The talented lady is busy farming

Chapter 27 Comparison
"You child, you have entered the mountain. There are wolves in the mountain. It's hard to get something and keep it for yourself. The patriarch grandpa knows what you two want." The patriarch was very happy, but how could he want Xia Wan? It's still two children.

"Grandpa patriarch, I brought all the things, so don't refuse. If you have anything to do in the future, you have to trouble grandpa patriarch. I have to go back to take care of Zhao Ning. Grandpa patriarch, I'm leaving." Refused, Xia Wan ran out quickly, leaving the patriarch and the third son dumbfounded, how could this child run so fast.

It was the same when I arrived at Zhao Sanchuan's house. Although there were only four wild eggs, it was Xia Wan's kindness. Wait." Mrs. Wang took out a small paper package.

"This is a little salt. It's not much. It's enough for you to use for a few days. Don't dislike it." What Wang gave was exactly what Xia Wan wanted most, otherwise the chicken soup would be tasteless.

"Thank you, auntie, then I'll go back first." Xia Wan felt that Mrs. Wang was really good, and she was in a hurry.

When Xia Wan came back, he ran into Xiao Sanzi head-on, "Your brother and sister, you ran too fast. Grandpa asked me to bring some things over. I'm leaving." Xiao Sanzi scratched his head, a little puzzled, obviously Xia Wan came back first, how did he get home, but after all, there is a difference between men and women, and the third son didn't say much.

"This business is doing well. It seems that the patriarch is really good. You see, my aunt gave me a small bag of salt. Our chicken soup has a taste, and the porridge is ready. Why don't you drink it? Oh, it's really good. It's quite hot." Xia Wan looked at the things in the yard, it should be half a bag of rice.

Zhao Ning also picked up the porridge bowl. Listening to Xia Wan's words, he felt that the taste of the brown rice porridge was even better. Xia Wan's chattering voice brought life and vitality to the outside of the thatched cottage.

Zhao Ning and Xia Wan were eating and drinking here. Although there was nothing there, the atmosphere was good. They talked and listened to each other.But Zhao An's family is not so good, the Jin family scolded Zhao An when they got home, wanted to throw something, felt distressed, so they could only pinch Zhao An.

"You said that you are still a father. Let two brats bully you like this. How can I marry such a useless man like you? It's really bad luck in eight lifetimes." Jin was so angry that he spat Zhao An's face.

"Daughter-in-law, don't be angry, I, Zhao Ning, is still my son, he, he is not at home anymore, you, don't be angry." Zhao An repeatedly avoided Jin's pinching fingers, and then stammered. Baba said.

"Mom, my body hurts like hell, hurry up and find a doctor for me, I'm hungry, when are you going to cook?" Zhao Mingfeng continued to add confusion.

"Forgive you today. My son is hungry. Mother will cook now. Mother will rub medicinal oil on you in a while. Be obedient. I will steam custard for you at noon." The Jin family treated Zhao Mingfeng like a loving mother. Zhao An also let out a sigh of relief, and finally passed the test.

"You can drink some more soup. You have to eat all the meat in it. What's the use of you just drinking a bowl of porridge? Your fever is fine, but it doesn't mean that your illness is cured. If you don't eat enough, you won't be full. , how can I have resistance?" Xia Wan stared at Zhao Ning eating while pinching her waist.

(End of this chapter)