203: C203 Flowerbed

C203 Flowerbed

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Grandpa Sun stood to the side, listening, and jokingly scolded, "Moral! Look at how arrogant you are!"

Luckily, there was a big trash can on the rooftop, and it was much easier for Yang Song to handle. There were a lot of dirty stocks in the pig intestines, and it was quite troublesome to just throw them on the ground. As a chef, Yang Song was not afraid of being dirty or tired, but others were different! For example, Grandpa Meng! However, seeing that Yang Song's side had been settled, he was relieved!

It would take at least half an hour for a pig to be processed by one person. Yang Song finished it all in about ten minutes, and the rest was dissolved. The knife in Yang Song's hand was extremely sharp, and with the help of Yang Song's hand strength, it was completely decomposed.

The pigs had all been soaked in water. Yang Song took it to the kitchen and began to process it, removing the fishy smell. After that, he started to stew. There was all the seasonings in the house, so he immediately began to process the pigs' water!

When Grandpa Meng saw Shen Waihao being sent over by Yang Song to pluck some cilantro, he seemed to have thought of something and asked, "Shen Little girl, did you grow these cilantro?"

"That's right!" The boss said that he wanted to grow cilantro and chives, so I went to the farmers' market to get some seeds and planted them here. The soil here is fertile, and the cilantro looks especially good! " Shen Huaihao spoke of this matter with a face full of pride!

Grandpa Meng nodded. Since it was like this, "Shen Little Girl, the weather has turned cold and there is no longer any need for you to look after the flowers and plants. In the beginning of next spring, are you willing to come and help me with all sorts of plants and flowers?"

Every year Grandpa Meng would suffer alone. Now that he was older, he couldn't help but feel a little tired, but now his body felt a lot better, but having a helper would definitely be better!

"No problem!" When that time comes, Grandpa Meng, just tell me. I'll ask the boss to come and help you! " Shen Wenzhao was a warm-hearted girl. If an old man asked for it, he wouldn't normally refuse!

When Grandpa Meng heard that Yang Song had to agree, he immediately said unhappily, "Do you still need that kid to agree? If I tell you to come, you can come. Don't bother about that brat! "

Coincidentally, Yang Song was humming a song as he brought the leftover meat down to be frozen. When Grandpa Meng saw this, he directly grabbed Yang Song and asked loudly, "Little Yang, let me ask you, when spring is about to break, I'll call little Zhao over to help me plant the flowers. Do I need your permission?"

"No, Grandpa Meng, what are you talking about?" "What do you mean by 'don't agree'?" Yang Song was confused. He had only come here to get the pork, how did it become like this?

In fact, in the past, Grandpa Sun would always come over to help this old thing to torture the flower beds together. He had two good friends for decades, and whenever he wanted to do something, he would accompany him there. He didn't have time when he was young, but now he was old, and his wife had also passed away. Therefore, when spring arrived, the two old fellows would stay in Luocheng to help Grandpa Meng with his garden. That was something he liked!

"Grandpa Meng, what are you saying? It's been a month and little Zhao hasn't rested for a day. Although my work isn't tiring, as long as she wants to rest, she can do so anytime!"

"Rest? "Helping me with my work is not considered resting. If you want to work, then you have to pay me!" Grandpa Meng glared at Yang Song.

"Good! A salary! "How big is it? May I take the pork down now?" Yang Song didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He only wanted Grandpa Meng to let him go. He really thought it was a big deal, but now, it seemed like it was just a small matter!

"Alright! Go ahead! We'll be down later! "

After Yang Song left, Grandpa Meng happily pulled Shen Wenzhao along and began to introduce his flower beds, where they grew flowers, and where they grew grass! He told her bit by bit!

In the past, Meng Shihan had always liked to stick close to her grandfather, and her grandson was also Meng Shihan's younger brother. It could be said that Meng Zihan had no interest in coming to her side, other than committing a crime and needing money.

Now Yang Song had brought a little girl with him. Although she was a worker, she was very pretty, and most importantly, she had a very good character. So Grandpa Meng and Grandpa Sun had secretly taken her as their granddaughter!

Meng Shihan, who was helping cut the pork below, heard the commotion upstairs and was a bit curious. Seeing Yang Song walk down, she asked curiously, "What happened up there?" Did my grandfather scold you? "

"I don't think so. I thought it was something big from the start!" Yang Song had a wry smile on his face as he explained what he was doing!

After hearing everything, Meng Shi Han was amused. She smiled and said, "My grandfather! "It's because he likes children. Now that I'm old, he's shifted his love onto Little Zhao. Sometimes, I feel that my grandfather likes Little Zhao even more!"

"Are you jealous?" Yang Song asked with interest. He didn't expect Meng Shihan to be jealous!

"What are you thinking!" Meng Shihan rolled her eyes at Yang Song coquettishly, "I'm not such a stingy person. Besides, didn't you notice? Every afternoon when we go home to rest, she would come to my grandpa's house and help him tidy up his house. No wonder my grandpa likes Little Zhao. I heard her on the phone this afternoon. It seems like she's at home and she wants money! "

"You want money?" When Yang Song heard this, he frowned and felt that the matter was not that simple.

Meng Shihan put down the kitchen knife in her hand and carefully thought back to the phone call she had heard in the afternoon, "I know it wasn't kind to listen to a call, but I really heard it unintentionally! It seems like her brother was arguing about some kind of fruit phone at school! I also need a fruit computer, and since I don't have any money at home, I'll get it from little Zhao! "

"I bought the fruit phone the last time, even the ones with low quality cost 6800 yuan! How much is the computer? " This was the phone that Yang Song had bought before, so the computer really didn't know how much money it had!

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