Chapter Eighty-Eight: I Want to Be a Prince

Fry the sweet potato leaves on the salted fish after the leaf purple, pour the oil into the iron pot first, then put the garlic in the pot, and wait a few seconds to pour the sweet potato leaves into the iron pot and fry them.

There is no seasoning in the house, and when it is almost cooked, I put salt and stir-fry it a few times, shovel it up and put it in a clay pot.

"Okay, brother, you don't need to light the fire, do you see if the rice is cooked." Ye Zi saw that the cooked vegetables were cooked, and his task was completed, so he stepped down from the small chair, went to get a towel to wash his face, and took a picture of the oil pot, his face became hotter and more itchy.

As soon as Ye Zi washed his face, he grabbed the wrist of his second brother Ye Wu.

"Second brother, what do you want to do??"

"Sister, don't you want to tell a story to me and my brother?"

"Shall I talk about it now?"

"Yes, Mom and Dad haven't come home now, they can't eat yet, and now they have time to talk."

"Yes, sister, tell me about it." Ye Wen also cooked the rice and came out to answer.

"Then wait for me to have a glass of water, it's too hot." Ye Zi picked up the cup and drank a large glass of water, his mouth was dry, he didn't want to speak, he knew that he wouldn't tell a story this morning.

Isn't this just throwing a stone on one's own foot and asking for one's own suffering?

"Once upon a time there was a kingdom where the king had a daughter named Snow White, and when the king's queen died, he took another wife and became Snow White's stepmother,...... Snow White is in the ice coffin, the frog prince kisses Snow White's head, and Snow White finally wakes up. ”

"Sister, is the story over?"

"It's over."

"Then I'm going to be a prince." Ye Wu is going to stink and be beautiful again.

"Why don't you be a dwarf."

"The dwarf is not handsome, sister, do you ask the eldest brother if he is a dwarf?"

"I don't want to be a dwarf, a short man can't marry a wife, and he has to be a double eleven for a lifetime." The eldest brother Ye Wen also said that only by being tall and mighty can he be a hero.

"Hehe, Xiao Douding knows how to grow up."

"Sister, you haven't always said that you have grown up to be a beauty."

"Is there such a thing? Is there any, is there any? It can't be me who says this. Ye Zi shook his head and denied it.

"I don't admit it, who always cares about prickly heat on my face."

"Second brother, don't keep mentioning prickly heat, okay?" Ye Zi's eyes widened, and if there was a beard, it was blown.

"Hehe, my sister is going to spill."

"Second brother, you are so annoying," Ye Zi stomped on the ground with the second brother's angry feet.

"Hey, I've heard you guys arguing from afar, haven't you? Your second brother is angry with his sister again? ”

Ye Xingrong and Ye Yao went home with bamboo baskets, and when they saw the children playing, they asked with a smile.

"Mom, why don't you say it's the eldest brother, why don't you say it's me."

Ye Wu twisted his body without hesitation, I am careful when I am injured, why is it always me who is injured. He stomped his feet with his little short legs.

"Second brother, that's a matter of character."

"Mom, don't you know your eldest brother? Your eldest brother is steady, and he will let his sister go. Ye Yao washed his hands and face, saw that the rice had been cooked, and said with a smile,

"You're all so good today, how do you cook the rice and eat it first?"

"We'll wait for Mom and Dad to come home and eat together." Ye Wu ran over and hugged his mother's thigh, raised his little brain and looked at his mother for praise.

Did the second brother learn to hold his thighs at such a young age? Grow up and pay it back, brush the shoes and brush the smooth and slippery?

"You cook the rice in the future, eat first when you are hungry, you don't have to wait for your parents to eat together, come and we will eat first."

"I didn't have to wait long, the rice was cooked, my brother and I were listening to my sister tell the story of Snow White, and just after listening, Mom and Dad came back."

"Oh, my sister can tell stories, huh? Is the story good? Ye Xingrong is really curious, the three or four-year-old brother can tell the story of the wilderness.

"Nice, Dad, I'm going to be the prince of the story."

"Oh, and the prince, what a prince."

"The prince who will kiss Snow White." Ye Wu shyly covered his face with his small claws.

"Hahaha."

……

The whole family burst into laughter, there was such a cute child, it was really a pistachio, fortunately, the meal had just been set up and had not yet started to eat.

Otherwise, it will spray a table of rice, which is really a waste of food, and the person who wastes food is ashamed.