Listening to Song Heng's sad voice, Song Ci almost sprayed out a mouthful of white fungus soup.

By the way, third brother, aren't you a hard-hearted soldier? How can there be such a sad voice? !

Song Ci couldn't help rolling his eyes, desperate for his brothers.

Because of Song Banlan’s hype, everyone in the Song family knew that Song Ci was malnourished. Then, the whole New Year’s painting style Song Ci only needs to eat every day!

It's not an exaggeration to eat twelve meals a day.

Fortunately, Song Ci has always come to eat, and Song Ci has a physique that is not fat and has a big stomach. Otherwise, Song Ci will not be Song Ci, but Fat Ci!

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger, and the year is getting closer.

When he got up in the morning, Song Ci stood at the window of the room and looked at the snow outside.

Today is the twenty-ninth of the lunar calendar, and tomorrow is New Year’s Eve.

In the past few days, Song Ci and Chu Rong had been talking on the phone from time to time, but they didn't talk about anything very serious, that is, small talk.

Or if the two see the news, they will talk to each other.

The only thing worth looking forward to is Chu Rong's New Year's greetings after the new year.

The military area is really quiet, and there is hardly any play.

Before Song Ci was not very interested in KTV or something. I felt that when I went to KTV, I played mobile phones in another scene, but after coming to the military area, Song Ci felt that it was a blessing to play mobile phones in a different environment.

In the military area, only the wake-up call can be heard every day, and the sounds of soldiers training occasionally can be heard at other times.

"Really, it's quiet." Song Ci yawned and lay down calmly on the warm bed. Song Ci decided to go to sleep again.

It's impossible to get up early in the morning.

Isn’t the holiday just for everyone to sleep in?

Song Ci was convinced by himself, and then went to bed without any psychological burden.

When I woke up, it was already noon.

Obviously, seeing Song Ci still sleeping, no one came to bother her.

After Song Ci woke up naturally and went downstairs, he saw Song Xiao sitting on the sofa.

"Hey, brother, are you finished with your work?!" Song Xiao has been at the company these days. He heard that he was so busy, and now suddenly he saw that Song Ci was quite surprised.

"Yeah." Song Xiao nodded, with a gentle smile on his face. The smile was as gentle as ever, but Song Ci was still sensitive to feeling that something was wrong with Song Xiao.

However, even if it didn't feel right, there were other people in the living room, so Song Ci didn't ask, but rushed to the kitchen to find food.

Because of the need to supplement Song Ci, there will be food all day long in the kitchen.

Whether it's warm porridge or strong stewed soup, no matter how bad it is, there are all kinds of pastries that have been made long ago. Anyway, Song Ci can't find it.

After entering the kitchen, Song Ci saw the ribs soup being stewed. Song Ci took a large bowl of noodles and made a bowl of soup, put it aside, and then took a plate of pumpkin pie in the cupboard with cooked food. Put it in the microwave and heat it up.

Now Song Ci is not the one who doesn't know any kitchen utensils anymore.

At least she learned how to use a microwave.

After setting the time for the microwave oven, Song Ci went to the refrigerator to pick up the cleaned vegetables, and put them directly into the ribs soup in the noodle bowl. She put the vegetables that are easy to cook. The ribs soup was very hot. It will be cooked by blanching it.

This skill was thought by Song Ci himself, mainly because Aunt Chen went home for the New Year, and the eldest mother and her own old wife were having trouble. She could not trouble her grandmother, so Song Ci learned to be self-sufficient.