Chapter 846
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Dinner will start soon. Song Mian must have said hello to village head Lin in advance. Their family cooked a big table of delicious food.
All of them are related to lotus. The main dishes are lotus leaf chicken, lotus white goose, lotus fish and lotus heart meat.
There are small dishes, such as brewing and shredding, stir frying in lotus pond, COD and pumpkin, fried lotus
Pasta has lotus crisp, lotus flavored steamed buns, and soup dishes are lotus seed soup
Each dish has its own characteristics, complete color, aroma and taste. She can't stop eating. This is probably the most complete lotus pond feast she has ever eaten.
After dinner, village head Lin had something to go out. The village head's wife told them that they had prepared a rest room. If they wanted to rest, they could take a lunch break.
Song Mian said to take the cloud and think about walking outside to eliminate food.
When I went out, I saw basically elderly people staying in the village. Except for children under the age of six, that is, middle-aged people over the age of thirty, it was difficult to see teenagers.
"They all study outside and live on campus. The road is too far. There is no special reason. They come back only after a long holiday." Song Mian dares to think about it so recklessly with Yun. Naturally, he is thoughtful.
The people who stay here are basically hard-working people. They also have telephones. Most of them are not intelligent. It's convenient to make a phone call. They watch TV, but they have little chance to see the cloud and think about it.
"It's really beautiful here. I think standing here is like a lotus swaying in the wind from the pond. It can settle your mood, wash away fatigue and bloom elegant." Yun thought about holding song Mian's hand recklessly and walking along the edge of the lotus pond, "the lotus pond here is so big."
"There are hundreds of acres of lotus." Song Mian doesn't know the specific number.
"Then the annual output should be very large." When Yun thought about it, he thought the village was not big. There were about thirty or forty families.
"From fish, shrimp, ducks and geese to lotus roots and lotus seeds, the output of this village is nearly ten million a year." Song Mian is very clear about this. Each family can get hundreds of thousands of yuan a year. They are not particularly rich, but they are no longer poor.
"Why not build the road?" Cloud thought of the bumps just now.
The quality of the goods produced here should not be bad. Just think about it. What you just tasted is very good. If you repair the road, it will develop quickly.
"They just want to live more freely." Song Mian smiled on his side.
It's not that there is no spare money to build roads, nor that no one comes to the door. They all refuse. Although there are only thirty or forty families here, they have a strong clan concept, and the relevant departments dare not force too much.
They are at ease, do not particularly exclude keeping pace with the times, do not delay the retreat of the development of the county, but do not want their small world to be cultivated into a scenic spot in exchange for benefits.
They all know the truth that prosperity will decline. They have worked hard to build such a beautiful place. This is their home. They don't want their home to become a place where others can come and go at will with money, which edifies the simplicity and beauty here.
Village leader Lin also wandered outside in his early years. He didn't return home until he couldn't get along, but he experienced too many vicissitudes.
They don't want to turn this place into the place he once saw. They hope to protect this place for generations.
If you want to work hard and be brilliant, go outside and toss around.
But no one can think of his hometown. This is a pure land for them to return after they are tired outside. It is peaceful.
"By what you say, I want to stay here for the aged in the future." Yun thinks he likes it better here.
Now such a pure land, such a simple and unpolluted place, is really less and less.
Yun thought about walking with song Mian and saw someone carrying a bowl of chicken soup to his neighbors. Such a move no longer exists outside.
The competition in those places is too strong, the distance between people is too large, and the heart of preparedness is getting colder and colder.
"Dr. Song, I'll take you in a boat?" At this time, the son of village head Lin came towards them in a small boat.
Song Mian took Yun's hand and went to a place where the ship could stop. After thinking about it, he and Yun took the oar from each other's hand: "I'll take her to have a look. You'll be busy."
Village head Lin's son, in his thirties, gave song Mian a look that I knew my interest, so he resolutely didn't make a light bulb.
Song Mian rowed the boat to the lotus. From there, he saw the cloud on his side. He thought about holding his chin with one hand and looked at himself brightly.
"Why do you think of me like that?"
"Proud, my Mr. Song is really omnipotent." Yun didn't know that song Mian would support such an ancient ship.
At the moment, the boat has reached the center with the most dense lotus leaves. The water of the lotus leaves is very high, and the lotus flowers bloom. It is said that the West Lake connects the sky, and the lotus leaves are infinitely green, but it may not be inferior to here.
Today is not a particularly sunny day. The white clouds are very thick. The sun becomes less dazzling and warm through the clouds. It sprinkles a layer of light, gentle and sacred.
His little girlfriend sat on the bow of the boat with her knees bent. Her beautiful eyes were like the blue waves under the lotus leaves, which fully reflected his tall and straight figure of boating. The delicate and pink lotus behind her was a little eclipsed by her too beautiful face.
For a time, song Mian was obsessed with it.
Aware that song Mian was beautiful again, Yun thought it would be more beautiful in his heart.
Holding his face in both hands: "I am more proud that I can confuse the omnipotent Mr. Song all the time."
"That's because you don't know how beautiful you are in my eyes." Song Mian was not embarrassed to be teased by Yun.
At the moment, there are many people boating to pick lotus, otherwise song Mian must seek some welfare for himself.
He was thick skinned and didn't care, but he knew that Yun thought that he was actually thin skinned and didn't dare to annoy her.
I can only feel a little regret in my heart. Thinking so, I began to think about taking clouds to see the beautiful scenery next time. I have to find a convenient place to start.
Yun wondered if she knew that song Mian, the sacred one in her heart at the moment, had drifted to other places, otherwise she had to spit on his face.
Song Mian held the boat to the place where the lotus flowers were in full bloom, stopped, sat next to Yunxiang and patted his legs: "take a nap."
Yun thought about it without affectation. After moving his position, he lay down, rested on Song Mian's leg and looked up at the deep sky of white clouds.
Bathed in the fine and non dazzling sunshine, smelling the elegant and tranquil lotus fragrance in love.
Pillow on the legs of the most beloved man who can give him the greatest sense of security. Even if the sleeping position is not so comfortable, I think it is the ultimate enjoyment in the world.
Song Mian was already ready. He took out a harmonica, put it on his lips and slowly played the beautiful melody of Buddha lotus.
Send the cloud to a sweet dream.
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Dinner will start soon. Song Mian must have said hello to village head Lin in advance. Their family cooked a big table of delicious food.
All of them are related to lotus. The main dishes are lotus leaf chicken, lotus white goose, lotus fish and lotus heart meat.
There are small dishes, such as brewing and shredding, stir frying in lotus pond, COD and pumpkin, fried lotus
Pasta has lotus crisp, lotus flavored steamed buns, and soup dishes are lotus seed soup
Each dish has its own characteristics, complete color, aroma and taste. She can't stop eating. This is probably the most complete lotus pond feast she has ever eaten.
After dinner, village head Lin had something to go out. The village head's wife told them that they had prepared a rest room. If they wanted to rest, they could take a lunch break.
Song Mian said to take the cloud and think about walking outside to eliminate food.
When I went out, I saw basically elderly people staying in the village. Except for children under the age of six, that is, middle-aged people over the age of thirty, it was difficult to see teenagers.
"They all study outside and live on campus. The road is too far. There is no special reason. They come back only after a long holiday." Song Mian dares to think about it so recklessly with Yun. Naturally, he is thoughtful.
The people who stay here are basically hard-working people. They also have telephones. Most of them are not intelligent. It's convenient to make a phone call. They watch TV, but they have little chance to see the cloud and think about it.
"It's really beautiful here. I think standing here is like a lotus swaying in the wind from the pond. It can settle your mood, wash away fatigue and bloom elegant." Yun thought about holding song Mian's hand recklessly and walking along the edge of the lotus pond, "the lotus pond here is so big."
"There are hundreds of acres of lotus." Song Mian doesn't know the specific number.
"Then the annual output should be very large." When Yun thought about it, he thought the village was not big. There were about thirty or forty families.
"From fish, shrimp, ducks and geese to lotus roots and lotus seeds, the output of this village is nearly ten million a year." Song Mian is very clear about this. Each family can get hundreds of thousands of yuan a year. They are not particularly rich, but they are no longer poor.
"Why not build the road?" Cloud thought of the bumps just now.
The quality of the goods produced here should not be bad. Just think about it. What you just tasted is very good. If you repair the road, it will develop quickly.
"They just want to live more freely." Song Mian smiled on his side.
It's not that there is no spare money to build roads, nor that no one comes to the door. They all refuse. Although there are only thirty or forty families here, they have a strong clan concept, and the relevant departments dare not force too much.
They are at ease, do not particularly exclude keeping pace with the times, do not delay the retreat of the development of the county, but do not want their small world to be cultivated into a scenic spot in exchange for benefits.
They all know the truth that prosperity will decline. They have worked hard to build such a beautiful place. This is their home. They don't want their home to become a place where others can come and go at will with money, which edifies the simplicity and beauty here.
Village leader Lin also wandered outside in his early years. He didn't return home until he couldn't get along, but he experienced too many vicissitudes.
They don't want to turn this place into the place he once saw. They hope to protect this place for generations.
If you want to work hard and be brilliant, go outside and toss around.
But no one can think of his hometown. This is a pure land for them to return after they are tired outside. It is peaceful.
"By what you say, I want to stay here for the aged in the future." Yun thinks he likes it better here.
Now such a pure land, such a simple and unpolluted place, is really less and less.
Yun thought about walking with song Mian and saw someone carrying a bowl of chicken soup to his neighbors. Such a move no longer exists outside.
The competition in those places is too strong, the distance between people is too large, and the heart of preparedness is getting colder and colder.
"Dr. Song, I'll take you in a boat?" At this time, the son of village head Lin came towards them in a small boat.
Song Mian took Yun's hand and went to a place where the ship could stop. After thinking about it, he and Yun took the oar from each other's hand: "I'll take her to have a look. You'll be busy."
Village head Lin's son, in his thirties, gave song Mian a look that I knew my interest, so he resolutely didn't make a light bulb.
Song Mian rowed the boat to the lotus. From there, he saw the cloud on his side. He thought about holding his chin with one hand and looked at himself brightly.
"Why do you think of me like that?"
"Proud, my Mr. Song is really omnipotent." Yun didn't know that song Mian would support such an ancient ship.
At the moment, the boat has reached the center with the most dense lotus leaves. The water of the lotus leaves is very high, and the lotus flowers bloom. It is said that the West Lake connects the sky, and the lotus leaves are infinitely green, but it may not be inferior to here.
Today is not a particularly sunny day. The white clouds are very thick. The sun becomes less dazzling and warm through the clouds. It sprinkles a layer of light, gentle and sacred.
His little girlfriend sat on the bow of the boat with her knees bent. Her beautiful eyes were like the blue waves under the lotus leaves, which fully reflected his tall and straight figure of boating. The delicate and pink lotus behind her was a little eclipsed by her too beautiful face.
For a time, song Mian was obsessed with it.
Aware that song Mian was beautiful again, Yun thought it would be more beautiful in his heart.
Holding his face in both hands: "I am more proud that I can confuse the omnipotent Mr. Song all the time."
"That's because you don't know how beautiful you are in my eyes." Song Mian was not embarrassed to be teased by Yun.
At the moment, there are many people boating to pick lotus, otherwise song Mian must seek some welfare for himself.
He was thick skinned and didn't care, but he knew that Yun thought that he was actually thin skinned and didn't dare to annoy her.
I can only feel a little regret in my heart. Thinking so, I began to think about taking clouds to see the beautiful scenery next time. I have to find a convenient place to start.
Yun wondered if she knew that song Mian, the sacred one in her heart at the moment, had drifted to other places, otherwise she had to spit on his face.
Song Mian held the boat to the place where the lotus flowers were in full bloom, stopped, sat next to Yunxiang and patted his legs: "take a nap."
Yun thought about it without affectation. After moving his position, he lay down, rested on Song Mian's leg and looked up at the deep sky of white clouds.
Bathed in the fine and non dazzling sunshine, smelling the elegant and tranquil lotus fragrance in love.
Pillow on the legs of the most beloved man who can give him the greatest sense of security. Even if the sleeping position is not so comfortable, I think it is the ultimate enjoyment in the world.
Song Mian was already ready. He took out a harmonica, put it on his lips and slowly played the beautiful melody of Buddha lotus.
Send the cloud to a sweet dream.
Dinner will start soon. Song Mian must have said hello to village head Lin in advance. Their family cooked a big table of delicious food.All of them are related to lotus. The main dishes are lotus leaf chicken, lotus white goose, lotus fish and lotus heart meat.There are small dishes, such as brewing and shredding, stir frying in lotus pond, COD and pumpkin, fried lotusPasta has lotus crisp, lotus flavored steamed buns, and soup dishes are lotus seed soupEach dish has its own characteristics, complete color, aroma and taste. She can't stop eating. This is probably the most complete lotus pond feast she has ever eaten.After dinner, village head Lin had something to go out. The village head's wife told them that they had prepared a rest room. If they wanted to rest, they could take a lunch break.Song Mian said to take the cloud and think about walking outside to eliminate food.When I went out, I saw basically elderly people staying in the village. Except for children under the age of six, that is, middle-aged people over the age of thirty, it was difficult to see teenagers."They all study outside and live on campus. The road is too far. There is no special reason. They come back only after a long holiday." Song Mian dares to think about it so recklessly with Yun. Naturally, he is thoughtful.The people who stay here are basically hard-working people. They also have telephones. Most of them are not intelligent. It's convenient to make a phone call. They watch TV, but they have little chance to see the cloud and think about it."It's really beautiful here. I think standing here is like a lotus swaying in the wind from the pond. It can settle your mood, wash away fatigue and bloom elegant." Yun thought about holding song Mian's hand recklessly and walking along the edge of the lotus pond, "the lotus pond here is so big.""There are hundreds of acres of lotus." Song Mian doesn't know the specific number."Then the annual output should be very large." When Yun thought about it, he thought the village was not big. There were about thirty or forty families."From fish, shrimp, ducks and geese to lotus roots and lotus seeds, the output of this village is nearly ten million a year." Song Mian is very clear about this. Each family can get hundreds of thousands of yuan a year. They are not particularly rich, but they are no longer poor."Why not build the road?" Cloud thought of the bumps just now.The quality of the goods produced here should not be bad. Just think about it. What you just tasted is very good. If you repair the road, it will develop quickly."They just want to live more freely." Song Mian smiled on his side.It's not that there is no spare money to build roads, nor that no one comes to the door. They all refuse. Although there are only thirty or forty families here, they have a strong clan concept, and the relevant departments dare not force too much.They are at ease, do not particularly exclude keeping pace with the times, do not delay the retreat of the development of the county, but do not want their small world to be cultivated into a scenic spot in exchange for benefits.They all know the truth that prosperity will decline. They have worked hard to build such a beautiful place. This is their home. They don't want their home to become a place where others can come and go at will with money, which edifies the simplicity and beauty here.Village leader Lin also wandered outside in his early years. He didn't return home until he couldn't get along, but he experienced too many vicissitudes.They don't want to turn this place into the place he once saw. They hope to protect this place for generations.If you want to work hard and be brilliant, go outside and toss around.But no one can think of his hometown. This is a pure land for them to return after they are tired outside. It is peaceful."By what you say, I want to stay here for the aged in the future." Yun thinks he likes it better here.Now such a pure land, such a simple and unpolluted place, is really less and less.Yun thought about walking with song Mian and saw someone carrying a bowl of chicken soup to his neighbors. Such a move no longer exists outside.The competition in those places is too strong, the distance between people is too large, and the heart of preparedness is getting colder and colder."Dr. Song, I'll take you in a boat?" At this time, the son of village head Lin came towards them in a small boat.Song Mian took Yun's hand and went to a place where the ship could stop. After thinking about it, he and Yun took the oar from each other's hand: "I'll take her to have a look. You'll be busy."Village head Lin's son, in his thirties, gave song Mian a look that I knew my interest, so he resolutely didn't make a light bulb.Song Mian rowed the boat to the lotus. From there, he saw the cloud on his side. He thought about holding his chin with one hand and looked at himself brightly."Why do you think of me like that?""Proud, my Mr. Song is really omnipotent." Yun didn't know that song Mian would support such an ancient ship.At the moment, the boat has reached the center with the most dense lotus leaves. The water of the lotus leaves is very high, and the lotus flowers bloom. It is said that the West Lake connects the sky, and the lotus leaves are infinitely green, but it may not be inferior to here.Today is not a particularly sunny day. The white clouds are very thick. The sun becomes less dazzling and warm through the clouds. It sprinkles a layer of light, gentle and sacred.His little girlfriend sat on the bow of the boat with her knees bent. Her beautiful eyes were like the blue waves under the lotus leaves, which fully reflected his tall and straight figure of boating. The delicate and pink lotus behind her was a little eclipsed by her too beautiful face.For a time, song Mian was obsessed with it.Aware that song Mian was beautiful again, Yun thought it would be more beautiful in his heart.Holding his face in both hands: "I am more proud that I can confuse the omnipotent Mr. Song all the time.""That's because you don't know how beautiful you are in my eyes." Song Mian was not embarrassed to be teased by Yun.At the moment, there are many people boating to pick lotus, otherwise song Mian must seek some welfare for himself.He was thick skinned and didn't care, but he knew that Yun thought that he was actually thin skinned and didn't dare to annoy her.I can only feel a little regret in my heart. Thinking so, I began to think about taking clouds to see the beautiful scenery next time. I have to find a convenient place to start.Yun wondered if she knew that song Mian, the sacred one in her heart at the moment, had drifted to other places, otherwise she had to spit on his face.Song Mian held the boat to the place where the lotus flowers were in full bloom, stopped, sat next to Yunxiang and patted his legs: "take a nap."Yun thought about it without affectation. After moving his position, he lay down, rested on Song Mian's leg and looked up at the deep sky of white clouds.Bathed in the fine and non dazzling sunshine, smelling the elegant and tranquil lotus fragrance in love.Pillow on the legs of the most beloved man who can give him the greatest sense of security. Even if the sleeping position is not so comfortable, I think it is the ultimate enjoyment in the world.Song Mian was already ready. He took out a harmonica, put it on his lips and slowly played the beautiful melody of Buddha lotus.Send the cloud to a sweet dream.
