Zhu Chongwu saw that his mother had returned to the back room, so he took his two younger brothers out to play in the mud.

And at this moment, Zhu Chongba was lying on the kang and humming.

I don't know if I'm hungry, or urinating, or if I stink.

Ye Bing hurriedly checked a diaper, which was clean and not stained.

It's been a while since I've been feeding, maybe I'm hungry.

But as soon as she picked up the little thing, she found that he was at once quiet and no longer humming.

Yes, this kid wants to be a mother's hug.

At the same time, Zhu Chongsan, who was busy in the stove room, added a few more dry firewood to the stove, and after seeing that the fire was getting stronger and stronger, he got up and patted his dirty hands, and now he can cook.

But only some ordinary condiments were placed in the stove room, and the grain was stored in the back room, and every time they needed to use it, they had to get the consent of their mother.

With that in mind, he turned and headed for the back room.

When I walked to the door, I found that my mother was coaxing my brother to sleep, so I lowered my voice very sensibly and asked,

"Mother, do you still eat meat buns today?"

Although he asked, his shining eyes were full of anticipation, and he looked like he was going to eat steamed buns today.

But I've eaten several meat buns, and they're not tired of a few small things?

Yes, there's nothing else to eat besides this thing.

After all, Zhujia Village is a place with poor mountains and rivers, a large population of every household, and limited food.

If you really eat dry rice, with the food that Ye Bing bought, ten people in the family will not be able to eat for a few days.

She really doesn't understand, why do she have such children when every family is so poor?

According to the memory of the original owner, there are no longer a few children who have starved to death in these ten miles and eight towns.

There are also those who cannot be supported by the family, so they are abandoned in the mountains, and at night wild beasts are infested, and the children are gone.

Even more cruel, strangle to death, and then find a pit to bury.

These hardships are basically female babies, just because they are not the main labor force, and they cannot carry on the family for various reasons.

This is the thinking of this era, and she is not qualified to say anything.

Thinking about taking out a lot of meat buns yesterday, it stinks if you don't eat it in this weather, so it's better to let the children eat it all at once.

Thinking of this, she didn't disappoint her son, nodded, and then arranged it in an orderly manner.

"Heavy three, you steam all the buns you bought from the county yesterday, you're making a pot of porridge, don't be reluctant to give up the rice, cook it thicker, your two brothers are doing physical work in the field, you have to eat enough, and those folded ear roots, you clean up, use the seasoning you bought yesterday to mix it cold, and eat it with porridge and meat buns."

Most of the people in the village have been eating porridge and wowotou all their lives.

So for steaming hot buns and cooking porridge, which has no skills, Zhu Chongsan will definitely be.

As for the cold salad, I probably know what I need to put in it, but I can't guarantee how it tastes.

I had an idea in my heart, so I took the buns, rice and origami to the stove room, and the heavy one, the two and the four did not rest, and they also went to help, after all, eating is the happiest time for them.

Ye Bing saw that Chongba in his arms fell asleep again, so he carefully put it on the kang, and then said to the system, "Ergouzi, I want to draw a lottery!" ”

"Okay!"

As soon as the words fell, the familiar virtual carousel reappeared, and except for the big thank you patronage, the other prizes were still hidden.

"Master, are you sure you want to start smoking now?"

"You can't seed if you keep it, smoke it now!"

After pressing the lottery button, the pointer quickly turns on the large turntable, and it is completely impossible to see what it looked like.

But as time goes by quickly, the pace gets slower and slower.

Until the pointer gradually moves towards thank you for your patronage.

Ye Bing was stunned!

Luck can't be so bad, right?

The expectant eyes and anxious heart exposed her panic at the moment.

As long as the hand stops now, the jackpot can be drawn.

But will the system really do what she wants?