Song Lin hesitated to look at the dishes in the bowl. It was a dish he had never seen before, exuding an attractive fragrance. He almost swallowed his saliva in embarrassment, but he also knew that the price of the meal was not cheap. It was okay if it was really the shopkeeper's invitation. If Gu Yi paid the money behind his back, he would be even more unspeakable in the future.

"Eat it, dad, it will get cold in a while."

Seeing him hesitating, Song Wanyue knew what he was thinking and picked up another chopstick for him.

Looking at my daughter's crisp little face, I thought that I couldn't bear to eat even a portion of cold skin at home, and my daughter also suffered a lot, so she should indeed make up for it.

Song Lin gritted his teeth and tried his best. So what if Gu Yi invited him? At worst, he would make money from herbal tea in the future, so he would give it to them.

"Yue'er also eats it."

After eating a bowl of rice and some dishes, Gu Yi was full and put down his chopsticks. Song Wanyue didn't eat much, only Song Lin. After eating three big bowls of rice, the dish on the plate in front of him didn't even take half of it.

The shopkeeper brought the clerk in to clean up. Song Lin saw that most of the dishes were left, his lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but hesitated, and his face turned a little red.

"Shopkeeper, please see if these dishes can be packaged for me. I will take them home when I leave."

Song Wanyuedao.

The shopkeeper was stunned.

Gu Yi looked at her incredibly, "This is the leftover."

Only in their homes can the villagers eat leftovers.

Song Wanyue looked calm and said without any embarrassment, "You can eat leftovers, and our family has never eaten such a good dish."

The feeling of distress came to Gu Yi's face, "Shopkeeper, tell me to cook a few more identical dishes in the kitchen and bring them back to the little girl."

"No."

Before the shopkeeper responded, Song Wanyue stopped him, "Those leftovers are enough."

The shopkeeper looked at Gu Yi.

"Little girl..."

Gu Yi wanted to say that the restaurant belonged to his family, and Song Wanyue ate whatever dishes she wanted, and took away as much as she wanted to pack it.

“I like to eat leftovers.”

My daughter had already spoken, and Song Lin also shook her face. Anyway, the leftovers were poured, so it would be better to take them back and let the family taste them.

Gu Yi suddenly turned his head and looked at him incredibly.

Song Lin nodded solemnly, "Young Master Gu heard it right, I just like to eat leftovers."

Gu Yi turned to look at Song Wanyue in confusion again. Song Wanyue knew that Song Lin did not like leftovers, but wanted to take them back for his family to taste. He said carefully, "My father..., this is just a statement."

Gu Yi didn't understand. Just as he was about to ask, the shopkeeper understood what Song Lin meant and spoke first, "Since Mr. Song likes it, I will order someone to pack it."

...

After all the guests in the restaurant dispersed and after a while, Song Wanyue asked Xiao Si to buy herbal medicine again, cooked two large pots of herbal tea, and then went home in Gu Yi's carriage.

Along the way, Gu Yi did not try to talk back to Song Lin, nor did he try to lean against Song Wanyue. He just asked after the carriage entered Songjia Village, "Little girl, when will you make snacks for me?"

Originally, he planned to take the little girl to his house after coming out in the restaurant today. Who would have thought that Song Lin would follow him, so he could only send the person back honestly and ask honestly.

"You have someone prepare some milk tomorrow, and I will go there to make it for you tomorrow afternoon."

Gu Yi was happy. When he arrived at the door of the Song family, Song Lin and Song Wanyue got off the carriage. He waved to the two, "Goodbye, uncle, see you tomorrow."

Song Lin,...

...

There is only Xu in the family, who is drying the mint leaves that Song Ming’s wife has picked.

Song Lin entered the door with a food box, smiling, "Mom, Yue'er and I brought some food back."

"Put it in the well cellar quickly, don't break it."

Song Lin responded and limped over.

"Yue'er, go get your clothes, mom will make bath water for you."

On such a hot day, making herbal tea in the kitchen must be full of sweat.

Song Wanyue responded with a smile, went to the house to get the changed clothes, Xu had already made her bath water, Song Wanyue took a shower, Xu was still drying mint leaves.

"Your aunt sends a lot of them every day, and I keep the account in mind. When I finally give her the wages together, I think I will add a small piece of material to her and ask her to make a dress for Erya."

The material cannot be big, otherwise it will be taken away by Song Gua.

"I listen to my mother."

"By the way, how much food did you get back? At this time, she took Erya and was still in the field, so that the mother and mother could improve it."

Everyone in the Song family knows that Song Ming’s wife and two daughters are not full all year round. Sometimes the children are hungry and pick up wild vegetables in the field to eat raw food.

Xu and Grandma Song used to help them secretly, but at most they just stuffed two steamed buns. Today, they brought back delicious food from the restaurant. Maybe she had never seen them before.

"Do, I'll go and deliver it to them after I finish washing my clothes."

"Then I'll take out some to warm them up."

Song Lin had just taken out of the house and was about to take a shower. Hearing this, he said, "I'll go get it, you can light the fire first."

Xu didn't argue with him, so he brought firewood to the kitchen to light the fire. Song Lin went to the kitchen to get some dishes, and put them in half, and took them to Xu, "My mother, look, they are all dishes that we have never seen before. They are very delicious. I almost ate my own tongue."

Xu smiled with his lips and signaled him to put the plate into the pot. He was about to squat down and burn the fire, but Song Lin grabbed him, "I'll do it, I'll go take a shower later."

Xu moved aside, Song Lin added firewood to the stove, and Xu went to the kitchen and took two steamed buns and put them in.

After Song Wanyue finished washing her clothes, the vegetables and steamed buns were also hot.

Song Lin got up and went to the kitchen, took out a bamboo basket and three pairs of chopsticks, lifted the pot, carefully brought out the plate and put it in the basket, carried it to Xu, took one of the chopsticks and picked up the dishes and handed them to her, "Mom, you taste it first."

His daughter is still there, and Xu gave him a coquettish look.

Song Lin grinned and whispered, "I'm blocking her, she can't see it."

As soon as Xu opened his mouth and ate it, Song Wanyue's smile sounded, "My father is right, he blocks it, I can't see anything."

Xu's face turned red. Song Lin turned around and glared at Song Wanyue without any anger, turned his head and laughed at Xu's silly, "You taste a little bit of every dish."

Xu couldn't eat any more, so he pushed him, "Let Yue'er send it over, it will be cold again later."

Song Lin was reluctant to let it go. He had already made some more and turned back to Song Wanyue, "You go out and wait, and I'll send it to you later."

Song Wanyue walked out and sighed, "I'm really redundant."

Song Lin,...

Xu,...

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