Chapter 1182 How Come I Am Full?

Chapter 1182 1182. Why are you full?

Grandma Qi took the opportunity to lift the lid of the pot.

In an instant, the aroma and heat steamed up, and Ayiguli, who was drinking milk in admiration next to Xun, could hardly stand.

The aroma of this starch fusion is too fragrant!

She suddenly looked at Song Shuliang outside in amazement:

"He told me before that when he was a child, his family's conditions were average and he could only eat steamed buns..."

Ayiguli muttered: "I would also like to eat steamed buns."

As she spoke, the steaming buns were already held in her hands. She was switching her left and right hands, then blew on them twice, and then bit into them——

Ugh!

Ayiguli emphasized again:

"I'd also like to eat steamed buns with him!"

Grandma Qi smiled and said nothing.

Mother and daughter each had a steamed bun to fill their bellies. At this moment, the seventh cousin came over with a basin of charcoal fire:

"Come inside, it's so cold outside. When the new house is built next year, we will buy a stove in the house. It will be the same as the heater, but warmer than this."

When Ayiguli heard this, she glanced at Song Shuliang and saw him nodding and talking: "We have to get one, this pot of charcoal fire is too cold..."

He couldn't help but fell silent again.

She admitted that this man was good to her family, but to her parents...

Thinking of this, she also took the initiative to speak: "Dad, how much does it cost to build a house? Let's give you 20,000."

The seventh cousin glanced at his daughter-in-law and couldn't help but sigh: "Forget it! It won't be easy for you either. I'll have money after selling the old house, so don't worry about it."

Then he took Song Shuliang with him: "Let's go, we still have to go through the formalities."

He said he was going to the village collective, but actually when he met Party Secretary Xiao Zhu, the procedures went very quickly, and Song Shuliang didn't even look at the contract twice.

If you want to study it carefully, the old man is standing next to you and sarcastically:

"Hey! You know how to be careful when selling a house! Then why haven't your parents been at home for so many years and you haven't been paying attention to them?"

As soon as he said this, Song Shuliang felt he was in the wrong and had no choice but to put down the contract again.

"Are the procedures completed now?"

he asked expectantly.

There are only a few empty offices in the village headquarters, which are still built on the top of the slope. The cold wind blows, and it is too cold.

Xiaozhu, the branch secretary, said, "Yeah, yeah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah."

As soon as the car started, it went directly to the city.

After all, some procedures are still subject to the Housing Authority.

Song Shuliang:......

And here, Grandma Qi looked at her daughter-in-law and two grandchildren with a smile:

"Isn't it a little cold in the house?"

Ayiguli shook her head: "I just drank hot milk and ate steamed buns. Now I feel so satisfied and not cold."

"It will get cold after sitting for a while."

Grandma Seven greeted them:

"I'll take you somewhere else to warm up over the fire. I've told you to prepare a lot of food for you. The father and son won't be back until noon. The food has been prepared in advance. We can just come back for dinner then."

The two granddaughters were still very curious about the unfamiliar mountain village. They were young and not afraid of the cold. At this moment, they jumped up quickly:

"Where are you going?"

Where else to go? Grandma Qi took them directly to Lao Song's house.

And here, the old Song family was ready, with all kinds of snacks on small plates and exquisitely placed on them. The fire in the room was burning brightly. Everyone was sitting around. Wu Lan looked at Zhang Yanping a little worriedly:

"Yan Ping, do you think that if your seventh cousin and your son fall in love again, will this house be safe?"

"It's okay." Zhang Yanping looked very determined: "Seventh cousin has gone through all the notarization procedures. The homestead cannot be mine except on the surface. Even if his family wants to go back in the future, I won't suffer any loss."

What's more, he has a family over there, and everyone is hiding it from him. Whether he knows about it or not is questionable.

Thinking of this, he felt a little depressed:

"When people raise their children to make a living, they will take their elderly family members to big cities to enjoy life. This is good. When the children are grown up, they will simply take root in other places and never come back. What are they raising?"

He cursed again: "This Song Shuliang is also a fool. Why can't the seventh cousin earn a lot of money with his craftsmanship? He must let such a good father go..."

Aunt Lianhua was putting away the dishes for lunch, and she laughed when she heard this:

"I heard from my mother-in-law that the seventh cousin had a good life because he was a cook, but he actually suffered a lot of grievances at that time. So he kept a low profile in whatever he did. Even if he was a chef, he only lived in the countryside. Do."

"His son seems to have never thought that his parents have any great abilities since he was a child."

What's more, those times were special, supplies were scarce, it was difficult for a clever woman to make a living without rice, and the seventh cousin's craftsmanship was also greatly reduced.

But if nothing else, the food Song Shuliang had when he was a child was quite rich. There was nothing wrong with the family, but he felt that he was suffering because he was eating steamed buns every day.

But the people in the village were still eating wild vegetables and Wowo Erhe noodles at that time!

Now that everyone is chatting, it is inevitable to feel a little more sad.

At this moment, Grandma Qi shouted at the gate:

"Ulan, let me bring my daughter-in-law to show you! This girl is beautiful and a nice person!"

At least it's much better than my son.

Everyone hurried out and saw a frontier face with a tall nose and deep eyes standing there. He was really as beautiful as Grandma Qi said.

"Ouch!" Song Tan heard Wu Lan whisper a few words quietly from the corner of his smiling mouth:

"Flowers are planted in cow dung."

Don't even mention whether the son of the seventh cousin is handsome. Even if he is, with his character, this girl feels wronged.

But people don't judge things like life easily. So after a while of greeting, he enthusiastically led the people into the house.

The two little girls opened their mouths in an instant: "Wow, it's so warm here!"

Ulan was quite surprised by these two doll-like little girls. Now she greeted them:

"Did you have breakfast? I have Tremella soup. Do you want to drink it?"

The aroma of Tremella soup was not obvious, but when it was brought to the front and stirred with a spoon, the lingering sweetness instantly filled the air.

The two children pursed their lips with difficulty, and finally covered their stomachs, pitifully: "I'm full."

"Yes," Grandma Qi also hurriedly stopped them: "My son called this morning and said that he had breakfast in the city before leaving. He just drank a big bowl of milk and ate a steamed bun..."

"Oh," Wulan felt a little sorry: "What's wrong with your dad? He knew that your grandfather was a famous chef, but he still asked you to eat so much outside..."

She pointed to the table: "Look, I still have rice cakes, popcorn, and this hot and sour rice noodles! They are all made by Guli's dad."

As she was talking, Qiao Qiao had already brought out three small bowls of rice noodles. She said "ah" and hesitated:

"Then can you not eat anymore?"

Update one.

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