The little lynx doesn't seem to want to eat it too much, and still misses the oil shuttle that day.

But the oil shuttle must not be fed. Seeing that the little lynx didn't eat it, Zhao Jun was not accustomed to it. He threw the little lynx onto the kang, picked up the small bowl of meat and went to the Li family next door.

On the 28th day of the 12th lunar month, there were only two of the four martens who were caught from the mountain. The two who died were hunger strikes to death.

Wild animals are wild and have a strong aura. Sparrows and pheasants don’t eat until they are all home, and they are hard and starve to death.

Compared to these small things, big red deer and roe deer are relatively better. They have a lattice there. They have not been on hunger strike for a few days and have not been waiting to die. So they can't help but talk.

It’s a pity that the two martens died, but the fur was not blind, so it was not a loss. After surviving, these two martens gradually accepted the reality.

What made Zhao Jun feel relieved was that the albino sable survived. At this time, a roe deer meat was stuffed in, and the albino sable pressed it down with its front paws, and its sharp teeth quickly tear it and chewed the roe deer meat.

"The little thing is quite interesting." Li Dayong praised, and Li Baoyu smiled and said, "Dad, this little thing is a money tree."

"Yeah!" Li Ruhai smiled and said, "These two are sparks, which can start a prairie fire! In the future, the big ones give birth to the small ones, the small ones give birth to the young ones, and the children and grandchildren are endless."

Uneducated people still like to interrupt.

Hearing Li Ruhai's words, Zhao Jun stuffed a piece of meat into the cage and smiled and said, "I can't lose money if I don't lose money."

As soon as Zhao Jun said this, the three fathers and sons of the Li family looked at me and I looked at you, but no one said anything.

After Zhao Jun fed the sable, he was about to go back to the next door. When he left, he greeted the Li family.

Just as Li Dayong, Li Baoyu, Li Ruhai and Li Xiaoqiao were wearing cotton jackets, Jin Xiaomei said: "You go there first, I will cut the garlic seedlings."

On the windowsill of the east house of Lijia, there are two deep-bottom plates, with hydroponic garlic seedlings on the plates.

There are seventy or eighty cloves of garlic cloves on two plates, and two handfuls of garlic seedlings can be produced.

There are small animals in Zhao Jun’s house, so his house does not plant garlic seedlings.

Li Dayong, Li Dazhi, Wang Qiang, Lin Xiangshun, Zhang Yuanmin, and the old lady all planted garlic seedlings. There were a lot of garlic seedlings cut by the six families together.

Today is the third day of the Chinese New Year. According to custom, you have to eat boxes and make peace and beauty.

Speaking of boxes, the most deeply rooted in people's hearts is definitely the leek box.

But these days, greenhouses have not yet emerged. When winter comes to the northeast, there is really no vegetables. Even the big shops at the foot of the mountain look at what comes from the south to sell.

New Year's ago, Zhao Jun went to the city to buy garlic sprouts, cucumbers and celery, which was pretty good.

Without leeks, these families plant garlic seedlings. The garlic seedlings produced by hydroponics are tender and fresh. They are chopped and fryed in advance. The cooled eggs are mixed with fillings. The seasonings are used without anything but salt. The baked box is fresh.

It's right.

Big fish and big meat are good, but no one can stand it when eating them every day.

Especially the people of the Zhao family, they have been eating and drinking for the past six months, and their stomachs are not short of oil and water. Although they all like to eat meat, a few bites of meat are enough.

Today, when I ate the leek box, Wang Meilan also served eight dishes.

Sliced ​​sausage, fried peanuts, fried knife fish, braised pork ribs, fried cabbage with black fungus, rock sugar shredded radish, celery powder and garlic sprouts.

Zhao Jun did not move these dishes and killed eight garlic sprout boxes as big as his palm in one breath.

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Xiangyangtun Jie family.

The family of five ate around the kang table. There were chickens, fish, meat, and boxes on the table.

Jiejia’s box is made of vegetarian stuffing. The so-called vegetarian stuffing here is the raw mung bean sprouts and vermicelli, fried eggs or fried tofu.

Liu Lanying took a bite of the box, looked up at Jie Sun and said, "Mom, this stuffing is OK."

"Yes." Jie Sun nodded, clicked his mouth and said, "It would be even better if you want to make garlic sprouts and eggs."

"I didn't expect it, mom." Liu Lanying said: "Just plant some garlic seedlings."

"Okay." After Liu Lanying finished speaking, Xie Zhong said: "Don't you eat this every year? Isn't this good too?"

"Oh." Suddenly, Jie Sun sighed lightly and said, "I planted the garlic sprouts over there, and it should be able to be cut."

"Then you go, milk." Jie Yingming looked at his milk and said, "You go and get it back, let's have another meal."
Chapter completed!