There's so much more to do.

When Feng Ge and the others were already asleep, in the darkness, the old man bent down to clean up the bamboo strips scattered on the ground, and when he passed by the kitchen, he looked at the pile full of two rice jars and various ingredients, and the old man smiled helplessly.

Do stinky boys carry so many ingredients with them?

dislikes it, but in fact, I'm afraid that I have long fallen in love with that stinky girl.

Looking at the quiet two rooms, the old man couldn't help but smile and shook his head.

Walked back to the main house.

There is no doubt that this night, Feng Ge and the others slept exceptionally soundly.

.............

Early in the morning, when the first rays of the sun rise.

Feng Ge and the others were still holding the quilt, immersed in their sleep, not wanting to get up.

That's when it happened.

Knock knock! A piercing sound of gongs and drums instantly pierced the calm and filled the entire courtyard.

"Get up!"

"How long is the stinky boy going to sleep?!"

"Hurry up, breakfast is ready!"

Beating the gong and drum, the old man said.

"It's okay to skip breakfast, go to bed again, sleep for a while." Yawning, Xiao Qianhuan said.

"What a stupid thing to say, breakfast is the source of strength for the day, of course you can't stop eating, get up, get up." Tear off the quilt in Xiao Qianhuan's arms, the old man said.

A moment later.

Feng Ge and the others, who had finished washing, walked to the table drowsy and dimly, and the moment they looked at the egg custard on the table, Feng Ge's eyes lit up, and his two paws immediately stretched out in the direction of the bowl.

However, before her paws could touch the delicious egg custard, the next moment, it was knocked down. 、

"Take the bowl in your left hand and the chopsticks in your right hand." The old man said.

Feng Ge immediately honestly held the bowl in his left hand and the chopsticks in his right hand.

As soon as they took a bite, Xiao Qianhuan and the others were stunned for a moment, and then they smiled, although they had not eaten their mother's cooking, but she believed that this was the feeling.

It's obviously not good to nag, but it's so warm and full of love.

It is said that the feelings of the people who cook are poured into the food, but I can't imagine that it is true.

"I don't feel this way when I cook a meal that I don't eat." The mouth was full, Xiao Qianhuan said.

Before the words fell, his head was caressed very gently by a demon, "So, what kind of feeling do you want?" Touching Xiao Qianhuan's head, he said with a smile.

"No, no, absolutely not!" Xiao Qianhuan said, immediately lowered his head and buried his head in eating.

Xiao Xinghan in the phoenix singer ring, holding his chin in both hands, the feelings poured into the meal cooked by the night master are for the master, of course Xiao Qianhuan can't eat it, and what's even more terrifying is that the owner of their family, who is full of love for everything but has a short emotional circuit, can't eat it at all.

Looking at his own master who was stuffed with his mouth, didn't listen to the conversation of Xiao Qianhuan and the others at all, and only knew how to eat, Xiao Xinghan shook his head helplessly.

It seems that he has realized Feng Ge's super amount of food yesterday, and the old man has made a surprisingly large amount of breakfast today.

Let Feng Ge eat to his heart's content, very satisfied.

"But, old man, when are you going to give me the map?" After eating and drinking, he looked at the old man Feng Ge and asked.

"Didn't I say it yesterday, wait until you tie out a hundred baskets first, and start weaving the main body of the basket today." The old man said.

"Isn't it? Learn again?! Raising his head, Feng Ge's face was already a look of despair.