181, the farmer's mother raised eight sons 105

"Lion Tiger, I made you brown sugar egg soup, and Chongji will bring it out to you immediately." Gu Peng galloped happily to the two people in the yard like a loose horse.

"Thank you." Ye Bing, who was pale, responded in a weak tone, obviously the pain suddenly intensified, making people completely lose their spirit, if they didn't listen carefully, they wouldn't know what she had just said.

"When did you get brown sugar in the house?" Zhang Daxian, who has regarded this place as his own home, obviously wants to eat brown sugar egg soup, but now the aunt is uncomfortable, it is a small stove opened for her by Gua Wazi, as a big man, it is naturally impossible to rob a sick woman, it is too cheap, so he asked where the brown sugar was.

There are all kinds of materials in the stove room, he can do it himself if he wants to eat, since Gu Peng's repeated training, although the food he makes is not perfect, but he can indeed eat, and he feels very good about himself, and even wants to do it for his father and mother after returning home, hoping to use his son's love to move them to the ground, and then give him a little more pocket money, perfect, and one more motivation to learn cooking.

"It's your business!" Gu Peng, who had already seen through this foodie, would not tell the brown sugar where it was, but that thing was in the big red envelope specially prepared for the lion tiger in the previous world, and the number was limited and outsiders could not use it.

And he quietly ordered the number of big red envelopes, except for the buns and baby milk powder and other things to consume, other things Lion Tiger kept well, obviously cherished this gift, and his heart was suddenly warm.

"Stingy!" Zhang Daxian pursed his lips with a look of disgust, since this melon baby recognized his aunt as his master, he couldn't stand the appearance of the dog's legs.

"Hmph." Gu Peng didn't bother to take care of this goods, so he directly pointed a little fart at him, and put a stinky fart by the way.

"Mother, this is the brown sugar egg soup that my brother made for you." Due to Gu Peng's young age, everyone defaulted to him as his younger brother, and no one ever corrected his mistakes.

"Hmm." Ye Bing wanted to sit up and eat a little, but her stomach didn't allow it, and she broke out in a cold sweat from the pain.

"Lie still, I'll feed you." Zhang Daxian couldn't stand it anymore, so he directly pressed her back to the recliner, and then snatched the bowl from Zhu Chong's second-hand and sat next to her.

"Huh?" This has always been Gu Peng's job, and now that he has been robbed by Zhengda Guangming, he feels very unhappy in his heart.

But thinking that it was not appropriate for his little arms and legs to feed in person, he squatted to the side angrily, and the lion tiger was uncomfortable now, so he finally chose not to mess around.

After Zhang Daxian scooped a little soup with a soup spoon, he blew it gently, and after the heat dissipated a lot, he put it on her lips and said softly, "Good, auntie, open your mouth." ”

Ye Bing, who was already weak, opened his mouth, and the warm sweet soup poured into his entire mouth, and after swallowing it carefully, the pain was also relieved a little, "Thank you." ”

When you are sick and uncomfortable, someone takes care of you patiently, and your heart can melt even if it is iron.

"As long as my aunt doesn't drive me away, I can feed me like this every day." Zhang Daxian didn't want to thank him, he wanted to please his aunt, and then stay openly, as long as he didn't mention the matter of silver, they were still friends of life and death.

If you choose to stay at the beginning, you are angry with your family, and by the way, you are suspected of being a kind aunt, but in the end you want to stay because this small family gives people a sense of happiness, which is the human touch that the Gaomen compound does not have, just like a stranded fish getting water, unwilling to leave like this, this is not about love, only about a relationship between people who have been in love for a long time.

"Impossible." Ye Bing would not agree so softly, after all, she has to raise eight sons, plus now she has a daughter-in-law and an apprentice, as for this cheap eldest son, she doesn't want it.

"Auntie, you are still so ruthless when you are sick, and you have no love!" Zhang Daxian, who has always felt that women are easy to coax, feels that he has met an opponent this time.