Transmigrated into the Pastoral Scenery

Walking to the home of the big house of the Shen family in Chashan Village on Dalu.

When they saw the big house in the distance and the smoke curling up from the house, they all became excited.

Qiao Lang pointed in that direction and said, "It's ahead, we're almost there."

At this time, it was time for the eldest son of the Shen family to cook lunch.Just as Shen Dongming entered the yard and put down his hoe, he heard Xiao Hei barking. He said, "What are you barking about? Someone is coming?" After washing the handle, he turned and went out to open the door.

He opened the door and saw that all the people at the door, big and small, were all unfamiliar faces, only two long-lost familiar faces!

"Uncle Dong Ming, it's me, Qiao Lang!" Qiao Lang grinned and shouted at Shen Dongming.

"..." Shen Dongming opened his mouth wide, looked at this and then that, slapped his forehead and said, "So it's you, and you're dumb!" He finally regained that sense of familiarity, and even asked everyone Enter the house first: "Hurry up, come in and talk!"

Qiao Lang said yes repeatedly, and introduced to his family first: "This is Uncle Dongming of this family. He is the father of the husband of Mr. Song I mentioned. He is a very good person."

"Oh, what are you talking about, come in, come in!" Shen Dongming laughed embarrassedly, and shouted towards the kitchen as he entered the room: "Old daughter-in-law! There are guests coming! Stew an extra five catties of rice ah!"

Mrs. Yang, who was lighting the fire in the kitchen, was so shocked when she heard the five catties of rice that she almost burned the firestick. She widened her eyes and said, "What? Stew five catties!?" Five catties of rice!She put down the fire stick, of course she didn't go out to watch the excitement first, but simmered five catties of rice first.