Chapter 774
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Hearing the deep and sweet voice, Tang Huai was shocked.
She turned back quickly, her eyes shining: "brother Jingxuan!"
Jingxuan's eyes flickered, and she looked at her fondly. "What happy things are you thinking?"
Tang huaifei replied, "Why are you here?"
Jingxuan hands the bucket to her: "I see you are not coming to my house for dinner. I have sent it to you."
Tang Huai took over the bucket, eyes very bright: "what food to eat?"
Jing Xuan pulls a low stool behind Tang Huai and sits down.
He gently touched Tang Huai's head and said, "it must be a good dish for you."
Tang Huai took off the lid and said, "Wow, braised fish! And white cut chicken, lots of meat! "
Jing Xuan said with a smile, "don't you like meat now?"
Tang Huai put his face together and let Jing Xuan see: "look, I've eaten so much meat. Do I get fat?"
Jingxuan looks at her delicate face with a smile: "I'm fat."
The meat she eats is not enough to be absorbed by scorpions. How can she be fat?
"Do you dislike it?" Tang Huai asked with a smile.
"No disrespect." Jing Xuan looks at the girl's face with an expression of "I'm serious".
"I'm so hungry. I'll eat."
Tang Huai picked up the spoon, just to eat, suddenly thought of something.
She put down the bucket and looked at Jingxuan. "They haven't eaten yet."
Jing Xuan knows who they mean.
"Don't grandma Tang eat?" Jing Xuan asked.
"No."
"Tonight's dishes are all made with garlic and onion. They are not suitable for patients, are they?"
"Well, the patient now needs to eat light, fishy and other foods. Try not to let her eat phlegm producing food."
"Let me cook porridge for them. Go to Tibet and pick some vegetables."
"Brother Jingxuan, let me do the work."
"I'll do it." At this time, Jingmin's voice came from behind them.
Tang Huai turned his head, and Jingmin stood there, smiling at them. "Jingmin, are you here too?"
Jingmin smiled vaguely: "am I disturbing you?"
Tang Huaigang thought no, but Jingxuan said first: "it's better to know. When you are a light bulb, you have to pay a price. You go to our house to collect some vegetables and come back, and then bring a piece of bacon. "
"I dare not finish what elder brother arranged. There are many dishes in our house. Which one should I pick?"
"Pick some vegetables, do you have garlic? Pull out a few garlic Stir fried bacon with garlic is delicious. It can be made for Tang Peijun.
"Well, I keep them in my house. They never lack them." Jingmin went to pick vegetables happily.
Jing Xuan turned his head and looked at Tang Huai with a smile: "your decision surprised me."
"What decision?"
"The decision to treat grandma Tang."
"She's just my patient now."
"They used to do that to you. Don't you hate them? Have you forgiven them? "
It's said that Tang Huai looks at the fire of decocting medicine and ponders a little.
Does she hate them?
It used to be hate.
Hate them for being ruthless. Hate them for taking the only chicken in her family.
Hate that they are targeting her family everywhere.
But this hatred will not last long.
It's not the Madonna of Tang Huai, nor is it the flood of her compassion.
Instead, they are not worth her time to hate.
Hate a person, will only make themselves ferocious.
Tang Huai didn't want to be someone he didn't know.
In this life, she has experienced more than the last.
In the last life, she only faced Tang Li's complaint and experienced Liu Yu's death.
In addition to these, when she didn't marry Jingpeng, she spent her time working and studying.
She didn't meet a good friend like Gu Jiajia, or the three daughters of Zhangjia, or her own business
Because of the experience, many things, will become indifferent.
Like the hatred of Peng Jiayao and Tang Peijun, it doesn't matter.
It's not forgiveness, it doesn't matter.
Just like in her last life, she heard the conversation between two stars:
ask [who dares to have someone who will never forgive in her life? In the end, I didn't let go of forgiveness. ]
answer [that's not forgiveness, that's OK. ]Tang Huai's feelings for Peng Jiayao and Tang Peijun are just like the answer.
That's not forgiveness, that's all.
No, what else?
As a person who knows medical skills, the other side kneels to ask for treatment. What's his reason to refuse?
Peng Jiayao and Tang Peijun went too far, but they just beat and scolded her. Unlike Yang Hongxing, they wanted to take her life.She can count those who don't kill her, but she can't count those who kill her.
Knowing what he thought, Tang Huai smiled at Jingxuan: "brother Jingxuan, forget it."
Jing Xuan picked up his eyebrows and looked at Tang Huai incomprehensibly. "Forget it?"
Two simple words, but so profound words, Jing Xuan slightly Zheng for a while.
He stared at Tang Huai's eyes for a long time.
Her eyes are dark, bright and clear.
She never kept anything in front of him.
Looking into her eyes is like looking through her mind.
Jing Xuan understood what she meant by "forget it".
He suddenly pampered her with a smile, raised his hand and pinched her collagen covered face: "well, some people have some things, they should not spend their time and mind on them. Whether it's hate or love, we should learn to take it up and put it down. "
"Yes." Tang Huai said with a smile.
"Eat. I'll make porridge. "
"Well, it's better for you to make a fire."
"Of course, I won't let you do the rough work." Jingxuan gets up and brushes the pot.
The iron pot is used for making porridge or making sweet potatoes. It's very clean. Jingxuan will brush it soon.
He didn't know where the rice of Peng's family was. There was a big rice VAT in the kitchen, but there was no rice in it.
He went out of the kitchen and into Tang Peijun's main room.
Peng Jiayao and Tang Peijun were stunned to see him.
Jingxuan said with a straight face smile, "Grandpa Tang, grandma Tang, Tang Huai wants to cook for you. Where is the rice?"
"Tang Huai is going to cook for us?" Tang Peijun got up and took Jingxuan to the hall to get rice: "only half a bowl of rice is enough for us to cook. Let me make porridge."
Put half of it in the pot and dilute it a little. Make do with it and keep some until the Ming Dynasty.
Jingxuan took the rice: "you have just come back from the county seat. You must be tired. Let me do it."
Jing Xuan took rice and went out of the hall. He acted with great vigour. Tang Peijun could not keep up with him.
When he came to the kitchen, Jingxuan had already panned the rice and put it in the pot.
That half bowl of rice, all put in, Tang Peijun saw, heartache ah.
But Jingxuan cooks porridge for them himself. He dare not do anything.
Tang Huai is having a meal. He smells the fragrance of the meal. Tang Peijun's stomach growls.
Saliva overflowed from his mouth like a spring, and he kept swallowing
He's so hungry. He's not the kind of hungry man who hasn't eaten at the meal time. He's hungry.
No meat for a long time, no food for a long time, accumulated hunger.
He stood there and stared at Tang Huai's bucket for several seconds, then turned around and left in silence.
Tang Huai looks back and calmly looks at his back -
One hour later.
Hot porridge out of the pot, Tang Huai fried a heart, a raw garlic fried bacon.
Good smell!
When the table was served, Tang Huai came in and asked Tang Peijun and Peng Jiayao to eat.
Sitting at the dinner table and watching the meal, Tang Peijun has mixed feelings.
Living so old, he was the first time to eat the meal that his granddaughter made for him.
Tang Ying and Tang Fei have never cooked, let alone cooked for him.
Although Peng Jiayao is ill, she is also hungry.
When you see bacon, you have to move chopsticks to trace it. Garlic is not good for your condition. Don't eat garlic and Chu "
for Tang Peijun, he will eat bacon fried with oil. He is too hungry and needs to add some oil and water.
But to Peng Jiayao, this dish is a lethal one.
Mingming is hungry. He seldom has an appetite, but he can't eat it. Peng Jiayao is in a bad mood.
Tang Huai looked at her mood completely. "This dish is for Grandpa Tang Ying. I know you are greedy and hungry, but please bear it and buy you lean meat."
When Peng Jiayao heard it, his eyes brightened and he looked at Tang Huai expectantly: "really?"
Tang Huai nodded: "really, but when you just couldn't eat bacon, you were a little upset. It's not good. How many pieces of bacon are important, or your life is important? The body recovered, live well, what do you want to eat? Life is gone. You can't move the delicacies in front of you. "
Peng Jiayao heard that he was upset and guilty about his inability to eat bacon.
It's so easy for her to get angry.
"Can you eat the cabbage heart?" Peng Jiayao asks Tang Huai.
Tang Huai nodded: "can eat."
Therefore, Peng Jiayao drinks porridge and eats the heart of the dish.
Tang Peijun is in a good mood to have a meal of meat.
But when I heard Tang Huai and Peng Jiayao's words just now, I didn't call him Grandpa directly, but Tang Ying's grandpaTang Peijun's heart was a little lost. In Tang Huai's heart, she did not regard him as her grandfather at all.
Her grandfather now is the old man named Yang Jinghai
Tang Peijun had mixed feelings for this meal.
Peng Jiayao's medicine needs fire for another time.
Tang Huai was slowly frying with charcoal, and she went back to the tent.
She just ate the leftover rice and chicken bones. Jingxuan took them back and fed them to Jixiangruyi.
When Tang Huai comes back, Jing Xuan lies in it and reads a book.
This man likes reading books.
He can read all kinds of books.
Even love, will occasionally read one or two.
"Did you drive Jingmin back?" Tang Huai goes into the tent.
Jing Xuan put the book aside: "otherwise?"
"She likes good luck. Why don't you let her play with good luck?" Do you have a big brother like this?
"Good luck doesn't like her. Don't play with her."
"Tang Huai a smile:" is it
Good luck is really picky.
Jing Xuan reached out and hugged Tang Huai into his arms: "are you free?"
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Hearing the deep and sweet voice, Tang Huai was shocked.
She turned back quickly, her eyes shining: "brother Jingxuan!"
Jingxuan's eyes flickered, and she looked at her fondly. "What happy things are you thinking?"
Tang huaifei replied, "Why are you here?"
Jingxuan hands the bucket to her: "I see you are not coming to my house for dinner. I have sent it to you."
Tang Huai took over the bucket, eyes very bright: "what food to eat?"
Jing Xuan pulls a low stool behind Tang Huai and sits down.
He gently touched Tang Huai's head and said, "it must be a good dish for you."
Tang Huai took off the lid and said, "Wow, braised fish! And white cut chicken, lots of meat! "
Jing Xuan said with a smile, "don't you like meat now?"
Tang Huai put his face together and let Jing Xuan see: "look, I've eaten so much meat. Do I get fat?"
Jingxuan looks at her delicate face with a smile: "I'm fat."
The meat she eats is not enough to be absorbed by scorpions. How can she be fat?
"Do you dislike it?" Tang Huai asked with a smile.
"No disrespect." Jing Xuan looks at the girl's face with an expression of "I'm serious".
"I'm so hungry. I'll eat."
Tang Huai picked up the spoon, just to eat, suddenly thought of something.
She put down the bucket and looked at Jingxuan. "They haven't eaten yet."
Jing Xuan knows who they mean.
"Don't grandma Tang eat?" Jing Xuan asked.
"No."
"Tonight's dishes are all made with garlic and onion. They are not suitable for patients, are they?"
"Well, the patient now needs to eat light, fishy and other foods. Try not to let her eat phlegm producing food."
"Let me cook porridge for them. Go to Tibet and pick some vegetables."
"Brother Jingxuan, let me do the work."
"I'll do it." At this time, Jingmin's voice came from behind them.
Tang Huai turned his head, and Jingmin stood there, smiling at them. "Jingmin, are you here too?"
Jingmin smiled vaguely: "am I disturbing you?"
Tang Huaigang thought no, but Jingxuan said first: "it's better to know. When you are a light bulb, you have to pay a price. You go to our house to collect some vegetables and come back, and then bring a piece of bacon. "
"I dare not finish what elder brother arranged. There are many dishes in our house. Which one should I pick?"
"Pick some vegetables, do you have garlic? Pull out a few garlic Stir fried bacon with garlic is delicious. It can be made for Tang Peijun.
"Well, I keep them in my house. They never lack them." Jingmin went to pick vegetables happily.
Jing Xuan turned his head and looked at Tang Huai with a smile: "your decision surprised me."
"What decision?"
"The decision to treat grandma Tang."
"She's just my patient now."
"They used to do that to you. Don't you hate them? Have you forgiven them? "
It's said that Tang Huai looks at the fire of decocting medicine and ponders a little.
Does she hate them?
It used to be hate.
Hate them for being ruthless. Hate them for taking the only chicken in her family.
Hate that they are targeting her family everywhere.
But this hatred will not last long.
It's not the Madonna of Tang Huai, nor is it the flood of her compassion.
Instead, they are not worth her time to hate.
Hate a person, will only make themselves ferocious.
Tang Huai didn't want to be someone he didn't know.
In this life, she has experienced more than the last.
In the last life, she only faced Tang Li's complaint and experienced Liu Yu's death.
In addition to these, when she didn't marry Jingpeng, she spent her time working and studying.
She didn't meet a good friend like Gu Jiajia, or the three daughters of Zhangjia, or her own business
Because of the experience, many things, will become indifferent.
Like the hatred of Peng Jiayao and Tang Peijun, it doesn't matter.
It's not forgiveness, it doesn't matter.
Just like in her last life, she heard the conversation between two stars:
ask [who dares to have someone who will never forgive in her life? In the end, I didn't let go of forgiveness. ]
answer [that's not forgiveness, that's OK. ]Tang Huai's feelings for Peng Jiayao and Tang Peijun are just like the answer.
That's not forgiveness, that's all.
No, what else?
As a person who knows medical skills, the other side kneels to ask for treatment. What's his reason to refuse?
Peng Jiayao and Tang Peijun went too far, but they just beat and scolded her. Unlike Yang Hongxing, they wanted to take her life.She can count those who don't kill her, but she can't count those who kill her.
Knowing what he thought, Tang Huai smiled at Jingxuan: "brother Jingxuan, forget it."
Jing Xuan picked up his eyebrows and looked at Tang Huai incomprehensibly. "Forget it?"
Two simple words, but so profound words, Jing Xuan slightly Zheng for a while.
He stared at Tang Huai's eyes for a long time.
Her eyes are dark, bright and clear.
She never kept anything in front of him.
Looking into her eyes is like looking through her mind.
Jing Xuan understood what she meant by "forget it".
He suddenly pampered her with a smile, raised his hand and pinched her collagen covered face: "well, some people have some things, they should not spend their time and mind on them. Whether it's hate or love, we should learn to take it up and put it down. "
"Yes." Tang Huai said with a smile.
"Eat. I'll make porridge. "
"Well, it's better for you to make a fire."
"Of course, I won't let you do the rough work." Jingxuan gets up and brushes the pot.
The iron pot is used for making porridge or making sweet potatoes. It's very clean. Jingxuan will brush it soon.
He didn't know where the rice of Peng's family was. There was a big rice VAT in the kitchen, but there was no rice in it.
He went out of the kitchen and into Tang Peijun's main room.
Peng Jiayao and Tang Peijun were stunned to see him.
Jingxuan said with a straight face smile, "Grandpa Tang, grandma Tang, Tang Huai wants to cook for you. Where is the rice?"
"Tang Huai is going to cook for us?" Tang Peijun got up and took Jingxuan to the hall to get rice: "only half a bowl of rice is enough for us to cook. Let me make porridge."
Put half of it in the pot and dilute it a little. Make do with it and keep some until the Ming Dynasty.
Jingxuan took the rice: "you have just come back from the county seat. You must be tired. Let me do it."
Jing Xuan took rice and went out of the hall. He acted with great vigour. Tang Peijun could not keep up with him.
When he came to the kitchen, Jingxuan had already panned the rice and put it in the pot.
That half bowl of rice, all put in, Tang Peijun saw, heartache ah.
But Jingxuan cooks porridge for them himself. He dare not do anything.
Tang Huai is having a meal. He smells the fragrance of the meal. Tang Peijun's stomach growls.
Saliva overflowed from his mouth like a spring, and he kept swallowing
He's so hungry. He's not the kind of hungry man who hasn't eaten at the meal time. He's hungry.
No meat for a long time, no food for a long time, accumulated hunger.
He stood there and stared at Tang Huai's bucket for several seconds, then turned around and left in silence.
Tang Huai looks back and calmly looks at his back -
One hour later.
Hot porridge out of the pot, Tang Huai fried a heart, a raw garlic fried bacon.
Good smell!
When the table was served, Tang Huai came in and asked Tang Peijun and Peng Jiayao to eat.
Sitting at the dinner table and watching the meal, Tang Peijun has mixed feelings.
Living so old, he was the first time to eat the meal that his granddaughter made for him.
Tang Ying and Tang Fei have never cooked, let alone cooked for him.
Although Peng Jiayao is ill, she is also hungry.
When you see bacon, you have to move chopsticks to trace it. Garlic is not good for your condition. Don't eat garlic and Chu "
for Tang Peijun, he will eat bacon fried with oil. He is too hungry and needs to add some oil and water.
But to Peng Jiayao, this dish is a lethal one.
Mingming is hungry. He seldom has an appetite, but he can't eat it. Peng Jiayao is in a bad mood.
Tang Huai looked at her mood completely. "This dish is for Grandpa Tang Ying. I know you are greedy and hungry, but please bear it and buy you lean meat."
When Peng Jiayao heard it, his eyes brightened and he looked at Tang Huai expectantly: "really?"
Tang Huai nodded: "really, but when you just couldn't eat bacon, you were a little upset. It's not good. How many pieces of bacon are important, or your life is important? The body recovered, live well, what do you want to eat? Life is gone. You can't move the delicacies in front of you. "
Peng Jiayao heard that he was upset and guilty about his inability to eat bacon.
It's so easy for her to get angry.
"Can you eat the cabbage heart?" Peng Jiayao asks Tang Huai.
Tang Huai nodded: "can eat."
Therefore, Peng Jiayao drinks porridge and eats the heart of the dish.
Tang Peijun is in a good mood to have a meal of meat.
But when I heard Tang Huai and Peng Jiayao's words just now, I didn't call him Grandpa directly, but Tang Ying's grandpaTang Peijun's heart was a little lost. In Tang Huai's heart, she did not regard him as her grandfather at all.
Her grandfather now is the old man named Yang Jinghai
Tang Peijun had mixed feelings for this meal.
Peng Jiayao's medicine needs fire for another time.
Tang Huai was slowly frying with charcoal, and she went back to the tent.
She just ate the leftover rice and chicken bones. Jingxuan took them back and fed them to Jixiangruyi.
When Tang Huai comes back, Jing Xuan lies in it and reads a book.
This man likes reading books.
He can read all kinds of books.
Even love, will occasionally read one or two.
"Did you drive Jingmin back?" Tang Huai goes into the tent.
Jing Xuan put the book aside: "otherwise?"
"She likes good luck. Why don't you let her play with good luck?" Do you have a big brother like this?
"Good luck doesn't like her. Don't play with her."
"Tang Huai a smile:" is it
Good luck is really picky.
Jing Xuan reached out and hugged Tang Huai into his arms: "are you free?"
Hearing the deep and sweet voice, Tang Huai was shocked. She turned back quickly, her eyes shining: "brother Jingxuan!" Jingxuan's eyes flickered, and she looked at her fondly. "What happy things are you thinking?" Tang huaifei replied, "Why are you here?" Jingxuan hands the bucket to her: "I see you are not coming to my house for dinner. I have sent it to you." Tang Huai took over the bucket, eyes very bright: "what food to eat?" Jing Xuan pulls a low stool behind Tang Huai and sits down. He gently touched Tang Huai's head and said, "it must be a good dish for you." Tang Huai took off the lid and said, "Wow, braised fish! And white cut chicken, lots of meat! " Jing Xuan said with a smile, "don't you like meat now?" Tang Huai put his face together and let Jing Xuan see: "look, I've eaten so much meat. Do I get fat?" Jingxuan looks at her delicate face with a smile: "I'm fat." The meat she eats is not enough to be absorbed by scorpions. How can she be fat? "Do you dislike it?" Tang Huai asked with a smile. "No disrespect." Jing Xuan looks at the girl's face with an expression of "I'm serious". "I'm so hungry. I'll eat." Tang Huai picked up the spoon, just to eat, suddenly thought of something. She put down the bucket and looked at Jingxuan. "They haven't eaten yet." Jing Xuan knows who they mean. "Don't grandma Tang eat?" Jing Xuan asked. "No." "Tonight's dishes are all made with garlic and onion. They are not suitable for patients, are they?" "Well, the patient now needs to eat light, fishy and other foods. Try not to let her eat phlegm producing food." "Let me cook porridge for them. Go to Tibet and pick some vegetables." "Brother Jingxuan, let me do the work." "I'll do it." At this time, Jingmin's voice came from behind them. Tang Huai turned his head, and Jingmin stood there, smiling at them. "Jingmin, are you here too?" Jingmin smiled vaguely: "am I disturbing you?" Tang Huaigang thought no, but Jingxuan said first: "it's better to know. When you are a light bulb, you have to pay a price. You go to our house to collect some vegetables and come back, and then bring a piece of bacon. " "I dare not finish what elder brother arranged. There are many dishes in our house. Which one should I pick?" "Pick some vegetables, do you have garlic? Pull out a few garlic Stir fried bacon with garlic is delicious. It can be made for Tang Peijun. "Well, I keep them in my house. They never lack them." Jingmin went to pick vegetables happily. Jing Xuan turned his head and looked at Tang Huai with a smile: "your decision surprised me." "What decision?" "The decision to treat grandma Tang." "She's just my patient now." "They used to do that to you. Don't you hate them? Have you forgiven them? " It's said that Tang Huai looks at the fire of decocting medicine and ponders a little. Does she hate them? It used to be hate. Hate them for being ruthless. Hate them for taking the only chicken in her family. Hate that they are targeting her family everywhere. But this hatred will not last long. It's not the Madonna of Tang Huai, nor is it the flood of her compassion. Instead, they are not worth her time to hate. Hate a person, will only make themselves ferocious. Tang Huai didn't want to be someone he didn't know. In this life, she has experienced more than the last. In the last life, she only faced Tang Li's complaint and experienced Liu Yu's death. In addition to these, when she didn't marry Jingpeng, she spent her time working and studying. She didn't meet a good friend like Gu Jiajia, or the three daughters of Zhangjia, or her own business Because of the experience, many things, will become indifferent. Like the hatred of Peng Jiayao and Tang Peijun, it doesn't matter. It's not forgiveness, it doesn't matter. Just like in her last life, she heard the conversation between two stars: ask who dares to have someone who will never forgive in her life? In the end, I didn't let go of forgiveness. answer that's not forgiveness, that's OK. Tang Huai's feelings for Peng Jiayao and Tang Peijun are just like the answer. That's not forgiveness, that's all. No, what else? As a person who knows medical skills, the other side kneels to ask for treatment. What's his reason to refuse? Peng Jiayao and Tang Peijun went too far, but they just beat and scolded her. Unlike Yang Hongxing, they wanted to take her life.She can count those who don't kill her, but she can't count those who kill her. Knowing what he thought, Tang Huai smiled at Jingxuan: "brother Jingxuan, forget it." Jing Xuan picked up his eyebrows and looked at Tang Huai incomprehensibly. "Forget it?" Two simple words, but so profound words, Jing Xuan slightly Zheng for a while. He stared at Tang Huai's eyes for a long time. Her eyes are dark, bright and clear. She never kept anything in front of him. Looking into her eyes is like looking through her mind. Jing Xuan understood what she meant by "forget it". He suddenly pampered her with a smile, raised his hand and pinched her collagen covered face: "well, some people have some things, they should not spend their time and mind on them. Whether it's hate or love, we should learn to take it up and put it down. " "Yes." Tang Huai said with a smile. "Eat. I'll make porridge. " "Well, it's better for you to make a fire." "Of course, I won't let you do the rough work." Jingxuan gets up and brushes the pot. The iron pot is used for making porridge or making sweet potatoes. It's very clean. Jingxuan will brush it soon. He didn't know where the rice of Peng's family was. There was a big rice VAT in the kitchen, but there was no rice in it. He went out of the kitchen and into Tang Peijun's main room. Peng Jiayao and Tang Peijun were stunned to see him. Jingxuan said with a straight face smile, "Grandpa Tang, grandma Tang, Tang Huai wants to cook for you. Where is the rice?" "Tang Huai is going to cook for us?" Tang Peijun got up and took Jingxuan to the hall to get rice: "only half a bowl of rice is enough for us to cook. Let me make porridge." Put half of it in the pot and dilute it a little. Make do with it and keep some until the Ming Dynasty. Jingxuan took the rice: "you have just come back from the county seat. You must be tired. Let me do it." Jing Xuan took rice and went out of the hall. He acted with great vigour. Tang Peijun could not keep up with him. When he came to the kitchen, Jingxuan had already panned the rice and put it in the pot. That half bowl of rice, all put in, Tang Peijun saw, heartache ah. But Jingxuan cooks porridge for them himself. He dare not do anything. Tang Huai is having a meal. He smells the fragrance of the meal. Tang Peijun's stomach growls. Saliva overflowed from his mouth like a spring, and he kept swallowing He's so hungry. He's not the kind of hungry man who hasn't eaten at the meal time. He's hungry. No meat for a long time, no food for a long time, accumulated hunger. He stood there and stared at Tang Huai's bucket for several seconds, then turned around and left in silence. Tang Huai looks back and calmly looks at his back - One hour later. Hot porridge out of the pot, Tang Huai fried a heart, a raw garlic fried bacon. Good smell! When the table was served, Tang Huai came in and asked Tang Peijun and Peng Jiayao to eat. Sitting at the dinner table and watching the meal, Tang Peijun has mixed feelings. Living so old, he was the first time to eat the meal that his granddaughter made for him. Tang Ying and Tang Fei have never cooked, let alone cooked for him. Although Peng Jiayao is ill, she is also hungry. When you see bacon, you have to move chopsticks to trace it. Garlic is not good for your condition. Don't eat garlic and Chu "for Tang Peijun, he will eat bacon fried with oil. He is too hungry and needs to add some oil and water. But to Peng Jiayao, this dish is a lethal one. Mingming is hungry. He seldom has an appetite, but he can't eat it. Peng Jiayao is in a bad mood. Tang Huai looked at her mood completely. "This dish is for Grandpa Tang Ying. I know you are greedy and hungry, but please bear it and buy you lean meat." When Peng Jiayao heard it, his eyes brightened and he looked at Tang Huai expectantly: "really?" Tang Huai nodded: "really, but when you just couldn't eat bacon, you were a little upset. It's not good. How many pieces of bacon are important, or your life is important? The body recovered, live well, what do you want to eat? Life is gone. You can't move the delicacies in front of you. " Peng Jiayao heard that he was upset and guilty about his inability to eat bacon. It's so easy for her to get angry. "Can you eat the cabbage heart?" Peng Jiayao asks Tang Huai. Tang Huai nodded: "can eat." Therefore, Peng Jiayao drinks porridge and eats the heart of the dish. Tang Peijun is in a good mood to have a meal of meat. But when I heard Tang Huai and Peng Jiayao's words just now, I didn't call him Grandpa directly, but Tang Ying's grandpaTang Peijun's heart was a little lost. In Tang Huai's heart, she did not regard him as her grandfather at all. Her grandfather now is the old man named Yang Jinghai Tang Peijun had mixed feelings for this meal. Peng Jiayao's medicine needs fire for another time. Tang Huai was slowly frying with charcoal, and she went back to the tent. She just ate the leftover rice and chicken bones. Jingxuan took them back and fed them to Jixiangruyi. When Tang Huai comes back, Jing Xuan lies in it and reads a book. This man likes reading books. He can read all kinds of books. Even love, will occasionally read one or two. "Did you drive Jingmin back?" Tang Huai goes into the tent. Jing Xuan put the book aside: "otherwise?" "She likes good luck. Why don't you let her play with good luck?" Do you have a big brother like this? "Good luck doesn't like her. Don't play with her." "Tang Huai a smile:" is it Good luck is really picky. Jing Xuan reached out and hugged Tang Huai into his arms: "are you free?"
