After Nongmenford

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"Oh, really? Ling'er still has a gift to give me."

There was a faint smile on Lin Cuiping's face.

She was only pleasantly surprised by the gift Su Linger gave her.

Didn't expect much.

What gift can every family give a child?

For a peasant woman in the mountains.

The husband is strong and supports the family, and the whole family is safe and healthy.

It is the best gift for her daughter to grow up safely.

"Of course, this gift is specially designed for you."

Su Ling'er put the wooden box into her mother's pocket, and motioned her to put it away quickly.

She absolutely cannot accept the token of love between her mother and her father.

Man, who hasn't been young?
If she took away their token of love.

Her old mother lost even the impulsive thoughts she had when she was young.

"Oh, specially designed for me."

This daughter of her family really has a lot of ghost ideas!

What was designed specifically for her?
"Yes, what is it specifically? Don't ask, you will know when the time comes."

Su Ling'er was afraid that her mother would ask, so she quickly stopped her topic.

"Okay, okay, mother will not ask, and wait for Ling'er to surprise mother when the time comes."

Lin Cuiping grinned and added a handful of firewood to the stove, and the fire in the stove ignited immediately.

The lean meat porridge in the pot was tumbling.

The two of them chatted for a while, Su Ling'er insisted on dividing the remaining eggs evenly into the stomachs of the two before giving up.

Lin Cuiping looked at the porridge boiling in the pot. It was thick and white, exuding a burst of meaty aroma.

Smells whet the appetite.

"Okay, Ling'er is going to find a pot for mother, this porridge can be cooked together."

Seeing that the porridge in the pot was almost done, Lin Cuiping signaled Su Linger to fetch the wooden basin next to her.

The mother and daughter were busy putting the porridge into the wooden basin.

The mountain breeze is blowing, and the smell of barbecue floats in the air, making the mouth water.

The wind in the forest blows the unextinguished charcoal fire flickering on and off, and half a chicken can be vaguely seen roasting on the charcoal fire.

The three men who had just eaten and drank were lazily lying on the tree branches, enjoying the mountain breeze comfortably.

When Su Ling'er brought the porridge cooked by her mother, she happened to see half a chicken grilled on the charcoal fire until it was golden and fragrant.

It made her stomach growl when she had just eaten.

It seems that her worries are unnecessary.

Even if she didn't come, Brother Yi and the others weren't hungry.

Look, the skill of barbecue is so perfect that even she can't help but want to drool.

"Miss Linger, are you here?"

Although the three of them knew that Su Ling'er was coming up, Leng Yi was still lying on the tree branch, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

On the contrary, fleeting years seem to be very enthusiastic.

These two brothers are obviously abused.

She had long forgotten that Su Ling'er treated them as free laborers these days, and now she came over to say hello again.

"Ah, I was afraid that the three of you would be hungry, so I brought you porridge. Now it seems that my worries are unnecessary!"

Su Ling'er lightly turned the wooden basin in her hand to the side for a random portion.The wooden basin was placed firmly on the flat stone under the tree.

Her mother and her mother had to cook for the three of them and deliver it to them in the dark night.

It turned out to be good, people ate their own barbecue, or pheasant?
In other words, she also wants to eat.

"Hey, thank you Miss Ling'er for your concern, save this porridge for supper at night!"

Time flies like water, but you are not welcome.

As long as it is delivered to the door, everything will be accepted according to the order.

"go with!"

The corner of Suning's mouth twitched so much that he was not afraid of choking.

"By the way, Miss Ling'er, we brothers went out to hunt some pheasants tonight, and the master specially left half of the fattest and tender ones for you."

From time to time, Su Ling'er's eyes glanced at the golden-roasted pheasant, like water to give the credit to the owner.

In fact, Leng Yi left this half roast chicken specially.

As for whom?Everyone knew it, but neither of them dared to say it.

Anyway, only Su Ling'er will go up the mountain to look for him in the middle of the night!

In the end, the little girl really came.

"For me?"

As a result, when Su Ling'er heard that the roasted golden, crispy and tender roasted pheasant was reserved for her, her eyes lit up immediately.

The nimble Cao Cao ran away with the half pheasant, but he didn't hear the deep meaning in Si Shui's words at all.

Alas, the world of foodie is so forgetful.

In just a quarter of an hour, the half roasted golden pheasant entered Su Ling'er's stomach.

This speed...

Not to mention.

Anyway, the psychological shadow area of ​​the three men present is very large...

Satisfied, Su Ling'er took out the toilet paper and wiped her greasy fingers with unsatisfied satisfaction.

Whose roast chicken skill is it?In modern times, I am like a chef!Maybe we can also come up with a brand.

Build it well, and then turn this brand into a listed company.

Stop, stop, stop, look at his ubiquitous commercial cells, can't help but play again.

This is so in ancient times.

By the way, Brother Yi was kind to her, and he left the fattest chicken butt... to her. The golden-yellow, crispy and tender chicken butt was roasted, fat and tender, and when he bit it down, his mouth was full of oil.

That taste is really sour.

Everyone has a special hobby.

For example, Su Ling'er, she really likes to eat chicken butts.

Roasted, fried or fried, she likes all kinds of chicken butts.

But this matter cannot be said in a fair manner!
After all, she is also a girl, and not everyone can accept that she likes to eat chicken butts.

Just enjoy it by yourself, just have fun secretly.

"You like eating that?"

Leng Yi looked at Su Ning'er wiping his hands contentedly, and gestured with his chin for the chicken tail bone fragments thrown on the ground.

Just now when he watched Su Ling'er eating the chicken butt, his expression of enjoyment seemed to have captured the whole world.

"Uh, I don't really like it too much, it's so-so."

Why is it a little embarrassing for a big man to bluntly say that he likes to eat chicken butts?
Was she that obvious?

She's been trying to keep a low profile, all right.

Like water: "..."

fleeting time:"……"

How did the master know which part of the chicken Ling'er likes to eat?

When Linger is eating.Their master was clearly asleep with his eyes closed.

Why didn't the two of them find out where Su Ling'er likes to eat?
"That's right! There is something I want to tell you in advance. Tomorrow, I plan to hold a feast at the stream outside the village, where you installed the waterwheel today. I will specially invite the three of you to attend. "

Su Linger, who was full of food and drink, found a place to sit up.

Seriously talking to the three big men.

"Dinner? We were also invited to attend."

Fleeting Nian finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Does Miss Linger know what a dinner party is?The venue doesn't seem right.

(End of this chapter)