Song Tan Jishi

Once the atmosphere relaxes, the aroma of vegetables that permeates the surroundings makes people unable to lift their heads.

The old Song family has always had no red tape when it comes to eating. Starting from the eldest Song Youde, everyone started using their chopsticks.

Qin Yun and He Kuang had long been fascinated by the milky-white crucian carp soup. When they saw everyone starting to eat, they quickly picked up the spoons:

"Let me try this soup!"

"I'll try it too!"

The milky white crucian carp soup is rich and fragrant, and the heat is mixed with indescribable deliciousness. It is garnished with some chopped green onion and coriander. Now when you scoop it up with a big spoon, this green color is quickly distributed in the whole pot of soup.

Fortunately, no one is picky about food - maybe the only one who needs to be taboo is Lu Chuan.

Song Tan asked him, "Can these hair products be eaten?"

Lu Chuan laughed, and the joy from the inside out quickly infected everyone around him: "It has been more than half a year and I have already recovered. I have almost eaten all the dried fish you sent me before."

"That's okay!" Wu Lan quickly urged him: "Come on, let's have some soup! Tantan's cousin is very good at cooking. Let's try filling a bowl of crucian carp soup!"

Although urged diligently, the old Song family did not have the habit of picking up vegetables and serving soup for others, so Lu Chuan seemed more adaptable:

"Okay. I'll give it a try - I already smelled the aroma when I stewed the fish."

In addition to the tender crucian carp soup, there are also juicy cold black fungus, red and green oily fried river shrimps with green onions, rich-colored eel pot, and plump and deep green green peppers stuffed with meat.

Refreshing cabbage kang tofu, local cucumber mixed with eggs, all-purpose homemade scrambled eggs with tomatoes, stir-fried minced pork with sour cowpeas, and cold shredded radish in season...

The variety of dishes was unprecedented, and even the pots were two sizes smaller than usual. The dishes were piled on top of each other, squeezing the edge of the turntable on the large round table!

Just move your chopsticks in any direction and you'll be able to eat something you won't be able to stop eating.

On the inner floor, there are simple large basins filled with rice, crispy rice, and a large basin of white fungus soup.

If Qin Yun and He Gu, who were forgetful about eating, were asked to comment on this meal, they would probably just open their mouths and then close them again in vain.

What to evaluate? Just show off your rice!

Taking less than one bite would be disrespectful to the meal!

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They were all young men, and their stomachs felt like bottomless pits when they ate.

The seventh cousin was still mumbling whether this pot of rice would satisfy them, but Qin Yun took the lead and put down his chopsticks:

"It's so good..."

Everyone:...

Qiao Qiao had been full for a long time and was the first to stand up now: "It's okay uncle, Sister Xiao Guo made hawthorn pills. I'll go get some first."

He said proudly: "The hawthorn pills are delicious, sour and sweet, and they are full of fruity aroma after chewing them. Then your saliva will flow a lot... If you eat too much, they will be digested quickly!"

He Fu on the side opened his mouth, then quickly closed it.

Although it was very full, but when he described it like this, the saliva secreted unconsciously.

well! Why are you so useless!

Qin Yun pursed his lips and nodded, resisting the urge to hiccup, but after enduring it again and again, his desire to hiccup was replaced by one sentence:

"Why did you call my uncle Brother Lu Chuan? Are we so different in appearance?"

Qiao Qiao's eyes widened instantly: "Uncle, are you dissatisfied with old age?!"

Qin Yun:...! ! !

I'm not dissatisfied with old age, I'm dissatisfied with you. Why should you treat me differently? !

His eyes also widened, and the big question mark seemed to materialize. So much so that He Fu, who was also called uncle, couldn't hold back his laughter.

And Song Tan couldn't help laughing and said: "Qiao Qiao, you shouldn't judge a person's age by appearance. Not to mention the elder brother Qin Yun in front of you, he is about the same age as your beautiful brother."

"You might as well call me brother."

However, Qiao Qiao, who had always been obedient, glanced at Lu Chuan and felt very reluctant at this moment: "I don't know how to look inside... I'm just an uncle on the outside..."

Qin Yun sighed, leaned back on his chair and swore solemnly:

"It seems I won't be able to survive this night - I will definitely go to bed early tonight!"

If you continue to endure it and go out with Lu Chuan next time, will people call you grandpa?

What's more, he said heartbrokenly: "Who doesn't understand the principle of going to bed early? But do you do your work in the afternoon?"

Every time it lasts until the evening, and then the energy is high until the early morning, and then day and night are reversed...

This is how my work, rest, and body deteriorate.

And Qin Yun paused: "I'm not productive in the afternoon, so I'll do it in the evening...I won't fish tonight!"

Moreover, he sighed and said to Qiao Qiao:

"Then I'd better trouble you to get some more hawthorn pills..."

Everyone was chatting and watching them laughing and joking, and couldn't help but feel even more cheerful at this moment.

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Dr. Xiao Guo's skill in rolling meatballs is extremely good, and now he can make delicious hawthorn balls.

Qiaoqiao held a box of freshly kneaded noodles and couldn't help but eat one when she came back.

We can’t blame Qiao Qiao for not having any self-control, Hawthorn Pill is so cute!

They are round, about the same size as quail eggs, and the outer layer is a shell sealed with white wax——

The reason why it is so troublesome to make the Hawthorn Pill is simply because Dr. Xiao Guo is improving his technique. Includes physical preservation.

And when you chew it, the rich sour aroma and slight sweetness are combined together with the delicate and soft taste...

Qiaoqiao paused, then took out two more and put them in his pocket.

So while Lu Chuan was standing in the yard, Qiao Qiao hurriedly sent the hawthorn pill over:

"Brother, give you one! Sister, take one for you. It's delicious."

Lu Chuan spent a lot of effort to restrain himself today.

But no matter how much you restrain yourself, given the amount of food and rice, it will inevitably be a little too full.

He took the hawthorn pill, pinched it open easily with two fingers, and then stuffed it into his mouth, feeling the acid instantly.

Qiao Qiao looked at the place where Lu Chuan was staring at just now: "Brother, what were you looking at just now?"

Lu Chuan slowly swallowed the hawthorn pill and pointed at the flower bed: "The house is very beautifully built. It can be seen that the space for the garden was originally reserved. But - the plants are not cold-resistant, are they all dormant now?"

Qiao Qiao actually didn’t pay much attention to whether plants could withstand the cold or not, so he said nonchalantly:

"No, it was already summer when we were building the wall. It was so hot that we couldn't even plant flowers."

"My sister is going to dig a wisteria in the mountains and put it on the wall. Brother, have you ever seen a wisteria flower? Teacher Xin showed me a photo, it's very beautiful!"

"I didn't realize they were growing in the woods before... But my mother wouldn't let them grow. She said there was a lot of land here and it was in her yard, so she wanted to grow vegetables."

"Then winter came, and my sister didn't want radishes and cabbages to grow here, so she refused to let them grow!"