In the courtyard of the capital.

The baby happily took the signing from the courier and stared at the parcel placed on the ground. The green rice sent by Song Wen. When the three of them came back, Song Wen was afraid that the green rice would be too heavy and they couldn't bring it, so they asked them to write down the address and send it for them. Not many, each person was just fifty kilograms, and Lu Aner was the same.

Looking at the three bags of green rice on the ground, the baby's eyes dripped and he had the idea of ​​these rice.

She had eaten these rice herself and was very delicious. Compared with the rice sold in Beijing, it was just one in the sky and one underground. How could one bag be enough? So she wanted to give the rice from two best friends, but the crows might not work because she had to take them back for her grandfather to eat. The sparrows were different. Her parents were often away from home, and it was useless to take them back. Besides, if this thing is left for a long time, it would become moldy and bugs.

The baby tried hard to find a reason for her best friend Qing Daomi. After a while, she said to the sparrow loyally: "There is no one at home, and it's useless to get the rice back, just put it at my house!"

The sparrow thought that she often had dinner at the baby's house, so she nodded. The baby looked at it, squinted his eyes and smiled, just like the treacherous look of a fox when he stole a little hen. That night, she asked the nanny at home to cook porridge with green rice. When she was eating, she and the sparrow pretended to eat porridge while secretly looking at their grandfather.

Qin Chong had long seen the baby's sneaky appearance. He didn't know what the weird granddaughter was doing, and he didn't care about her. Quan pretended not to see her sneaky appearance and just ate porridge. At first he didn't pay attention. After eating a few bites of porridge made of green rice, he was surprised and asked the nanny who was cooking: "What rice is cooked today? Why is it so delicious?"

He has never eaten this rice before. He feels that the stomach and intestines feel much more comfortable after eating it, and he becomes energetic. After eating it, he has left a fragrance on his teeth and cheeks, and his mouth is lightly sweet. It is really incredible. He has eaten rice for decades, no matter where he is from, but it has never tasted this kind of taste. It's really strange.

"Haha, it's delicious!"

When the baby heard this, he laughed treacherously, and then began to add fuel to the fire and swear to tell the origin of the green rice.

At the same time, in the same courtyard, at the crow's house.

The crow filially served a bowl of porridge for his grandfather, and saw him, Xia Mingli said jealously: "Xiaoxin, also serve a bowl for his father."

After hearing this, Xia Dunyi looked at his son and said dissatisfiedly: "It's not that he lacks hands and feet, he still has someone to serve him, so he can do it."

Having no choice but to serve the porridge by himself, while serving it, she complained: "Oh, those who are fathers nowadays have no human rights."

"I want human rights, I'll give it back to you!" Xia Dunyi shouted angrily.

When Xia Mingli saw the old man angry, he quickly swallowed his complaints and started to eat with a pleasurable look. Seeing his cripple, Liu Yingran and his daughter next to him looked at each other and started to laugh.

Xia Dunyi picked up the porridge and ate it. As soon as he took a bite, he found that the porridge today tasted wrong. After taking another bite, he suddenly realized that the porridge today seemed to be a little sweeter than the porridge I used to eat, soft and smooth, and the mouth was sweet. After eating it, I felt much more energetic. I turned my head and asked the nanny, "Where did I buy this rice? It tastes good and tastes much better than before, so I will buy this rice in the future."

"Mr., this rice was brought back by the lady from outside, not bought it." The nanny said with a smile.

"Oh, Xiaoxin took it back. Where did you buy it? It's so delicious."

"This is not something I bought, it was given by someone." As he said that, the crow happily talked about the holiday in Songjiabao on May Day.

The baby showed off his stinky fart and told his grandfather the origin of the green rice, "This is not ordinary rice, but green rice. The rice color of this rice is green, unlike the rice we eat from the golden rice we eat. Unfortunately, there are no small fish. If the fried small fish made of small fish and garlic sprouts and celery is definitely better after rice."

"What little fish?" Qin Chong asked strangely.

"It's just such a small fish, it's delicious." The baby said with his fingers. When she remembered the deliciousness of the small fish, she couldn't help swallowing.

"I feel that the fried green beans with red sausages are delicious." The sparrow, who was lying on her head, looked up and said after hearing her words.

"The fried green beans with red sausage is delicious, but it is not as delicious as the eels braised with garlic. What about eels? And the garlic is so stewed so hard that it tastes like chestnuts, and it also has the aroma of eel meat, which is so delicious."

Qin Chong couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he heard it, so he smiled mockingly again. He had never eaten any delicacies at his age, so why did he not be able to do anything when he heard about it?

"That eel is sticky and tastes so disgusting?" said the sparrow frowned.

"Tsk, you still eat so much?" The baby said contemptuously. She remembered that she ate the fastest when she ate eels.

On the other side, the crow happily talked about her experience at Song Wen’s house on May Day, and the mountains and rivers there, the delicious cicadas there, the sweet rice there, the delicious dishes and juicy fruits there, which made her parents and grandpa yearn for leisurely.

"It's really that good?" Xia Dunyi asked curiously.

"Well, it's better than what I said. Unfortunately, we came back too early, otherwise the uncle would say that the peaches would be ripe and the watermelon would be ripe. After a while, Duo Niang in the mountains would be ripe. The uncle also said that if we go over next time, he would take us to the mountains to pick wild vegetables and mushrooms, catch fish and hares and pheasants."

The crow said regretfully, but his eyebrows were full of energy. If Song Wen heard her, he would probably fall head-on. Why didn't he remember that he had promised this little girl so many requests?

Xia Dunyi's thoughts were moved when he heard his granddaughter's words. He had nothing to do with retirement now. After hearing what his granddaughter said, he suddenly moved his heart to travel. However, this is the future thing. He had to take care of his eyes first and then said to his granddaughter: "You ask your uncle to send some rice over here, and we will pay for it. In the future, our family will use this rice to cook rice."

After hearing this, the crow became embarrassed and said, "I heard from the uncle that the yield of this kind of rice is very low, only six or seven hundred kilograms per acre, and it is estimated that there are not many in his family."

"It doesn't matter, you need as much as you want." Xia Dunyi waved his hand.

"Oh" the crow nodded and responded.

Qin Chong ate the porridge made of green rice. The more he ate, the more he felt that the green rice was extraordinary. In the past, he didn't want to eat a bowl of porridge, but now he ate three bowls in a row before he was almost full, which made the nanny next to him stunned.

After eating, Qin Chong asked his baby granddaughter: "Baby, does your uncle still have this kind of rice in his house?"

"Yes, there are many, many," the baby said exaggeratedly.

"Then let him send some more, we will pay for it."

"No need to buy it. Last time I gave him two camels, it was enough to exchange for many meters."

Qin Chong was laughed by his granddaughter, and he knew about the camel. He was so young that he was suffering from giving it to someone to raise. He never made it to exchange rice with him. So he said to the baby: "You have to buy it with money, otherwise he won't give you something next time. You can tell grandpa how much you want, grandpa will give it to you."

When he heard that he had money, the baby's mind became active. However, Qin Chong was wondering whether he should ask some old friends to come to his house for dinner and show off his newly obtained green rice.

Song Wen may not know what kind of storm the green rice he kindly gave to his baby and their caused in the capital. (To be continued. Please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!)
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