Chapter 322 She Was Found

"Ah Sheng, take someone to look around." Zhao Han stood in the kitchen and issued an order, but he himself had no intention of coming out.

Mrs. An was still standing there stupidly, her legs trembling a little.I don't know what the purpose of this man coming here is...

"Ma'am, help me out." Zhao Han said something, and then started to roll up his sleeves.

Seeing him roll up his sleeves, Mrs. An hurriedly responded, and then lowered her head to choose vegetables. However, she never touched the spoon in the kitchen again.

Not to mention Mrs. An was puzzled, even the brothers brought by Yu Mosheng were very puzzled.

"Brother Sheng, what is the master planning to do?" The brothers couldn't bear it anymore, and the elder brother started grabbing someone's cooking spoon without saying a word. Who can bear it?
"What else can I do?" Yu Mosheng smiled, "It's nothing more than a cat cooking and using the food to catch mice."

Several people completely gave up understanding.Forget it, don't need to be so much in harmony, just stay here honestly.

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in the wheat field,
Xiao Jiu had cut wheat before, so he cut it very fast.On the other hand, Bai Dongliang, who had thrown away the sickle a long time ago, directly took his fat paws and squeezed it himself.A pair of small hands are about to go wrong, but there are only a few ears of wheat in the small basket.

The master led them to cut, and a group of little radish heads were still shouting slogans.

For this kind of childish behavior, Xiaojiu shut up and didn't shout, but got rich... When someone shouted, it barked, which seemed a bit smug.

"What's the name of the poem we learned before? It's about wheat?" Master didn't give up any teaching opportunity.

"Master, look at cutting wheat so tired, who is in the mood to recite poetry!" Bai Dongliang muttered.

The master gave him a look of resentment, then turned his head to look at Zhao Xiaojiu, whose head had been cut far away, and asked, "Xiao Jiu, tell me."

"It's "Guan Mowing Wheat"" Xiao Jiu raised her head, took out a handkerchief embroidered with a big dog's head, wiped her sweat, and then continued to cut.

"Xiao Jiu, can your father give you a name?" On the first day the child came to the academy, he said his name was Zhao Xiaojiu.He will definitely be in the capital in the future, so he needs a name that is not so joking, and he can't wait until he grows up to be called this name.

"Master, my father said, wait for my mother to pick it up for me." After Xiao Jiu finished speaking, she lowered her head again.

The master understands, no more to say.

"Hurry up, everyone. After cutting this piece, you can rest and eat." The sun gradually rose, and the sun was getting bigger and bigger, so the master could only shout.

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It was only when Xiao Jiu sat down at the huge wooden table that he realized that his father had cooked today's meal.

"Wow, this table is something we can't usually eat." Fat Duner sat on the side, swallowing uncontrollably.

Xiao Jiu always felt strange looking at these dishes on the table.These are what my mother likes to eat, and my father rarely cooks.But today, from the morning when my father personally fried the little jerky, to the big table meal now...

Could it be that mother is in this manor?
He looked back at Fa Cai who was lying under a tree hiding from the sun... Fa Cai lay there lazily, wagging his tail...

"Xiao Jiu, why are your chopsticks shaking?" Fat Duner asked curiously, puffing out his cheeks.

Xiao Jiu's hand was shaking so much that he could no longer hold it, and he suddenly ran wildly towards the outside.

(End of this chapter)

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