On the day of the arrival of the tour group, although everyone was busy, they also gained a lot.

After dinner, after the tourists dispersed, Zhang Feng said to the eldest sister:

"Sister, I'll go back first!"

"Well, go ahead, I've worked hard for you today!" said the eldest sister with a smile.

"Hehe, it's okay!" Zhang Feng shook his head and walked home.

I took a hot bath and became refreshed again, as if all the fatigue of the day had been removed.

In the evening, Zhang Feng, who was busy and idle, took Yiyi's hand and took a leisurely walk on the shore of the lake, envious of the single dog on the side!

……

The next day was Sunday

Early in the morning, Mao Ya and her brother came to the courtyard of Zhang Feng's house.

I saw Mao Ya holding a bowl of fragrant cold skin in her hand, and poor Da Mao could only swallow secretly on the side.

"Sister, can you give me a bite?"

"No, you've eaten a lot of bites!" Mao Ya hurriedly protected her cold skin on her chest, as if she was afraid that her brother would snatch it away.

"Just one bite, the last bite, okay?" Da Mao repeatedly assured his sister.

Mao Ya glanced at her brother tangledly, thought about it and finally made a decision: "Okay, let's take a bite at the end!"

"Mmmm!" Da Mao was so excited, Sister Chen didn't pay attention, picked up a large ball of cold skin, and swallowed it in her stomach in one bite.

After Mao Ya reacted, she found that most of her cool skin was missing, and she suddenly burst into tears, crying a sad heart!

"Wow...... Wow............"

Hearing Mao Ya's cry, Zhang Feng hurriedly walked out of the kitchen

"What's the matter, Maoya, Da Mao bullied you again?"

Hearing Zhang Feng's words, Da Mao stood on the side with a sneering face,

Only Mao Ya cried to Zhang Feng aggrievedly: "He...... He lied to me...... He took my ...... I've eaten all my cold skin!"

"Woo woo........."

As she spoke, Mao Ya cried aggrievedly again, listening to the cry as if she had encountered a strange injustice through the ages.

Seeing the little girl crying, Zhang Feng couldn't help laughing, he thought it was something just now, but he was tricked into eating by his brother Da Mao.

"Okay, Mao Ya, let's not cry, okay, let's ignore Da Mao, this greedy ghost, go crazy brother into the house to cook mutton noodles for you to eat............" Zhang Feng hurriedly wiped away Mao Ya's tears, and comforted with a smile.

"Mmmm......" As soon as she heard that there was mutton noodles to eat, Mao Ya suddenly burst into tears and laughed, nodded heavily, and then followed Zhang Feng into the kitchen.

Seeing that his sister finally stopped crying, Da Mao felt a sense of relief.

However, when I thought of the fragrant mutton noodles made by the mad brother, the gluttony in the big hairy belly flared up again, so the little guy quietly followed behind them, hoping that the mad brother would be 'merciful' and give himself a bowl of mutton noodles to eat.

Seeing Da Mao coming in, Zhang Feng couldn't help but laugh.

The boiling water in the cauldron was boiling and tumbling, and when he put down a handful of noodles, Zhang Feng was like a big Mao command.

"Da Mao, go get three bowls for me!"

"Hey, I know the crazy brother!" Hearing the madman's command, Da Mao agreed, and he was very happy.

In the countryside, only those who work have it, so Da Mao also knows this truth, and now the madman brother lets himself work, and the noodles cooked in the end must have his own share, so Da Mao's heart is happy.

After the noodles are cooked, put them in a large bowl, put a spoonful of lard, a small amount of pepper oil, and put some other oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, plus the braised mutton that has been made long ago, after full stirring, suddenly a spicy and fragrant smell permeates the whole kitchen.

"Ah, it's so fragrant, can you eat it?" Mao Ya asked Zhang Feng with her small bowl and her chopsticks.

"Hehe, you're such a gluttonous cat, I'm waiting a little longer, I haven't put shallots and coriander yet!"

Zhang Feng smiled and gently knocked on the little girl's head, and said to Mao Ya after a while:

"Alright, Mao Ya bring your bowl!"

"Hee Hee ......" can finally eat fragrant noodles, Mao Ya suddenly smiled like a flower, and she was happy in her heart.

Da Mao also held a bowl, waiting on the side with his eyes blank, smelling the aroma of noodles and mutton noodles, and couldn't help swallowing.

"Okay, Da Mao is up to you!" filled a small bowl for Mao Ya, and Zhang Feng served another bowl for Da Mao.

The two little guys held the delicious mutton noodles in their hands, with satisfied smiles on their faces, and ate them with relish.

Seeing the two little guys eating so deliciously, Zhang Feng also laughed happily.

After serving a bowl to my mother, the rest was wiped out by himself.

…………

After eating, Zhang Feng washed the dishes in the yard while teasing the Da Mao brothers and sisters.

"Da Mao, how did you rob your sister's cool skin just now?"

"I ...... I" Da Mao scratched his head embarrassedly.

"What am I, haven't you eaten breakfast yourself?" Zhang Feng shook his head and continued to ask,

"Yes, my mother abused me and didn't give me money for breakfast, and my sister got five yuan!" Speaking of breakfast, Da Mao suddenly complained to Zhang Feng indignantly.

"Oh, why didn't your mother give you money, did she make her angry?"

"No, I think my mother is a patriarch, I don't think I gave it to her when she charged the phone bill!"

Hearing Da Mao's words, Zhang Feng couldn't help laughing, thinking to himself that these things that this guy learned from are still feminine and patriarchal?

"You're lying!" Hearing her brother's words, Mao Ya immediately debunked him, "Crazy brother, I know that my brother and I don't have any breakfast money." ”

"Why?" Zhang Feng pretended to be very interested.

"Hehe, he didn't finish his homework yesterday, and my mother was given him breakfast money!" said Mao Ya with a smile.

"Yes, children who haven't finished their homework shouldn't give pocket money, and Mao Ya shouldn't learn from your brother after school!" Zhang Feng said with a smile.

"Uh-huh!" Mao Ya nodded seriously, looking at a good boy who studied hard.

"Oh, I have so much homework, how do I finish it in one day? The Chinese teacher assigned three test papers, and I still have to write essays!" Da Mao hurriedly explained aggrievedly.

"Is it?Not so much time?Then why did I see you and the little duck go to the back mountain to play yesterday?" Zhang Feng immediately exposed the little guy's lies.

Da Mao: ............??

The little guy immediately had nothing to say.

"Okay, breakfast is also eaten, hurry back to do your homework!" Knowing that Da Mao's homework was not finished, Zhang Feng waved to Da Mao.

Hearing the words of the madman, Da Mao immediately drooped his head, reluctantly looked at his sister and this beautiful little courtyard, and then slowly walked home.

As for Maoya, after breakfast, the little girl lay on the rattan chair and crawled around, having a lot of fun.