pastoral landlady

Chapter 338 Girls must be reserved, this is a mandarin duck (1)
"Oh...that's it, then you should pay attention to your eyes, don't do it for a long time, remember to rest well." Mo Shengming's caring words became another meaning in Qiao Xiangyue's ears. She took a deep breath and shook hands Clenching his fists, he said: "It's okay, this is for grandpa and grandma, so naturally we have to do better. Since grandpa and uncles are fine, I'll go up first."

Mr. Mo nodded and said nothing, while Mo Laosan and Mo Laosi also nodded symbolically, only Mo Shengming watched her leave with a smile.

After the person left, Mo Laosi looked at Mo Shengming with a gloomy expression, and said, "Brother, why are you so kind to her? Thinking about the last time I went to their Qiao's house, I feel aggrieved."

What happened last time caused a knot in the Mo family's hearts, so they had some opinions on the people of the Qiao family, but the honest Mo Shengming treated Qiao Xiangyue as always, "Fourth, you By the way, she is our niece no matter how you say it, if we tell the story, maybe people will think of us."

"Having said that, but brother, you are too enthusiastic. It's good enough to eat and drink here." Mo Laosan still agrees with Mo Laosi's words. He didn't quite understand Ming's behavior.

Mo Shengming didn't expect this to happen, so he frowned and looked at Mr. Mo, "What are you... Dad, what do you say?"

Mr. Mo raised his eyelids, and said calmly: "What should I say? What you said is not wrong, but what the third and fourth son said is not wrong. After all, the two families have torn their skins apart. Why bother, but You can't be less courteous, have you heard?"

With the support of Mr. Mo, Mo Laosan and Mo Laosi are a little happy after all, after all, this matter is already too deep in their hearts.And Mo Shengming sighed secretly, he never expected that the family would become like this.

As for Xiaoxiao, who is helping in the kitchen, she is a little bored. Her daily life has already formed her a character of being content with whatever happens. Is it because she lacks fighting spirit?Sigh, think about what's wrong with me, I feel very impatient when someone finds fault, and now there is no one to find fault, and I am bored, using two words to describe it is cheap, alas, God, when can I let her go?

"Xiaoxiao, what's the matter with you?" Mo Yaoyao's hands were covered with flour, and she looked at her with a smile in her eyes, filled with tenderness.

Xiaoxiao was absent-minded for a moment before she came back to her senses, "It's nothing, I'm thinking about what we're going to have for dinner tonight."

"Hey, fool, you don't have to worry about what to eat. There are me, grandma, and mother. You can just eat it. Well, just like Xuanxuan, just eat it like a round, fat pig."

Xiaoxiao was embarrassed when she heard the words, is this her sister?How can you make her eat like that?You have to know what that guy Xuanxuan eats, and he only chooses delicious food, but he has never seen her get fat, which made Xiaoxiao envious and hated for a while.

"Okay, if you have nothing to do, help me knead the dough, don't be sad." Mo Yaoyao unceremoniously handed a ball of dough to Xiaoxiao, then picked a clean wooden basin, let Xiaoxiao kneads the dough.

"Eh... oh, kneading dough, I know..." Xiaoxiao took the things obediently, and then found a place to knead the dough in her hands seriously, but she was thinking about some temporary impractical.

"Xiao Xiao... Xiao Xiao... Hey, you're back to your senses." Mo Yaoyao rolled her eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, and sighed inwardly. She finally brought a certain little aunt back to her senses, what does this girl do? Are you all in a trance?

Xiaoxiao looked at Mo Yaoyao in confusion, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"What happened? Look at the dough in your hand, what's it like? There's so much cornstarch, how can you eat it?" Mo Yaoyao said angrily.

Hearing this, Xiaoxiao took a closer look and felt a little embarrassed, and she couldn't help but feel annoyed secretly. It was a good ball of dough, covered with raw flour, and it wasn't kneading dough. Why did she put so much flour?Hey, sure enough, you can't use two things at once when doing things.

"Forget it, I'll let you off this time, go ahead, wash your hands and let me help you, you're so stupid." Mo Yaoyao was also a little bit annoyed, thinking back when that girl Xiaoxiao was six years old. Smart, you are so refreshing in everything you do, what about now?What has become of it.

Xiaoxiao also felt wronged, but she didn't dare to speak out, otherwise a big sister who had become a tough girl would beat someone up, so she immediately washed her hands and stood aside waiting for Mo Yaoyao to call at any time, and Mo Yaoyao also You are not polite, serving tea and water, and wiping sweat one by one. After a long time, you knead the dough in your hands and put it aside for fermentation, while your hands are chopping the stuffing. Xiao watched for a long time and finally saw the door. It turned out that Mo Yaoyao was making steamed buns. Hey, thinking about it, she couldn't help but feel a little greedy. Compared with steamed buns, she still likes steamed stuffed buns.

After all these were done, Xiaoxiao also felt very hungry. You must know that she didn't eat much for lunch, and now she was eating dinner, so naturally she had to eat more, and today was the same as usual, full of excitement, and all the students In addition, a few scholars were fighting and yelling, and Xiaoxiao ate too much because she was hungry. As a result, needless to say, she was full and was hiccupping uncomfortably. As for the others, they were funny and angry Looking at her intently, she heard ridicule continuously, every time she heard these words, Xiaoxiao always wanted to dig a hole and bury herself...

Time has passed for many days, the weather is getting colder and colder, and it snowed in the morning, and Xiaoxiao has long been hiding at home and not going out, sitting around the stove, holding the Embroidery work that wants to cry but has no tears is being poked stitch by stitch.

"Hiss... woo..." Seeing the finger being poked again, Xiaoxiao was about to collapse.

Mo Yaoyao, who was gesturing quickly, blinked at Xiao Xiao, then shook her head amusedly, "Have you been poked again?"

Xiao Xiao nodded fiercely, looked at her pitifully, and said with a sob, "No, look, these blood beads are bulging."

"That's what you deserve. Last time you said to make a warm suit for the elder brother and the others, but in the end, you came up with the idea, and we did the embroidery for you. What else do you think you did?" Mo Yaoyao directly gave He rolled his eyes.

This girl was very smart when she was young, but why was she the only one who didn't improve in life and death? Now she is only eight years old. Fortunately, it would be miserable if she was older. "Okay, don't worry, this can't be done in a day or two, just practice slowly."

Xiaoxiao looked at Mo Yaoyao who was threading the needle with a gloomy face, and sighed again in her heart: They were born by the same parents, so why is there such a big difference? It depends on Mo Yaoyao's current temperament, although it is not 11 years old, but this action is not much worse than those young ladies.

(End of this chapter)