Chapter Fifty-Seven: An ordinary family is the most happy

  The mountains are quiet and still.

  A chilly wind whistled through the gaps in the house, blowing into the room and bringing with it a cold breath.

  Song Wen returned home and placed the small stove on the tea table, added charcoal, and lit it up. Then he washed the casserole he bought, put in a large amount of medicinal materials such as dangshen, dried tangerine peel, astragalus, and angelica, added wolf bone, poured in boiling water, and placed it on the stove to boil. After finishing, he went to the kitchen to cut some wolf meat and roe deer meat into thin slices, put them on a large plate, picked some vegetables from the courtyard, prepared everything, and then sat in the main hall, watching TV while having hot pot.

  He comfortably leaned back on the antique solid wood sofa, eating and watching TV, feeling extremely carefree.

  Ancient people said: ordinary families are the most happy and contented.

  It's just an ordinary family dinner, simple and unpretentious, that's what makes it a warm and cozy nest.

  In Zhuangzi's "Free and Easy Wandering", it is also said: "The quail builds its nest on a mountain forest, but only occupies one branch; the mole drinks from the river, but only fills its belly."

  These are all ordinary people's pleasures.

  Ordinary people's lifelong pursuit is just a warm and full meal, without the desire for power, wealth, or treasure. Without such desires, there would be no deceit, fear, or worry, and they would have an extra thread of happiness, simple happiness.

  The little cat lazily lying in Song Wenhui's arms seemed to have smelled the fragrance coming out of the sand pot, raised its head and looked at it, as if it also wanted to taste it, and meowed loudly.

  The little dog Xiaohuo looked very unhappy, before it came, Song Wenke had been holding it all the time. At this moment, seeing it barking loudly over there, it suddenly let out a "wow wow" cry, and the kitten was not to be outdone, arching its back and hissing loudly.

  Song Wen couldn't help but laugh at the sight, this little thing actually dared to provoke Xiao Huo, it's simply seeking death. Now Xiao Huo is already half a palm tall and has small arms, one mouthful can swallow its head. This guy doesn't know how he grew up, drinking milk can make him grow big, eating rice can also make him grow big. If he didn't feed him himself, he would suspect that this guy ate some kind of growth-promoting feed.

  Seeing the two little ones making a fuss again, for the sake of peace at home, he hastily rubbed Little Huo's head to comfort him, then petted Little Meng, and took some rabbit meat and wolf meat from the table to scald them, putting it on a plate for them to eat. Only then did the two little ones calm down.

  One should drink when one can.

  Song Wen was having wolf meat hot pot and drinking snake wine, the wine entered his belly, turning into a warm current that lingered in his body, warm and comfortable beyond compare, making him unable to help but praise the wonder of the snake wine.

  The little fire beside smelled the familiar fragrance and suddenly called out. Song Wen poured some for it, and the little cat burying its head to eat beside looked up and also called out, as if feeling a bit unfair.

  Song Wen glanced at it and ignored it, what kind of wine is this little cat drinking? How ridiculous.

  The kitten seemed determined to drink the wine and wouldn't give up, meowing constantly. With no other choice, I poured some into a plate for it, and this time the little guy obediently started eating and drinking on its own.

  Seeing the two little ones finally quiet down, Song Wen continued to pick up the wine, drinking and eating while clamping dishes and roasting meat.

  Life is like a dream, and I still have a jar of wine left under the moon by the river.

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  In the southern state, Song Wen picked up a white jade snail on the top of that building, Baby and Sparrow each held a fluffy doll, watching TV while eating potato chips.

  "Baby, when are we going back?" Sparrow said with a hint of melancholy as she looked at Baby.

  "Go back, go back to do what? I'm not going back, they're all busy every day, and no one even takes care of me, what's the point of me going back?" Baby said with a hum, munching on potato chips.

  "You can't stay in this house all the time, others have been staying here for so long that they're almost moldy."

  "Well, it's true, otherwise we can go shopping and eat snacks tomorrow."

  "Come on, baby, we've almost trampled that street to death, are you still going? And those snacks, how many times have you eaten them, aren't you tired of eating?"

  "This won't work, that won't work, so what do you suggest?"

  The baby scolded her angrily.

  "Sparrow's eyes lit up, and with a smile, said: 'How about we go to your grandparents' house instead? The food at your grandparents' place is the best! That ginger mother duck last time was so delicious!' "

  The baby glanced at her and muttered: "How can it not be delicious, those chickens and ducks were all raised by my grandparents themselves, just waiting for me to supplement my body, I didn't eat much, and you ate them all up."

  Last Spring Festival, Sparrow and Baby went back to their grandparents' home. She was a city kid who had never been to the countryside before, so everything she saw was new and exciting, and she loved and ate everything. Her appetite was surprisingly good, and she even snatched away many of the things that Grandma had specially made for Baby. Baby has always held this against her, remembering it clearly and occasionally bringing it up again to criticize her.

  "Shall we go there tomorrow?"

  As soon as I think of Grandma's eight-treasure longan chicken, the sparrow's mouth waters and can't wait to fly over.

  "I'm not going! If I go there, they'll definitely call my parents and then my parents will definitely ask someone to come and take me back, no way!"

  "What's going on? We can't stay here every day! Why don't we go to the Tulou, I've never seen what it looks like!"

  The baby thought for a moment and nodded, "Well, let's go play in the earth building. I'll go take a look to see which one is the most fun."

  As he spoke, he came to the computer and started searching.

  She opened her computer and searched for it, and a large number of things about the earth building popped up. She was dazzled by what she saw, so she simply clicked on one of them to enter.

  It's a blog with a striking title "Encountering the beautiful mountain stream of Songjia Building" pinned at the top.

  She looked curiously and clicked to see, and saw a series of beautiful landscape pictures appearing before her eyes. The pictures had earth buildings, bamboo forests, and mountain streams. One of the pictures was a continuous bamboo forest, with a small courtyard under the bamboo forest, and a small lake in front of the courtyard, with water birds flying and dancing on the lake.

  Can't help but say that the photographer is very skilled, just as the water bird's footprint is on the water surface, and the sky has a ray of sunlight shining through the clouds at the right time to press the shutter. It looks exquisite and makes people want to visit that place after seeing it.

  "Sparrow, come and take a look. How about we go here? Isn't it beautiful?" The baby looked and felt that it was not bad, so he called Sparrow over.

  The sparrow came over and looked at it, nodding its head in approval.

  "Then let's go there." The baby said happily.

  "You don't even know where Songjiapu is?"

  "You're stupid, just use Google, I'm a Google member, don't even mention that place, I can even find the grass there."

  As she spoke, Baby started searching with Google Maps.

  Before long, they found the information they wanted and hurriedly prepared for tomorrow's outing.

  ..........

  "Uh..."

  Song Wen couldn't help but let out a loud belch.

  The table was in disarray, with everything swept clean off it.

  Song Wen felt a bit dizzy and went to close the door, returned to his room, turned off the light, and fell asleep.

  The kitten and puppy also followed behind him, crawling into bed together, finding a comfortable spot, and fell asleep.

  After a while, Song Wen lifted the quilt again, and the wine in his body began to take effect. His body gradually became hot and dry, as if he was in the midst of a scorching summer day. He felt extremely hot, and sweat started to seep out. Looking at the two little ones on the bed, perhaps because they had drunk too little, they didn't seem to feel anything. But when he touched their skin with his hand, it was frighteningly hot.

  With the experience of last time, he didn't panic and took the kitten and puppy into the Ruyi fan.