"You did this?" Kong Shuyun asked her.

Qiao Mo'er nodded and said with a smile, "Now that there are fewer crabs in the river, we dug for a long time today to dig a small half basket, but let Mr. run into it, so I thought about sending some to Mr." ”

"Is that what you sold to Mingyue Restaurant?"

"Yes."

Hearing him suddenly ask this, Qiao Mo'er was stunned, but still responded.

"Not bad."

Kong Shuyun still spoke two short words, which made people unable to understand whether he was praising people or food.

Qiao Mo'er didn't dig deeper, pulled Dou'er to give him a salute, and then said goodbye and went home.

"I'm thinking about who I'm going to eat at today."

As soon as they left, the boy rubbed his hands together and looked at the dishes on the table, and his saliva was about to run down.

After the school was built, the villagers in the village shouted to invite Mr. to dinner, but Mr. refused, he was worried about where to eat at noon, and this Qiao Mo'er was sent to the door.

"Eat."

Regarding his appearance, Kong Shuyun shook his head helplessly and sat down next to the table.

This soup and dishes are all Qiao Mo'er's wasted thoughts, and the ingredients are much more stewed than the usual ones that she eats and sells at home, and they are also a lot more refined.

The color and flavor are complete, the little boy who eats is straight, and Kong Shuyun is also a chopstick after a chopstick.

In the blink of an eye, it's summer.

A few willow trees by the creek were luxuriant, and the willows hung down on the water, and below was a shady field.

When Qiao Mo'er let Qiao Xu be free, she made a stone slab to pad it there to facilitate her own laundry.

"Dad, mother, let's dig a well for the house, shall we?"

There is a well in the village, which is a little far away from home, and it is not very convenient for them to always fetch water, anyway, now that the family has extra money, Qiao Moer doesn't want her father to be so tired, so she proposed.

"Wait a few days, Mr. Kong's side will also dig a well, let's dig it with him." Qiao Guangfa responded.

The wound on his body has healed, but he has left a scar, and he can do heavy work or anything.

"Mr. Kong said that when the tables, chairs and benches are delivered, the school should be open at the end of July." Qiao Xu walked in from outside with Dou'er, they went to the academy just now.

"Then let's harvest the rice first, and then we can plant another crop." Qiao Mo'er said that it was already early July, and the early rice planted by their family could be harvested.

Only one crop of rice is planted here, and when the rice is harvested, the fields are empty. Qiao Mo'er thought of morning and evening rice, but she hadn't planted it before, and she wouldn't, so she could only talk to Qiao Guangfa and Han Shi once on paper.

Han Shi and Qiao Guangfa have always listened to her, and this time they decided to give it a try.

The farm was busy, and Qiao Moer grabbed the job of cooking!

It's really not that she's lazy, when planting rice in the spring, the leech left a shadow in her heart.

She is very willing to put down her book, and she stews fish soup and kills chicken.

"Miss Mo'er."

Hearing someone call herself, Qiao Mo'er came out of the stove house and saw Mr. Kong's little boy standing outside the door.

Since Qiao Mo'er brought them food for the first time, this little boy has come to her house to buy food two times in three days, and it sounds good to buy, but where are Han and Qiao Guangfa willing to accept cash?

In the end, I rubbed a few meals, and I didn't confiscate any of them.

Fortunately, Mr. Kong said that if she was asked to take care of the food, she would be free from the restraint of one person at that time.

Even if the bundle is halved, it will cost one or two pieces of silver.

Immediately, Han and Qiao Guangfa couldn't stop laughing.

After Qiao Mo'er calculated carefully, she found that this was obviously a loss-making transaction, but there was no way.

Fortunately, Mr. Kong is eccentric, he is not picky when he eats, what their family does, he eats with him.

After getting along for a while, Qiao Mo'er also knew the child's name, which was Anai.

When I came to the house, I guess it was to see that the meal had arrived.

"You're early, sit at the door and wait." After shouting, Qiao Mo'er went into the stove again.

"Miss Mo'er." Anai has always been lively, how can he sit still, so he leaned to the door of the stove house and said with a smile, "I heard that Qiao Guanglin is your uncle?" ”

Qiao Mo'er was stunned and raised her head from the stove, "It used to be, what's wrong?" ”