Chapter 198

In the twinkling of an eye, on May 15, it was sunny and sunny.

The construction of the wall has begun in the forest. Because a lot of stones and wood are needed, a few stone masons and fifteen strong men are hired to specially cut and lift the wall.

If you invite someone, you'll naturally have to pack lunch. No, Wang's and Yang Xiaoyue's mother and daughter have prepared lunch early. Although it's not as exquisite as what they usually make for song Xintong, it's also a big bowl of meat and vegetables, which ensures that they can have enough to eat and work in the afternoon.

"Good smell, good smell. I smell it from a long distance." As soon as the stonecutter came into the yard, he said aloud, "it's a wonderful craft."

"That's it, that's it." Zhuang Li's eyes were straight as they came in. Although they would not be hungry after the Spring Festival, they still saw little meat. Now they can't help drooling when they see big fat meat on the table.

"Here's water and sweet pancreases. Uncle Wan, wash your hands first and eat after washing." Song Xintong pointed to the two buckets of water on the side. Before they came back, she asked Da Ya to move out.

Uncle Wan smiles: "good, good, good."

"The sweet pancakes are delicious! Better than plant ash

"How expensive the sweet pancakes are. They must be better than the ash."

After washing their hands, Zhuang Li smelled their hands, "Oh, my hands are fragrant."

Because the weather is very good, the tables are placed in the yard. It's a big round table specially made by song Xintong. There are ten people at one table, just right.

"Uncle he, you're welcome. Sit down quickly." Song Xintong called uncle he and other workers to sit down. "You don't mind if you have a light meal, it's still not enough to call us again."

"Enough, enough, five dishes, so much." Several stone masons were invited from the village next door. They also helped people everywhere. It was the first time that they saw the host's house buying such a rich dish.

Although there are only five dishes, they are all packed in large pots. There are four meat dishes and one vegetable dish. The meat in the meat dishes is very solid.

"Xintong, there are too many of them. I'm afraid I'm not used to eating when I get home from work." Several family members in the village who have been close to each other recently can't help saying.

"Yes, not tomorrow, and not so much." Rao is often eating meat at home, uncle he also said.

"I'll take care of your meal every day. What should be done well must be done well." Song Xintong said with a smile: "you eat slowly, there is a soup in the back, and it will be sent right away."

"Good, good." A man in his thirties picked up a piece of braised pork and chewed it contentedly. "Today, my mother took her family to the Song family to have dinner. It's not as good as I eat here in Xintong."

"Don't you mean they're going to do something about it? I think I bought a lot of meat yesterday. "

"It's not enough to handle that little meat!" The man ate a thick piece of double cooked meat again. "Mrs. Zhang is famous for being stingy in the village."

"That's not necessarily. Song Changyuan has been admitted as a scholar. No matter how generous he is, he will have to be generous."

"That's for sure. I'll know what's going on over there after lunch." The man said with a smile, as if waiting to see the play.

"The Song family is very busy today. Why didn't you go to Xintong?"

Just as his words fell, the man sitting next to him bumped into him, "what are you talking about?"

The man instantly embarrassed smile, "I forgot."

Song Xintong didn't pay attention to it. He said a few more words and then went to the kitchen. After walking away, the men said more at the dinner table.

The stonecutter in the next village couldn't help asking, "the owner's family name is song. Are they related?"

"No, but it's not a good relationship."

"What's the matter?"

"Oh, it's a long story..."

Song Xintong vaguely heard the men's gossip over there. Ah, who said that men don't gossip? Gossip is almost the same as women.

But what he said was all known in the village, and his tone was biased towards her and the twins, so song Xintong didn't care.

Turned into the kitchen, Wang has done the towel gourd soup, is sprinkling onion.

"Girl, lunch is ready. Girl can have lunch first." Wang said.

"No appetite." Probably because of the summer, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, song Xintong also has some bitter summer, in addition to pregnancy, so it is particularly obvious, "I look at the Luffa soup is very light, give me a bowl."

"All right, girl." Wang scooped a large bowl of towel gourd soup, "some hot, girl careful, don't hot."

"Well." Song Xintong answered with a low voice, then sat down on the chair in the dining room and gently blew the steaming towel gourd soup.

After Wang left, song Xintong looked at Daya and Xiaoyue who were picking up dishes and chopsticks. "Xiaoyue, your mother always looks at me as a child."

Yang Xiaoyue said shyly and cleverly: "Niang always thinks that the girl is not much bigger than the slave girl, and she is still a little girl, so..." she thought that this would make song Xintong angry, and explained busily: "girl, Niang, she doesn't mean to overstep, just..."

"I know." Knowing Wang's psychology, song Xintong felt that she was young and about the same age as her daughter, so she subconsciously took care of her as a daughter, but because of her master and servant, she took care of her more attentively.

"Uncle Yang is sitting down in front of us. Please sit down and eat quickly." Song Xintong drank a mouthful of sweet and non greasy Luffa soup. It was really comfortable.

"You can't just drink soup, girl. You can have a taste of your favorite dish." Wang came in and pushed the cut white cut chicken and mushroom stew to song Xintong. "You don't have a good appetite. I made this white cut chicken specially and added spicy. Have a taste."

"Well, you sit down and eat together." Song Xintong took a piece and ate it. As soon as he ate a piece, the twins ran in, "ah Jie, ah Jie..."

"How did you run all over in sweat?" Song Xintong put down his chopsticks and wiped their sweat with his handkerchief: "didn't my aunt cook dinner? Why did you come back with me? "

The white faces of the twins turned red after a trip. After a break, they said, "my brother-in-law said that sister a won't go back to lunch, but we want to have lunch with her."

"It's clingy." Although song Xintong mouth dislike, but the hand or quickly to two people set chopsticks, "rest good?"? We'll have dinner when we have a rest. "

"Well." Dabao sat down next to song Xintong, and Xiaobao sat down on the other side of Dabao, discontented with Nunu's mouth. Then he went to the other side of song Xintong with a bowl and sat down, "I want to be next to my sister."

Song Xintong did not look at him: "eat a meal is also next to, shame not shame ah!"

Xiaobao muttered: "in the past, my sister and brother-in-law were next to each other, so was my brother. Today, it's not easy for my brother-in-law to be away, so I'm not allowed to be next to him? Sister is partial

Song Xintong looked at Xiaobao's angry appearance. He couldn't help laughing. He was really a child's heart. He put out his hand and gave him a favorite meatball. "Am I partial?"

Xiaobao chewed a piece of meatball, "it's almost the same."