Song Yidi hummed, "I gave three thousand pounds of milk powder" Who knows that the digestion is quite fast.
Zhu mother handed the dishes and chopsticks to the eldest daughter, "That thing is just a stream of water, drink too much and get on fire, you forgot about the three thousand nosebleeds, the doctor said, it is to drink milk powder" Song Yidi remembered that when it was the hottest a while ago, the three thousand left a non-stop nosebleed, which scared people to death, she thought that the blood on the three thousand body was going to flow clean from the nose, and quickly nodded, indicating that she would give the three thousand less to drink in the future.
Song Yizheng helped set the dishes and chopsticks, Dad Song washed his hands and came in, and the water droplets on his hands bounced on the three children, the two big ones screamed, the little ones laughed, and Dad Song also laughed.
After he sat down, Zhu Ma brought the rice steamed buns and started the meal.
On the dinner table, there is a small pot of stewed pork in the middle, stewed chicken next to it, and a stewed chicken paws, vegetarian dishes with eggs and scrambled cucumbers, eggplant and tomatoes stewed potatoes, and egg and spinach soup.
This is probably the best time the Song family has eaten in more than half a year after the Chinese New Year.
Song Ersheng felt that this table of dishes, after 20 years, would be able to get it.
The chicken legs and wings were all sandwiched into Song Ersheng's bowl by Mother Zhu.
Song Ersheng directly shook off his cheeks and gnawed on it, it tasted so good.
This is neither braised nor stewed, and she is used to eating it now.
In the end, there was a chicken leg and a chicken wing, which were given to their mother, "Mom eats, you must eat" In order to eat, the dishes are very salty, and the dishes of poor families are very salty, this is to feed themselves, eat more and eat less vegetables.
Song Ersheng's amount of rice, a chicken leg, a chicken wing and a small quick steamed bun, is the limit.
In fact, she eats a lot, and forces herself not to be picky, but she just doesn't grow meat.
Zhu mother didn't eat the chicken leg in the end, divided it in half, gave it to Song Yidi and Song Yizheng, and put the chicken wings back Although this is a very unhygienic practice, Song Ersheng's eyelids jumped, but she was already unhygienic just now.
The point is that she is more uncomfortable in her heart, and her mother is reluctant to eat Father Song drank three glasses of wine and nibbled on a few pieces of chicken, then mixed spinach soup with broth and ate three steamed buns.
Zhu Ma nibbled on a few chicken feet, ate a few pieces of chicken, soaked the broth on the other two dishes, and ate two bowls of rice.
The Song family's bowl is a very big one, and Song Ersheng can be worn as a hat.
Song Yidi and Song Yizheng also didn't eat less, a big bowl of rice per person, and a lot of dishes.
Although the Song family is very good at eating, the amount of food tonight is also because the dishes are good, which is beyond the standard.
Song Ersheng couldn't help but sigh in her heart, the dishes she couldn't look at before, now the family eats the same as the New Year, when will it be the first day, if it goes on like this, there seems to be no end After eating, I wish my mother and Song Yizheng to clean up the table and wash the floor, Song Yidi went to feed the geese and rabbits, and Song Ersheng sat next to Song's father and watched TV with him.
Father Song smoked dry tobacco, crushed the tobacco leaves, fried them, put them in a tobacco bag, and rolled them with window paper when he smoked them.
The cigarette paper was torn by Song Ersheng and Song Yizheng for Song's father.
Although it is cheaper than foreign smoke and has a lot of strength, this kind of dry tobacco is really very choking, and Song Ersheng coughed when he smelled it.
Song's father had just clicked it at this time, and Song Ersheng coughed again.
The old son hasn't been at home for a while, Dad Song almost forgot about this stubble, and quickly pinched it, but his mouth was very angry, "Go, go back to your house and stay in your house to smoke a cigarette and don't stop the little rabbit cub hurry up and get out" After Dad Song drank, it was basically like a different person.
His temper has become very bad, and he is very angry, and something will make him drunk and crazy.
Today's meal is good, he has drunk too much, and now the wine is strong, his brain is red, and the anger is even greater.
Song Ersheng didn't say anything, and came out holding his small water tank.
"Scold you" I wish my mother to put the wine away and make food for the children tomorrow morning, "You should hide away from him when he drinks, and you have to go to his side every time, if you don't get scolded, you will be itchy and turn around to provoke him, just beat you" Song Yizheng looked at Song Ersheng and found that she still didn't mean to be scared at all, she and Yidi had always been hiding from their fathers after drinking, and only three thousand love went up.
Every time I was scolded, I didn't cry or make trouble, and I wasn't afraid, no wonder my father always said that Sanqian was bold, smiled and stretched out his hand to stroke his sister's little hair, which was considered to comfort her.
"As soon as Dad drinks, you are not an old son, you are a mouse who shouts and beats when he sees it" Song Yidi finished teasing, and stuffed his sister with a piece of meat to eat.
She hated her father's appearance after drinking, and when she was a child, she also dropped his wine bottle and a kite, but as a result, in addition to being beaten, her father did not have any intention of quitting drinking.
Sanqian and Dad, she dared to ride his neck to play when Dad drank, fortunately, in addition to being scolded, she had never been beaten, otherwise Sanqian's courage could still be so big.
Fortunately, Dad is still a little sober.
If he dared to do anything to the three thousand, she would run away from home with the three thousand Song Ersheng snorted a few times at Song Yidi, and then hugged Zhu's mother's thigh, if she really wants to be beaten, then it's okay If he doesn't take cruel medicine and doesn't let his father know how to write the word repentance, how can he give up the things in that cup.
Men, Song Ersheng also understands that quitting smoking and drinking is really difficult for men, she used to be very addicted to smoking, and she can drink a lot of alcohol.
But it's not good for the body, it's also expensive, and now the price is cheap, and the wine is made of grain, but that's also money, you can save it, and it's good for the body, it's definitely a good thing Besides, Song Ersheng saw it very clearly, his father lost his temper after drinking, he still felt bad and had a bad life, and he was reluctant to spread fire on his wife and children when he was sober, and if he drank too much, his psychological defense line collapsed, so he would naturally get angry casually.
At the end of the day, it's still better to live I wish my mother to drag Song Ersheng on her lap, and she is still very flexible in brushing pots, washing pots, pouring water, boiling water, Song Ersheng is a little mouthful, and she told the things at her grandmother's house in more detail again.
The aunts went to their grandmother's house a few times and said something behind her back.
The eldest cousin who went to high school had a partner, and she was angry with her aunt and husband, worried that she would be distracted and not be admitted to college, and her aunt and grandmother cried when they talked.
The aunt quarreled with her sister-in-law again, which made her old lady angry, and the aunt and the aunt lost their temper Song Ersheng is indeed a small gossip player, although she doesn't care about these gossip, but her mother loves to listen to it, and it is also helpful to her mother. t1706231537: