Chapter 1184 1184. Bad energy
Dr. Xiao Guo’s mouth is as sharp as Song Tan’s.
At this moment, the two girls were asked to lie on the bed side by side. They didn’t even need to lift their sweaters. They just found the acupuncture points and started rubbing them slowly.
At first, the child hummed twice, but then his expression became more and more comfortable, which made Aiguli eager to try:
"After pressing the button, the digestion will be completed. Is your stomach empty?" ?”
Guo Dong laughed: "How can there be such a magical effect? It just makes the child's stomach less upset, more comfortable, and digests a little faster."
She saw through Ayiguli's idea: "They They were full, but it wasn't serious. But if I went back to eat and drink a lot after that, it would definitely be bad."
Then he told Song Tan: "I only gave him a small bowl for lunch. Come on, don’t eat anything in between.”
Does she know how bad Song Tan is?
When the seventh cousin’s son comes back, their family has prepared good things to devour others.
Knowing that they can't come back with their families there, they can be so greedy here, and the main thing is to make people regret and never forget it, right?
The two looked at each other, and there was a tacit understanding of each other.
But...
“That’s not right.”
Song Tan suddenly remembered something:
"I remember that not long after my seventh cousin came here to work, he sent you something. Tea, honey, white fungus... What, is the express too far away to arrive?"
Ayiguli suddenly remembered I felt that unforgettable memory, and nodded in surprise at this moment:
“It turns out you gave me the tea and honey!”
“Our whole family can drink a big bowl of tremella soup! And we can use the toilet. Very easy! So is honey! It tastes great when paired with barbecued skewers and rice!"
Song Tan paused and said, "It sounds like you can taste it. If you are a child, you should know that we have delicious food here, right?”
Why do you need to eat so much in the city?
Ayiguli blushed a little.
“It was delicious. Both children liked it very much and kept coming back to see what grandpa eats every day... We also bought tickets, but my dad had something to do at the moment, so we just bought the tickets I quit.”
Later Song Shuliang said: Children should not have such high expectations.
Because he grew up in the countryside, he knew that although there were good things in the village, they must also be very precious. His father traveled thousands of miles to send these, so he must have put in a lot of effort to get them!
Later, every time I asked about his job during the video call, the seventh cousin said that he was a chef in a family in the village, cooking a big pot of rice for everyone...
When Song Shuliang heard this, didn't he understand?
As a cook, you can always get something good. But you are not free to have three meals a day!
With the rapid consumption of honey, the number of tea leaves is decreasing day by day. Thinking about the long journey, the heart of returning home fades away again.
But at this moment, when Ayiguli thought about it again, she felt filled with regret.
Song Tan knew that going too far was too much, so he took the initiative to change the topic:
"Dr. Guo, what do you want for the New Year? Can I ask my cousin to prepare it for you?"
Guo Dong sighed. : "I can pick vegetables from your field, and I can buy tea myself. It seems that I don't need anything... Oh, let him prepare it and take two days during the Chinese New Year to come to my house."
< br>Thought for a while and then asked:
"Qiaoqiao, does he have those kind of tattoo stickers? Don't most children like to play with these? Give two to his cousin and put them on his arms. Be more aggressive!"< br>
Tsk. With Zhang Yanping's face, that body structure, and a tattoo on his arm, I will take him back to his hometown during the Chinese New Year to see who among those people still dares to chirp!
This made it difficult for Song Tan to answer: "If I remember correctly, the only stickers Qiao Qiao has now are Peppa Pig and Ultraman. Do you want them?"
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Guo Dong shook his head instantly. This was too out of place: "Forget it, I'll buy it myself. I don't know if it can be shipped before the year."
Song Tan thought for a while. : "Otherwise, our family will be selling new year's goods during the Chinese New Year. I'll bring you both with me when the time comes. You should be able to find them in the small boutiques in town."
Guo Dong nodded: "Okay!"
He turned to another topic:
"There will definitely be more people staying in the village next year. Then I will go to your vegetable field again. It’s not appropriate to pick vegetables. Why don’t you get some meal coupons and I’ll pay for them.”
“If you want to cook it yourself, let Zhang Yanping bring me some food. If you don’t want to, I’ll go to the mountain. Eat in the cafeteria.”
How many dishes can Dr. Xiao Guo eat by himself?
She maintains a good health and can even eat a vegetable by herself. And throughout the year, there is no shortage of things like hawthorn pills to relieve summer heat.
Now that I am in love with Zhang Yanping, I have some scruples, so I said this.
Song Tan thought about it for a while, but did not refuse:
“Let’s wait until after the new year. There will be more people after the new year, so we can reconsider this matter.”
Two People were chatting casually like this, and Guo Dong had already helped Ayiguli press her down. While she frowned at the soreness and swelling of her acupuncture points, she couldn't help but think for a while:
The life in the child’s father’s hometown seems no worse than in the frontier! There is a feeling of freedom and happiness...
...
After the mother and daughter finished the massage, they strolled back to warm themselves by the fire and chat, listening to interesting things in the village and talking about life on the frontier. .
At the same time, I have to look at the table full of food and secretly drool.
When Song Shuliang came back, it was already 12:00 noon.
Xiao Zhu, the party secretary, went to Song Tan's house and found ready meals, but Song Shuliang was already hungry.
He didn’t expect that he would have to go through so many procedures throughout the morning. It was either this document or that document. It was dazzling to sign, and from time to time, his father would stab him.
Now when I returned to the yard, I found that Grandma Qi and Ayiguli were not at home. The fire that was lit in the morning was half buried with ashes, leaving only a slight spark.
The cold room made him couldn't help but blurt out:
"This house is still too big, and it's too cold in winter. I don't know how dad has lived here for so many years."
The seventh cousin got the job done and was in a good mood at the moment. He just pretended not to hear what his son had to say.
He only worried about the pig's trotters, eggs and dried beans in the stew pot, and whether the pre-cooked meat had been stolen by rats?
Finally, I even opened the freezer and took out some ready-made fried milk made at Qiaoqiao's house yesterday.
At this time, Grandma Qi also came back with her mother and daughter, whose cheeks were flushed by the heat. Everyone was talking and laughing, obviously very happy. Ayiguli even volunteered:
“Mom, let me help you light the fire.”
"Okay!"
Grandma Qi didn't refuse: "Your dad likes to use two stoves for cooking. It just so happens that we each have one, so it can still stay warm."
As for the two little ones, As for the granddaughter, they have been laughing and dancing for a long time now, and they are not afraid of the cold at all. Children are full of energy.
After sitting alone in the main room for a while, Song Shuliang was so cold that he rubbed his hands and stamped his feet. He couldn't help but get up and walk around twice. He found that this huge house, if there were no sporadic sounds from the kitchen, it would be really boring. Too quiet.
Update one. I was so sleepy that I took a nap before writing, but luckily I finished it.