Spring comes to the desperate place

It was already dusk when the three of them returned to the inn. There was no curfew in the city, so on the way back they could still see small vendors setting up stalls on the roadside. There were not many things on sale. The modern night market is ten times more lively than this. Song Chunlin looked at those vendors and wondered whether he should set up a stall in the future.

Seeing that he was staring at the wonton stall, Song Dazhuang thought he was hungry, so he pulled him over there. Song Chunlin reacted and stopped Song Dazhuang.

"What's wrong, Chunlin, aren't you hungry?" Song Dazhuang was confused.

Song Chunlin looked at his father speechlessly: "Dad, I'm not hungry, I'm just thinking about something."

Knowing that Song Chunlin occasionally lost himself in thought because he was in the space, Song Dazhuang did not ask any further questions. The family of three walked towards the inn. When they reached the darkness, Song Chunlin took out some things from the space and put them in Song Dazhuang's backpack.

Song Dazhuang clearly felt the weight of his backpack sink, but he said nothing and walked into the inn without changing his expression.

The innkeeper was still settling the bill at the counter when the waiter came over to greet them and asked if they wanted dinner delivered to them.

Song Dazhuang rejected the waiter's kindness. Seeing that their backpacks were full, the waiter thought that they must have bought food outside, so he said that he would bring them some hot water later. Song Dazhuang thanked him and returned to the yard with his wife and children.

Song Dazhuang returned with a full load. In the backpack there was not only cloth, but also snacks, biscuits, and fruits put in by Song Chunlin. In the end, Song Dazhuang even took out a few packages of roast chicken and braised meat, as well as a huge braised pig's trotter.

Looking at the greasy pig's trotters, Song Dazhuang's mouth twitched. He pretended that he bought it himself and called Gu Fengyue to come and eat.

In fact, during the past few days of traveling, the Song family also found various ways to hunt pheasants and rabbits. At the very least, they had pheasant eggs and bird eggs. Gu Fengyue was not very craving for meat, but the pieces that Song Chunlin took out were so fragrant, even more fragrant than the signature braised meat of Yuxianlou in the capital, and just the smell made people salivate.

Just then, the waiter brought some hot water. He sniffed the aroma of the braised meat in the air and felt his saliva was about to flow out. So he quickly put down the water and fled from there. While running, he was still thinking, when would such fragrant braised meat be sold in this city?

Song Chunlin asked Song Qinshi to chop the meat with a knife, sprinkle some green onions and cucumber shreds on it, mix well and stuff it into the pancake. Before eating, pour a spoonful of marinade on it. The salty and fragrant braised meat and the refreshing and greasy cucumber complement each other. After getting this improved version of roujiamo, everyone started to eat it.

Even Gu Fengyue, who was the most polite eater, devoured the whole roujiamo in no time and was still feeling unsatisfied after finishing it. Song Qinshi had already chopped up the pig's trotter and followed suit, and the braised pig's trotter version of roujiamo came into being.

Compared to braised meat, pig's trotters are fatter, and the aroma of the fat permeates the pancake. The presence of cucumber shreds makes the pancake just right to add a bit of freshness to the greasiness, and it does not feel greasy at all when eaten.

Song Chunlin had a small stomach, so he only ate half of the last pig's trotter steamed bun and gave the remaining half to Song Dazhuang. He was in his prime and had a big appetite. Before, he could only eat half full because he didn't have the conditions, but now that the conditions were good, he ate as much as he could. So he ate all the remaining bones by himself. After he finished eating, the others were so full that they sat on the chairs. Everyone had a round belly, including the youngest Song Xiaobao.

The pig's trotter was soft and rotten. Amma Song felt sorry for her grandson, so she fed him a lot of pig's trotter meat. It was the first time for the little guy to eat such delicious meat, and he could hardly stop eating. Amma Song saw that his belly was already bulging, so she said she would not feed him any more. Song Xiaobao was so anxious that he cried out "Ahhhh".

In the end, it was Song Qin who suppressed him violently. Song Xiaobao sat in her arms aggrievedly, touching his bulging belly and doubting his life.

After having eaten so much for dinner, everyone had to get up and walk around in the yard to disappear. When the moon was above the treetops, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep.

Song Chunlin lived in the same room with Song Chunsheng and Gu Fengyue, Song Dazhuang and his wife lived in the same room with Song Xiaobao, and Old Man Song and Grandma Song lived in the main house. After living in the open for so long, the Song family finally got a good night's sleep.

Song Chunlin thought he would be too excited to fall asleep, but the miraculous thing was that he fell asleep almost as soon as he touched the pillow and had no dreams all night. When he opened his eyes and woke up, the two people beside him were up, and Song Chunlin hurriedly got up to wash up.

Several adults were sorting things in the main house. Aunt Song and Qinshi Song spread the bought cloth on the bed and cut it according to their respective sizes. Each person had a set of outer clothes and a set of inner clothes. After cutting, they packed them together and sewed them on the way so that they would have new clothes to change into when they arrived in the capital.

Gu Fengyue didn't expect that they had also prepared a silk undergarment for him. He watched Song Qinshi skillfully demonstrating how to make it on him, and then going back to cut the cloth. Both the mother-in-law and the daughter-in-law were proficient in women's work. Usually, they made clothes for the whole family. Now, they didn't even need a ruler and could probably cut the cloth.

Gu Fengyue watched them busying around for her, and the same went for the other members of the Song family. Only she seemed to have nothing to do, and there was a rare look of awkwardness on her face.

When Song Chunlin came in, he saw that he looked at a loss, so he turned his head and saw Song Xiaobao sitting in the backpack and playing with him. He went up to him, took the kid out of the backpack, turned around and stuffed him into Gu Fengyue's arms.

"Come on, help me, keep an eye on him and don't let him do anything wrong."

Gu Fengyue was caught off guard when a baby was stuffed into her hands, and her hands became even more cramped.

No, this little brother, why does he think he can take care of a baby?

Gu Fengyue hugged Song Xiaobao with stiff hands and feet. Song Xiaobao could see Gu Fengyue every day during this period, so he was naturally not afraid of strangers. At this moment, being held in the arms of this handsome little brother, the little rascal was actually a little excited and twisted around in his arms. Gu Fengyue almost couldn't catch this loach.

Song Chunlin had already brought Song Xiaobao's breakfast, which was thick porridge with minced meat. Song Xiaobao calmed down when he smelled the fragrance. He let Gu Fengyue hold him and sat obediently on his lap, waiting for his brother to feed him.

"Hold on tight, or it won't spill on you."

Upon hearing that, Gu Fengyue immediately held the kid firmly. Song Xiaobao felt a little uncomfortable being held, so he moved his little butt and adjusted himself to a comfortable sitting position. Then he opened his mouth wide and swallowed the meat porridge in Song Chunlin's spoon in one gulp.

"Oh, our Xiaobao is such a greedy little cat." When Song Amao saw Song Xiaobao's actions, she couldn't help laughing. The others found it very funny and laughed together.

Song Xiaobao didn't know that everyone was laughing at him. When he saw everyone laughing, he also laughed.