Lu Chuan was helpless - it was so busy downstairs that his mother was pushed into the living room to eat. She must have forgotten her son by now.
Lu Chuan wanted to go down and help, but he made a mistake by making bad friends, and now...
He pointed at the two pale people sitting on the chairs: "They were drinking hot tea and drinking pigs. It’s oily, and I’m having diarrhea now.”
Seeing Song Tan’s eyes, Qin Yun and He Kuai almost wanted to cry!
Who is so worthless? !
The lard residue didn't have much oil, so it was still warm when eaten. As a result, I ate so much, drank so much, and grabbed so much that my stomach became upset!
My stomach is still rumbling now, and the feeling of a sudden convulsion seems to be gone, so I am too embarrassed to sit down and can only wait in silence for a while.
"You have diarrhea?" Song Tan asked with concern: "Is it severe?"
"No." Qin Yun said honestly: "I just ran away twice, but "It's not serious."
"Oh." Song Tan understood and nodded: "Then I'll bring you two bowls of pork liver soup. The one is light and doesn't have much oil, which saves the excitement. ”
Qin Yun was greatly moved, not to mention he said coyly: "Why are you so embarrassed..."
"Why are you so embarrassed!" Song Tan waved his hand, and the two of them came with large and small bags. Young man, people are a little stupid, but they are still considerate, so she must be considerate too!
As for Lu Chuan...
"I will bring them pork liver soup later, so stop watching and go downstairs to eat!"
While saying , while directly dragging Lu Chuan up, and then taking him downstairs, her voice could still be faintly heard at the top of the stairs:
"Let me tell you, in our pig-killing banquet in the countryside, all we can use is freshly killed pork! Even chickens and ducks are included. You also know that our pigs are delicious!"
"The onions, ginger, and garlic used this time are all grown at home. They have never been so luxurious this year! You must eat more..."
"Eat less rice at the end, I will leave it for you A piece of rice cake, then put some sauce or fermented bean curd on it...I tell you, it's absolutely amazing!"
Qin Yun stood on the railing, listening to Song Tan's words, and looked at Song Sancheng holding the tray below. When the dishes are served, there are pieces of meat in thick oil and red sauce, trembling...
Woo! Braised pork!
How delicious this must be!
He is so greedy that he is salivating! At this moment, he asked He Fu with a pale face: "How about we go down and eat too... You can eat and then have a bowel movement..."
He Fu clearly made a move, but as soon as his butt left the chair, he started again His body stiffened, he turned around and ran to the toilet.
Qin Yun: ...Woo!
……
When Lu Chuan was brought into the living room, everyone was stunned for a moment when they looked up.
Zhu Xin ate the fat but not greasy braised pork in one bite and was so happy that he died! At this moment, I didn’t forget to say something vague:
“Oh my God! I know what [Pengpi Shenghui] looks like!”
No!
Cong Yun on the side couldn't help laughing: "Young man looks energetic!"
Although his skin is fair and he looks elegant, his spirit and erect strength are beyond comparison with those of ordinary young people nowadays!
For a leader with a military background like him, to be able to praise his spirit is already the greatest compliment to the Princess and the Pea!
But Song Tan didn't care about this at all. He only looked around and quickly turned around and pushed people:
"Come on, come on, sit here, this is the seat reserved for you! There are still some dishes left, enough to eat!”
Isn’t that enough? At least six of the ten dishes in other people’s homes are on the plate.
When the old Song family entertained guests, there were no plates on the table at all, and all the cold dishes were served in basins!
Just like this table, the fire police and the two security guards who can't sit there, plus Lu Jing and Lu Chuan... which one doesn't have a huge appetite!
When eating at other people’s banquets, they are afraid of flipping their chopsticks around, but when it’s the turn of the Old Song family, they should quickly stuff their mouths with whatever they pick! With that kind of effort, everyone would eat with two chopsticks!
Lu Chuan was so helpless. He didn't say he didn't want to eat, but Song Tan seemed to be afraid that he wouldn't be able to eat, and kept pushing and giving away. If she hadn't gone back to look for the bowl right now, she might have piled a plate full of vegetables.
While thinking about it, Lu Jing suddenly handed over a disposable bowl, which contained several slices of minced garlic white meat that had already been empty. "Come on, come on, mom specially left this for you, eat it quickly! It's delicious. Is mom treating you well?"
She also helped today. The delicate perm was tied up, and her arms were also wearing the kind of sleeves that are common in rural areas, mainly for a down-to-earth look.
Lu Chuan was silent for a moment:
"Mom, do you have anything to say?"
Lu Jing became nervous.
"Then what... the part-time job I have now is not that important. You can also make money. You should be able to support me in the future, right?"
Lu Chuan was a little confused: "I don't do it every month Did they give you living expenses? Isn’t it enough?”
“Yes, it’s enough, it’s too much.” Lu Jing was acting like a loving mother at the moment, and quickly gave him another piece of braised pork.
"What Mom means is that if Mom doesn't go back to work in the imperial capital, you won't dislike me, right?"
Lu Chuan:...
The braised pork in my hand suddenly became heavy.
He stared at Lu Jing, and at this moment a bold idea came to his mind:
"Mom, you don't want to stay here to make a living, do you?"
"You This kid! Keep your voice down!" Lu Jing slapped him.
“What does it mean to make a living? I want to find a job here. I can do anything like washing dishes and choosing vegetables.”
"Don't yell and go out. I see that many people in their village want to stay and work. We have to take the initiative."
"That's right..." She was a little embarrassed: "You said if I take the initiative By mentioning this matter, will it appear that we are seeking repayment for our kindness?”
Lu Chuan was helpless:
“Mom, you work in the imperial capital, and we send you mail here every month? There were a lot of delicious foods in the past, isn’t it good to eat lightly?”
“I thought it was pretty good before,” Lu Jing whispered, “But you’ll know after this meal. That’s still different.”
The mother and son murmured softly, but their chopsticks were moved like lightning without any delay.
At this moment, Lu Chuan tasted another piece of scrambled eggs with tomatoes. The sweet, sour, and crispy flavor melted into his mouth, and it was no less than the meat.
The lard residue is stewed with cabbage and tofu. The original crispy texture is softened by the stew, and it has a different kind of aroma when chewed.
While eating slowly, he asked:
"Mom, look at their family has invited so many people, where are the people eating?"
This time it was Lu Jing's turn to be silent.
Professor Song and others were still eating at Lao Song's house, but his students' professional skills were still so strong, and now they were all arranged to eat in the mountains.
There is also their family Lotus. She is so meticulous in her work at home. No one dislikes her. People also take the initiative to go to the mountains.
There is also a Zhang Wang family with high and low legs. I heard that they work hard all year round, so they didn’t even mention it, so they took the initiative to eat in the canteen on the mountain.
Firstly, she has no special skills, and secondly, she has no unique identity... How dare she stay at home and make a living?
Putting aside the one that was neglected, I can barely keep up with the updates...
I saw some comments saying that this pig-killing banquet without chickens, ducks and fish was too shabby, and Tantan was stingy.
Let me explain here, no gifts are accepted at the pig-killing banquet in the countryside, so you can only eat pork and pig offal. If there are not many people in the village, maybe a few stew pots will be enough.
The old Song family really didn’t bother this time, and they felt that they were quite luxurious...