Dressed as the Fujiao bag of the captain's house

Chapter 38
She patted the other small bench beside her:

"Little brother, sit down~"

This is what she specially asked her grandmother to put by her side, just waiting for Ji Beilai to come.

Ma Yuehong, who was cooking dinner in the kitchen, peeled the potatoes and took a look. Seeing the two little dolls sitting side by side, she smiled and continued to cook.

Ji Beinian put the bag he brought on the clean bluestone steps, reached in and took out a can of beef, silently lifted the lid, and handed it to Mu Nannan.

"Wow!"

"beef!"

Mu Nannan smelled the delicious aroma of the beef, and the depression disappeared instantly.

She couldn't help the temptation of delicious food and wanted to eat it with her fingers.

"Unsanitary."

Ji Beinian held her chubby hand, a little annoyed that he was not thoughtful, and forgot to bring a fork.

He led Mu Nannan to the well, where there were two wooden basins filled with clean water.

He picked up the water and carefully helped her wash her hands:
"Nanbao, is there any soap?"

Mu Nannan moved his small meat claws, and then pointed to a small wooden box between the two wooden basins.

Ji Beinian opened the box knowingly, took out the light yellow soap inside, rubbed out a layer of foam, and then applied it to the meat claws two sizes smaller than him.

After rinsing with water, put the soap back and cover it again.

Mu Nannan watched his actions with satisfaction.

Soap is precious.

One is more than a piece.

Her family has it because her skin is tender and can't use acacia.

Originally, grandma just wanted her to use it alone, but she didn't want to, so she took it out for the whole family to use. After that, grandma bought another one and locked it in a wooden cabinet for her to take a bath.

She was happily eating the canned beef when she heard Mu Sheng's cheerful voice:

"grandmother!"

"I caught a bastard!"

He ran into the courtyard like a gust of wind, and the wooden door was almost smashed by him.

Ma Yuehong came out with a shovel:
"You can't run slowly! The door of our house has called you a bastard!"

Mu Sheng smiled indifferently:
"Milk, look."

He took the hidden bastard out of his shirt.

Mu Nannan curiously pulled Ji Beinian to see it.

She had only heard of Wang Ba, but she had never seen it before.

A large turtle shell with a snake-like head and neck, with four claws indented into the turtle shell...

She stretched out her hand to poke, but Mu Sheng hurriedly stepped back while holding the turtle:

"Nan Bao, you can't touch it, the turtle will bite, and the bite will hurt."

"……Oh."

Mu Nannan withdrew his fat hand that was about to move.

"grandmother."

She raised her face and said softly:

"I want to drink Wang Ba soup."

Ma Yuehong has always spoiled her granddaughter unconditionally:
"Okay, grandma will stew this bastard tonight."

Mu Sheng also wanted to drink, so he took the initiative to send the turtle to the kitchen.

"Little brat, as clever as a monkey."

Ma Yuehong scolded with a smile.

She went to the vegetable field in the yard to pull a few green onions, thinking that the bastard has about ten pounds, and there should be a lot of stewed soup, so she said to Ji Beinian:

"Beinian, go and call your grandfather and let him come here for dinner tonight."

"By the way, by the way, call Nan Bao's grandfather and grandma too."

Ji Beinian hummed softly, but did not let go of Mu Nannan's hand.

He pursed his lips and asked slightly hesitantly:

"Can Nan Bao come with me?"

"what?"

Ma Yuehong was surprised.

(End of this chapter)