled without saying a word, and pushed the plate in front of him.

The old man was in a difficult situation during the Long March, and his daily necessities were scarce, so it was common for him to go hungry.

In that case, you can eat a bite of rice paste mixed with beans and fried into delicious food that is crispy, fragrant and crispy. Don’t you have to recite it for a lifetime?

It is also very happy that the children in the production team can eat a moonbag.

His silly girl especially likes to eat such small snacks. Her sister-in-law fryed a large basin, tied it tightly with a plastic bag and put it in the cabinet for her to eat slowly.

The kitchen was smoky and stuffy. Sister Xiao didn't let Lin Yulan stay there, so she gave her a bundle of dried garlic with stems and asked her to sit outside and peel the garlic.

She is familiar with this job and does a lot of work at home.

He took a basin and soaked the garlic skin softly, hummed the song and peeled the garlic quickly.

He accidentally raised his head and glanced at the distance, his mouth twitching.

Good guy, has this Brother Hong gone to purchase goods?

The sacks on the back of the car were piled up high, with bamboo cages hanging on both sides of the car seat, large and small bags on the beams, and even the handlebars were hung with meat and fish tied with straw ropes, swaying.

The father and son really don’t take advantage of each other. They just have food and groceries, and they can’t finish them even after living there for half a year.

The 28th bar has two tripods, one kicked with its feet, and the car tilted and stopped.

One of them stepped on it with his feet, grabbed the seat and pulled it back, and the rear wheel was raised and stopped flat.

Lin Yulan saw that Hong Tiesong had so much food piled up on the back seat, so she tried hard when she lifted the back seat of the car and parked the car easily.

I have to say that if this strength is used to fight, it can swing people away with one punch.

She shook the water and garlic on her hands, got up and went to help unload the things.

"Need not."

He snorted and snorted out two words, carrying a sack in one hand and swung it on his shoulders.

He carried four bags of food on both shoulders, reached out and pulled down the last bag of food and threw it down, raised his foot and kicked it, and the sack flew over his shoulder.

Lin Yulan saw his strong back walking towards the main hall with food, and silently gave a thumbs up, 666666

Xiao Dongming smiled and watched Hong Tiesong move things to the main hall one by one, and he tickled in distress, "Uncle Hong, are you here to visit? Can the house be shorter and your food be enough?"

"Hey? I don't mean that." Uncle Hong waved his hand indifferently, "If you don't eat the grain, you won't have worms? You can move it over and eat it in the breakfast."

Xiao Dongming's eyes twitched, who should he missed?

I saw that I just bought it from the grain station, and there were some worms on it.

Hong Tiexong walked into the stove with a pig's front legs, a pork belly, and two large grass carp.

“Where to put it?”

Mrs. Xiao was cooking, and looked back and was worried.

"Why are you doing so politely? People know that our family is not attentive to treat guests, so that the guests can be brought in with food and vegetables."

“Where to put it?”

Hong Tiesong's expression was obviously impatient. He narrowed his eyes and Mrs. Xiao quickly pointed to the basin on the ground.

"Let's just put it there. The basin stand outside is watered. Wash your face and go to the main hall to sit for a while, then fry a vegetable and then eat."

"Um."

He put down the things, lifted up his eyelids and glanced at Mrs. Xiao who turned around to continue cooking, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

When he saw this, a kid, he had to hide behind the adults, and looked at him with a timid look and cried.

This woman is a little brave. When she looks at him, she looks like her own relatives. She speaks and does things as usual, speaks softly, and has a very broad heart.

He raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat from his head randomly. He walked to the door, touched the cigarette box and lit a cigarette.

He bit the cigarette and grabbed a few chickens with their feet tied in the cage and threw them under the water pressing well.

After a morning of drying, the chickens staggered for a few times. Seeing the water in the basin, they stretched out their beaks and closed their heads and raised their heads to drink water.

Hong Tiesong was traveling back and forth between Yuejinmen and Nanxingkou, and was buying things to carry things in the sun. Now it was so hot that sweat was blowing layer by layer. If you couldn't wipe it, you would be too lazy to wipe it.

The beads of sweat as big as beans fell on the blue bricks at the edge of the steps and fell into eight petals.

He bit the cigarette and looked around for a while, and swept to the hatchets horizontally under the Chai Dunzi next to him and the Chai scattered next to him.

Walking over, I bent down and picked up the hatchet and grabbed a thick, silent chopping firewood.

When Mrs. Xiao heard the sound of chopping wood outside, she thought to herself that Chunming was cleaning the guest room and changing pillowcases, why did she come out to chop wood?

He put down the spatula and looked out, and quickly called him, "Brother Hong, go and rest quickly, how can you let the guests do their work!"

Hong Tiesong bit the cigarette and stared at him impatiently, showing his fierce look. Mrs. Xiao salied nervously and turned around silently to go back to cook.

Slash, chop, can't afford to mess with...
Chapter completed!