dumb wife farming

Chapter 899
Time flies, and after working for a long time, it is already the sixth day of July.

In the past two months, Song Yao has learned body and some close fighting moves. These moves are real, so she is very tired. When Song Yao comes home, she just wants to stand there.

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Zhuang Zhuang and Shen Yu are high-spirited. Here, on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, they have to eat clever cakes. When the family was poor, they would always be greedy for the peddlers outside.

But now it's better, Zhuang Zhuang asked Qin Jin to help him prepare things early.

A big table was set up in the courtyard of the Shen family, and Zhuang Zhuang and Shen Yu were working on it while stepping on a bench.Zhuang Zhuang put the big bag Qin Jin gave him on it, and Little Claws took things out of the bag.Those were molds for making clever cakes, some with small fish, some with small baskets, and some with leaves. In short, Qin Jin collected a big bag for him.

The two little ones happily held these wooden molds, but they didn't realize it until the end, as if there was no dough.

"Don't look at me, when will you meet me?" Qin Jin sat on the stone table under the tree and waved his hands in disgust at Zhuang Zhuang who looked over.

"But father and mother haven't come back yet." The little guy held a small mold of a leaf in his little claws, with a pitiful expression on his face.

After Shen An took Song Yao home, what he saw were two pitiful little faces. The two little guys were wearing nice little robes and stepped on the small bench, looking at the little mold in their hands with aggrieved eyes.

Song Yao was a little tired, and most of her body weight was leaning on Shen An's body.Seeing this scene, she couldn't help being speechless to Qin Jin: "Master Qin, didn't you see your son stepping on the small bench? Are you afraid that the two of them will fall? If they fall, what should we do?"

Shen An winked, Fang Li immediately stepped forward and hugged the two children, Zhuang Zhuang and Shen Yu both looked at Song Yao eagerly.

Qin Jin was just like a gentleman, sitting idly on the stone bench beside him, drinking tea and reading a book, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Both of you wait a minute, I'll go and change clothes first." Today, after almost a day of scrambling on the soil, her body is already like a mud monkey, so Shen An doesn't dislike her.

"Okay!" Zhuang Zhuang jumped up happily, and the little guy ran up to Qin Jin proudly, and moved slightly toward Qin Jin.

"Childish!" Looking at his son's appearance, Qin Jin commented two words in disgust.

Feng Yu was speechless, the young master was not naive, the young master was already young!

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In order to make it easier for them to make delicate cakes, Shen An and the others lit several torches in the yard, which illuminated the yard very brightly. Shen An was very strong, so he helped knead the dough by the side, and Song Yao pulled the kneaded dough After making small doughs, Zhuang Zhuang and Shen Yu picked up the small doughs and put them into the mold, then pressed them down with all their strength.

"Mother, it's stuck on, woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, oh, can't take it off!"Song Yao laughed and buckled the mold towards the panel, and managed to get it off.

"Son, you need to put some flour in these molds, it's not easy to stick, you understand?" Song Yao demonstrated it to Zhuang Zhuang himself, and Zhuang Zhuang happily went to make it.

Thanks to the big bag of molds that Qin Jin found, it took them two steaming pots to finish steaming the finished cakes that night.

(End of this chapter)