Song Tan Jishi

Lu Chuan was helpless - it was so busy downstairs that his mother was pushed into the living room to eat. She must have eaten so much that she forgot about her son.

Lu Chuan wanted to help, but he made a mistake and made a bad friend, and now...

He pointed at the two pale people sitting on the chairs: "They drank hot tea and lard residue, and now they have diarrhea."

Seeing Song Tan's eyes, Qin Yun and He Kuai almost wanted to cry!

Who is so hopeless? !

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!

Now my stomach is still rumbling, 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?"

"That's not true." Qin Yun said honestly, "It even escaped twice, but it's not serious."

"Oh." Song Tan understood and nodded now: "Then I'll bring you two bowls of pork liver soup. The one is light and doesn't have much oil, so it saves excitement."

Qin Yun was greatly moved, not to mention he said coyly: "How can this be so embarrassing..."

"Why are you so sorry!" Song Tan waved her hand. The two of them came with a lot of big and small bags. They were a little stupid, but they were still considerate, so she had to be considerate too!

As for Lu Chuan...

"I will bring them pork liver soup later, so please stop watching and go downstairs to eat!"

As he said this, he directly pulled Lu Chuan up and took 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..."

"Finally, eat less rice. I'll leave you a piece of crispy rice. When the time comes, you can apply sauce or fermented bean curd... I tell you, it's amazing!"

Qin Yun was leaning on the railing, listening to Song Tan's words, and watching Song Sancheng serving the dishes on a tray, with pieces of meat in rich red sauce on top, trembling...

Woo! Braised pork!

How delicious this must be!

He was so greedy that he was drooling with greed! At this moment, his face was pale and he asked He Fu: "How about we go down and eat too... You can eat and then poop..."

What's more, he was clearly moving, but as soon as his butt left the chair, he stiffened again, turned around and ran towards the toilet.

Qin Yun:...Woo!

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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 with "Aww", and he was so happy that he died! At this moment, I still don’t forget to say something vague:

"Oh my god! I finally know what [Pengpi Shenghui] is like!"

No!

Cong Yun on the side couldn't help but laugh: "Young man looks energetic!"

Although his skin is fair and he looks elegant, his spirit and erect strength are beyond the comparison of ordinary young people today!

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:

"Come on, come on, you can sit here, this is the seat reserved for you! There are still some dishes left, enough to eat!"

Isn’t that enough to eat? At least six of the ten dishes at other people’s houses are on plates.

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 down, plus Lu Jing and Lu Chuan... which one doesn't have a huge appetite!

When other people are having a banquet, they are afraid of flipping their chopsticks around, but when it is the turn of the Lao 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 now, she might have put a plate full of vegetables.

Just as he was 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... 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: "Don't I give you living expenses every month? Isn't it enough?"

"Yes, that's enough, it's too much." Lu Jing was like a standard loving mother at this moment, and quickly gave him another piece of braised pork.

"What Mom means is that if Mom doesn't go back to the Imperial Capital to work in the future, 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 kid! Keep your voice down!" Lu Jing slapped him with an elbow.

"What does it mean to make a living? I just 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 lead."

"That's right..." She was a little embarrassed: "Do you think that if I take the initiative to mention this matter, will it appear that we are seeking repayment for our kindness?"

Lu Chuan was so helpless:

"Mom, you work in the imperial capital, and we send a lot of delicious food here every month. Isn't it nice to relax?"

"I thought it was pretty good before," Lu Jing whispered, "but as soon as you eat this meal, you will know that it is still different."

The mother and son murmured softly, but their chopsticks were moved like lightning without any delay.

At this moment, Lu Chuan tasted a 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, you see, their family has invited so many people. Where are all the people they invited 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 on the mountain.

There is also their Lotus, who works so meticulously at home, no one dislikes her, and she even takes the initiative to go to the mountains.

There is also a tall and low-heeled Zhang Wang family. I heard that they work hard all year round, so they didn't even mention it, so they took the initiative to eat at the canteen on the mountain.

She has no special skills and no unique identity... How can she have the nerve to stay at home and make a living?

Aside from the one I missed, 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 Tan Tan 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...