As the saying goes: it’s better to be dumplings than to be fun than to be

This shows the status of the food of dumplings in the public's mind.

Of course, status belongs to status.

There are hundreds of stomachs, each with different mouths.

There are always people who don’t like dumplings or have eaten enough dumplings.

Therefore, no matter how delicious the farm dumplings are, there are tourists who eat very little or don’t want to eat them.

So, the villagers who set up stalls early in the morning came to business.

They had just set up the stalls, and the tourists who were not full or who had not eaten dumplings had already sat down.

I like to eat orders of Xiaolongbao.

I like to eat fried dough sticks.

I like to eat fried bread.

If you like to drink Hu La Soup, drink Hu La Soup.

Those who like to drink beef soup drink beef soup.

It can be said that there is nothing idle.

Even many tourists who were already full couldn't help but order some things and slowly started eating them in their hands.

In the morning winter, the most comfortable enjoyment is to bask in the sun.

The children who had eaten and drunk enough had already started running around and beating around.

You pull a stick, I pull a vine.

You are Fang Shiyu, I am Lei Batian.

You are Sun Wukong, and I am Erlang Shen.

They each took on their own roles and started fighting.

This is a child,

The old people were facing the sun at this time, basking in the sun while watching the children play.

Some old people even carry radios and sound opera or storytelling.

As for middle-aged people, they also have their own finishes.

If you like fishing, you can go fishing in groups.

If you don’t like fishing, your husband will get his wife, and your wife will get his husband. You have been to the world of two while your children are ignored.

If you don’t want to do anything, you can join the army of sunbathing.

In this way, the leisurely morning passed.

Noon is the same as yesterday.

Some of them chose to eat in the farm restaurant, and more chose to eat in the villagers who set up stalls.

Cheap, more choices.

There is always something you like.

Almost everyone has a full stomach and a mouth full of oil.

Eat and drink enough.

Noon passed too.

The warm sun makes many tourists unable to help but lean on their chairs to enjoy the rare quietness.

It was not until one pm that various tourist activities began to be added.

fishing.

ice skating.

Collect herbs.

Dig wild vegetables.

Fried fish.

If you are really bored, you can also take your dog to try chasing rabbits or searching for treasure on the beach.

So, this boring day ended quickly.

It's night.

The bonfire party was lit up again.

Accompanied by the sound of bang, bang, and bang fireworks, tourists who came here took them out and brought them over, or bought fireworks from stall tourists, and began to be set up on the open space.

"This one looks good, this one looks good!"

"Wow, so beautiful!"

“So beautiful?”

With a round of fireworks blooming, tourists were shouting loudly everywhere.

Firecrackers are endless, fireworks are endless.

After you put it, I will put it, after I put it, you will put it.

I finally came out to play once.

Those tourists didn't want to spend money.

Almost everyone bought hundreds of fireworks.

Let the children go, let the wife go, let them go, let them go.

Have fun together.

When I was tired of playing, I had already prepared the whole beef on the side and started eating it.

This is what tourists request.

I roasted the whole lamb yesterday and the whole beef today.

As the host, Wang Zhen can only try his best to satisfy himself.

Anyway, tourists pay.

Dozens of tourists, one person, hundreds of dollars, are enough.

As for how much you can eat, it depends on your stomach.

This is why every household in Nanhe takes pride in having a son.

After all, if there is no son in the family.

Once a person dies.

I'm afraid there is not even a single person who visits the grave during festivals.
Chapter completed!