The whole family crosses to farm

Chapter 46
Lin Qiumo: - -

Then, an hour later, in the middle of the afternoon, Uncle Lin came back from the mountain, washed his hands when he got home, and asked the little girl, "Ninny, what did your mother give you for lunch? Are you hungry?"

"My mother's cake," Lin Chunnong said, "I want to eat pickled fish, and I almost bit my tongue."

"Father will do it right away, just wait."

Lin Jiale shook his hand and walked towards the kitchen. Seeing the ingredients covered in the bowls and plates in the kitchen, he smiled and said, "It's all ready, it deserves praise."

At the door of the kitchen, Lin Qiumo saw that the little girl's father was indeed not angry at all. Looking at the cut fish fillets, he seemed to feel that the cuts were not good, so he took a knife and sliced ​​again.

But he didn't say anything, his face was full of smiles, and he would say "not bad" from time to time.

Noticing Lin Qiumo at the door, Lin Jiale raised his head and said, "What are you doing? Go play if you have nothing to do."

Lin Qiumo said, "Are you using me to light the fire?"

"No, your aunt will be here in a while." Lin Jiale said, "This is your kid's first holiday at my house, let me know what you want to eat."

Lin Qiumo thought for a while and said, "I have never eaten the sauerkraut fish that Nannan mentioned."

In fact, the most delicious food in his memory is almond milk stew, slightly sweet, with a bit of bitterness, smooth and tender in the mouth, his afternoon dessert when he was a child, it has been this for a long time.

"Father, I'll order another one," the little girl's sweet voice interrupted Lin Qiumo's thoughts for a moment, and when she lowered her head, she realized that she had already stood in front of him, "I still want to eat sweet and sour fish."

Lin Jiale said with a smile: "My daughter has to arrange for whatever she wants to eat. Go and see if the tomatoes are red."

A few days ago, he picked a lot of tomatoes from the town, some of them changed color, and some turned green.

Lin Chunnong ran to the tank, opened the bamboo lid and took a look. He took out four or five red tomatoes that could be seen to be sandy.

After a while, Fang Xiaocao came over, and the sound of clashing pots, pans and spoons began to be heard in the kitchen.

In the third year of fleeing, Lin Qiumo ate the Mid-Autumn Festival dinner for the first time, with nine dishes and one soup.

Lin Qiumo didn't mention almond milk stew, but there was a dish on the table that was very similar to that, also ordered by a little girl, it was said to be fried fresh milk.

The shell is browned and crispy, the inside is rich and tender milk, and there is a ball of hawthorn stuffing in the center. The flavor is not inferior to the stewed almond milk.

After more than a day of rain, the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival was rarely cloudless. In the dark blue sky, the moon was like a shimmering white jade plate, casting a white light like water between the sky and the earth.

The Lin family’s dinner was held in the yard. Lin Jiale found two glass covers, lit two lamps in the middle of the table, poured a glass of freshly squeezed watermelon juice for each of the children, and drank a glass of wine with his wife. .

The children did not affect the romance of the couple at all. They looked at each other with some emotions and emotions that only the two of them could understand.

Lin Chunnong and Lin Chunxing were used to their parents' dog food since they were young, and now they ate their own. Lin Qiumo, who already knew how the Lin family got along, took a look.

He still doesn't quite understand, how can there be a couple like the Lin family in this world?
But this is the most reasonable couple, the one like Chen Erfa, who knows how to protect his wife and son at critical times.

Lin Chunnong picked a piece of stewed meat and put it on Canine Tooth's plate, and called the little guy to come and eat it.

Lin Jiale saw it and said, "These dishes are not suitable for him. I will make some dog food for him tomorrow."

In fact, when Canine Ya first came to the Lin family, Lin Jiale said to do it, but he always forgot, he was so busy every day, he didn't know what he did.

Lin Chunnong said: "I've already rinsed it in water, it doesn't have so much salt, it has been eating like this for the past two days."

Lin Jiale said with a smile: "Tomorrow, Dad is fine, so I will definitely do it for him."

"By the way, dad, can you do me a favor?" Lin Chunxing put down the watermelon juice in his hand and said.

"Say."

"My husband asked me to make a Mid-Autumn Festival poem, can you make one for me?" Lin Chunxing got a headache when he talked about this poem. After studying it for so many years, the husband who taught him was not satisfied with his poem.

When Lin Jiale heard this, he was also in a dilemma. Since his son went to school, he has been caught with a knife several times.The poems that he made, the son took to school, received heavier criticism than the poems he made himself.

"Let me do it? Aren't you afraid of being slapped on the palm again?"

Once Lin Jiale made a poem for his son on behalf of him, which was too oily. His son, who was so old in his previous life and was not physically punished, took seven or eight hands and went home with red palms.

Thinking of that incident, Lin Chunxing was quite speechless, so he could only look at his mother.

Fang Xiaocao shook her head, unable to help, what she did was not as good as Lao Lin's nonsense.

Lin Chunnong raised his small hands this time and said, "Brother, let me sing a song for you."

"Come and listen." A ray of hope rose in Lin Chunxing's heart. After all, the younger sister was the one who read the most miscellaneous books in their family. Maybe she really knew it.

Lin Chunnong frowned, thought for a while, and said, "The moon of Mid-Autumn Festival is the moon of my hometown."

puff!
It was the sound of Lin Qiumo spitting out watermelon juice. He quickly wiped the corner of his mouth, said sorry, and got up to find something to wipe the spot on the table.

"It's okay," Lin Jiale stopped the anxious child, "At the end of Qiu, look at you like this, do you know poetry?"

Lin Qiumo lowered his head and said, "I understand a little bit."

"Then you can sing a song for my brother," Lin Chunnong said, adding another piece of stewed meat to the little canine tooth that passed by, "otherwise my brother will definitely have to be reprimanded."

Lin Qiumo said: "This is not good for the boss, after all, when you want to take the scientific examination in the future, you can't find someone to replace it."

"Then what kind of test post poems are rigid and rigid. I never thought of taking this part," Lin Chunxing said, "You make a poem and listen to it."

Lin Qiumo didn't quite understand what "getting points" meant, but after thinking about it for a while, he said, "Bi Haibo is reunited in the Qing Dynasty, and sprinkles jade splendor all over the world. Frost frost and jade sword come face-to-face, smashing the darkness and revealing light."

After reading the last word anxiously, Lin Qiumo saw the four members of the Lin family clapping their hands.

Lin Jiale asked: "At the end of Qiu, did you ever go to school? Do you still remember how you came to Yishui Village?"

Two days ago, his wife told him that the child at the end of autumn had very good living habits, like a child from a well-educated family. If you look at this poem he wrote today, it wouldn't be the child of a rich family who was kidnapped by a kidnapper.

Facing the question, Lin Qiumo's heart skipped a beat, and he bowed his head and said, "I haven't learned it, I've heard it from someone."

"Then your talent is good." Lin Jiale is the most tolerant towards smart children, "Do you want to go to school? If you want to go to school, uncle will help you."

Lin Qiumo naturally didn't want to go, but he deliberately hesitated for a while, and said, "I don't want to go, but it would be nice if I could borrow the boss's book."

Seeing that he wanted to go to school, Lin Chunnong said with a smile: "My father is not joking, besides you are illiterate, you have to be taught to read."

"You guys have shown me enough kindness. I really don't want to go to school." Lin Qiumo raised his head and said seriously.

Since he didn't want to go, the Lin family didn't force it, Lin Jiale only said: "If you change your mind in the future, tell us anytime."

(End of this chapter)