Three-year-old little dragon cub: I am a group favorite in the villain's house

Chapter 78 Auntie, my shoes are torn! !

Near noon, Song Weiguo walked into the yard carrying two fish and a black coarse cloth bag from outside. He saw Jiang Wan sitting in front of the kitchen, tying flowers, and Song Jiyuan was squatting at the door carving molds. He put down his bucket and stepped forward. , and glanced into the kitchen, only to see the smoke inside, making it difficult to see anything, except for the vaguely visible curly little head of Xingxing.

"Daddy!" Song Weiguo didn't see the kids clearly, but Xingxing saw her clearly. She moved a small bench and stood in front of the kitchen window, looking towards Song Weiguo with a shy little dark face and a happy expression. He gestured: "We made a lot of steamed buns."

"I'll let you out later when the cooking is done. Have you finished choosing the dishes?" Song Weiguo reached in and touched Xingxing's little head.

Xingxing nodded obediently: "Well, I've finished choosing. You can have fried sprouts for lunch." She likes to eat the tender sprouts of green vegetables the most.

A quarter of an hour later, the four babies were released from the kitchen to the sound of "wake up, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah".

Xingxing immediately threw herself into Song Jiyuan's arms, giggling.

Xuan Xuan lay down directly on the side, but Li Chengqian and Song Jichen didn't react at all.

Li Chengqian looked at Jiang Wan and asked with some confusion: "Is Aunt Jiang doing this to train our self-care ability?"

Jiang Wan nodded.

"Don't you think a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen?" Li Chengqian asked again.He had never cooked before, this was the first time in his two lives.

"Cheng Qian, you will encounter all kinds of things in your life in the future. If you learn to cook, you will never starve yourself." Jiang Wan said in a serious tone.

"Aniang is right!" Xingxing started to talk again.

After all, it was the first time for children to cook. The taste was very average and the steamed buns were strange in shape, but everyone ate them happily.

Xingxing held a small steamed bun and said with surprise: "I made this myself." She gnawed it down with a squeak.

Song Weiguo ate the steamed buns that had become burnt at the bottom without changing his expression. He glanced at the children sitting in rows and told them some exciting news while they were eating happily: "We are going up the mountain this afternoon. I’ll teach you three little ones how to shoot archery.” Of course, these three little ones did not include Song Jichen.

The three children all had looks of yearning on their faces.

"Uncle Song, are we going to have a bow?" Li Chengqian asked with bright eyes.

"Yeah." Song Weiguo pointed to the black coarse cloth bag placed in the yard: "I asked someone to make it before, and I just got it back today."

With such an expectant look, the family went up the mountain along the path at the east end of the village in the afternoon.

There are dense forests on this mountain, and I heard that accidents often happen, so the family didn't meet anyone along the way. Mrs. Song was restless, and now it was a time when wild vegetables and fruits were plentiful, so she brought Song Jichen was digging wild vegetables and picking fruits nearby.

There was no one else carrying Xingxing in the basket, but he was running behind Song Weiguo very energetically, his head shaking.

After all, the conditions of the Song family were good. Jiang Wan made martial arts training uniforms for several children. Song Weiguo found a flat high ground and started his own training.

After all, he was from the military, and he did not let any slack in educating these three brats, as if he was training new recruits.

"Wow, grandma, my shoes are torn."

A chubby toe is clearly exposed on the upper of the Cerebellum Axe.

(End of this chapter)