There is a treasure in the 60's family [MTL]

Chapter 25

Song Zhizhong and Song Baozhu took things home, and the fragrance of meat kept wafting out along the way, and Song Zhizhong couldn't help but smell it.

Song Baozhu is okay, she has a small appetite, she was not so hungry when she was full just now, but the fragrance of the meat drilled into her nose, quietly wiped her saliva, and lay on Song Zhizhong's back and said to him: "Fifth brother, I must let our family have endless meat."

Of course Song Zhizhong didn't believe it, in his concept, meat is a precious thing, and even if you fight for the New Year, where will there be endless meat.

When I got home, the sun was already about to set, Wang Guifang just fed the pigs and came back, and the rest of the Song family who were plowing the field in autumn were with her front and back.

"Mom and Dad, come quickly, Baozhu bought meat and brought it back." After Song Zhizhong went home, he put the meat wrapped in oiled paper on the table, and then he stayed there, sitting on one side and staring at the meat with Song Baozhu like two door gods.

"The orb was bought?" , Wang Guifang and the others came up and opened the oil paper bag, Although it was cold, the smell of meat could not be hidden, and the people who were extremely hungry for meat suddenly couldn't help but swallow their throats.

Charted pork ribs and steamed pork with a mix of fat and lean.

There was a grunt, and I don't know who swallowed the saliva too loudly.

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Song Zhibei blushed: "Look at what I'm doing, you're not the same!" It's just not as loud as his voice.

"How much does it cost to have so much meat?" , Wang Guifang felt sorry for Song Baozhu's money, although she let Song Baozhu take it herself, but it was too much to spend.

Song Baozhu hugged Wang Guifang and coquettishly: "But I want you all to eat meat."

Being hugged by her daughter like this, where does Wang Guifang have time to think of anything else, "Okay, Zhuzhu's money, Zhuzhu can spend it however you want."

In the evening, Wang Guifang warmed the meat, everyone got a piece of pork ribs and steamed pork, and the remaining three pieces of pork ribs and two pieces of steamed meat were packed and handed to Song Zhizhong: "Send them to your grandmother."

Song Baozhu bit a piece of rib in his mouth, "I'll go too." She hadn't been to her grandmother's house for a long time, so she thought a little bit about it.

Wang Guifang thought that she met her mother-in-law on the road today, and she was so silent that she wanted to come to see Song Baozhu, so she said to her: "Go ahead, your grandmother is still talking about you today."

Song Zhizhong quickly finished a bowl of rice with steamed meat, and put the piece of pork ribs that belonged to him in his mouth, so he was willing to pick up the bowl and go out with Song Baozhu.

Song Baozhu nibbled on pork ribs in small bites as he walked, causing the villagers on the road to have green eyes.

The adults are a little better, and they can restrain their greed, but the children are different, and they follow the two brothers and sisters one by one.

"Baozhu, are you meat, it's so fragrant." , a child about the same age as Song Baozhu bit his fingers and drooled to look at her.

Song Baozhu was very embarrassed, she only had such a piece of meat, but there were so many friends around her, even if she wanted to, she couldn't share it.

I can only comfort them: "There is not enough meat now, and it won't be long before I let you eat meat every day."

"Bragging!"

The older child coaxed: "Song Baozhu braggarts, where did you get the meat for us to eat."

"That's it, my mother said she wanted to eat meat and let me wait for the next life!"

The system gloated in the space, but he didn't expect that such a guarantee that the host did not pursue would be ridiculed.

"I didn't lie to you, you just wait." , Song Baozhu chewed the ribs, not bothering with them, her super pentapod was about to be successfully matched.

"Let's go, let's go away, my sister is what she says, and if you dare to say that my sister is bragging, be careful that I beat you!" , Song Zhizhong finished chewing the ribs, licked his lips with a retrospective taste, clenched his fists and blew.

The children dispersed in a hurry, Song Zhizhong and Song Zhixi were the overlords of the village, and no one of their peers dared to fight them.

Even so, when these children dispersed, they couldn't help but look back at the ribs in Song Baozhu's hand and drool, and the gluttonous look looked pitiful and funny.

The two siblings walked all the way to the old house, and before they could enter the door, they heard a quarrel coming from inside.

"Is Grandma arguing with anyone?" , Song Baozhu was worried.

"Grandma won't quarrel with anyone." , Song Zhizhong didn't believe that Mrs. Song, who had always been uncaring about people, would have disputes with others, if she didn't like it, she would be out of sight at most.

When I entered the courtyard, I found that it was really Mrs. Song talking, and she seemed to be angry, and her voice was still trembling: "Don't worry, my old woman will not come to your door even if she begs for food."