Lingquan Space: The group pet, the little lucky girl, is busy with the sea and farming

Chapter 640 The Peace Was Broken

The next morning, Su Yunman's stomach was growling.She woke up hungry.

Yun Man rubbed her stomach and muttered, "Sure enough, if you eat more at night, you will be hungry the next day."

Meiliang, who was sleeping next to her, also woke up hungry.She asked about the scent wafting from the window next to her, and felt her front and back were very close together.But Xiao Yunman has not gotten up yet, she is very embarrassed.

"No." She thought that Xiao Yunman had fallen asleep again, but unexpectedly, she just turned over, sat up, turned around, and looked at Meiliang pitifully. "Sister Meiliang, I'm hungry. Are you hungry?"

"I...Okay." Mei Liang just said, there was a sound of pigeons in his stomach, and his face turned red.

Su Yunman also blinked, then rolled on the bed, laughing all over the bed.

In the morning in Songjiang, there is always a fishy smell of the sea breeze. I don’t know why the sun is bigger than that of the Great Lakes.

Su Yunman and Meiliang squatted in front of the flower bed in the yard to wash.The smell is stronger in the kitchen.

"Grandma!! What did you eat this morning?" Su Yunman finally couldn't bear it anymore, wiped her face quickly, and ran to the kitchen door.

But the little uncle came out: "My uncle showed you something this morning!"

As soon as the curtain is lifted, the aroma of frying can no longer be covered.Su Yunman's eyes lit up. "That's good. My uncle must be a good crafter!"

"Little girl, your mouth is so sweet." When she praised the little uncle, the little uncle smiled even more happily. "You and your buddies go to the living room and sit down. We'll be better soon."

The little uncle made oil pie today, there are two kinds of sweet and salty.

The salty ones are made by adding shallots, shredded radish and minced meat into the dough.The sweet ones are usually sweetened with bean paste, but this morning's had added sugar.

The little uncle didn't just use sugar, but wrapped the rose sugar made by grandma with lard and sugar.Deep-fried fritters bite into molasses that flows like melted cheese, with a sweet floral aroma.

"Delicious, delicious", Su Yunman felt that her language was too scarce.She can only nibble on the sweet oil pie and drink a sip of salty soy milk with shrimp skin and sesame oil.Salty, sweet, and salty, it adds so much excitement to this morning.

If possible, Su Yunman felt that she could live at grandma's house for two months.Unfortunately, she was leaving after lunch.

After breakfast, Meiliang went to pack her luggage.

Su Yunman followed her grandfather for a walk along the paths around the house.Along the way, she heard her singing like a bird.

"Grandpa, like you said, I picked a lot of roses from the mountains. Last winter, I made a lot of grafting material, but this year I live a lot!"

"I planted roses on the outside wall of my house. I guess it will grow into a flower wall in the spring of the tide!"

"My mother's melons are not as good as mine. Hey, I just told her you taught me."

They both put their hands behind their backs.Grandpa often listens to Xiao Yunman talking about her family affairs.He can only say something occasionally, or give her some advice on her work, or talk about her experience of growing vegetables and flowers.

When Su Yunman got in the car leaving grandma's house, apart from some reluctance, her heart was still very peaceful.This calmness is like throwing all her troubles into a fish pond.

When I returned to Songjiang Port, this calm was broken.The boat was well maintained, but there was a lot of shouting from the deck.

"Why!! Why are my goods worse than his? They are all ceramics. Is my home not as good as his?"

The one who yelled at him was none other than Mr. Lu, and the one who yelled at him was none other than Nangong Qingxian.

(End of this chapter)