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When they got home, the two brothers couldn't wait to look through the newly bought little people's books. Their little heads were squeezed together on the sofa, and they would discuss a few words from time to time.

Song Hongguo first turned on the stove and cooked hawthorn tea, then peeled a bright yellow orange and handed it to the two children, "Eat this to relieve tiredness."

The two of them had a lot of mutton for lunch. Lingyuan and the others all ate a bowl. In the end, they couldn't eat the meat cakes anymore, so they stopped.

"Thank you, Mom..." Ling Yuan took it with a smile, taking one piece for himself and one piece for his brother, and the two of them shared it without hesitation.

For rural children, oranges and bananas are definitely rare things, but they are not in short supply at home. They can eat them every now and then. Apples and pears are must-have fruits every day. Sometimes, Song Hongguo worries that eating them raw is too much. If it's cold and makes your stomach ache, you'll add rock sugar and cook it before eating. It'll have a different taste.

Song Hongguo rubbed the two people's heads and went to do their own business without disturbing their reading. She first went back to the bedroom to write a letter and asked the system to send it to Li Chaoyang. Then she rummaged through some of the things she had collected and started doing handwork. The decorations that Han Ying was promised to give her haven't been finished yet.

The wedding gift was a red sweater, which she had already picked out from the mall. It was high-collared, thick, with an overt pattern, orthodox red, and full of enthusiasm.

In addition, there were also pillows that Han Ying wanted. She bought a pair, also in red, with simple embroidery patterns on them, with a festive theme.

She also ordered a pair of ornaments. The bottle was made by Ling Zhi from reeds. It looked very artistic. Song Hongguo liked it very much. She also placed two in the main room where guests were entertained. There were some persimmon branches inserted in them, and the red persimmons were Decorated on the branches, it adds a lot of color to the house.

However, the persimmons would still become dry over time, so Song Hongguo bought some materials from the mall and made them by herself. This kind of decorative persimmons looked lifelike from a distance. Although they were not as simple and natural as real persimmons, they did not matter. It stays as fresh as new for a long time and looks great when placed in the house.

In addition, there were the ginkgo leaves she had collected before. She spent her points to download several tutorials and learned how to make roses from the leaves.

Later, after the brothers finished reading the little book, they saw that she was still busy, so they came over to help. They had to admit that compared with the two children, she was completely handicapped.

After a whole afternoon of tossing, the results are finally gratifying. I have persimmon ornaments and dozens of roses made from ginkgo leaves. They are tied with newspaper packaging and tied with red bows. It looks a bit stunning.

Song Hongguo felt full of accomplishment.

The two children were also very happy. Ling Yuan said, "Mom, there are still a lot of leaves left. Let's make some more and display them at home for appreciation."

Song Hongguo naturally did not disagree, "We will continue after eating."

My eyes and fingers couldn't bear the strain of working so hard.

"it is good……"

When preparing for dinner, Zhao Yulian came with a tiger head in one hand and a basket in the other. She opened the cover on the basket and inside was a bowl of white flour dumplings. The bowl was not small and the filling was honest.

Zhao Yulian explained, "This is stuffed with cabbage and meat. I also put more meat on purpose. Who would have thought that everyone is more interested in the leek and egg dumplings. I ate all the dumplings. I picked out this bowl of dumplings in advance." Yes, no one touched the chopsticks."

Song Hongguo smiled and said, "With this bowl of dumplings, I won't have to cook at night."

"I don't know when you will come back. It's too late and I'm afraid it will delay your meal. Fortunately, I caught up..."

"It seems that the second cousin got along very well."

Hearing this, Zhao Yulian suddenly had a smile in her eyes, "That girl is not bad. She looks hardworking and responsible. She is also pretty and talks in a kind and gentle manner. You can't find fault..."

Song Hongguo handed her an orange, "Second cousin also fell in love?"

Zhao Yulian nodded. She held the tiger's head and sat on her lap. She peeled the orange and smelled it before breaking off a piece and stuffing it into her grandson's mouth.

The tiger's head closed its mouth tightly, fearing that the juice would flow out. After swallowing all the juice, he opened his mouth and said in a milky voice, "The oranges are so delicious!"

Zhao Yulian touched his face lovingly, "What's not delicious about rare things? This thing is very precious, and you can only eat it because of your cousin's luck..."

Hutou immediately said, "Thank you, cousin."

Song Hongguo smiled and handed it to him again, "You're welcome, eat it."

Zhao Yulian wanted to stop her, but when she saw that her grandson had already taken it, she was so happy that she couldn't put it down. In the end, she couldn't bear to refuse anymore, so she turned to say, "Your cousin should be satisfied with this response. I asked him, and he said to wait for a few days to see, or else , I couldn’t leave my daughter to have dinner with the matchmaker at noon, so I not only made dumplings, but also fried a few vegetables. When making dumplings, my daughter was also very discerning and rolled up her sleeves to help me. She was able to do the job well... …”

Song Hongguo listened with a smile and responded with a few words from time to time.

"By the way, that girl's name is Li Qiuju. She is from the Nanyan Production Team. It was originally called Lijiazhuang, which is not close to our place. No matter how nice the matchmaker's words are, I think she is fine. However, you still have to ask around. Look. Look at that girl's reputation in the village, there's nothing bad to say..."

When Song Hongguo heard about Lijiazhuang, she raised her eyebrows. What a coincidence. Li Chaoyang belonged to Lijiazhuang, and now it was renamed Nanyan Brigade. Xu Miaomiao also lived there for many years. I wonder if they knew each other.

After seeing off Zhao Yulian, Song Hongguo fried the dumplings, mixed them with porridge, mixed some spinach vermicelli, cut two salted duck eggs, and had dinner.

After the meal, the mother and son continued to make roses until a vase was full, then they went to bed with satisfaction.

The next day, when Song Hongguo went to work, she brought the things she had given to Han Ying. When she arrived at the hospital, she had someone send a message to her to come to the dormitory to pick them up at noon.

Who would have thought that at noon, she was not the only one coming, but also Xu Wei.

When they came, Song Hongguo was cooking in the aisle outside the door. Han Ying came to pick up something, so why not let her eat? So, I prepared two more. When I heard the movement, I turned my head to look, and my eyes met Xu Wei's.

She couldn't help but be slightly startled.

After not seeing each other for a few months, Xu Wei has become a bit strange in her impression. Compared with before, he is a bit more down-to-earth and capable. In the past, he was somewhat unrealistic. Even when he smiled, he seemed It feels like smoke and mirrors, but now it's much more sincere.

Hard work can really train people.

This trip to Qinghe Reservoir was not in vain.

After greeting each other, Song Hongguo asked Han Ying to accompany Xu Wei into the room to sit down. She still had one dish to cook.

Han Ying was wearing a military coat, leaning against the fence with his hands in his pockets, and reluctantly pouted, "He's not a guest, so why should he accompany him?"

Song Hongguo was helpless, "Then you don't have to blow the cold wind here. Come in quickly. They're cooking some pear candy in the house and have a drink to warm yourself up..."

Han Ying didn't move.

Song Hongguo continued, "Just think of it as helping me? It's so rude of me, the master, to leave the guests aside. Isn't it wrong to bully our Huo Gong for his absence?"

Hearing this, Han Ying went in slowly.