The little chef in the era made a fortune by raising a baby

Grandma Zhou took Zishan Zimei to wash up, and Zhao Anan and Xiao Lin also went back to the wing.

Neither of these two children slept with the two of them, and the size of the wing room was not small, except for the things that were open, there was still a lot of space.

The other wing room was originally for the two children, but now it only holds things, and the children did not live in it.

The husband and wife went to wash and take a bath one after another, and after lying on the bed, Zhao An'an habitually nestled into Xiao Lin's arms.

"Xiao Lin, I'll go find a better wooden board tomorrow, and prepare the pen and ink. After you get off work, write a sign for me. After you finish writing, you will carve it out for me."

"Okay, it's fine."

"Then I'll go to the store tomorrow to open the door, and then I'll go find the wooden boards. The house is almost ventilated. I plan to scrape the cement first. After the cement is scraped and dried, I will scrape the porcelain powder."

"By the way, I plan to add some colors myself and draw some nice patterns on the walls."

"Isn't Zimei good at painting? Then let Zimei go to paint with me."

Xiao Lin still said without hesitation: "Okay, Zishan and I will help you."

"An'an, you are also very tired today, let's go to bed!"

"Okay! Xiao Lin, good night."

Zhao Anan responded, yawned and closed his eyes.

Xiao Lin is also used to being warm in his arms, but he is still impetuous. After all, at a young age, when a daughter-in-law is hugged in his arms, it is inevitable that he will be distracted.

But Xiao Lin is very restrained, if his wife doesn't want to, he won't mess around.

"Daughter-in-law, good night." Xiao Lin said in a low voice, kissed his daughter-in-law's forehead again, and then fell asleep in his arms.

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Zhao Anan slept until dawn, and when she woke up, Xiao Lin was no longer by her side. This morning, she didn't have to get up early to make mushroom corn rice and sell it, so she felt a lot more relaxed.

I don't know if Xiao Xiaohong and Liu Xiumei have sold breakfast. When she is free in a few days, she will go back to Xiaojia Village to have a look.

"Xiao Lin, have you gone to work yet?" Zhao Anan yawned and called Xiao Lin after getting out of bed.

"An'an, I haven't gone yet."

Xiao Lin's voice came from outside, Zhao Anan walked out of the door of the wing room, and saw Zi Shanzimei fully dressed, and Grandma Zhou gave them each a small schoolbag.

Xiao Lin cooked the noodles and was serving them out on the table for the siblings and Grandma Zhou to eat.

"An'an, it's just in time for you to wake up, and I'll make noodles for you too."

While talking, Xiao Lin turned around and went back to the kitchen. After a while, another bowl of noodles was brought out.

"My cooking may not be as delicious as your cooking." Xiao Lin greeted his wife, "Let's just make do with it! I'll learn from you next time."

"I'm going to wash up first."

Zhao An'an felt that it would be nice to have something ready to eat, but a person who eats without doing anything has no right to be picky.

If there is no word of thanks for this, and the one who dislikes this and that, how sad and sad the person who did it would be!
Zhao An'an can't be such a person.

The noodles made by Xiao Lin are dry noodles, stir-fried minced meat, tomato sauce, fried some peanuts and crushed sesame seeds, served with the chili sauce made by his wife, and then put a little soy sauce, after mixing evenly, the taste is also delicious very nice.

After Zhao Anan washed up and sat down, Xiao Lin brought the mixed noodles and put them in front of her, "Come, try it."

Zhao An'an took a look. Although the noodles had no soup, they looked delicious and delicious!It smells good too.

"It smells so good!" Zhao Anan took a deep breath, "Xiao Lin, your noodles are so good!"

Zhao Anan adhered to the idea that praise is worse than criticism, and good men are all boasted, "Xiao Lin, how did you do it! Why is it so fragrant!"

"You fry this tomato sauce, it tastes better than mine, and the color is much prettier than mine."

"You still thought of putting peanuts and crushed sesame seeds, but I didn't even think of that!"

"I have to taste it." Zhao Anan boasted, picking up a chopstick and putting it into his mouth.

"Yeah, delicious." Zhao Anan gave Xiao Lin a thumbs up, "Xiao Lin, the noodles you made are delicious."

"Really?" Xiao Lin curled his lips, "Then I'll make it for you every morning from now on."

"Okay!" Zhao Anan agreed with a sweet smile, she concentrated on eating the noodles.

Zishan Zimei and Grandma Zhou finished eating first, and Grandma Zhou took them away after eating. Xiao Lin also went to pay the tuition fee and went together.

As for Zhao An'an, he stayed to do the housework.

After finishing the housework, she took the tools and went to the store.

The store has been windy for several days, and it is already very dry. Although the walls are covered with cement, many of them have fallen off.

Zhao Anan poured out the cement, then took fine sand and poured it on top of the cement, took the water and stirred it evenly, and started to wipe the cement on the wall with a scraper.

In order to facilitate work, Zhao Anan specially wore the original owner's not-so-good clothes, and even tied a towel on his head to cover his hair.

She mixes the cement, lime and sand by herself, and plasters the walls by herself. The work speed is not fast, but she is very careful, and the effect of plastering is very good.

Zhao An'an doesn't want to be greedy and quick in doing things, she strives to do well without having to rework.

After working until noon, Xiao Lin came over to rest at noon.

"An An."

Xiao Lin walked into the store, "I'll come."

"No, where are the words you wrote for me!" Zhao Anan smiled at Xiao Lin while wiping the wall, "Xiao Lin, I'm hungry, can you go home and make me something to eat?"

Xiao Lin nodded, "Then I'll go back and do it, you don't do it now, rest!"

"Yeah, okay! I'll wait for you to come back." Zhao Anan nodded obediently, "Go!"

"it is good."

Xiao Lin turned and left, Zhao Anan took out water from the cloth bag, took a sip and continued to work.

She doesn't drink slimming soup anymore, she eats normally and drinks water, and she has enough labor every day, so she won't gain weight anymore.

After Xiao Lin made the meal and brought it over, Zhao An'an smoothed out a lot of places, her face was dirty, and her body was also dirty.

"An'an, wash your hands and eat."

Xiao Lin put down the basket, and he took out the lunch box from inside. This lunch box is used by him at work. There are two in total, one for rice and one for vegetables.

"Xiao Lin, what did you cook?" Zhao Anan went to wash his hands, but there was nothing in the shop, Xiao Lin opened the lid of the lunch box, and took out the chopsticks.

"Stir-fried pork slices with green peppers, stir-fried pak choy with dried chilies, one fried mushrooms, and one cold fungus."

"You do so much, I can't finish it!"

Zhao An'an looked at the well-arranged dishes in the lunch box, and there were quite a few of them!Fill the lunch box to the brim.

"An'an, you are too thin, eat more."

Xiao Lin said with a serious face: "I was not at home in the past, which made you work so hard and became so tired. Now that we are together, I will naturally not make you work so hard again."

"An'an, you must eat more for the physical work you do."