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Liu Ailing just entered the kitchen, she slipped next to Xi'er, "He blushed!" ”

Xi'er couldn't help but roll her eyes, "Are you embarrassed?" Are you so angry? ”

Gu Liya couldn't help but laugh wryly, and brushed her hair behind the roots of her ears.

"You're talking about more than that, right?" Then he asked mysteriously.

"Do you observe for yourself?" Xi'er lost her words, picked up the dustpan and went back to the kitchen, Liu Ailing estimated that the pot was already hot.

From then on, Gu Liya was very busy every day, and she didn't have time to make trouble for Xi'er.

However, Wu Hao and Liu Ailing began to be a little nervous, and they always felt that there were a pair of eyes staring at them behind them.

"I said that if you stare at it every day, you will find it alone, okay? Do you think you're stalking? "Xi'er can't help it this day.

After staring at it for a few days, she didn't see anything strange, and Gu Liya lost her patience.

But Zhang Qing's house is about to start, and craftsmen and helpers are set.

Early in the morning, Xi'er's house was unexpectedly lively.

The division of labor was done in advance, Xi'er and Liu Ailing were in charge of the kitchen, and Comrade Gu Liya was in charge (this was a job she won herself).

Gao Shizhuang builds a house, and if the main family provides lunch, it is basically a big pot of rice, and it is eaten quickly and continues to work.

Three male intellectuals are responsible for plastering mud and plugging the joints in the cowshed, which has low technical content and only needs to be pasted layer by layer.

However, in the early morning, Xi'er took advantage of the fact that everyone had not yet gotten up, boiled a pot of thick glutinous rice juice in the space, and poured it into the mud, so that the mud was more sticky.

Including the mud bricks that built a side house for themselves, from time to time, some glutinous rice juice will be poured into it.

Glutinous rice juice is the most primitive cement, but glutinous rice is expensive, and Huaibei does not produce rice at all.

Therefore, Xi'er's move is really a bit extravagant.

However, in order to prevent the wall from falling ash when you touch it, you will drop a piece of mud if you knock it.

This risk, risk!

Gao Manzi was very powerful this time, bringing nearly ten strong laborers, and laying the foundation in one morning.

Liu Ailing said, "It's time to eat!" ”

Shocked everyone outside the house!

"Zhang Qing, with you, you even provide breakfast?" Gao Manzi punched Zhang Qing in the shoulder, and then spat hatefully.

"Let's go, today we met the generous master, and we will work hard for Lao Tzu!"

"Okay!" Threes and threes, hooking shoulders and backs, muttering what delicious food this poor boy could prepare.

You know, when you come, many people look at it, two little burdens, plus a lot of clothes.

If it weren't for Old Man Tian's kindness, many people would have thought that their father and son would freeze to death in that thatched hut.

Feng Shui takes turns, it's only been a long time, and people have begun to build mud bricks and houses.

The old man doesn't have so much thought, he does work when he has work, and eats when he has food.

But in the village, there is always some good people!

"Damn! This food is good! "People who were originally hopeless couldn't help but cry out when they saw the dishes prepared in the big and small pots in the yard.

"No, this is eaten at noon, in the morning it is multigrain steamed buns with tofu and green vegetables and meat soup." Gu Liya saw that the men were all looking at the meat in the basin, and hurriedly came up to explain.

"There's meat soup to eat in the morning, what the hell do you ~ want?" When Gao Manzi saw the man, he still wanted to say, going up is a kick.

Everyone laughed, "Is it possible that the daughter-in-law of the third son will cook braised pork for him in the morning?" ”

The little monkey's father found his own dishes and chopsticks, and he didn't forget to tease the man who kept looking at the meat in the basin.

San'er is a famous fritter in the village, with a well-known nose, whoever cooks delicious food, he can smell it no matter how far he goes.

Then rush to the other party's house for dinner, many people are embarrassed to drive people directly, so they can only prepare an extra pair of chopsticks.

But after a long time, everyone knew his virtues, and they either postponed the meal or drove people out.

But he is notoriously cheeky, and he will not stop until he goes straight into the kitchen and takes a piece of meat from the pot into his mouth.

The key is that his mother-in-law is notoriously lazy.

Poverty is inevitable, so the little monkey father teased him for cooking braised pork for him early in the morning.

Hahaha, the big guys are happy, and the three are not annoyed, and they are still giggling.

It is amazing that people can live to this point!

Zhang Qing helped bring the meat bowl and tofu pot to the kitchen and put them away before coming out for breakfast.

Oh my God, where is this place to eat?

It's just a rush to eat!

By the time Zhang Qing came out, a dozen or so men had already begun to scrape pots.

Fifty multigrain steamed buns have long been wiped out!

The three educated youths were dumbfounded with half a steamed bun in their mouths, holding a soup, and squatting there.

Xi'er was stunned directly, but Old Man Tian had a good mentality, and he still took a bite of steamed buns slowly and logically.

Xi'er automatically immediately made up a picture in her brain, and the scene of a dozen hungry and screaming pigs grabbing food in a trough is terrible!

"Are you sure you have enough food for lunch?" Liu Ailing asked quietly.

"No, you don't have enough to eat, their stomachs are like a bottomless pit." Gu Liya's words are not rough.

In these years, no one dared to eat with their bellies open, and they were in a state of semi-starvation for a long time.

The men are a little better, because the food must first ensure the labor of the family, but if you can't resist the lack of oil and water, the stomach will grow bigger and bigger!

"At noon, our dishes remain the same, and if we steam twenty more steamed buns, there is no way if it is not enough." Xi'er blinked and decided.

"Okay, fortunately, we set aside ours, otherwise ......" Liu Ailing was speechless in the face of this scene.

"Comrade Liu, is there still a kitchen? I haven't eaten enough! San'er knocked on the bowl and asked Liu Ailing with a hippie smile.

Everyone thinks that today is Chef Liu Ailing, after all, Gu Liya is already famous for her five grains, and Xi'er, an eight-year-old girl, can only start at most.

"Damn, Lao Tzu doesn't believe that you can eat five steamed buns and three bowls of meat soup every morning. Not full? If you haven't eaten enough, ask your daughter-in-law to drink it! "Gao Manzi was a little slower because of his movements, and he drank a few bowls less, and his anger was not smooth.

"Hahahaha, Captain Gao, how do you know that people's daughters-in-law and Naiko are still there?" The loach and his father laughed wickedly.

The old men listening next to him couldn't help but laugh evilly.

Gu Liya stepped forward and was about to scold, but was dragged by Xi'er and Liu Ailing and pulled directly into the kitchen.

A group of big men are together, and they can't do without meat jokes in three or two sentences, so they simply hide cleanly.

"Are you stupid? Rush up and be the talking point? Xi'er couldn't help but roll her eyes at her.

Gu Liya rolled up her two sleeves, revealing her white arms, "The old lady went up and tore his mouth, it was dirty and smelly." ”

Liu Ailing couldn't help but cover her mouth and snicker......

"You're still laughing? I'll tear your mouth first. ”

After all, the two women didn't think the kitchen was cramped, and they were in a mess.

Cat Niuer said

Good morning, everyone's mood is great~~ The cat will sleep for a while, hehe, don't hit me! Ouch, I'm drunk, no matter what symbol the word "milk" is, it's all blocked, so the cat can only type a homophone.