Dressed as an ancient leftover man

Chapter 78

next day

At the end of Yinshi, Lu Zhengan quietly got up from the bed and just opened the door to go out and wash up. Song Lan, who lived in the next room, heard the movement and also got up.

Lu Zhengan looked at the tired-looking Song Lanshi and couldn't help feeling a little apologetic. He lowered his voice and apologized to Song Lan, and then asked her to continue sleeping for a while.

Song Lan walked out of the main room quietly, followed Lu Zhengan to the stove room, and used a fire stick to light the oil lamp. "I'll heat up two steamed buns for you first, and fry two eggs for you to eat before you leave. Don't work on an empty stomach, or you'll get into trouble later."

Hearing Song Lanshi's words, Lu Zhengan couldn't help but feel warm in his heart.

"It's okay. By the time we go to the street, there should be a breakfast stall open. I can just make do with something to eat. No, I need you to get up early and help me make it."

"Old people have less sleep. If they are sleepy, they can just squint for a while during the day."

With that said, Song Lan urged Lu Zheng'an to wash up quickly, while she washed her hands carefully, then cleaned the pot, added water and boiled the buns.

By the time Lu Zhengan came in after washing up, the pot was already steaming and white. Seeing this, Mrs. Song Lan stood up from the stove, asked Lu Zheng'an to heat the pot next to it, fried two eggs for Lu Zheng'an in oil, cut the hot buns and sandwiched them inside.

"Should you eat and go, or should you eat later when you're hungry? If you want to eat later, I'll find a piece of brown paper to wrap it up for you."

Seeing that Song Lan was really looking for the brown paper, Lu Zhengan hurriedly stopped her. "I'd better eat before leaving. Some people in the village still can't fill their stomachs. I eat this among them. Some of them are not too good."

Song Lan didn't expect this. Didn't he hear what Lu Zhengan said? He couldn't help but sigh. Seeing him sitting on the small bench eating steamed buns and fried eggs, Song Lan helped him cool a bowl of hot water and put it on the chopping board.

"Eating steamed buns is too dry. Drink some water while eating." Seeing Lu Zheng'an eating in front of her, Song Lan could only feel sad and distressed.

"If you want to do us, then do it well, and the people in the village will also benefit. When the time comes, we can't say it's good to let people remember us. At least if we say something, someone will reach out." "

Hearing this, Lu Zhengan nodded. "Huaishu Baoshan and I also want us to live a better life, and others can help if they can. There is nothing we can do whether they are willing to do it or not." After saying that, Lu Zhengan took the last bite He stuffed the buns into his mouth, patted the dregs on his hands, and stood up from the stool.

"I guess they should all wait for me at the bottom of the mountain. Mother, I'll leave first. I'd like to trouble you to take care of Huai Shu for me."

"Okay, let's go on your way. I'm here, what else are you worried about? Don't worry? I think it's you who spoiled him."

Song Lan sent Lu Zheng'an to the gate. After watching Lu Zheng'an's tall back disappear into the night, she turned back to the courtyard. Looking up, the sky to the east was already slightly white. Song Lan simply went back to the house to lie down, and went into the stove room again to help Song Huaishu prepare breakfast.

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The nursery that Lu Zhengan went to this time was larger than the one he went to yesterday. In addition to fruit trees, there were also many famous grasses and flowers. Deep in the nursery garden, Lu Zhengan even saw a glass greenhouse.