mchenry-crisis.org Chapter 129 Can You Control It
Chapter 129 Can You Control It
Chapter 129 Can You Control It
A group of people came in and sat down, but they also came late. Basically, the dishes were packed and they could eat directly.
Ma Yue helped clear the table, and the melon seeds and peanuts were transferred to the coffee table before the dishes were served.
There are ten people full, and they eat neatly. Although they say that growing vegetables is not good, they are unambiguous when eating vegetables.
Especially my second aunt, who ate a lot.
The same goes for the two cousins. The plate of broccoli basically went into their stomachs, and the second aunt wanted to eat it, but the cousin immediately pissed her off.
He said he wanted to lose weight, let his second aunt eat meat, and he only ate broccoli.
tsk tsk!
Ma Yue secretly smiled——
"It's true!"
One meal is about the same. Now the conditions of every household are better, and it is not like before that they can only eat a good meal during the Chinese New Year, and their appetite is not good.
However, the sales of these things at home are still good. Although many of them are not made by themselves, the boiled water is replaced by spiritual water.
The taste is naturally extraordinarily mellow, with a taste that cannot be replaced elsewhere.
"Hey, wait, there's still a spare rib left for me."
Grandpa was not polite at all, he was still yelling when the table was closed, and grandma was laughing beside him.
"You're such an adult, you're not afraid of children's jokes!"
"What's so ridiculous about eating at home!"
Grandpa couldn't deny it on his face, and gnawed deliciously one rib in each hand.
Hearing these words, everyone laughed, letting the old man eat, it's rare to be so happy to eat.
"By the way, do you want to go to the orchard after dinner?"
Ma Wanguo cleaned up the dishes and came over to ask a question.
When New Year's Day passed last time, all of them almost pointed their noses and scolded, saying that their sons were worthless.
Today I deliberately didn't pick any fruit, just to let them go up the mountain to see how good their son is.
Brothers belong to brothers, you are allowed to brag about your son-in-law every day, but I am not allowed to show off my son!
"I'm not going? It's so difficult to walk on the mountain."
Ma Xiaoyu didn't say anything angrily, and went directly to the sofa to play with her mobile phone.
"I'm not going either."
Ma Zhichen muttered, and nestled on the other side of the sofa, the two siblings really looked like two siblings.
Ma Wanguo scratched his head in embarrassment, but Ma Yue came in from the yard and spoke.
"Otherwise, let's go. The pears will be edible recently. Although they are not as delicious as the late-ripe ones, they can taste fresh."
"Ok, ok, ok, take me one, I haven't gone up the mountain for a long time."
Upon hearing this, Ma Changrong immediately remembered the taste of the ugly pear before. It was called a watery pear, but unfortunately it disappeared later.
"Dad, you're in better shape, and..."
Ma Wanlong listened and started persuading him on the spot, but before he could finish his sentence, the old man yelled at him——
"Can you handle it?"
"I……"
Ma Wanlong was at a loss for words for a while, facing his old father, naturally he didn't know what to say.
"Second Uncle, it's okay. Now the mountain road has been widened and all the weeds have been cleaned up. If you want to walk, you can walk more. If you don't want to walk, let's go back."
Seeing the interest on Grandpa's face, Ma Yue smiled and said.
"That's right, it's only talking when you look at Xiaoyue, listen to what bullshit you're talking about!"
The old man was in a hurry, and walked out after a crackling.
Ma Wanlong is used to it. He has known his father's temperament since he was a child, especially after the stroke——
Who let him be his father?
"Let's go, brother and sister want to see it?"
Ma Wanguo greeted him.
Zhang Haiya thought for a while, then nodded and followed, she wanted to see if it was the same as what Ma Wanguo said.
"Uncle and aunt, you go, I will stay with Xiaoyu and the others at home."
Wu Jiarui opened his mouth at the right time, what kind of dirt hill, why is he too lazy to go there?
Of course it won't be so ignorant to say it.
"Okay, then let's go!"
Ma Yue came here simply and neatly, if you don't go, you won't go, and I don't beg you to go.
The voice fell and caught up with the grandfather in front, Qinglang and the others are all at the shed today, it would be bad if they scare people.
This shed was originally on the edge of a [-]-acre purple rice field, but after the field disappeared, I moved the shed here by myself, so I don't have to go home to pick up some tools.
When the king and the others are patrolling the mountains at night, they can also sleep here directly, which is a good solution to the problem.
"Was the loquat tree in this direction before?"
Looking at the changed Yaozi Mountain, Ma Changrong felt both familiar and strange.
"I'm going this way, but recently I don't have to eat loquats, only pomegranates. Let's go this way."
Ma Yue smiled.
"Pomegranate?"
Ma Wanlong and his wife were stunned when they heard this. Are there pomegranates in this season?
Didn't you just say it was a pear?
But seeing that the old man in front didn't ask, the two of them looked at each other and caught up, anyway, they'll know when they arrive.
Only later will I know what it means to eat pomegranates!
This is something to eat?I'm afraid I'll have to eat only pomegranates for the rest of my life!
And why does this pomegranate look so big?How did this come about!
Ma Wanguo was very satisfied with the astonishment of the second brother and his wife, who made him gossip about his son last time.
What is this called now?
This is called fact speaks louder than words, who said farming has no future!
"Pick two and taste them!"
Ma Wanguo said with a smile, talking about getting started, but as soon as he picked one off, he saw a whirlwind-like figure flying towards him in the distance, and the white balls behind him jumped and couldn't keep up.
"Blue Wolf!"
Ma Yue stopped with a huff, afraid that he would scare people.
After a sound, there was a sudden brake, and the figure of Qinglang stopped instantly, his towering and majestic appearance shocked people enough.
"This... this dog is too... too scary..."
Zhang Haiya's eyes were panicked and she couldn't help muttering, she hid behind Ma Wanlong and dared not move.
Ma Wanlong was also nervous, not to mention the dog was so close, even watching it in a cage made people nervous.
"Don't worry, Qinglang is very good."
Touching Qinglang's head, Ma Yue said with a smile, and waved him away from the scene.
"I said Xiaoyue, it's a Tibetan mastiff!"
Seeing Qinglang leave, Ma Wanlong came back to his senses, feeling quite similar.
"Well, the Tibetan mastiff is a wolf, a gift from a friend."
Ma Yue said casually.
"..."
Ma Wanlong swallowed his saliva when he heard that, some friends used to like to play with Tibetan mastiffs, but that was expensive work.
Looking at Ma Yue's side, it seems to be worth a lot.
It seems that this kind of pomegranate can really make money!
"Let's go pick some pears, it's over here."
The two were slightly surprised, Ma Wanguo walked forward with a smile, and the people behind followed him, but he was still immersed in the huge size of the blue wolf and couldn't extricate himself.
However, in just a moment, the eyes of the people in the field widened. They thought it was only a few or hundreds of trees reaching the sky, but in fact it was here! ! !
this tree?
Why is it so big?
"I said Xiaoyue..."
Ma Changrong's eyes were startled, and he couldn't help but make a sound.
"You ugly pear trees are not all hundreds of years old!"
"what!"
Ma Wanlong and his wife were quite shocked by this sentence. Let's not talk about thousands of trees here, are they all ugly pear trees that have grown for hundreds of years? ? ?
(End of this chapter)