All the people were all, and all the food was brought out of the kitchen and placed on a large round table in the restaurant.

Li Xingxing followed the flow, "Brother Xiaoxia, brother, go and wash your hands and welcome the banquet, it's so rich!"

Big pot of vegetables, the heroic spirit of the north.

It is not easy to get four enamel basins for serving vegetables.

When Chen Nianen washed her hands, she asked again: "Do you want to send some downstairs?"

"No, I gave them a leg of lamb during the day." Chen Nianen replied.

Li Xingxing nodded.

Li Xiuhong said while sending chopsticks: "The noodles that come out when the dumplings come out, the main food today is mutton noodles! Look at the others, a pot of braised lamb chops, a pot of sheep blood tofu, a pot of braised pork, a pot of cabbage roasted lamb, plus a roast chicken, two pork trotters with sauce and a pot of sheep bone soup. The noodles are not enough to eat, and the white noodles I steamed yesterday!"

Everyone ate mutton noodles first, ate with their arms out of their arms and sweating profusely, and said goodbye to them in a slight cold air.

The comfort spreads from inside to outside.

In addition to Xia’s father, Li Xingxing’s bowl is the smallest, but he ate the slowest. After eating noodles, he drank the soup, and had two blushing balls of smiles on his face: “Roasted chicken lacks legs! You are not allowed to find one!”

Because she hid in the kitchen and ate the chicken leg.

Authentic Daokou roast chicken, made of authentic local chicken, is delicious.

"The rest of the chicken legs are also given to you."

After Chen Nianen finished speaking, she was about to hold the chicken leg to her sister, but she shook her head and refused: "I want to eat other dishes!"

Xia Mingxing brought her a big lamb chop.

"Thank you, Brother Xiao Xia!" Li Xingxing smiled.

Holding the lamb chops and eating them for a few bites, she asked Chen Xiangyang who had been silent on the dinner table: "Dad, my dear, can you change to sheep when you go to the suburbs? That's great. Next time, Brother Xiaoxia and I will go to change."

If you can change to sheep, you should also change to chicken, duck, and geese?

Note that it is a change, not a transaction, and it does not violate national regulations.

There are indeed many smart people.

Chen Xiangyang, who was cheated by his son and daughter, ignored her. Who knew that she would say something amazing to add obstacles to her path to reunion.

Li Xiuhong kicked him under the table, "Xingxing is asking you!"

Chen Xiangyang immediately showed a loving smile at Li Xingxing: "The supply and marketing cooperatives purchase and sale in a unified manner, and members are not allowed to buy and sell privately. Pigs and sheep are all counted, unless they are raised outside the task, but there are very few such numbers. This sheep is outside the task, and farmers are allowed to slaughter themselves. Of course, it would be better to sell it to the supply and marketing cooperatives."

Li Xingxing said dissatisfiedly: "You didn't say the point."

Oh, no more found.

Chen Xiangyang had no choice but to say: "If you want to eat, tell me, I'll find someone to change it for you, so don't show up."

"It's winter, it's very cold and things are resistant to storage. I want to exchange two sheep for my mother before she goes home. I will take the meat back after killing her, and let the family have a rich year!" Li Xingxing admired her filial piety.

Chen Xiangyang was stunned: "You don't have to worry about it, I'll do it."

Li Xiuhong roared twice.

He looked cold and frosty to Chen Xiangyang, and he smiled so hard that he looked at Li Xingxing, "Xingxing, don't worry, our village is a good year."

"It's better? It's raining all the time, how can it be better?" Li Xingxing wondered.

Li Xiuhong smiled gently: "Did you remind your uncle to harvest in advance? It happened that half a year of drought this year. Although the grain yield was reduced a little, it matured early, so it started to harvest half a month in advance. The remaining acres of land were confiscated, and it rained heavily, which did not affect the harvest in our village. The tractor you donated came in handy, and there was a hand-cranked iron planer, which cut sweet potato chips. Compared with the wooden iron planer, the efficiency suddenly came out, the speed was increased by more than ten times, and the chance of injury to the hand was reduced."
Chapter completed!