A group of children chattered non-stop.
"Gangdan, you said that the captain's grandpa even bought a bicycle. Will he buy a tractor for our village that makes a loud noise when driving?"
"Yes, why not?"
"The captain's grandpa is awesome. , during the famine years, we led our grandparents to open up wasteland and plant sweet potatoes. No one in our village ever starved to death. I believe that in the near future, the captain's grandfather will definitely get a tractor back!"
"Me too! Believe it!"
"Take me one!"
Mu Nannan listened and took a deep sip of the warm milk.
That's how it is in this era.
Although the living conditions are difficult and difficult, everyone still has passion and beauty.
They firmly believe that more and more food will be stored in the granary at home, life will be better and better, and the young people in the village will be more promising with each generation...
simple and unpretentious.
She looked up at the bright smile on her grandfather's dark face and felt that this was also his lifelong pursuit.
...
"Old man, brother, the rice is ready."
Ma Yuehong carried a large pot of pork stewed vermicelli and placed it on the stone table.
The warm midday sun shines on the stone table, and the vegetables in the basin are shiny.
Behind them, Zhang Chunmei, Liu Yan, and Xu Lanxin put down the dishes they were holding.
After that, several people made two more trips before they finished serving it.
The people who came to see the bicycles had already been called back for dinner by the mother and daughter-in-law at home.
"Grandpa."
Mu Nannan asked Mu Weiguo,
"Where are the little brother and Grandpa Ji?"
"Why didn't they come?"
She told the little brother a few days ago that today was her birthday and asked him to come to her house for dinner. of.
Mu Weiguo held her and sat her on a special high wooden chair:
"Your little brother went to the train station to pick up his parents. I don't know if they can make it in time for this meal."
The train station is nearly a car away from Taoji Village. Hours later, he probably wouldn't be able to come back in time.
Mu Nannan let out a small oh.
A little bit lost.
But when I thought about it, the little brother would be very happy to see his parents, so he put that disappointment behind him.
She picked up a small bowl of bone soup that Xu Lanxin served her and started to cook with concentration.
Mu Jianfeng traveled to several villages, especially to the kiln to bake a small porcelain bowl for her. After five or six mouthfuls, the bowl was empty.
"Drink slowly."
Xu Lanxin helped her wipe the soup that flowed onto her chin.
"Mom, I still want to drink."
Mu Nannan put the bowl aside boldly.
Xu Lanxin served her another bowl.
She only started making bone soup at home recently.
Nan Bao has always grown faster than her peers and is half a head taller than them. She was worried that her child would not have enough nutrition, so she bought back all the pig bones left over from the pig slaughtering team this year.
In addition, the nephews are growing up, so the bone soup is just the right amount of nutrition.
Mu Nannan finished another bowl of soup.
Xu Lanxin took some vegetables and wanted to feed her like before, but was rejected.
"Mom, I am already a one-year-old child. I should learn to eat by myself."
The little doll said seriously.
Everyone in the Mu family burst into laughter.
"Haha!"
"Hahaha!"
Mu Jianfeng burst into tears with laughter. He lifted up Mu Nannan's little paws and pinched her stubby little fingers:
"Silly girl, look at your short hands. , can you hold the chopsticks?"
Mu Nannan visually inspected the thickness and length of the chopsticks, then stretched out his hand to try it...
Hmm.
The chopsticks slipped perfectly.
Her hands couldn't even hold the chopsticks.
"Pfft haha!"