Space peasant girl: madly criticizing Xianggong for being weak and bullying

Chapter 24 The Pursuit of Higher Levels

Mrs. Song patted him on the shoulder amusedly, then looked at the elder son who was not good at words but also full of joy, and the younger daughter who was about to jump up, she nodded and said: "Yes, we have land! We will plant the land ourselves in the future , feed yourself."

When the family was separated, she still felt guilty for letting her children follow her to leave the old house to endure hardships, but now that she thinks about it, she feels that the decision couldn't be more correct, a little bit of hardship and tiredness are nothing, their big house has no lazy things, and life has a bright future. They are full of inexhaustible strength.

After these days of recuperation, the blood on Ning Fengnian's head had scabbed over, and he was no longer groggy. Today, after getting the doctor's approval, he walked around the yard with his wife's support.

It's just that when walking around, up to Ning's mother Song, down to the youngest Xiaoxiao, they all stared at him with burning eyes, ready to carry him back to the house at any time if the situation was wrong.

Ning Fengnian felt a lot of pressure, so he tried to say a joke to ease the atmosphere: "I have experienced the feeling of confinement these days." After speaking, he was glared at by Mrs. Song, and pushed back into the room.

Only then did Ning Fengnian remember that Mrs. Song had never had a decent confinement with him, and every time she was urged to get busy after three or four days after giving birth, he could see the anxiety and busyness of the whole family these days. In his eyes, his heart was touched for a moment, and he shook Song's hand with emotion: "Qiu Niang, the greatest luck in my life, Ning Fengnian, is to marry a wife like you."

Song's face blushed: "No one is right!" She didn't pull her hand away.Although everyone thinks that Ning Fengnian's spirit has improved a lot recently, but only with Dr. He's accurate words today can he feel at ease, and when his heart is relieved, tears can't help but flow down: "You scared me to death ..."

God knows that seeing him covered in blood, Mrs. Song was so frightened that she was trembling all over, otherwise, she wouldn't have insisted on separating the family after hearing Mrs. Ning say that he was only allowed to rest by himself for two days, and that he wouldn't even take the medicine. .

The three of Xiaoxiao and Xiaoxiao left knowingly when their father held Mother's hand, and now they went to pick up the bamboo shoots piled up in the yard. Ning Erlang felt that he had almost dug up all the bamboo shoots on the mountain: "Eat this thing every day. It's not a problem."

Xiaoxiao said to him: "Did you see those two jars in the yard?"

When we separated, I didn't know how shameless the old house was, but I was ashamed to use two jars of sauerkraut with only half of it left for [-] catties of grain. In the past two days, Xiaoxiao washed the jars and put them in the sun. Chopped bamboo shoots.

Ning Erlang participated in part of the operation, but he didn't want to understand what his sister was going to do. At this moment, Xiaoxiao instructed him to open the jar. As soon as he opened it, he and his eldest brother smelled a delicious sour smell.

Unlike the sour smell after food spoils, this smell is a bit like sauerkraut.

Ning Erlang looked skeptical: "Is this food edible?"

Ning Dalang took a bite out of one of the chopsticks without hesitation, and after eating, he gave his sister a thumbs up, causing Xiaoxiao to put her hands on her hips proudly: "Look, how can the things I make not taste good!"

Ning Erlang also snatched the elder brother's chopsticks, and squinted his eyes after eating: "Oh, don't mention it, it's good to change the taste, it's much more delicious than the sauerkraut made by the second aunt, I will use it as a side dish and eat it with porridge, Can I eat it for a month?"

Xiaoxiao looked at him like a little idiot: "Can you have some higher-level pursuits?"

Ning Erlang was not ashamed to ask: "What kind of pursuit is it?"

(End of this chapter)