A basket full of radishes and cabbages is really not enough.
More than a dozen pig-killing banquets have been held, so there is no need to dig and search about it.
Song Tan sighed and waved his hand: "Qiao Qiao, this is a class reunion for you, and your children also need you to be responsible for hosting it. You can prepare the souvenirs yourself - not tea, not pork. No, you can take care of the rest yourself.”
“Okay!” Qiao Qiao was instantly happy: “I’m going to pick vegetables now!”
Seeing his back running away, Song Tan suddenly felt sad about raising a son.
Tsk.
But Lu Chuan withdrew his gaze and couldn't help but reveal a faint smile on his lips.
Probably only with the support of such relatives, a mentally deficient [child] like Qiao Qiao can shine with such splendid glory.
……
The sun was shining warmly at noon in winter. Everyone had eaten and drank enough, and it was inevitable that they were a little out of spirits.
At this time, the old Song family was tidying up the yard, and several well-dressed young men were sweeping the floor with big brooms, so that everyone walked from the yard to the outside, and finally found no one. There were no cars wandering around on the asphalt road.
The villagers who came to help clean up in the kitchen followed them home. Some people decided to wait until there were not so many guests in the old Song family tomorrow to talk in detail. .
Netizens looked at the bamboo forest with the rustling wind in the distance, then at the vegetable patch downhill that was no longer springlike, and at the two conspicuous white greenhouses in the middle...
< br>Finally, he moved his eyes to the yellow soil stove in front of him.
If I remember correctly, at noon today, since they ate all the vegetables first, there was actually quite a lot of rice left...
The first brother on the list swore for five hundred years that he was full at noon.
But...
He cleared his throat: "What...have you ever eaten rice balls?"
"It's not the kind that's sold outside and has added sugar inside. Meat floss is also a stuffed rice ball, but the kind made in a big pot in rural areas.”
The soft rice and the crispy rice dumplings are gathered in the palm of the hand, and when the hands are pressed together, an authentic rice ball is made.
If you like sweets, dip them in some white sugar. If you don’t like sweets, wrap some bean curd or pickles inside.
No matter how hard it is, chewing the original flavor still brings out the sweetness of rice grains.
When he described it like this, several people present silently touched their bellies.
First of all, the two girls were so sorry that they were about to shed tears: "No, stop talking, I'm still so full, I really can't eat another bite."
The other older men looked at each other and said:
“My stomach is still full, but I’m not that hungry. Even this rice is just sitting there for nothing, it’s such a waste...”
< br>“That’s right, who shoveled the thinner rice on the side and didn’t pick it up? There are still a lot of them.”
“Yeah, I’m not very hungry, but this rice is really delicious. , I can make a small one and eat it slowly..."
"I'm okay. I feel that eating this hawthorn pill helps digestion. After a while, I won't feel anything in my stomach. It should be okay. Eat one more..."
"I like salty food. I wonder if I can put some pickles and hot sauce in it..."
As they talked, everyone moved to the stove in unison.
However, before they could open the lid of the pot, they saw several men striding over with hoes: "Come on, come on, we have a meal today, so we can't do nothing!" You just said how to clean up this stove?"
"Xiao Zhu, please just stand aside and stop talking. I feel like you are busy today. It’s tiring, we can just do the rough work.”
"That won't work! We haven't done any rough work or fine work since we came here today. Why are we sharing so much? Come on, come on, I remember the chef's request just now - I'll give you this rag, and let's put this iron Lift up the pot. "
"You guys should just smash this earthen stove. The aunts said that the village has been strictly inspected recently, and the smoke from the fire here is easy to be detected by satellites. "< br>
It needs to be placed in the past. After the pot is removed, the earth stove will collapse on its own within two days. In a few days, the wind and sun will turn it into a pile of soil. There is no need to clean it up at all. .
But now that environmental monitoring is strict, even if it’s a small matter, it won’t cause any problems. Maybe it’s better to clean it up!
It also saves them trouble.
A few people were about to take action as they said so. The big brother on the list had just laid the foundation for his emotions five hundred years ago, and the food hadn't even reached his mouth yet. How could he tolerate it?
At this moment, he quickly stepped forward: "Brother, brother, it's not urgent, it's not urgent." He opened the lid of the pot, "Look, there is half of the rice in each pot. ”
As soon as the lid of the pot was opened, several arrogant young men instantly lost their fighting power.
They put the rags back on the stove. Staring at the pot of rice, the rough old man clapped his hands and felt a little embarrassed:
“I can’t eat any more of this.”
"You can eat it, you can eat it!" The Five Hundreds slapped their bellies loudly, as if they had a ripe watermelon inside.
At this moment, he vowed: "We ate the big hawthorn pills, and now we are almost done eating. We can still take another bite."
These words are all. Gentlemen, this rice is so delicious, if they could eat it, they would want to take a bite of it!
Everyone looked at each other and opened the lids of the remaining two pots again - well, there is still rice left!
So there was no need to worry anymore, a few people picked up the shovels and started working.
With a big slap, an irregular rice ball came out.
But this time you have to remember not to gobble it up. You have to eat delicious food like this slowly to pass the time and satisfy your stomach.
While everyone was squatting on the curb, nibbling at the rice balls, Secretary Wang also strolled out and was stunned for a moment.
Fortunately, he and the leader visited privately incognito. If he really brought the media here like the city leaders, you think these people would just squat here and eat rice balls...
How damaging to the image!
After all, they were all from Ning Cheng. Secretary Wang was happy for a while. Seeing that the leader was still talking about something next to the old men, he was also a little ready to make a move.
He walked forward in a few steps: "Where are the rice balls?"
Isn't that just rice balls?
Five hundred years stood up, and was about to say a polite word: "Would you like one too?"
Then he looked at the pot subconsciously.
Just now, the dozen or so of them just shoveled away the remaining rice in the pot, and now they have no choice but to give it to them.
Fortunately, Secretary Wang is sharp and can roughly understand it by looking at their expressions and then looking at the empty pot.
At this moment, he shook his head: "I won't eat, I won't eat, I can't eat anymore - don't you really feel full?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw someone in front of him. The Peppa Pig man suddenly held his stomach in pain.
“Ouch…”
Good night.