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After the sun rose, the light changed from dark to bright, and the big rooster covered with oily flower feathers flew to the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in the yard, and a crisp crow woke up the sleeping people.

The door opened, and Shen Mengran saw a big red rooster flying down from the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. She found a branch to play with the rooster.

Chickens with obvious status advantages crow earlier than other chickens, and the highest-ranking rooster has the highest priority for dawn.

Xiaohong is the rooster with the highest status in the flock. When she sees a stranger at home, she immediately attacks him.

Lu Tinglin was woken up by Shen Mengran's screams and abuse. He had never seen such a noisy girl. In school, the hottest girl was not as good at cursing as Shen Mengran. Eight out of ten sentences were scolding, The remaining two sentences are provocative.

"What are you arguing about?"

"Hurry up and save me!"

As soon as Shen Mengran saw Lu Tinglin, she immediately hid behind him, and the former overlord felt a little pitiful today, "It bit me, so I grabbed it and stewed it."

"Why did our Xiaohong provoke you? Stew it? You think it's beautiful." Ge Chunhua put her hips on her hips and rolled her eyes angrily. She grabbed a handful of corn kernels and gave them to Shen Mengran who was just chasing after her and bit them. Xiaohong, "I'm taking care of the nursing home today, this is a reward for you."

Shen Mengran is not someone who can be bullied. She saw that there was no danger and immediately quarreled with Ge Chunhua. She wanted to throw something and couldn't find anything to throw, so she pushed down the flowerpot at the door. There seemed to be a few grasses in it. .

As soon as he got up, he saw that the flower seedlings of his Chunjian Huangmei had been pushed down. Chu Sha ignored his distress and immediately knelt on the ground to rescue his flower seedlings.

At this time, 200 yuan per seedling of Chunjianhuangmei is enough for the mother and son to live a good life in Dashan.

Ge Chunhua saw that Hua Miao, whom her son took care of so carefully, was pushed away, and immediately quarreled with Shen Mengran even more fiercely.

The program team immediately filmed it. They filmed Ge Chunhua's unreasonableness as a point of attack for the audience when watching the program. At that time, the unqualified gimmicks of the mountain people will be enough to increase the program's highlights.

"Isn't it just a few broken grasses? How much? I'll just pay you."

"How do you talk? What you don't have to teach!" Ge Chunhua attacked Shen Mengran's parents for not teaching her well, which just hit Shen Mengran's sore spot, and she began to cry while cursing.

One morning when the chickens were flying around, Chu Sha knelt on the ground to save his own flowers.

The director of the program group took a look and felt that this could also be a point of attack, so he immediately took a picture of Chu Sha's isolated state.

"A 14-year-old boy has no father. He was raised by his mother. It seems that he has lost a lot of man's blood. His mother quarreled with outsiders, but he was indifferent..."

After all the hard work, Shen Mengran was also persuaded by the program crew, and she endured her aggrieved breakfast.

Breakfast is very simple, white porridge, pickles and tofu, tasteless, but the table is clean, and there are no cracks or unknown objects in the white porcelain bowl.

Lu Tinglin watched as Shen Mengran, who threw bowls and chopsticks at the slightest disagreement, left, and did not toss with the other party.

Firstly, he was hungry; secondly, the environment of this family was much better than the family arranged for them by the program group, so he didn't want to go back.

"Xiaosha has worked hard in studying, and here is a chicken wing for you." Ge Chunhua was very dissatisfied with the sudden addition of two mouths, but she knew that she didn't want to quarrel with others while eating, so as not to affect her son's appetite. alright.

"I don't want to eat leftovers, so let's eat them, Mom." Chu Sha gave Ge Chunhua the chicken wings, and drank porridge and ate pickles by himself.

Ge Chunhua got up, put moldy tofu in a bowl, picked a small piece of lard, steamed it in a basket, sprinkled a little salt, monosodium glutamate, oily chili, green onion and coriander, evenly with chopsticks, and then put the fragrant steamed moldy tofu Putting it in front of Chu Sha, a face that was no longer young was full of wrinkled smiles, "Isn't it up to your appetite if you haven't had much breakfast? Eat a bowl of this."

"Grandma eats too." Chu Sha gave a symbolic politeness, and immediately started eating after being rejected. He saw Lu Tinglin's gaze while he was resting, and felt a little strange.

One of the reasons why Lu Tinglin was sent to experience life was that he was spoiled by his mother. Isn't this kid in front of him spoiled?The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, the main reason was that he smelled that the bowl of unknown food on the opposite side was very fragrant, and the boy's food was also delicious.

"I want to eat it too. Why does he have chicken wings and I don't? You still cook for him alone!" Lu Tinglin was a bully when he was in the compound, and his grandfather whipped him several times with a belt, but it didn't work.

"He's my son, what's wrong with me making delicious food for him? Who are you? Why should I make it for you?"

"Aren't you here to participate in the show?" Lu Tinglin looked at Chu Sha in surprise, because the other party was pure and white, not at all like the mountain people here.

"This is my youngest son. My mother and I look so alike!" Ge Chunhua slapped the table with a rice broom, "Honey! Does he look like a city doll? I raised it well."

Lu Tinglin thought for a while about the dark face of Ge Chunhua's other son, looked at Ge Chunhua's wrinkled old face with a smile, and finally set his eyes on Chu Sha, who had a white and tender smile and a pear dimple, "You didn't pick it up ?"

"It crawled out of my belly, what did you pick it up?"

"Grandma, he may be confused by greed, you can steam him a bowl of moldy tofu, I want another bowl." Chu Sha looked up at Grandma, and licked the corners of his lips, "Would you like it?" Put more peppers."

Lu Tinglin, who followed Chu Sha to a bowl of steamed moldy tofu, lost his temper. It was indeed delicious, and it smelled better than eating. It may be that he has been hungry since last night to make this hot bowl of steamed moldy tofu more fragrant. up.

Today is Sunday, and the program team actually arranged farm work, but because of Lu Tinglin's background, they could only torment Shen Mengran. Shen Mengran has a bad temper, and it's useless to persuade him. We can postpone it.

"postpone?"

"Correct."

"What do you want to shoot?"

The protagonist in the city just came to the mountains and was not used to filming, and he also filmed the conflicts with the mountain people. Now it's time to film the farm work.

Shen Mengran, who grew up so old and only spends money on makeup and going to nightclubs, doesn't want to work, and Lu Tinglin, who hasn't even cleaned the dishes, doesn't want to work either.

"Then postpone it, we won't let you go if you can't shoot well."

Chu Sha hid behind a tree and knocked melon seeds. He came to see if there was anything delicious to eat at the second brother's house, and saw Lu Tinglin and Shen Mengran fighting the program group. He was bored here all day long. Seeing these two happy people feel quite interesting.

"Okay, isn't it just work? What do you want me to do?"

"I have an idea." Chu Sha raised his hand positively.

"How did you come?"

"I'll see if there is anything edible at my second brother's house, and by the way, I want to see you make a fool of yourself." Chu Sha cheerfully knocked on the melon seeds, and there was no dust on the plain white shirt and black trousers, "My grandma It's not very tiring to make tofu, please help me and take care of the meal."

"I can see it."

Shen Mengran didn't like that shrew Ge Chunhua, so she rejected Chu Sha's proposal, "I won't work for old women."

"Then you go feed the pigs."

"Hey, just hello! Who wants you to care!"

"What kind of nerves did she have?" Lu Tinglin quietly took the fried sunflower seeds in Chu Sha's hand, and cast him a suspicious look at him. He patted Chu Sha's head, "If you eat too much and get angry, I will help you." You put out the fire."

Chu Sha pursed his lips aggrievedly, he wasn't angry, and before he could say anything, Lu Tinglin also snatched the sunflower seeds from his pocket.

"Commander, the program team called and said that Ting Lin has lost his temper less now and knows to help the mountain people with work."

"Hey, this kid... just change his temper, I don't expect him to be good, just don't become a moth of the country and add chaos to this society..." Commander Lu is 62 years old this year, and in three years he will die. Retired, he didn't want no one to protect Lu Tinglin after he retired, what kind of moth he did to ruin himself.

Is Lu Tinglin really working?

He was really working, he led the donkey to pull the mill to beat the oar.

The new soybeans are soaked for a day and a night, the shell is softened, the meat is plump and rich in water.

Chu Sa stood aside and poured the beans into the mill with a ladle made of gourds, "Take some grass hooks to lure the melons to go faster."

"You didn't say it earlier! I pulled it hard for a long time, and my palms were all red."

"Didn't you forget that, you have a bad temper, no wonder you were thrown here by your family." Seeing that Lu Tinglin was about to blow his hair, Chu Sha quickly ended the topic, "The donkey pulls the mill, it can't get out of any circle. You can see a palm-sized piece of sky in the well~ Tongtian Avenue is already a straight line, why bother to go over mountains~"

"Stop singing with your broken voice, okay? It makes me dizzy."

"In the well."

"Who are you talking about?"

"Whoever gets excited can say it."

The soy milk is ready, the next step is to cook the milk.

Ge Chunhua heated up the fire in the clay stove, and Lu Tinglin and Chu Sha carried the bucket and poured the puree into the big iron pot.

After boiling, the heat and aroma of the puree permeated the whole kitchen.Ge Chunhua made a bowl of soy milk for Chu Sha, glanced at Lu Tinglin who was helping with the work, and reluctantly made a bowl for him too.

"Do you want to go? Drink tofu curd later, and make tofu after drinking tofu curd."

"Don't go, you haven't taken care of your meal yet."

When the puree is filtered, Ge Chunhua clamps the tofu splints on both sides of the tofu bag to squeeze out more soy milk faster.

In fact, most of the work was done by her, so Chu Sha and Lu Tinglin also started a fight.

Ge Chunhua was a good hand at work when she was young. After giving birth to her youngest son, her husband died due to a work-related injury. She married the two sons by herself and found a home for the two daughters, leaving only one young son by her side. .

She ordered the brine very carefully, observing while stirring, half of her body was shrouded in hot mist, the liquid soybean milk became thinner, and began to form a paste and lumps, "Bring a bowl, and I'll put the bean curd for you to eat."

When Chu Sha went to get the bowl, he touched a hand. He looked at Lu Tinglin and blinked, "Grandma didn't tell you to eat bean curd."

"I did work for you with your mother, right? What's wrong with eating a bowl? You're too stingy."

Chu Sha lowered his head in thought, as if he was being a bit stingy. When he put the pickled vegetables and spicy peppers into the bowl, he found that Lu Tinglin had scooped up the spicy peppers. He wanted to cry but felt a little hypocritical. He endured it and bit the bowl bitterly. Yan'er, "Bullying people..."