Chapter 1133 1133. Suck, suck, suck, it’s so spicy!
As expected, just after 7:30, the sound of a pickup truck was heard outside the yard.
When the car stopped, I saw that there were many thick tree trunks piled in the back compartment, as well as tangled branches.
By the way, there are two large bags of brown dried leaves and pine needles in the corner.
“There were few people going up the mountain over there. When I saw the leaves were so thick and there were two sacks on the sandalwood cart, I simply packed two sacks back to light the fire.”
Wood stoves are often used at home. This thing is indispensable. But before unloading the truck, Song Sancheng sniffed:
“Oh! This chili oil! It’s delicious...but I have to eat less. The chili is too spicy and my hemorrhoids are a little bit worse..."
It’s been cold lately, so my seventh cousin likes to use dried chili shells like millet and spicy chili peppers in summer. That stuff is really spicy...
I feel that only the Xijiang side, which is relatively quiet, can accept it.
But Song Sancheng loved food and food, so he had a vague attack of hemorrhoids after just two meals. Now when he smelled it, his mouth started to water again.
This is how he reacted to someone who eats good food every day, let alone the five strong young men next to him who are already hungry.
You spend a lot of money at a young age, so now you clapped your hands and didn't bother to go to the bathroom to wash your hands with hot water. You just turned on the open faucet and started scrubbing.
He turned his head and gave a cheerful smile on his slightly dark face:
“Uncle, will you chop wood in the outer yard later?”
Just tell me! Just say it!
For such a hard-working and willing young man, who can bear to starve others?
Not to mention that Old Man Zhu and the others had already found a spot in the yard with their big bowls in their hands and started eating.
Song Sancheng nodded and waved his hand: "When you are hungry, hurry up and serve the meal. Our family doesn't have many rules for breakfast. If you want to eat, make it yourself."
When the four young men heard this, one of them became impatient and rushed into the kitchen in two or three steps. Song Sancheng couldn't help but click his tongue:
“Oh yo yo! Look at this action, it’s similar to that of the special forces soldier on TV! It’s better to be younger and exercise more.”
People in the kitchen are queuing up with bowls in their hands, adding seasonings according to their preferences:…
Meeting the seventh cousin's thoughtful gaze again, everyone cleared their throats: "Hmm..."
I wanted to say something to divert my attention, but my seventh cousin suddenly tightened his face and said, "Young men should not raise their tails when they praise you! Don't cough, these are all for food."
Everyone:…
…
Here, Song Sancheng counted the people in the yard again, turned to ask Song Tan, who had just come out of the kitchen holding a bowl:
“Who is that, Xiao Lu? And where are his friends?”
Song Tan was using chopsticks to stir the red pepper, crispy sesame seeds, green coriander and green onion, and milky minced garlic in the bowl until evenly mixed. Then he picked up a chopstick and put it in his mouth:
“He hasn’t finished working yet... His friend won’t be able to get up until 8 o’clock at the earliest.”
Song Sancheng didn't take it seriously. In the summer, when Zhang Yanping and the others stayed in bed, they would linger until after 8 o'clock. Not to mention that it's 7:30 now and the sun has just risen.
“Hurry up and call Xiao Lu down to eat first!”
He lowered his voice: "In just a short while, you see, those young men have all eaten their second bowl. If I eat five more bowls later, I'm afraid that the rice noodles I made in the morning will not be enough."
Song Tan:... Okay, she went upstairs and knocked on the door on the third floor first: "It's time for breakfast!"
Qin Yun and He Fu woke up early in the morning for the first time. They didn't even know what time it was last night, so they fell asleep in a daze. They only knew that the skylight had been opened, but the quality of their sleep was a mess.
“No…how do you maintain such good health in the countryside?” I can only think of a few vague memories of falling on the bed after going to the toilet. As for what I wrote last night…
The two brothers opened the document and saw a bunch of messy words in it, which had nothing to do with the update content.
Look at the comment area again... Okay, the scolding is so miserable...
Fortunately, a mature author has to learn how to make a piece of hob meat. Since the skylight is open, he might as well have a healthy breakfast...
By the way, I would like to ask: "Song Tan, you and Lu Chuan, how did you two get in touch?"
Song Tan thought for a while: "I think he likes me a little, and I think he's a little good-looking. My aunt said that we are a good match, so I asked him if it was okay."
After she finished speaking, she turned and went downstairs to knock on Lu Chuan's door.
Little did they know that the two brothers had been melancholy on the balcony for a long time: "Why does it sound like...Song Tan doesn't really like Chuan'er?"
"I feel the same way. Did she see that Chuan'er was good-looking, so she became interested in him and played with his feelings?"
The two of them went downstairs worriedly until a particularly overbearing and pungent aroma of chili came from the yard. Ulan looked at them with a big bowl in his hands and smiled:
“You didn’t enjoy eating just one bowl per person last night? There’s still more this morning.”
How are you? Mipi'er was slippery, and the chili pepper was particularly stimulating. The two of them salivated instantly, and finally squatted in the corridor without any image, holding the bowls, and said vaguely:
“Actually, feelings come from getting along...Snort! It’s so delicious!”
“Suck it... it’s too spicy... I think so too. Our Chuan’er is good-looking, so we can’t say that other people’s feelings are untrue just because of his advantages.”
“It’s so spicy and satisfying... Besides, after Song Tan was rescued, she sent things to Chuan’er for a whole year, including all the good things. I thought it would be kind to break up...”
“Yes, her character is quite good, so let’s talk about it first...I’ll wait a minute and there won’t be any chili in that bowl.”
“Actually, it’s not necessarily her who takes advantage of Chuan’er. It’s the girl who suffers in this matter. We can’t be too protective... Hehehehe...I have to drink some soy milk!"
“Suck it…suck it…oh this is hot…I think it’s really a good match. Song Tan is rich and good-looking and can lift pigs, so it’s good to raise Chuan’er… He’s too delicate…”
As the two chatted, their voices gradually became louder. Unknowingly, Lao Song's family gathered behind them, and even Lu Jing stood nearby, her face gradually becoming embarrassed.
Until Song Tan took Lu Chuan downstairs, he stood on the stairs and looked down, only to see that everyone had formed a semicircle with Qin Yun as the center, and they were all looking up!
She was confused for a moment and subconsciously turned her head to look at Lu Chuan...
Well, when the morning light shines, he looks even better wearing a simple black sweater. No wonder everyone is stunned.
Only Lu Chuan couldn't help but touch his nose, feeling something was strange.
Looking at Qin Yun who was immersed in eating and had no reaction, he hesitated and said:
“Am I...late?”
Update 1. Ah, I really want to eat it...I heard that Jiangxi is very spicy, right?
(End of this chapter)