Chapter 1129 1129. Mix rice noodles tomorrow
Song Tan rested his chin on Lu Chuan’s shoulder and thought about it seriously: "Indeed."
It’s really amazing! The nodes of two lifetimes have different changes from him! What's even lower than this probability is that Lu Chuan happens to have better looks.
"What a wonderful fate!" Song Tan also sighed and repeated.
Then she hugged Lu Chuan's waist, turned her head over his shoulder, and saw several interlaced scars behind his white auricles.
She leaned forward and kissed the new soft flesh gently. Lu Chuan felt as if a small current was flowing down his spine and into the top of his head, and he shuddered all over for a moment.
Then he subconsciously moved his body slightly, but felt that the arm around his waist was like an iron hoop, making him unable to move.
The next moment, he heard Song Tan's muffled laughter, and his hot breath rushed up to his shoulders along with the light and breathable clothes, making him feel that his shoulders were also burning, which he couldn't ignore.
"Hahaha, boyfriend, you are so sensitive... What should I do? Will I have to bear the pain of applying ointment to scars in the future?"
Rarely, Lu Chuan was a little embarrassed, his cheeks and ears are slightly red: "Of course I won't apply ointment normally..."
"Huh?"
Song Tan raised his head and looked at him in surprise: "I didn't say abnormal Tu? Where did you think you were going?"
Lu Chuan closed his mouth.
In terms of close contact, in a short period of time, he was not as bold as Song Tan. But...
He took a deep breath slowly and calmly: It will be fine in the future.
However, just as this thought turned around, I felt a moist heat on my earlobe. Someone was biting on my earlobe. I could feel my teeth grinding gently——
“Don’t...”
He whispered, tilting his head slightly to one side, but the hands holding Song Tan's waist subconsciously exerted force, and then his earlobes suddenly felt cold, and Song Tan looked at him with a sigh:
"You are really sensitive..."
You have to bear the blame!
The Princess and the Pea is really the Princess and the Pea. Even if she is not with him in the future, I am afraid no one will be able to withstand this fragile feeling.
After all, although he is strong, thicker materials will make him uncomfortable. For example, he can lift heavy objects, but he needs to endure the pain of grinding his hands.
It can be seen that there is actually nothing we can do in daily life...
This feeling of contradiction is fresh for a while, but over time, I am afraid it will become a burden.
Of course, spiritual energy is not only bad for someone with a high affinity like him. His physical fitness, recovery power, endurance, etc. will be much better.
All I can say is, there is something to be gained.
But all this was done without the other party's knowledge. Song Tan was sighing at this moment, naturally feeling a little guilty.
But Lu Chuan didn't know, he just felt a little unable to hold his head up. After all, I have never had contact with people like this before, and I never thought that my sensitivity could be matched by this.
Although the progress is a bit fast, this kind of contact is actually nothing between lovers. He couldn't resist now...
Lu Chuan didn't say anything, but his face and neck were burning. Song Tan had to hold back his laughter, and finally hugged him, resting his head on his shoulder and trembling all over.
Until someone downstairs called her: "Tantan, Tantan! The soybeans are ready, come and eat!"
Lu Chuan quickly pushed her: "Go and eat quickly, I won't eat it yet "Okay, let me take care of the work first."
As soon as Song Tan released his hand, he pushed and pushed to close the door.
Qin Yun, who was huddled on the stairs with a bowl of content and trying to gossip, said to He Kuo: ...No, is this scene a male-female swap? Why isn't something quite right?
……
When Song Tan went downstairs, Qiao Qiao was pushing the small stone mill at home. There was gurgling white rice milk underneath. Song Tan couldn't help but laugh: "Why don't you use a wall breaker?"
Cousin Seven glanced at her: "The sound of that thing is so loud that it can wake up the pigs in the back mountain. I'll try it and compare the taste... What did you just do? Didn't you hear anything?"
The house is not that soundproof, right?
Song Tan decisively changed the subject: "What are we going to do? Rice cereal?"
The seventh cousin grunted twice. He was someone who had been here before, so he didn't expose her: "I haven't done much farm work recently. Why do I eat so much every day? I'm just thinking about grinding some rice flour and rice noodle. I can mix the rice noodle with it tomorrow morning and cook it at noon. Rice noodles."
He picked up a crispy soybean and put it into his mouth. It was so crispy and delicious that even an eighty-year-old man could chew it. It was so delicious!
“Look, our fried soybeans are so good that they don’t deserve some rice noodles. What a waste!”
Ulan was shaking the rice milk on the plate next to him, waiting for it to be steamed. My son laughed and said, "Isn't it just because of the vinegar that you can make dumplings?"
The seventh cousin also laughed: "I haven't eaten these in years, it's something new!"
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After saying that, I couldn't help but think about it: "If the sweet potatoes weren't enough, I could have made some sweet potato flour... By the way, next year when the wheat is ripe, we'll have sesame leaf noodles, beef noodles, and rolled noodles and steamed noodles. , You need to eat more!”
“Okay!” Song Tan never refuses the seventh cousin’s arrangements when it comes to eating, and now he thought about it again:
< br>"Why isn't it snowing yet? If it doesn't snow, the wheat won't be able to grow."
When it comes to snow, everyone becomes worried: "It's been too cold at night these days. If it doesn't snow again, Snow, the rush roots in your fields can’t be covered, for fear of being damaged by the frost.”
“That’s right, Tan Tan said that we didn’t see any insects this year due to the biotechnology we used, which is pretty good. But it won’t snow. What if the bugs don’t freeze to death next year and become resistant?”
The family chatted, and finally took a look at the weather forecast, and found that there was heavy snow in the forecast next week, and they were satisfied.
Looking like this is very similar to the way I used to squat in front of the TV at 7:30 every day, waiting for the weather forecast, with my rice bowl in my hand during the busy farming days when I was a child.
Song Tan lowered his head and looked at the plates of rice milk:
"Is this all you will do tonight?"
"Yes." The seventh cousin nodded: "Let's make some to eat tomorrow morning. The rest will be broadcast live tomorrow morning. Qiaoqiao said that it would be difficult for children to see clearly when teaching at night."
"Tomorrow morning I will make rice noodle and rice noodle. I will assign homework this time! I must teach to achieve results!"
He was rinsing the stone mill with a water pipe and spoke with determination.
Song Tan: ...cough.
She didn't answer the question. She just thought about Party Secretary Zhu Zhu's plans for next year's electronic modification, and asked the seventh cousin:
"After these are done, mix It doesn’t take much effort to make these. If you have a lot of these tomorrow, why don’t you give some to Party Secretary Xiao Zhu’s family?”
They said they were just going to have a pig-killing feast, but they wandered around here every day until it was time for dinner before sadly going back...
Oh, how old are they? As I get older, I can't bear to see people being weird.
The seventh cousin snorted. I really thought I was quite old, but I really couldn’t refuse.
Why?
"Those young men are more diligent and willing to work than your boyfriend. I just happened to ask them and your dad to help put some trees on the mountain tomorrow and chop some firewood for us."
Update one, continue to go out for exercise after dinner.
(End of this chapter)