After taking a bite, Song Yu said with sparkling eyes: "Aunt, the noodles you make are getting more and more delicious."
"Hahaha, really? Then eat more, there's more in the kitchen."
"good."
"Aunt, I want it." Seeing his sister eating so happily, Song Rong said anxiously.
"Okay, okay, sit down and I'll feed you right away." Song Tanglan saw that the little guy was drooling, so she picked up the rag beside her to wipe his saliva helplessly, then blew on the cold noodles and handed them to the little guy's mouth.
After Song Rong took a bite, Song Yu anxiously asked Song Rong: "Brother, is it delicious?"
"good."
“It’s not good, it’s delicious.”
"good."
“It’s not good, it’s delicious.”
Song Tanglan found the two little guys struggling and found it very funny, and said helplessly.
"Okay, okay, Xiaoyu, eat the noodles. Your brother is still young, and his pronunciation isn't very clear yet. He'll be fine when he grows up a little bit."
"My younger brother is just lazy. He's almost three years old now. When I was three, I could go out and play."
"Our little rain is awesome."
Song Rong seemed to understand what they said and was anxious to express himself, so he said excitedly, "I am fat."
After saying that, he patted himself.
His cute action made Song Tanglan laugh, and Qiao Yue, who had just returned, heard the two people laughing as soon as she entered the room.
I thought something happy was going on, so I quickened my pace and as soon as I entered the house, I saw three people eating noodles there.
"Hey, what's the good news? I heard you guys laughing so loudly outside."
"Sister-in-law, you're back. I just praised Xiaoyu for being a good kid, and Xiaorong seemed to understand. He said he was fat, and then he patted his belly."
"Mom, you don't know how funny your brother was just now."
"I didn't expect my son to be so smart that he actually knows how to be jealous. Lanlan, you go have lunch. Xiaorong, I'll feed him." Qiao Yue took the bowl and chopsticks from Song Tanglan.
"good."
Song Tanglan went straight into the kitchen, took her noodles, sat down with Song Yu, and started eating. She had been walking around for so long today and was already hungry. Now that she was no longer needed, of course she had to fill her stomach.
Thinking about all the delicacies I had eaten in my previous life, now even the most ordinary noodles seem especially delicious.
After finishing lunch, Qiao Yue took the two little ones back to their room for a nap, and Song Tanglan had nothing to do, so she went back to her room to tidy up her things.
However, the little girl's room was very tidy and there was nothing that needed to be sorted out. Song Tanglan picked up a pen and paper and planned to write down the things that needed to be purchased on the paper so that there would be no need to worry about missing anything.
In addition to stocking up on more fine grains, she also had to buy some daily necessities. Although the Song family said she didn't need to worry about these things, she still had to stay in the countryside for another seven years, so she thought it would be better to prepare as much as possible so that she wouldn't have to worry about not having enough in the future.
In the afternoon, Song Tanglan planned to go to the scrap yard to pick up some bargains. Although the original owner's high school graduation books were still there, she had read many novels in her previous life where the protagonists found treasures at the scrap yard.
She also wants to give it a try, maybe she'll get lucky!
Even if she didn't gain anything else, if she came across an exercise book or something, her trip wouldn't be a loss.
If you are lucky, you might be able to find a big bargain.
The scrap yard is quite far from the Song family, but Song Tanglan plans to walk there. When she comes back, she can go to the state-owned restaurant and take a ride with Song Tangqing.
When we arrived at the legendary scrap yard, there was nothing special about it. It was just an ordinary small bungalow. There was an old man lying on a recliner at the door, fanning himself slowly.
Song Tanglan didn't hesitate much and walked up to him and asked, "Uncle, I'm here to find some newspapers to paste on the wall."
The old man raised his head and glanced at her, then said nonchalantly, "Go in, and remember not to take anything you dare not take."
"Uh-huh."
In this way, Song Tanglan walked into the house smoothly, but as soon as he entered, he saw the mess. It was like a waste recycling station in later generations, with many things piled together, such as broken tables, tattered books, and boxes without lids.
Looking at the pile of garbage in front of her, she suddenly realized that treasure hunting was not so easy. But now that she had come this far, how could she give up without looking through it?
He found a corner and started looking through the books. If he came across a book he liked, he would put it aside. Time passed as he searched through the books. Song Tanglan didn't gain much this time and ended up making a mess of himself. Fortunately, he found a few books that he could use.
Looking at the pile of unused things in front of him, Song Tanglan reluctantly changed to another corner and started searching. However, part of this corner was filled with chairs and other things, so it was more difficult to find them.
After searching in the corner for a while, she didn't find what she needed, let alone find a treasure. It turned out that novels are all lies.
She only found a few useful high school books, but fortunately she didn't think it was too much, so she planned to buy them all and put them in her space. Maybe she would need them in the future.
After taking a long break, Song Tanglan stopped dreaming and looked at the pile of messy things at his feet, and couldn't help but sigh.
Nothing is difficult in this world, as long as you are willing to give up...
He looked at the corner of the table in his hand and threw it on the ground beside him. When he was about to pick up the things he had selected and leave, he heard the sound of it falling to the ground. The more Song Tanglan listened, the more he felt that there was something wrong with the sound.
She always felt that the table leg in her hand was not as heavy as the previous ones, so she picked it up curiously and threw it away. By the way, she compared it with the others and found something wrong.
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