Space at hand: Pick up a prince to farm

Chapter 124 Birthday
When people who receive welfare go home, their family members react very interestingly when they see the meat on their hands.

At first, when I saw the meat, I swallowed my saliva in displeasure. Later, I complained about the waste of money. After I found out that it was Song Chen's welfare for everyone, I felt happy and proud.

This psychological change is nothing short of wonderful.

But when I saw them put down the meat, take the bag and run out again, they all became confused again.

After each person took home five kilograms of white flour, the whole family laughed and felt grateful to Song Chen over and over again.

Lin Maofeng's daughter-in-law, Lin Bai, came in carrying the meat and started shouting, "Mom, we will serve meat tomorrow."

Lin Maofeng's wife heard her voice and saw the flesh on her hands, "You kid, why are you taking things from Xiaochen and his family again?"

Normally, Song Chen and the others would send them some good things if they had any, but now it was good, they even asked his daughter-in-law to bring them back. Originally, Song Chen did this job alone, and the wages were much higher than others.

This is really, really embarrassing.

But she didn't expect her daughter-in-law to smile and stuff the meat into her hands, "Mom, you can take this meat with peace of mind. It's a winter solstice gift from Xiaochen to the workers in the workshop. Everyone in the workshop has it. I won't give it to you yet." I told you, I have to get a bag and go back again, each of us still has five kilograms of white flour."

After saying that, she rushed into the house to get the rice bag, and then ran to Song Chen's house in a hurry.

Lin Maofeng and his wife looked at the meat on their hands, then looked at the back of their daughter-in-law running past, and sighed.

"I didn't make a mistake at first. This girl is someone who can do great things. We in Beiguan Village are lucky."

Lin Maofeng's wife put the piece of meat into Lin Maofeng's hand again, "You've got a lot of credit here. It'll be more respectable when you go out. You go and pack this meat and make dumplings for tomorrow. I have to cook quickly, daughter-in-law." I still have to work after lunch."

A winter solstice gift was handed out, and half the village was so happy that they couldn't sleep all night.

The next day was the winter solstice. Song Chen gave the workers in the workshop a day off, but the cowshed could not stop. After discussing with Song Dashan, Song Chen decided to give double the pay to the workers in the cowshed on the winter solstice. wages.

Upon hearing the news, the workers' hands moved like flying.

Many of them are thinking that if they make things better here this time, maybe next time Song Chen's workshop recruits workers or other jobs, they may come to them.

If such a good gift is given out on the winter solstice, how can I still get the gift that year?

Winter Solstice is Song Chen’s birthday again.

Early that morning, Mrs. Song got up and cooked a bowl of longevity noodles for Song Chen. Before Song Chen even got up, Mrs. Song knocked on the door to call her.

Song Chen woke up in a daze and opened the door, a bowl of steaming noodles was raised in front of her.

"Eat it quickly, while it's still hot."

Song Chen resisted a little, "I'll eat it later. I can't eat it without washing my teeth and face."

"That's not okay. This is important. You have to eat it quickly."

Song Chen: "..." There is something special about eating noodles.

Does this mean that people eat without washing their face or brushing their teeth?Who can eat it.

"I can't do it. I really can't do it. At least let me get my teeth cleaned first." Song Chen resolutely refused to eat.

Mrs. Song had no choice but to let her have her teeth cleaned first.

As soon as Song Chen came out, Mrs. Song threw the bowl in front of her, and Song Chen could only finish the large bowl of noodles in silence.

Mrs. Song went out with the bowl, and Song Chen lazily fell back on the bed.

What are these specialties? When you wake up early in the morning, you must first eat a bowl of longevity noodles. Can you live longer if you eat it?

Can she say that she doesn't want to live long at all?
In this strange era, alone, what to do for so long?

After lying down for a while, Song Chen came out of the room. Everything was the same as before, but something seemed strange.

When she arrived at the living room, she understood what she had found strange before. In the past, everyone would have had breakfast in the dining room, but today it seemed very quiet.

The whole family was waiting for her in the living room.

Seeing her coming, everyone looked at her with smiles, and then handed over the gifts they had prepared. Grandma was a pair of cotton shoes that she made stitch by stitch, grandpa was given real money, and mother prepared several beautiful outfits for her. clothes, and her father prepared a big silver bracelet for her.

Song He's is a box containing gifts he carefully selected.

Song Chen's arms were stuffed so full that he was almost overwhelmed by gifts.

Wang Shanwei's gift was more in line with his current status. He wrote a poem to Song Chen that was approved by the Master.

Master Li was also among them, and he painted a painting for Song Chen. The painting was of the mountains in Beiguan Village. It was obvious that he loved this environment very much.

Song Chen received the gifts softly. Seeing these carefully prepared gifts, Song Chen felt very grateful.

Although this day is only the birthday of this body, not her soul, these things are in her hands, but she is Song Chen now, and Song Chen is her.

She remembered all the good things they did to her.

"Thank you all for the gifts you prepared for me."

As he talked, Song Chen's eyes turned red for some reason.

She knew that this was not her true emotion, but she just couldn't control it.

It took me a while to recover after returning to the room.

Then she started to look at her gifts one by one. Whether it was clothes, shoes or jewelry, they were all chosen according to her preferences. She liked them all.My uncle's poems are also very good.

Master Li's paintings are also very suitable for the occasion.

Song Chen really felt happy, with a feeling of tranquility over time.

The only drawback is that I can't celebrate with a couple of drinks now.

As soon as they left the room, Wen Ping and the others came again, each with something in their hands.

"Girl, happy birthday."

"You, how do you know this?" She only found out about it two days ago.

Song Chen asked Ping and the others a little embarrassed, "I only found out this morning. These things were prepared in a hurry. I hope the girl won't dislike it."

They really never thought that they would be with such a master who regarded them as a friend. If it were anyone else, they would not dare to give gifts to the master, and they would definitely be disliked.

But they knew that Song Chen was different.

Sure enough, Song Chen happily took the gift and then turned around and put it back.

"Let's have dinner together at noon today, and I'll show you my skills."

Song Chen was in a really good mood today.

Wen Ping pointed to the kitchen, "But Madam and the old lady are preparing."

"Really?" Song Chen raised his eyebrows, "I'll drive them out. Go and do whatever you are supposed to do now."

"Hey, what a blessing." Everyone left with a smile.

They were lucky enough to taste the craftsmanship of their girl once, and the taste was something they would never forget.

After Song Chen sent them all away, he went to the kitchen. Sure enough, he saw her mother and grandmother busy in the kitchen. Looking at their posture, she thought they were setting up a banquet.

"Grandma, mother, don't be busy, I will cook today."

"How can this be done? You are the birthday girl today, just wait for dinner." Grandma smiled and touched Song Chen's face. She always felt like she couldn't touch enough, just like a hard-boiled egg.

"What a little birthday girl, you have been busy in the past, but today we have to change it. Just go out and rest, and I will cook a big meal for you."

"Let's go, let's go."

The two of them were still unwilling to go out, and were finally pushed out of the kitchen one by one by Song Chen. In the end, Song Chen simply closed the kitchen door.

No one knows what she is messing with inside.

When it was almost time to eat, Song Chen opened the kitchen door and asked everyone to serve food.

As a result, everyone was dumbfounded as soon as they entered. There was a cold fire in the kitchen, and there was no smoke from the freshly cooked vegetables. There were only two steaming pots placed on the table beside them.

"Xiaochen, what should we eat today?"

Mrs. Song pointed to the two pots and the table of lettuce around them, and was very surprised.

Song Chen pursed his lips and smiled, "Do you think they are all raw and inedible? In fact, the key to these things lies in these two pots."

After saying that, Song Chen found two more stoves and put a lot of charcoal in them, "I had an idea today and came up with this thing. Come on, let's get it out first and teach you how to eat it later." "

Song Chen went out first with a stove. Hot pot was indeed what she wanted to eat at the moment, so she didn't prepare the mandarin duck pot in advance. One pot was spicy soup and the other was clear soup.

When he arrived at the restaurant, Song Chen discovered that the table was a bit small, not enough to seat a dozen people.

"From the sea, go outside and set up two big tables in the courtyard. We will eat in the courtyard today."

Although it's a bit cold outside, you shouldn't feel cold if you eat hot pot.

Mrs. Song looked at the plates of lettuce and really didn't know what to do, so she simply waited for Song Chen's instructions.

After Conghai and the others had set up the table in the yard, Mrs. Song and Wang followed and brought out the dishes from the kitchen.

"Wen Ping, tell everyone it's time for dinner."

Song Chen looked at the two tables full of things with satisfaction and clapped his hands.

After everyone arrived, they were stunned again when they saw the things on Song Chen's table.

"Here, what do you want to eat?"

Song Chen waved his hand on the table, "You can eat whatever you want."

"You can put the things on the plate into the pot as you like. If you like spicy food, put it in the spicy pot. If you can't, put it in the clear soup pot. The condiments on the small table over there are for your own seasoning. You can use it according to your taste. Season it with your own taste.”

After saying that, Song Chen walked over and tried to cover it up, saying that she liked spicy food, so her condiments looked very popular. Then she picked up the prepared serving chopsticks and put something spicy into the boiling pot.

After the time was up, he took it out, dipped it in his own seasoning, blew it a few times and stuffed it into his mouth. The instant satisfaction made Song Chen narrow his eyes.

That expression makes people's hearts flutter just by looking at it.

(End of this chapter)