Zhao Jianmin sent the old and the young home, didn't hurry to go, walked to the firewood room familiarly, and said: "Uncle, I see if you have enough firewood here, not enough for me to chop some." So saying, he took out the axe, and took two dry logs out of the shed, and split two heaps, one large for burning cauldrons, and the other for small stoves. After chopping firewood, he took a hammer and smashed coal, and smashed a lot of coal before stopping. Then I didn't even drink a sip of water, just washed my hands and left.

Jono looked at the pyre and the pile of coal and nodded. Diao Min is very useful, and the hatred of pinching his face, this seat will endure it for the time being.

Grandpa Qiao hurriedly took the opportunity to teach his little grandson: "Nuonuo, the village is different from the outside, you can't see what you look up and look down, and you can't tell so clearly when you encounter something." ”

Jono didn't understand. Not to mention the five demon life of the only one, he was only twelve years old when he left the village in his last life, and because of his weak body, he rarely went out because of his pampered habits, and he didn't have much contact with the villagers. moved to the imperial capital at the age of twelve, and ten years of life in the imperial capital developed the rules of urban survival, such as finding a property without deciding on internal affairs.

But in the village, who dares to say that he can do everything without asking for anyone!

For example, in Qiao's family, the old ones are too old, the small ones are too young, and the dirty work in the house is all done by the people in the village. Even Grandpa Qiao's retirement salary, before the state directly transferred money, was the eldest son of the village chief who went to the town once a month to get it back, and he had to go over to urge him again and again to catch up with the arrears of wages.

Afraid of arousing the rebellious mentality, Grandpa Qiao didn't dare to ask his little grandson what he could and couldn't do, so he secretly decided to teach his little grandson slowly little by little in the future, and then he always kept his little grandson by his side, and he must not slap people's heads if he disagreed.

Grandpa Joe cooks.

Qiao Nuo wanted to eat sauerkraut, but he didn't want his grandfather to fish it out because the water was cold, so he took the stove hook, put it in the hearth and burned it for a while, stepped on the small bench, and the red-hot stove hook stretched out into the sauerkraut tank, and with a snort, hooked a sauerkraut up.

Grandpa Qiao: "......" is so troublesome.

Qiao Nuo hooked three sauerkraut in a row: "One skew white meat, two dumplings." Grandpa, let me tell you, there is an imperial chef in our church, and the dumplings stuffed with sauerkraut are delicious. ”

Grandpa Qiao: "...... Well? Imperial Kitchen! ”

Qiao Nuo took it for granted: "The cook I love the most in the sect died, and the Zuo Protector caught a few for me." ”

Grandpa Qiao: "......" caught! And a few!

Qiao Nuoxing washed the sauerkraut and cut the sauerkraut, holding the big kitchen knife with his small hands, swish, swish, sss, that knife skill!

Grandpa Qiao watched his little grandson's action of playing with the knife, and his whole old heart was pinched.

But.

Grandpa Qiao's eyes fell on his slightly stiff left hand, and said, "Nuo Nuo forgot, grandpa doesn't know how to make dumplings." "My left hand is disabled, and I am left-handed, Rao has used my right hand for so many years, and I still can't do some meticulous work.

Jono stared at his grandfather's left hand for a while, then slashed the kitchen knife on the cutting board, jumped off the small bench, and said, "I'll make it for grandpa." Although he has never done it himself in his life, because he is greedy and wants to eat the freshest, Qiao Nuo squatted in the kitchen to keep an eye on the cook.

Their unique work, this seat has already seen it!

Jono and noodles.

If you have more water, add some noodles. It's too dry, add some water. There is more water, so add some more noodles......

Grandpa Qiao silently watched the little grandson's two little meat hands in an enamel basin with the dough that was getting bigger and bigger but refused to form it alive and dead, and his whole body was wrapped in a layer, with a small face, eyes, etc., when did the eyes glow!

Sure enough, the next moment, his grandson raised a small slap and aimed → the dough.

With a pop, the small slap instantly sank deep into the dough and reached the wrist.

Jono was shocked. It's just that you can't swell people's heads, this seat, this seat can't even break through the dough!

Grandpa will think this seat is useless!

There are no useless people in the church!

"Grandpa~~" is so wronged.

This seat won't be so useless forever! Don't want this seat! When this seat practices again, you will be able to pick up the tiger skin alive and tear the bear's paws! There's a lot of meat in the back mountains!

Grandpa Qiao made a pot of sauerkraut and white meat, washed his hands and face for his little grandson, and led people back to the house to eat.

After eating, Qiao Nuo sat on the kang head and meditated and practiced.

Grandpa Qiao went out, asked for an old piece of noodles from the opposite door, kneaded the dough that his little grandson had ruined beyond recognition, and covered the dough on the kang head.

Jono moved to make room for the basin, and his little face was slightly red.

Grandpa Qiao smiled: "Nuo Nuo is still young, he will learn it as soon as he learns, grandpa has never eaten steamed dumplings made by the imperial chef in his life." ”

Qiao Nuo froze, saw that his grandfather was full of anticipation, gritted his teeth, and said, "I'll make it for grandpa!" ”

"Okay, grandpa is waiting to eat what we made by Nono." Grandpa Qiao touched his little grandson's head and was very pleased.

If Nuno does more things and practices less, maybe he will be able to change his boss and not die young.

Seeing his little grandson meditate with his eyes closed again, Grandpa Qiao wondered what he could find for his grandson.

Jono meditated for an hour and went to sleep.

Grandpa Qiao was surprised: "Nono is going to sleep?" ”

Qiao Nuo was very distressed: "No way, I'm still a weak cub now, I can't stop any Diao Min, I need to eat and sleep more to grow tall." "Besides, this body is yin, and he is already growing slowly, but now he is six years old, but the size is about the same as that of an ordinary four-year-old child. Moreover, the cultivation of the "Taixuan Sutra" cannot be paused except for the middle of the first layer, and the back cannot be too urgent.

Grandpa Qiao was overjoyed, and directly carried his little grandson to his bed and slept in his arms.

Jono's face turned red. Since he was four years old, he has slept alone in his own little quilt, and he is more than 100 years old and still lets his grandfather sleep in his arms, so embarrassed.

The little arm was put around the grandfather's neck, and the little short leg was put on the grandfather's waist, and he fell asleep.

Early in the morning, the grandparents and grandchildren got up.

As usual, Jono swept the snow with a broom taller than himself, swept out of the aisle, and stepped on a small bench to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, the little face was facing a tiger's head.

Got licked all over the face.

Jono pushed the big tiger's hairy face back with both hands.

The big tiger slapped the man to the ground with one paw, pressed it firmly, and then licked it.

Zhao Yongli's daughter-in-law, who opened the back door and splashed water on the back door, had weak legs, and threw the basin with a scream. The enamel basin made a loud noise against the stone platform.

The hair of the big tiger exploded, and when he looked up, there was an earth-shattering tiger roar.

Zhao Yongli's daughter-in-law was soft on the ground.

Grandpa Qiao raised the hemp/drunk/gun in his hand behind the door of the hall, and was about to pull the trigger, when he saw his little grandson somehow twist and jump on the back of the tiger.

Then the big tiger roared and ran away.

Carrying his grandson.

Grandpa Joe: "......" my grandson!