Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Yang Yongqing heaved a sigh of relief.

He turned around and went out of the wing room again, came to the main room, and made a few gestures to Jin Shina, asking Jin Shina to eat noodles.

Then, he himself carried Mo's share into the wing room.

"Come on, eat something first."

Yang Yongqing brought the noodles to the bed and said.

Mo Shi didn't understand what he said before, but in the past few days, he found that Mo Shi seemed to understand.

Sure enough, Mrs. Mo raised his head and glanced at the bedside table beside the bed. He was signaling Yang Yongqing to put the bowl there!
Yang Yongqing really put the bowl on it.

Just as she was about to reach out to pick up the child, she saw Mo shi gently put the child in the bed, and then covered the child with a quilt.

These movements don't look like a lunatic at all, they are completely like a normal mother!

After Mo's finished all this, she turned around, picked up the bowl of noodles on the bedside table, buried her head and ate in small bites.

Yang Yongqing looked astonished.

Is this still Mohs?

Giving her something to eat in the past is not such a polite way of eating. How could it not be like reincarnation of a starved ghost?

I even used my hands to grab the noodles several times, and stuffed them into my mouth when I caught them. Sometimes I stuffed too much, and the noodles sprayed out of my nostrils...

Is this Mohs?
what?
Yang Yongqing didn't quite know the woman in front of him who had given birth to two children for him!

Not to mention, it's so pretty to eat noodles in such a gentle way!

"Ah, ah!"

Yang Yongqing originally wanted to look at it for a while, but then Mrs. Jin came over and patted on the door frame.

"Ah!" Jin shi not only patted the door frame this time, but also pointed to the table behind him.

Yang Yongqing realized that Jin was urging him to hurry up and eat the noodles!

It's the middle of winter, the dripping water turns into ice, if you don't eat it, the noodles will be cold.

The noodles boiled in chicken soup can't be eaten when it's cold.

Yang Yongqing had no choice but to leave the room reluctantly and came to the main room.

At this time, the little girl ran into the wing room with a bowl in her hand, and she said, "I want to eat with my mother and younger brother!"

After Yang Yongqing finished eating the noodles, he stopped by to go to the toilet outside the backyard. When he came back, Mrs. Jin was collecting the bowls and chopsticks.

Yang Yongqing heard the little girl's voice from the wing room, so he called the little girl through the window: "After eating, send your own bowls and chopsticks to the stove room to grandma."

The little girl responded, and soon she jumped out of the wing, holding an empty bowl in her hand.

How could Yang Yongqing be willing to ask her to do these things?Naturally, he stood at the door and waited for the little girl to come out, so that he could reach out to take the empty bowl.

"Father, here you are!"

The little girl also knew Yang Yongqing's intention of standing here, smiled and stuffed the empty bowl into Yang Yongqing's hand, turned around and was about to run back to the house.

But Yang Yongqing carried him back.

"Why are these chicken bones in your bowl?" Yang Yongqing asked, pointing to the chicken bones in the bowl.

If he remembers correctly, this is noodles boiled in chicken soup from the remaining half of a chicken, and he put the entire hind leg into the little girl's bowl.

The wings and front legs were given to Niang.

All other parts were put into Mo's bowl.

Logically speaking, these chicken bones should appear in Mo's bowl, and what appeared in the little girl's bowl should be a big chicken leg bone.

It couldn't be Mo's who threw all the chicken bones he had eaten into the little girl's bowl, right?
So Yang Yongqing asked out of curiosity.

But in my heart, I think it should be similar to what I guessed...

The little girl glanced at it and said, "This is what I ate, what's the matter daddy? Didn't you not let me vomit on the ground? Didn't you say that you can only give it to the puppy if you vomit in a bowl?"

There is a dog at home, it is not a puppy for a long time, it has grown into a big dog that can guard the house, but the little girl keeps calling that dog a puppy.

"Nonsense, is this what your father and I are asking?" Yang Yongqing deliberately lowered his face.

"How did this thing come about?"

"My mother gave it to me!" The little girl said confidently.

"Nonsense!" Yang Yongqing was really upset this time. Although he was not stingy with himself, when it comes to educating the children, he still hoped that the children could learn to be like her aunt Yang Ruoqing, and not to another aunt Yang Ruohe. study!

"Who doesn't know about your mother's situation? If she knows how to give you the chicken nuggets? It's good if she doesn't grab yours!"

In the wing room, just after Mo shi finished eating, he felt a very swollen feeling.

I feel that this old hen soup is the magic weapon of Cui Nai, and it worked so quickly.

It just so happened that the son hadn't fallen asleep yet, and was lying there alone blinking and staring at the curtain in a daze.

Mrs. Mo quickly hugged his son into his arms, and his son was also very strong, and he ate it right away.

Immediately, Mo Shi let out a sigh of relief.

And just at this moment, Mrs. Mo heard the conversation between the father and daughter outside the house, especially Yang Yongqing's last sentence...

What do you mean if I don't snatch my daughter, it's not bad?

The corner of Mo's mouth couldn't help twitching, this Yang Yongqing, in his eyes, am I that unbearable?He even snatched food from his own daughter?

Even when the madness broke out, it seemed that he had never snatched her daughter's things, or done anything to hurt her, right?

This damn Yang Yongqing!

Outside the house, the little girl argued a few more words, but Yang Yongqing seemed to have a preconceived view on this matter.

As for the little girl, seeing that Yang Yongqing didn't believe her defense for a long time, she didn't bother to explain anymore, so she turned and went into the wing room.

And before entering the wing room, he even made a face at Yang Yongqing.

Let's talk about the other side.

Mrs. Tan, who was crushed by Yang Yongqing, ran to the front yard to find Mrs. Liu on a pair of little feet, so that Yang Huamei would not be hungry.

Mrs. Tan thought about it, instead of going to Zhao Liuer and the others for food and spending more time talking, it is better to go directly to Mrs. Liu. Anyway, the old couple will be supported by the fourth household this month.

If Mrs. Liu is not willing to give it to Meier, then let Mrs. Liu deduct it from her own ration!

It's a big deal that I won't eat it this afternoon!
As a result, when Mrs. Tan came to knock on the door of the fourth room with such determination, she found that Mrs. Liu was not in the room at all.

The kitchen door is not locked, but the kitchen is not only cold?

It is estimated that the rice bowls of last night were soaked in the pot without washing, plus those of this morning, my God!

Fortunately, it was winter, and there were no flies or mosquitoes. Otherwise, in summer, this stove would suffocate people to death, and all the flies, mosquitoes, and bugs in a village would have to come here to party!

Tan had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to the front yard to find Zhao Liu'er.

As a result, when I went to the front yard, Zhao Liuer's two rooms, including the kitchen room, were all guarded by General Tie and locked!
What's the situation today?

Why are neither of them staying at home?

It's almost time to eat and you still run out, can't you live your life?