"I happened to meet the fourth junior brother, and I heard that he was going to fight with someone, so let's take a look."

Mu Xuan smiled on his face, and quietly stepped on Xie Ziyue again.

Lu Qing's expression was gentle, with some surprise, "I didn't expect that person to be porridge." ”

Xie Ziyue: "......"

He's the one involved, and there's no need for the two of them to help him remember things again!

Sure enough, Congee Congee didn't know how dark her two senior brothers were, after all, they were in her heart, one was an honest person, and the other was a virgin.

At that moment, she was like a blind dog emperor, provoked by the two green tea scheming concubines, and glared at Bai Tian Xie fiercely.

The more bitter Xie Zi's heart is, the more bitter his life is.

He drooped his face and looked at the porridge with tears and chirps.

When will the little junior sister be able to give him more preference?

Grandma Qin looked at them with a smile.

She is a little looking forward to the scene of the gathering of several brothers and sisters in Congee, which must be better than the palace fighting drama.

Speaking of this, she asked, "By the way, do you still have a few senior brothers that we haven't met?" ”

Congee Congee nodded, "Yes, yes, grandma hasn't seen the sixth senior brother yet, he is taking care of Xinbao them, and I will be able to see the second senior brother and the seventh senior brother in a while, I haven't seen them for a long time." ”

"Senior Brother, Fifth Senior Brother, do you know where they are?"

Mu Xuan thought for a moment and shook his head, "I don't know." ”

Lu Qing touched the black cloth on his eyes, and looked apologetic, "I'm sorry, porridge, I can't see it." ”

Phew, load, load.

This black cloth is for him not to tell fortunes indiscriminately, and he is not really blind.

And that, what kind of seriousness is pretending, he dares to say that on the first day Mu Xuan went down the mountain, he must have figured out their whereabouts.

Their elder brother is usually a black-hearted man.

However, Xiao Dujun didn't notice the abnormality at all, and really thought they didn't know, so he sighed heavily.

"Okay, I originally wanted to say that Senior Brother Seventh looks good at drawing, and I wanted to ask him to help me draw for the game."

"There is also the second senior brother, he cooks the best."

Speaking of this, she couldn't help but suck her saliva.

I miss the steamed steamed buns of the second senior brother, they are big and fragrant, but they are delicious.

I just don't know where he is now.

Ay.

At this time, the back kitchen of the factory is in full swing.

Gu Shao skillfully flipped the spoon, and the dishes in the pot emitted bursts of fragrance, which made people drool.

The manager passed by here, but said, "How many times have I told you, don't cook so delicious, it's so delicious, those people eat too much." ”

Gu Shao wiped the sweat on his head and wondered, "Isn't it good to eat too much?" Everyone works so hard, and the more you eat, the more you have to have the strength. ”

"You know what." The manager gave him a blank look, "They eat all my money." ”

After speaking, he glanced at the rice in his pot, directly picked up the salt and poured half a bottle into it, "That's it, put more salt, so that they can't eat." ”

"What are you doing!" Gu Shao glared at him angrily.

The manager said: "I tell you, in the future, I will release it according to this amount, if I can do it, if I can't do it, I will leave!" ”

The other chefs next to him all lowered their heads and didn't dare to speak, only scolding in their hearts.

This door-picking manager picks the worst and cheapest vegetables to buy every day, and the workers have to be scolded by him for eating more than one bite of food, and he can't wait for everyone to only work and not eat.

It's just for the black-hearted ghosts.

But in order to make money, they can only endure it.

Gu Shao couldn't bear it anymore, he angrily took off his apron and shook it, "Lao Tzu is gone!" ”

After saying that, he strode out directly.

Blown by the cold wind outside, he subconsciously shivered, and his brain suddenly sobered up.

But no regrets.

People are iron, rice is steel, how can you do it if you don't have enough to eat.

Hey, it's just that this month has been in vain, and I can't get my salary.

No, he has to find another job, earn more money, and go back to the mountains to steam big steamed buns for his little sister.

Porridge porridge likes the big steamed buns he makes the most.

Thinking of this, he came to the fighting spirit again.

It just so happened that his co-worker group rang, and inside was a recruitment message shared by someone.

His eyes lit up, and he immediately rushed to the city on business......

Congee took the suggestions that Xie Ziyue had just made to Qin Yan to help her read them, and after listening to him impart his experience for a while, she suddenly realized that she climbed into bed and went to sleep.

The next day, after breakfast, I went to school with her small schoolbag.

When I arrived at the door, I happened to meet Huo Ji'an with a fritter in his hand, and hurriedly ran to the school.

Porridge ran over and stopped him, "Little thin pole, haven't you eaten?" ”

"Don't mention it." Huo Ji'an frowned, puffed out his face, and said angrily, "It's not a former father yet!" ”

Yes? Uncle Huo?

Congee Congee looked surprised, "What's wrong with him?" ”

As soon as he said it, Huo Ji'an looked disgusted.

"He didn't know what kind of wind he was smoking in the morning, so he had to let his father cook, saying that he was going to do it, but he boiled porridge and burned the pot, saying that he steamed buns, and it turned out to be steamed for me to eat."

As he spoke, he took out a bag from his schoolbag and carried it on top, disgusted with it.

Congee Congee glanced at it, good guy, if he hadn't said it, she would have almost not recognized this as a bun.

I saw that the bun was very small, not white and fat at all, and a little yellowish, looking wrinkled, and I could vaguely smell a little sour.

Porridge porridge's stomach was a little uncomfortable, covered his nose, and said in an urn voice: "Little thin rod, you can throw this away, it will eat people badly." ”

Who's to say it isn't.

Huo Ji'an looked sad and indignant, "I threw it to my dog, but the dog didn't eat it!" ”

He didn't want to take it, but his father said that his ex-father had been busy all morning, so don't break his heart.

Let him hold it, and throw it away when he can't see it when he runs away.

Congee Congee also sighed, "Uncle Huo, this is purely a waste of food, it's so hateful." ”

Who's to say it isn't.

Huo Ji'an shook his head, hurriedly found a garbage bin and threw the bun away, and took a bite of the fritters to suppress the shock.

Congee looked at him sympathetically, "Then can you eat this to your heart's content?" My grandmother brought me something delicious to share with you. ”

Huo Ji'an looked at her with emotion, but still shook his head, "No need fat girl, you can eat by yourself, it's okay, I don't eat much, and I can eat at school until noon." ”

If my ex-dad had to cook tomorrow, he wouldn't want to come home.

It's horrible.

Is that rice? That's poison!

Hey, I don't know why Dad is so used to him.

He sighed deeply and shook his head bitterly.

The problem is that he is used to him, and he is the one who suffers!

What kind of iniquity has he created!

Why is life so bitter!

He sighed three times in one step, and the eyes in Congee looked at him with more sympathy.

It's pathetic.

Fortunately, her family's food is delicious.

finally waited until noon, and as soon as the bell rang for the end of class, Huo Ji'an was the first to run out.

Congee Congee also hurriedly followed, overtook him, and said, "Little thin pole, I'll help you make a big chicken leg!" ”

"Okay, okay, thank you, fat girl!"

"You're welcome." The sound of porridge came from the wind, and when Huo Ji'an opened his eyes again, he couldn't see her anymore.

Porridge ran to the dining room, picked up her bowl, stood on tiptoe, and said softly: "Uncle, I want ten chicken legs." ”

She eats nine, and the little skinny one is one.

Just right.

"Okay." Gu Shao answered, bowing his head and eating.

Porridge tilted her head, the voice ......