Tuan Chong is five and a half years old and started his fortune from farming.

Chapter 22 Lard Omelette
  Jiang's courtyard smells bad.

Brother Chuan stuck his butt out and counted ants near the chicken coop.

My sister said that as long as he counted to ten, she would cook delicious meat for him.

For the delicious meat, he counted it over and over again.

"one two three"

The childish voice made Fu Bao laugh and cry.

She didn't teach the little brother to count to ten, but to five at most, and then he had to count again, and it started over and over again~
  Well, there's nothing wrong with fooling my bratty brother into not causing trouble.

"Fubao, it's time for lunch~"

"Hey, I got it, mother."

Fu Bao patted the peanut crumbs in his hand and peeled her a bowl of peanuts for half an hour.

My fingers were a little red, but thinking about braised peanuts and earning copper coins, this little pain quickly dissipated~
  Song Yu also heard the movement, put down the half-finished booklet, and rubbed his wrist.

"Brother Yu, I'm going out for lunch~"

Ms. Liu also shouted towards the window of the east room. She didn't favor one person over another.

"Okay aunt~"

Song Yu responded, put down his pen and ink, stood up and left the room.

According to the current speed, he can complete one volume today. Based on one volume every two days, he can complete ten volumes in twenty days!
  Thinking of being able to earn three taels of silver in advance, he beamed with joy, and his eyes were full of joy.

Mrs. Liu mixed some warm water and washed the children's hands.

Seeing that Brother Yu is so lively, I am secretly happy for him.

This child is young and has experienced changes in his family. It is a blessing to be able to step out of the shadows.

"The fragrant egg noodles have a fried egg for everyone. Eat them while they are hot. They don't taste good when they are cold."

Mrs. Xu brought out a tray, which contained three bowls of egg noodles in different portions.

As she said, there was a fried egg on the noodles in each bowl.

Maybe it’s because of the lard omelette, it’s so fragrant~
  With the green vegetables on top, it is full of color and flavor.

Fu Bao took his stinky brother and sat obediently on the small square table.

Song Yu wanted to help carry it, but Grandma Xu stopped her with a look.

"Brother Yu, sit down quickly. You can help grandma keep an eye on Fubao. Grandma will feed Brother Chuan some noodles."

Mrs. Xu put down the tray and carefully placed the largest bowl of noodles in front of Brother Yu.

Next comes the granddaughter’s, and the last small bowl is for the grandson.

"Mom, you go eat some noodles, and I'll feed Brother Chuan some noodles."

Mrs. Liu felt that something was wrong. How could her mother-in-law not eat it yet? As a daughter-in-law, she should eat it first.

"Don't be stubborn with me. You eat quickly. I'll eat when you're full. When there are bowls, chopsticks and pots, you wash them. I won't fight with you."

Old Xu said angrily, then blew on the noodles and handed them to her grandson's mouth.

"Ah~"

"Ow~"

Brother Chuan is still young and does not understand the humility of adults. He will eat whatever his grandma feeds him.

However, his eyes were staring straight at the round omelette, which smelled so good that he wanted to eat it.

"Little greedy cat, I'll give you some eggs, but be careful~"

Old Mrs. Xu said lovingly, smashing the fried eggs bit by bit.

My grandson is two years old and can eat fried eggs.

If it were before, she would still be reluctant to give up, thinking of aggrieving her grandson, and would eat with her eldest granddaughter and Brother Yu first, now~
  Hehe, the person who exchanged eggs for marinated meat yesterday is still here today after he promised. I guess she won’t have to worry about eggs next time~
  "Good times~"

Brother Chuan was very satisfied and dancing.

Looking at Fu Bao, she felt a little sorry for her smelly brother. Forget it, she didn't like eating egg yolks, so she would just give it to her smelly brother.

"Sister~"

Brother Chuan's eyes were bright when he saw his sister giving him a single yellow. "Don't come over here. You have a dirty mouth. Don't pick me up."

Fu Bao warned, his fierce look is not scary at all, okay?
  Song Yu silently divided the omelette into two parts. The egg white was placed in the bowl of his fiancée, and the yolk was placed in Brother Chuan's bowl.

"I don't like fried eggs, so you guys can."

Old Xu opened her mouth, but didn't say much.

In the evening, she made three steamed eggs, one for each child!
  "Thank you, brother Yu."

If you don't refuse a blessing, you won't embarrass the other person, so you should simply accept the other person's kindness.

By the way, she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she felt that the other person had changed a bit compared to when she first came here.

Changed and became closer to their family.

This is a good thing. It means that the other party has let go of the past and mistook their family for the wrong family.

"Brother Crab."

Brother Chuan's mouth is bulging, imitating his sister, and thanking the new big brother.

Song Yu smiled shyly, lowered his eyes and ate the noodles.

It’s delicious, even better than the delicacies he used to eat~
  Ms. Liu divided the noodles in the pot into two portions, one for her mother-in-law and one for herself.

After finishing his portion, he quickly replaced his mother-in-law and asked her to eat quickly.

Brother Chuan is very good, but he eats slowly.

After feeding her son, Mrs. Liu washed her son's face and hands, then put away the dishes and chopsticks, and motioned to Fu Bao to look at Brother Dianchuan.

As for Song Yu, she told the baby not to be too tired, helped her look at some Fu Bao, and taught Fu Bao and Brother Chuan how to count and recognize words.

Song Yu naturally agreed happily. He took his little fiancée and Brother Chuan to the open space outside the window of the east room, took a branch and wrote one on the ground.

"Brother Yu, this is one."

When Fubao saw the traditional Chinese character 1, he probably had a guess about the characters of this fictional era.

"Well, you know him?"

Song Yu said in surprise, then relieved.

I almost forgot that the little fiancée was taught by the old god.

"Yes, I know. Grandpa taught me in my dream, but what he taught me is like this~"

Fu Bao nodded, not shying away from the other party.

Then he took the branch from the other party's hand and wrote one on the ground.

"Look, how simple this is. This is one, simpler and easier to read than what you wrote. There is still pen, ink and paper left."

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Song Yu was unable to refute, it seemed, that was the case.

Suddenly something occurred to him and he asked curiously:

"How can the old immortal teach you how to write 234 Wu Lu Qi 89 Shi?"

"Simple, brother Yu, look, this is two, this is three, this is four, this is five, this is six"

Fu Bao continued to scribble on the ground, then stopped to see the other person's reaction.

"This is so simple."

Song Yu squatted down unconsciously, his eyes changing from confusion to surprise to enthusiasm.

"Sister Fubao, can you teach me to write? I will teach you all the characters I know. Can you ask the old god to teach me the set of numbers and characters that he taught you? ?”

Fu Bao smiled and said confidently:

"Okay, you are my child adopter, the old god will not object."

When Song Yu heard the words "child supporter", the tips of his ears gradually turned red.

But I didn't feel disgusted, but I was very happy.

It was his luck to meet the Jiang family~
  If so, if the little fiancée still thinks this way when she grows up, he is willing to offer eight-carriage sedan chairs and swan geese as a salary to ask her to marry him!

(End of this chapter)