There is a handsome man in the rough family

Mrs. Li was happy, Le Dian stepped into the kitchen, ready to cook a few more dishes.

The Tang family has [-] acres of fertile land, and the spring planting season is busy. Old man Tang made sure that his younger brother was fine, so he took his two sons to help in the field.

Less modern factories and reinforced concrete.

Tang Xiaofu held the honey water and sat under the jujube tree outside the yard. Looking into the distance, smoke was rising from all over the village.

Everywhere is full of vitality, the distant mountains are green, and the sound of chickens and dogs in the village can be heard endlessly.

The voices of the mothers calling the cubs to go home for dinner kept coming and going, and Tang Xiaofu smiled.

When passers-by greeted each other, Tang Xiaofu smiled back, not saying too much, for fear of making too many mistakes.

The Tang family is also considered to be a rare wealthy family in the village. It has four large tile-roofed houses, and it is also one of the best among the thatched and mud houses.

There is a vegetable field behind the house, a pig pen, and a chicken pen in the southwest corner in front of the house.

Mrs. Li is a neat person, and the inside and outside of the house are organized in an orderly manner.

In his previous life, he was born as an orphan, and what he couldn't ask for was family affection, and now it can be regarded as God's favor.

No need for introversion, no need to work overtime until he died suddenly, Tang Xiaofu slumped on the chair, like a beautiful and emotional salted fish.

After a while, Zhao Xiangbei came back in an ox cart, saw Tang Xiaofu grinned, and took out an oiled paper bag from his arms.

"The sweet-scented osmanthus cake of Guangshunzhai is said to be liked by all the brothers in the county."

Tang Xiaofu took the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and took a bite. It was soft and sweet, with a faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, his eyes lit up when he ate it.

"good to eat!"

The man smiled foolishly, holding a piece of mutton in his hand, and raised his hand.

"The county town happened to meet someone who bought mutton, I, I'll take it in and let Mu stew it, so as to nourish your body."

Tang Xiaofu smiled back sweetly, and sure enough, when he saw this guy, his ears were red, haha, it was so fun.

Li's craftsmanship is good, the rare mutton, the stewed mutton and radish are hot.

Taking advantage of Li's inattention, Tang Xiaofu replaced it with a freshly ripe radish in the space.

After a while, the mutton soup was bubbling, filling the room with a strong aroma.

Xiang's neighbors, Shi Jiajia, stretched their heads eagerly.

Shijia Momo is a shameless person who wants a bowl of mutton with his mouth open. Try something new.

She was directly beaten back by Li Shi.

The Tang family is not separated now, and the dozen or so members of the family eat together.

In the afterglow of the setting sun in the sky, the three of you returned home.

Far away, Tang's second son shouted in surprise: "Father, we make meat at home. Mom, this meat is so delicious today."

The old man Tang laughed and scolded his son for being worthless. When he saw Tang Xiaofu sitting outside the yard, he quickly said, "Brother Fu, take care of the wind, you are not in good health, you should go inside."

"That's right, brother Fu, let's go into the house, and the second brother will bring you a stool."

Tang Laoer is dark and tall, clumsy in speech and tongue, but he loves the original owner the most.

Seeing the close family members, perhaps influenced by the original owner, Tang Xiaofu's heart is also warm.

"Well, father, second brother, hurry up and enter the courtyard. Mom, I have stewed mutton and radish soup today. It's delicious."

A group of people entered the door, and Mrs. Li also set up the dishes in the yard.

The whole family sits together, the radishes in the space are mellow and delicious, and the umami taste of the mutton is stimulated by ten times ten.

This broth is sold out, not much less.

Tang Xiaofu ate happily. The mutton that stood out in the bowl was all made by Mrs. Li.

"Poor thing, my brother Fu is suffering, so eat more tonic."

Tang Xiaofu caught a glimpse of the old man's complexion, lowered his eyes, and picked up the meat for Old Man Tang and Mrs. Li.

"Mmm, eat it, the doctor said I'm already well."

Unwillingness flashed across Wang Yi's face, and he quickly scooped up the mutton and put it in the man's bowl.

"Dalang, eat more, the work in this restaurant is tiring and exhausting, and the warming and tonic mutton is just right."