Chapter 127 Chapter 127 Song Ruan’s craftsmanship should be given to...
As soon as Tiedan said this, there was a silence as heavy as shit at the dining table in Lao Zhao's house.
In fact, everyone felt the same in their hearts, but considering that they were at the dinner table, they endured it. But when Tiedan said it so openly, it was like a fig leaf was pierced openly, no, the feces leaf, and the smell came up immediately.
Everyone stared at the food in the bowl and felt the rice they had just eaten churning in their stomachs and rushing straight into their throats like a fountain.
Uh, I can’t vomit. What I just ate were all good things, including meat!
Grandma Sun glared and said, "What nonsense! This is top-quality purple sweet potato and purple rice porridge. This, this, this..."
She couldn't go down anymore, and simply glared at him: "Eat them all! They are all good food, but they are a little ugly - what's the big deal? A few years ago, we were still chewing tree bark, and you guys are getting carried away by a few days of good life, right?"
She took a look at the green paste in the bowl, closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, took the lead and emptied it into her mouth, then put the empty bowl down: "Isn't it finished? I'm your mother, how can I harm you!"
Ouch, I can’t say any more. I feel like vomiting if I talk.
Mrs. Sun pursed her lips and looked at the others with dignity.
Seeing that even their own mother dared to get stuck in the shit, everyone made bitter faces, closed their eyes and held their noses, and gulped down the drink.
We have all gone through hard times, so how can we bear to see food go to waste?
But Tiedan was still young and refused to eat shit no matter what. Out of maternal love for her only son, Chen Guifen poured his porridge into her own bowl.
Wu Jianguo's eyes lit up, and he immediately followed suit and poured his own into Zhao Weimin's bowl: "You are the man of the house, you need to eat more. This is something my mother made specially for me. How can a woman like me dare to eat so much?"
Zhao Weimin had finally managed to swallow half of the shit paste, but now the other half suddenly fell from the sky, and he felt like he was back to the time before liberation, and his whole body was numb.
He stared at Wu Jianguo with his dead fish eyes: You ask me to make up for it, but you mean I have to make up for it with shit soup?
Why didn’t you give in to me when we were eating eggs and meat just now?
Wu Jianguo looked straight ahead.
Seeing this, Liu Xiaojuan's eyes lit up. Looking at Zhao Weijun who was frowning and swallowing hard, she didn't care about his dignity - there was nothing more majestic than Shit Soup - and poured the green soup in her bowl into his bowl: "Sister-in-law is right, you are the pillar of the family, you need to eat more."
Zhao Weijun: ...
He raised his head in disbelief and looked at his daughter-in-law who had always been virtuous and considerate to him. Liu Xiaojuan lowered her head guiltily.
Yes, I'm sorry, but, but this really won't work.
Grandma Sun was still recovering from the damage she had just done, so she didn't bother to care about their little thoughts. Anyway, she finally reduced the amount of green paste to zero, and said with satisfaction, "Isn't it finished now?"
Everyone in the Zhao family looked as if they had something stuck in their throats.
Mrs. Sun felt a little disgusted at the end of her speech - what kind of cooking skills does Song Ruan have? If she was born a few years earlier, she should have been thrown into the Japanese camp and cooked for them. Her killing power could be equivalent to that of a division!
Here, Song Ruan, who had shaken off the green paste and looked relaxed, had no idea how much harm her work had brought to the Zhao family. She was looking at the New Year's Eve dinner on the table with great interest, and it was a peaceful and peaceful life.
After getting rid of the source of pollution, the three cats in the house were willing to accept her again. Some opened the door of their room, some opened the door of their shed, and they were willing to breathe with her under the same roof again.
Lord Song Ruan was magnanimous and decided to forgive them without holding any grudges.
After all, they are all one family, and Song Ruan also prepared a New Year's Eve dinner for them. The good thing was a bundle of green grass bought from the system mall - you know, the Northeast is not like the South, where there will be a lot of "strong grass" with green color even in winter. The winter in the Northeast is really a wasteland of ice and snow. Let alone green grass in the wild, the wholesale cuckolded mandarin ducks will be quiet at this time - after all, the wild now will really freeze to death!
Haoshi had been chewing on hay stalks and beans for a long time. When he saw the fresh and juicy green grass at first glance, he kept saying "hmm" with joy. Song Ruan also gave him a small stack of sugar cubes and some leftover biscuits. It was a rich meal.
Jinhua and Baiweibo got two bowls, one large and one small, of fresh rabbit meat mixed with beef, as well as a bowl of the two tigers' favorite offal - but these things had a strong smell, so Song Ruan planned to kick them out of the door to eat them.
Of course, even if raw meat and hay didn't smell that strong, Song Ruan didn't let these three be on the table - what if these three got too excited and spit out gravy and hay crumbs everywhere, would she still eat them?
I would like to especially criticize the dog Jinhua here. She took into consideration that Jinhua is a wild animal and did not feed it human food for its health. However, this dog figured out on its own that it would not eat anything it had licked. So she could only wash it and feed it to it, and then its little tricks began!
Last time, she made a whole tray of beef buns, steamed them, put them on the table and prepared to eat them. She forgot to get vinegar and went back to the kitchen to get it. When she stood up, she accidentally dropped one.
It was only a loss of one bun, so if it was lost, it was lost. But Jinhua, this mischievous dog, rushed over and "obediently" took the bun in his mouth and put it back on the plate for her!
He even licked his lips! Still drooling!
TMD, I can’t even eat a whole plate of this, but this damn tiger still has “good intentions”, you can’t even slap it!
In the end, Song Ruan's face turned pale. He washed the buns with water and fed them to the dog Jinhua.
A full drawer! Beef buns! It was the first time she had made such beautiful folds - who wanted this thing to be so noisy?
Song Ruan was so angry that she was fuming. She learned her lesson and made a family rule - Jinhua was not allowed to sit at the table during meals!
Jinhua looked at the pot of meat on the ground, then at the delicious and varied New Year's Eve dinner on Songruankang table, and licked her lips eagerly.
Then Song Ruan raised his hand as if unintentionally - the palm of his hand facing upwards.
Jinhua withdrew her gaze in dissatisfaction. If she was not allowed to eat, then she would not eat. Who cared about it? She didn't really want to eat it, okay? What a stingy and vicious woman!
Seeing that the one with the most ill intentions had calmed down, Song Ruan withdrew his hand with satisfaction, and looked out the window to see that it was already dark. Song Ruan took out four aluminum lunch boxes, one filled with dumplings, one filled with some big dishes such as stewed pork ribs, one filled with half a chopped roast chicken, and the last one filled with a stewed fish. He closed the lid one by one, wrapped them with a thick scarf, and hung them with a net bag. He stuffed a few apples inside and moved his eyes to the three unlucky guys on the ground.
Jinhua was still immersed in the sadness of not being able to eat Song Ruan's food. She lay on her paws with her ears drooping, not moving at all. At first glance, she looked very well-behaved.
Good things have been done by Song Ruan before, so he had some experience. As soon as he saw Song Ruan's shifty look, he felt something was wrong. He lowered his head and started to chew grass, meaning that he was eating and asked her not to call him.
As soon as it moved, it stood out among the three.
Very good, it's you.
Song Ruan's eyes fell on Haoshi, and she felt heartbroken: "No one has touched their chopsticks yet, but you, a donkey, ate first. Do you have manners?"
Good things:? ? ?
The donkey's face, which was already long, became even longer, and the hair on its face was black - just like its mood at the moment, do whatever you want, just say what you want to do, there's no need to beat around the bush.
Song Ruan hung the net bag on Haoshi's back and tied it tightly with a belt: "Send it to the school at the foot of the mountain. It's the school we often delivered firewood to before. I know you know it."
——As for why she dared to let the good guy go alone, it was because Fan Yuying told her about the situations of the other people who were sent down to the countryside. They were all old intellectuals with relatively noble and upright character. None of them were evil and had bad intentions. So as long as no outsiders saw it, it would be fine.
But it’s New Year’s Day now, and everyone else in the team is eating reunion dinner on the kang, so who would go out?
Even if someone really saw a donkey doing good things outside, it wouldn't be a big deal. Anyway, everyone knows that her donkey likes to wander around the village and join in the fun, so it's no surprise to see it on the road - how could she care about everything and even interfere with a donkey that is watching the fun?
As long as she is not around, it is a good thing.
Good Thing kicked its legs angrily, it didn’t recognize it! !
"Give you ten White Rabbit candies."
The good-natured guy paused and looked at Song Ruan with sidelong eyes. It was not impossible that he recognized her.
"I'll give you five more candies and an apple. If you keep on writing, there will be no more ink."
Good things turned around lightly and walked out with a clatter.
The one at the foot of the mountain, right? I know it, it’s very familiar!
"Go quickly and come back soon. We'll wait for you to eat."
Song Ruan took off the bell from its neck and opened the door for it, and the beast started to move quickly.
It strolls around every day, gossiping about the people around it and watching the fun. It knows who belongs to which family better than Song Ruan. After all, Song Ruan had to go to work before, and now it's cold and he doesn't want to move. But good things don't have to worry about these things.
What kind of job can a little donkey with a good leg do? As for the question of whether it is cold or not - it is a native species, and its ancestors have evolved cold-resistant genes. Its fur is as thick as a blanket. How can it be afraid of the cold like Song Ruan, a fragile person?
It walked with small steps making a tapping sound.
In the school, the teachers who have been sent down to work are also preparing for the New Year.
Although they were the "stinking ninths" who were sent down to the countryside for reform, they were able to hold on until this time before being sent down, and to be sent to a relatively wealthy and peaceful village like the Dongfeng Brigade instead of various frontier farms. They were all people who had done nothing wrong and had two people outside who could help them deal with the situation.
Now it's so cold that the members are unwilling to come out, and the heavy snow has blocked the mountains so the Red Soldiers can't get here, so no one bothers them, so their lives are still relatively easy.
——This is better than other people who were sent down. The main theme of this era was hardship, especially for them who were sent down as "bad elements". It was particularly kind of the team to give them some wheat bran, husks and old rice so that they would not starve to death. After all, according to reason, these bad elements who were undergoing reform worked for nothing and did not even get any work points.
But after all, it was New Year's Day, so everyone still took out their best things. However, most of them were wild vegetables such as dried wild vegetables. The best thing was a dead sparrow picked up in the mountains. At least it was meat, so they chopped it up and put it in the soup pot, and everyone tasted a little.
Fan Yuying also contributed two corn cakes, which were mashed into the soup pot together, making the paste much thicker.
The pot was bubbling with food, and everyone got a bowl and sat around to eat.
Occasionally we chat a sentence or two, but most of the time we are silent.
Fan Yuying was drinking porridge quietly when she suddenly heard a familiar "hmm" sound coming from the door. It was not obvious in the night wind, but Fan Yuying recognized it immediately.
When she walked out of the door, she saw a little donkey carrying a few lunch boxes on its back and looking at her while chewing its food. When it saw her coming, it eagerly leaned its back against her and said, "Take it away quickly, take it away quickly! It also wants to go home for dinner!"
Seeing the little donkey like this, a smile appeared on Fan Yuying's stiff face. She reached out to take the net bag off Haoshi and touched its head: "Thank you, master."
Haoshi snorted twice impatiently and turned away.
Troublesome Twolegs! Enslave the donkey! It now feels uncomfortable when it sees people standing on two feet!
Fan Yuying watched the little donkey kicking and struggling away, and then she walked back into the house carrying her lunch box.
"Give everyone some more food." She put the lunch box in the middle.
Others also knew about the relationship between her and Song Ruan. A gray-haired old man smiled and said, "Then we will shamelessly take advantage of you."
"No way."
The muscles on Fan Yuying's face had been tense for some time, but when she heard the old man's words, she couldn't help but reveal a smile from the bottom of her heart.
"She is indeed a good student." She held the heavy lunch box and felt the warmth flowing into her heart.
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