Chapter 37 A Little Cute
Goudan scratched his head, grinned and said, "I'm brother."

If there is something delicious, I have to save it for my younger siblings.

"What's the matter, brother?" Lin Tang didn't agree with the rhetoric that the older one had to let the younger one in.

Everyone is being human for the first time, so why should the older ones give way to the younger ones.

"Who said that the elder brother must give up to the younger siblings? Aren't you a child too? Kong Rong even let his elder brother give the big pear.

You are indeed a little older and can take care of your younger brother, but don't wrong yourself.

If the stinky eggs are used to bad habits, they will only suck your blood when they grow up, will your life be difficult? "

Lin Tang didn't care if Goudan understood or not, so he taught him a lesson.

In the place she passed through, she once knew such a person.

As the eldest of the family, from childhood to adulthood, he has wronged himself for his selfless dedication.

The two younger brothers don't do anything about childbirth, they don't do anything, they are raised with laziness, and they only know how to ask for money from the boss.

After the boss got married, the two younger brothers kept trying different ways, which made the boss's good life a mess.

In the end, the boss's wife ran away, and his son was taken away, leaving his wife and children separated.

It can be called a human tragedy.

Their Lin family has good roots, so this should not happen.

But, isn't Goudan wronged?

Goudan was ignorant, but he also knew that the little aunt was doing it for his own good, so he opened the toffee and ate it.

The sweetness entered the mouth, and a big smile appeared on the child's face.

"Little aunt, candy is so sweet!"

Very very sweet.

Lin Tang rubbed Goudan's little head, "Yes."

Goudan is a good boy and even a good brother.

But a good boy doesn't have to sacrifice himself.

Who is not a baby?

This is just a small episode that happened before dinner.

After Zhou Mei said in a high voice, "The meal is ready, it's time to eat", everyone in the Lin family moved.

Those who wash their hands wash their hands, those who serve rice serve rice, those who hold chopsticks hold chopsticks...the enthusiasm is not generally high.

Li Xiuli came out of the kitchen and saw that everyone had already sat down, so she was waiting for her.

Even Lin Qingmu, who delivered meat to the old house, came back.

Li Xiuli smiled and said, "...I don't usually see her being so active when eating."

In the past, it was not that I was not inactive, but unlike today, I took the initiative to serve meals and chopsticks.

What a rarity.

Lin Qingmu looked at the meat on the table, swallowed, and said loudly: "If you are not active in cooking, there is something wrong with your head!"

Zhou Mei nodded like a pounding garlic, her head was almost thrown out.

Li Xiuli was in a good mood, and said with a smile, "You can do it!"

"Hurry up and eat, it's getting late."

The braised pork on the table is bright red in color.

Piece by piece on the plate, the size is the same.

The boiled juice is hung on the braised pork.

There is also a small part flowing into the plate along the texture of the meat, which is very attractive.

Li Xiuli scooped up a wooden spoon for Lin Lu and Lin Tang each, and some for the younger ones at home.

Looking at the three sons and the two daughters-in-law, "I won't divide today, you can pick it up yourself!"

In the past, there was little food, and there was a ration for cooking, and she, the cook, divided the meals.

Let's not divide today, let them eat to their heart's content.

A group of people froze for a few seconds.

When he came back to his senses, the chopsticks reached for the pot of ruddy braised pork in unison.

The meat cuts were not that big.

They were the same size, and the pieces looked like they were wrapped in sugar.

It makes me hungry just looking at it.

Lin Qingmu picked up a piece of fat and thin meat and put it in his mouth, his eyes lit up.

He gave his old lady a thumbs up, full of surprise.

"Mom, it's delicious! Your craftsmanship is amazing.

As expected, he is the best cook in our family. It is better than the braised pork in state-run restaurants. ’ he boasted.

He has never been in a state-run restaurant, but he just thinks that my mother's craftsmanship is the first.

Li Xiuli was very happy to be coaxed, and suddenly she saw that her son was no longer annoying, and there was a smile on her vicissitudes of life.

But he said: "How can my craftsmanship be compared to state-run restaurants? They are professional chefs, and what I cook is edible."

Goudan's mouth was greasy, and he retorted: "Milk is the best."

The other little ones, with meat in their mouths, said, "...meat made with milk is delicious!"

Stinky's face was stained with juice, and he nodded, "It's super delicious!"

"Wow~ It's delicious!" Niu Niu also said softly.

Hutou, who is working hard: I let you all finish talking, what else can I say?
Li Xiuli even ate a few yuan, and felt good.

Thinking of Tangtang saying that she ate braised pork at noon today, she really wanted to know which one was better, her cooking or her classmate's?
She didn't ask directly, but looked at Lin Tang with earnest eyes.

It's not just young people who are competitive, but older people too.

Especially when it comes to her own position in Tangtang's heart, Li Xiuli takes it seriously.

After thinking about it for a while, Lin Tang knew what her mother was thinking.

Such a serious and victorious mother is a bit cute!

The little girl's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and she directly expressed with actions that she ate a large piece of meat.

"My mother is amazing, she made it so well for the first time, it's delicious!!"

The corners of Li Xiuli's mouth were raised high in joy, she just felt that the meat was even more delicious.

The look in her eyes that looked at her daughter was unusually gentle.
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After dinner, the Lin family began to discuss raising pigs tomorrow.

Li Xiuli proposed to raise two.

She thinks that one is to raise, and two are also raised, and it is better to raise two than to raise one.

Lin Qingmu felt that he would try raising one first, and the steps should not be so big.

After the debate between the two parties, Lin Tang learned that the village had been assigned the task of raising pigs.

Her eyes lit up.

It seemed as if I saw the broad avenue paved by pigs in front of me, full of white flowers.

"Let's raise three." Lin Tang said.

Originally, she wanted to raise five.

But when I thought that I could only raise three at most in the backyard, I gave up.

"Three, three?" Everyone was surprised.

"Well, three. I read a book about raising pigs. I think this is an opportunity for our family."

For the team, it may be an opportunity.

Thinking this way in her heart, Lin Tang didn't say it out loud.

She likes to speak with data.

When the pig is grown, the fat on the pig and the number on the pound will tell everything.

Lin Lu took a few puffs of the cigarette he rolled with waste paper, and there was a hint of hope in his eyes.

Looking at Lin Tang, he said, "Just listen to Tang Tang!"

Tangtang is the only high school student in Shiliba Village.

There must be truth to what she said.

If they can really be cultivated, they can also earn more money, and the life of the brigade will be easier.

Li Xiuli didn't expect Tangtang to have read a book on raising pigs, and she was surprised.

I am more confident about the future plan of raising pigs.

"Tangtang, then I will leave our pig to you."

"If there is any heavy work to do, you can tell your three elder brothers not to tire yourself."

Lin Tang smiled, looked at Lin Qingmu and the three of them, and cupped his hands playfully.

Not at all, "Then I will trouble my brothers."

The Lin brothers were still caught in the unimportant disappointment of their three brothers.

Hearing my sister's words, my spirit instantly lifted.

(End of this chapter)

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