Listening to her sister's words, Zhang Huishu's face was full of confusion: "......" What did I miss? Why did I never know my dad could tell stories?

"Okay, Shu'er, don't go out to mow the grass today."

Feng Yin saw that the eldest girl was hit to the point of autism, so she hurriedly arranged softly, "You go to the two sisters-in-law to bring Baichuan and Qiaoling over." ”

"What do the livestock eat?"

Mother didn't let herself mow the grass, Zhang Huishu was happy in her heart, and today she can finally get off easily.

But then I was worried that I was lazy and that the animals would go hungry.

Feng Yin: "The work in the field is almost busy, Hong Yun and they can help you and the Hu family mow the grass." ”

Zhang Huishu: "But mother, wouldn't that be too much of a waste of money?" ”

"They have to pay dozens of dollars a day's work, and we still do the work of mowing the grass ourselves."

Feng Yin settled the little girl and got up, reaching out to pick up the big girl's hand.

Holding her calloused hands with pity, she half-jokingly said, "Look, these hands that should be holding needlework and ink have become so rough now." ”

"Mother?"

Feeling the love from her mother, Zhang Huishu was both happy and a little embarrassed, "What did you say?" ”

Seeing her shyness, Feng Yin couldn't help but smile and said, "Didn't my mother tell the truth?" ”

She patted her eldest daughter: "Good, hurry up, tell Hu Shi that she doesn't need to go out to mow the grass today." ”

"Okay mother."

Listening to her mother's incomparably soft voice, Zhang Huishu only felt comfortable from heart to body, and excitedly agreed, turned around and went out.

Seeing the eldest girl go out, Feng Yin withdrew her gaze and was stared at by the little girl's clear and pure big eyes.

She couldn't help but step forward and pinch the little girl's pink face and smile: "What's wrong with Rou'er?" Why do you look at your mother like this? ”

Min Rou blinked her eyes wide, and said sweetly: "The mother who is not angry looks good." ”

"Rou'er likes it so much, I like this kind of mother."

Feng Yin listened to this soft and glutinous voice, and her heart melted: "Really? Then the mother won't be angry in the future, okay? ”

"Uh-huh."

Receiving her mother's response, Minrou didn't want to mention how happy she was, and nodded vigorously, "This way my mother looks good." ”

After a pause, she pouted again: "Mother, if someone makes you angry in the future, Rou'er will help you beat him, don't be angry, okay?" ”

"Hahaha......"

Such a caring baby girl made Feng Yin's mood instantly brighten.

Sitting on the kang and holding the little girl in his arms, he gently rubbed on her face: "Mother's Rou'er is so caring." ”

"With such a caring Rou'er, my mother promises not to be angry."

"yes."

Minrou clapped her little hands and was very happy, "Mother, can you draw a gourd baby now?" ”

"That's fine."

Feng Yin opened the small kang table placed on the girl's side, and laid paper on it to prepare to draw a gourd baby.

"Oh mother, we didn't have pen and ink."

Minrou looked at the things around her mother except for paper, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Mother, will we waste a lot of pen and ink paper when we draw gourd babies?" ”

Feng Yin looked at the little girl's little face that was slightly disappointed, but she tried not to show it, and laughed.

"Mother, what are you laughing at?"

Minrou didn't understand why her mother was laughing at this time, "If you don't mother, you can draw the gourd baby on the kang table, and Rou'er can see it in the room every day." ”

"No, my mother has this, and it doesn't cost much paper."

Feng Yin saw that the little girl was eager and took care of her mood, and she was so distressed that she hurriedly picked up the duck quill pen that was placed aside, winked and smiled at her daughter.