how could he become the richest man in the village just by going to the mountains?

Yang Jiefang and Zhao Yongmei didn't say much.

They feel that Yang Fan's improvement is the credit of Xu Xiuying.

Xu Xiuying accompanied her and talked for a while, and then said that An An would trouble them to help bring it when she set up a stall in the afternoon, Zhao Yongmei smiled: "Of course it's good, I won't go to the ground in the afternoon, with An An accompanying me, I don't know how happy I am."

"Then I'll go back and get busy first, and I'll send An An over in the afternoon." "

Okay, go ahead, tell us if you need help." "

Well, thank you, Mom.

Zhao Yongmei asked An An to stay at her grandmother's house for dinner at noon, An An frowned her little face, and said entangledly: "Grandma, if you come to my house for dinner, the rice made by Baba is a good meal." "

Grandma's cooking is better than Mama's, and Baba is better than Grandma's.

It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

These days, An An eats well, and if she is asked to eat back the soup and water that didn't taste like oil and water before, she definitely doesn't want to eat it.

I have to say that An An is actually starting to be a little squeamish in terms of "eating" at this time. However, this is also Yang Fan's purpose, he wants to give his wife and daughter the best.

It's just meat and white rice, what's good? There will be even better in the future.

When Zhao Yongmei heard An An's words, she smiled helplessly: "You little glutton, if you have your father's cooking, grandma's can't look down on it, grandma is angry." "

Grandma, don't be angry, then, that's the food you cooked.

Seeing An An's little face embarrassed, Zhao Yongmei felt distressed again, no longer deliberately teasing her, and gently pinched her little face that had grown a little fleshy these days: "Okay, grandma teased you, go back quickly." After

making sure that grandma was really not angry, An An smiled again, and didn't want Xu Xiuying to hug her, took her hand, and jumped up and down and walked home.

When he returned home, Yang Fan was busy boiling sugar water, and when he came out to take a look, he saw Xu Xiuying holding a small bamboo and a knife and doing something.

"What are you doing?"

Xu Xiuying cut carefully: "On the road just now, An An saw other people playing, and they also wanted to play, so it's easy to do this."

Yang Fan remembered this thing.

He also played it when he was a child, and his favorite thing to play was this, and he often took this to play gunfights with the children of the same village.

The small bamboo tube is cut in half, half is inserted with bamboo roots, and the other half is used to fill the bomb, which is usually used as a stinky flower pinched seed, not to mention, it hurts to hit someone.

However, the stinky flower pinch is their side of the statement, and the official version is called five-color plum. The green seeds can be used as a crackling barrel to play with, and they can also be eaten after they are dark, which is a little sweet. If it grows flowers, although it smells a little stinky, the flowers are colorful, and girls often string this together as a headdress.

"I'll get it. Seeing

that Xu Xiuying was struggling a little, Yang Fan took over.

It's not that she doesn't have enough strength, but the knife at home is really rusty.

However, it was not a problem for Yang Fan, after cutting a few times, he cut the bamboo tube that Xu Xiuying had not cut, and after a while, the crackling tube was ready.

An An looked at Yang Fan adoringly, only feeling that his father was so powerful, he could do anything.

"It's okay, An An, you take it and try it. "

An An has played other people's before, so she will play when she gets started.

The chair has already placed the seeds that have just been picked together and pinched together, one at a time.

Xu Xiuying instructed on the side: "An An, this can't be hit at people, do you know?"

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