The half bucket of milk squeezed in the afternoon was not much, just enough for the three old men to taste, and some Wang Yanmei poured it for the two little ones to drink.
Grandpa shared today's fishing harvest with a happy face, "Lao Huo and Lao Dong are really good today. They caught three or four big silver carps weighing three to four kilograms in that reservoir."
Xu Qingzhi asked: "Grandpa, what about you?"
"I didn't catch it. There was a big fish on the hook, but it was unhooked when I pulled it over." The old man patted his thigh and said with a little regret on his face, "I caught a lot of small fish. I can give it to you tomorrow."
You fry the little crispy fish and eat it."
Xu Qingzhi nodded and said: "Anyway, small fish are delicious, and big fish are also delicious."
With the comfort of his good granddaughter, the old man felt much more at ease.
Otherwise, I guess before going to bed tonight, I would have to think about that big fish decoupling scene over and over again while lying in bed.
It's a pity that I wish I could have restrained my strength at that time, but it was still too hasty.
"Meow~"
After the big cat licked the milk in the food bowl, it came over and rubbed Wang Yanmei's legs.
Wang Yanmei was picking up vegetables with chopsticks in one hand, and touching the big cat's head with the other hand, thinking that it was craving for chicken legs.
"Yuanbao, today's chicken drumsticks are gone. I'll chop them up for you another day."
As soon as the crow heard the chicken legs, it flew over and drank the unfinished milk.
"Quack~" I also want big chicken drumsticks.
Wang Yanmei looked disgusted and said: "Qingzhi, please take care of this bird. It's flying around. How can it still eat when its hair falls off?"
The crow purred sadly.
Xu Fuqiang held the crow in his hand with a curious look on his face, "Hey, what can a little bird understand? What do you think it does? Lucky me, I'll give you a big chicken drumstick tomorrow."
The big cat wanted to come and drink the milk. Seeing the crow flying over, there were several mouthfuls of milk left in the food bowl. He quickly jumped back to the food bowl and happily licked the milk.
The crow flew over again and slapped the big cat.
"Quack~" If you dare to steal my milk, you will die!
"Meow~" I thought you stopped drinking.
"Gah~" How could I not drink such delicious milk?
Wang Yanmei felt sorry for the big cat, "This bird is running rampant at home every day."
"Mom, don't worry about the two of them. It's okay. They made a big fuss when they were fighting for food. After a while, the two little guys made up again." Xu Qingzhi said.
Dong Ming looked at the milk in his hand and then at the milk in the pet food bowl. He didn't know whether he should drink it or not.
Are you sure this is something people can drink?
A strong milk fragrance invaded his breath, Dong Ming took a bold sip, his tired eyes lit up.
"This milk tastes so delicious!"
Wang Yanmei smiled and said: "It was very crowded this afternoon. Everyone who has had it said it tastes good."
Only then did Dong Ming realize that this was not for pets, but they had already drank it in the afternoon.
Mr. Huo also tasted it.
"It tastes great! The milk tastes much richer and more fragrant than the fresh milk I've had in other places before, and the sweetness is very special."
Grandpa was still thinking about fish. Everyone said the milk was delicious, so he tasted it.
"This milk tastes really good."
Meicheng is not a pastoral area, and very few people raise dairy cows.
In those days, you didn't even have to drink boxed milk. Even now that things are getting better, Xu Dongru doesn't buy milk to drink. Most of the time, people come to see him and give him rice pudding or herbal tea drinks.
This is the first time Xu Dongru has tasted such fragrant and delicious fresh milk.
Compared to Xu Dongru, Dong Ming and Mr. Huo have naturally drank fresh milk before. But this is the first time for them to have such delicious fresh milk.
When he thought of returning to Kyoto and rarely having such delicious food and fresh milk, Dong Ming's desire to come here to retire became more and more intense.
Mr. Huo was drinking milk and was still in the mood to tease, "Feng Yan, this kid is so lucky."
Wang Yanmei smiled and said: "You can use fresh food express to send some fresh milk to Xiao Huo later, and by the way, there is also that girl Shanshan."
Although the Wen brothers and sisters left the village, they still sent messages to Wang Yanmei from time to time.
Wang Yanmei is also thinking about Wen Shanshan. After all, she is the most popular one so far.
Seeing how this little girl could eat four or five bowls of rice in one meal is still fresh in my memory.
After dinner.
Xu Qingzhi sent messages to several friends in Kyoto, saying that there was fresh milk at home and asking if he wanted it.
Wen Shanshan was the quickest to reply, replying in seconds: "Yes!"
Weiwei was probably busy. After Xu Qingzhi went back to the room to wash up, he received a message from Weiwei when he came out, saying that he had just gotten off the plane and would return to Kyoto in a few days.
Xu Qingzhi wrote down the date and would express it to her when she returned to Kyoto.
After replying to the message, a video call came in the next second, and it was Huo Ying.
"Qingzhi, I heard my grandpa say that milk tastes so good. I'm almost starving for it. I don't care, I want milk too!"
Xu Qingzhi chuckled: "Yes, I will send it to you."
Huo Ying pursed her lips and acted coquettishly: "You asked Shanshan if she wanted milk, but you didn't ask me."
"I thought I would send it to the Huo family so that you could drink it, so I didn't ask." Xu Qingzhi explained first, then softened his voice and coaxed the child: "I will ask you next time."
The corners of Huo Ying's mouth curled up instantly, "Let me just say, Qingzhi treats me so well, how could he forget me?"