Chapter 186
A polite nod is a greeting.

"Qingqing, Auntie is really happy that you can come to Auntie's house. Later, I will make you and your boyfriend a table of our country stir-fry, which can be regarded as a clean-up for you." Luo's mother was very enthusiastic and gave it to her all the time. Song Qingqing handed over the watermelon.

But Song Qingqing couldn't eat anymore after eating two yuan.

When she heard her aunt say that Li Luoshen was her boyfriend just now, she was in a bad mood.

Auntie, did she misunderstand something?

"Then trouble auntie." Song Qingqing smiled, and she didn't want to explain anymore.

Auntie will definitely say later, you young people like to play like this, and she really doesn't know what to say with the expression of someone who has come here.

Li Luoshen also ate two pieces of watermelon and stopped eating.

It's very sweet, but it's easy to go to the toilet if you eat too much.

When he just heard this aunt say that he and Song Qingqing were boyfriend and girlfriend, he was very happy, and his lips curled up unconsciously.

It looks like he's going to have to work hard to turn this oral narrative into a hammer to stone.

Father Luo caught a chicken ahead of time and it was already killed.

The local chickens in the country have firm meat and delicious taste. A chicken that is a little heavier usually sells for 200 yuan without any problem.

Knowing that Song Qingqing and Li Luoshen would come, they prepared the dishes in advance.

After they rest for a while, they can almost cook.

Song Qingqing felt bored and had nothing to do, so he just wandered around in the kitchen.

In the end, Luo’s mother pushed her to look at the scenery, saying, “Girls have delicate skin and tender flesh, so it’s better not to stay in such a smoky place like the kitchen. Take a look at the scenery on the way, and call you when the meal is ready.” .”

Song Qingqing smiled helplessly, all right.

Walking out of the kitchen, Song Qingqing found a peach garden on their right.

Walking into Taoyuan with curiosity, I was very curious about them one by one.

Li Luoshen also came in with Song Qingqing.

"There should be peaches in it!" Song Qingqing said uncertainly.

"Have you never seen a peach tree?" Li Luoshen joked.

"Yeah, my vision is small, and I'm not as well-informed as Mr. Li." Song Qingqing rolled her eyes speechlessly.

Li Luoshen felt that it was too skinny.

Walked over and put her shoulders on her shoulders, "Okay, don't be angry, I didn't mean to."

Hearing footsteps, Li Luoshen let go of her hand and stood beside her.

Song Qingqing felt that the countryside also had its advantages.

The air is fresh, vegetables and fruits are fresh, and there are so many green plants, which have a great effect on protecting eyesight.

Compared with the high temperature warning in Qingcheng, the countryside is much more comfortable.

A gust of wind blows from time to time, which is very comfortable.

Luo Erhang came back from his cousin's house. On the way, he saw the two of them in the peach orchard, so he went over to have a look.

"If you want to eat peaches, you can pick them. This piece of peach orchard belongs to my family. But the taste of yellow peaches is not very good now. It will be the best time after four or five days." Luo Erhang laughed with two small canine teeth, It looks kinda cute.

He is actually quite good-looking, but his skin is a bit dark, so he looks a bit simple and honest.

"It's okay, let's take a look, I'm very curious about these new things." Song Qingqing said.

Since it has not reached the best taste, don't eat it.

To do otherwise would destroy the illusion of it.

But the yellow peaches I ate in the car today have a good taste, and I don't know if they are premature.

Song Qingqing didn't ask any more questions, just looked around casually, and came out of the Taoyuan.

There are loofah seedlings planted in front of the door, and the loofahs are wrapped around the electric poles, producing many fresh loofahs.

There is a sea of ​​flowers under the loofah seedlings.

"Is this henna?" Song Qingqing recognized it unexpectedly.

Luo Erhang nodded, "Yes."

"It seems that if you pick a little henna and mash it with alum, you can apply it on your nails and turn it into nail polish." Song Qingqing knew this because she watched a costume drama.

There were shots like this in there.

(End of this chapter)

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