Chapter 49: I'm Growing Body

Mu Tiancheng watched Qing Huan turn around and run away in a panic, not daring to see him, probably for fear of embarrassment, so he slowed down and waited until he couldn't see her, and then walked to the back.

Qing Huan trotted all the way to the village and the main road leading to the town.

It's just that when Mu Tiancheng stood on the slope covered with grass, he could see Qing Huan's back.

In the morning, I heard Xiaopan say that the girl went to work in a restaurant in the town, so she should go there at this time.

Just thinking about it, the phone in my pocket remembered.

"Tiancheng, today Monday, I'm going to start work, you and Xiao Pan have lunch at noon, wait for your uncle to come back and cook it."

It was Cao Shufen who called, she went to work again today, but the post office was far away, and she couldn't come back in a hurry, so she didn't go home at noon.

"No, I'll just cook it then, don't let my uncle run back and forth."

It's hot, the brick factory is a little far away, and the noon time is delayed, and I can't take a lunch break, and my uncle is driving a tractor, and it's very unsafe when people are too tired to drive.

"Okay, I'll go to work first."

Mu Tiancheng hung up the phone.

If his uncle doesn't come back at noon, he has to cook, and he can't let his eight-year-old cousin cook it, but he cooks it......

frowned, biting a piece of grass and still not wanting to do it for the time being.

By noon.

Chubby looked at the two dishes on the table that were fried black and mushy, and the rice was still not cooked.

"Cousin, I'm only eight years old, and I'm growing ...... body."

Eating such a meal, I don't know how he will grow up~ It's not high, it's distressing~ My cousin is handsome, and his cooking skills are not good, he is not as good as his mother, and his mother can still cook rice and eat it.

"I know!" Mu Tiancheng's brows furrowed.

Unexpectedly, cooking rice was far more difficult than he imagined, he had never cooked before, and he rarely went into the kitchen.

grabbed a handful of hair and put the chopsticks down, "Don't eat it!" ”

Xiaopang immediately spit out the bite of the dish he had just bitten, and the salt died, I don't know how much salt this cousin put in it, and his feelings are that he thinks that salt is cheap and he doesn't want money.

"Cousin, I'm hungry~" Chubby touched his flat belly, his eyes complaining.

At this time, Qing Huan was just going home, and her voice sounded in the courtyard next door.

"By the way, just let my sister cook it for us." After saying that, he ran out of the smoke.

Mu Tiancheng wanted to shout that he didn't have time, just eat some biscuits when he was hungry, that girl just came back, and now the weather is hot, go to cook again, I'm afraid that she will be hot.

It didn't take long for Qing Huan next door to be pulled over by Ye Xiaopang, Qing Huan didn't want to come over, but I heard that Mu Tiancheng's cooking couldn't be eaten, and they hadn't eaten yet, so they wanted to take some rice at home, but they saw that the pot was empty, my mother and sister had already eaten, and my mother was usually very picky, and she never cooked too much.

Originally, Xiaopang was going to be sent to his grandmother's house during the holiday, but because he came to Mutiancheng, his cousin was afraid that he would be too quiet alone, so he asked Xiaopang to stay with him.

When Qing Huan came over, he saw Mu Tiancheng washing vegetables.

His face was a little red, and he was still embarrassed to see him.

"Just two bowls of noodles."

Now it will take a long time to cook rice in the pot, so it is better to simply cook two bowls of noodles to eat, so that this girl can go back early and rest for a while at noon.

Qing Huan thought that he was hungry and thought that cooking would take more time, so he nodded uncomfortably.

I saw that there were eggs in the kitchen, as well as the leftover meat cooked by Mu Tiancheng before.

Immediately started to do it, Cai Mu Tiancheng had already washed it and put it there.

Uncle Tang's house is one of the few households that uses liquefied gas and cooks quickly.

Five minutes later, two bowls of hot noodles are out of the pan.

It's just a simple ingredient, but it smells great.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Mu Tiancheng holding a towel.