Abandoned Peasant Woman: Farming With a Cute Baby

After being reminded by Liang Jinqiao in this way, Zhao Wenhua realized that he had eaten eight in one go.

Zhao Wenhua smiled a little bitterly, looking very shy and embarrassed, feeling that he had eaten too much at once.

"Um... Yun Erniang, I have never eaten such delicious rice dumplings in decades after I have lived. I unexpectedly ate eight of them!"

Liang Jinqiao was amused by Zhao Wenhua, but he agreed with Zhao Wenhua's words.

She also thought it was the best rice dumpling she had eaten in decades.

This glutinous rice is fresh and the best quality, unlike the aged glutinous rice they used to make rice dumplings.

In addition, the rice dumplings were only wrapped in white rice dumplings before, but the bacon is put in it like today, and the taste is naturally different from before.

"It's okay, it's okay to eat more, I'm afraid your stomach is bloated!"

Zhao Wenhua touched his stomach, smiled, and responded, "Okay, then I won't eat it! If you continue to eat it, it will really be full!"

"Yeah!" Liang Jinqiao responded.

When Zhao Yuner was about to send the rice dumplings to the old Zhao's house, Mu Lianfeng and Mo Yan came down from the mountain.

As soon as Mo Yan walked into the yard of Zhao Yun'er's house, he took a hard breath, "Wow, it smells really good, it's the scent of rice dumplings!"

Before, when he was at home, he celebrated the Dragon Boat Festival every year, and his parents would make him dumplings.

This year, there is a task and there is no way to go out, so I didn't get to eat rice dumplings.

As soon as she smelled this familiar scent, Mo Yan thought of her parents' noses being sour.

Parents are here, not far, although he also wants to be with his parents from time to time, but sometimes it is not what he can hope for.

"Good fragrance!" Mu Lianfeng also responded.

He knew that Zhao Yuner's house made zongzi today, so he knew that the zongzi must have been cooked when he smelled the familiar fragrance.

Unexpectedly, I could eat it when I came back from the mountain.

"You are back? Let my mother get you some zongzi to eat, there are many more in the kitchen!" Zhao Yuner smiled.

Mo Yan responded with a loud voice, "Okay, thank you Madam! Madam treats me best!"

Zhao Yun'er was a little happily coaxed by Mo Yan's little mouth.

"You eat, I still have something to do, go now!"

"Good lady!"

Zhao Yun'er carried the basket for sending rice dumplings in her hand, and went to Zhao Ping's house first. After sending the rice dumplings, she left the old Zhao's house.

After wandering around at Zhao Ping’s house, Zhao Yun’er couldn’t help but sigh that she had become poor. She was really poor to a certain extent. The house in Zhao Ping’s house was almost the same as the thatched cottage before her. Many places were missing. In the wind.

Because he is a man, Zhao Ping doesn't know how to clean up on weekdays, and the house is messed up. It is indeed difficult for a big man to come back without marrying a wife.

When Zhao Yuner arrived at the old Zhao's house, she found that the old Zhao's house was noisy again.

But this time because of Zhao Xinhui.

Zhao Xinhui was injured and was rescued by Qin Yuan.

I went to the hospital to see the injury. The doctor prescribed a few medications. As long as I take the medications as required, there will be no major problems after recuperating for a while.

But because of the serious injury, I had to lie down in bed for at least half a month and a month.

Huo Chunhua was frightened by Zhao Xinhui's body. She couldn't bear to touch Zhao Xinghui on weekdays. Someone hurt her precious girl like this. It's too unforgivable!