After Murong Qingyuan's words, Mo Li immediately retracted his steps towards the stove room, turned his head to look at Murong Qingyuan with a calm face, and whispered, "Oh, then I'll go write." After saying that, he turned around and walked quickly to the room, then took his book and sat down and began to read.

Li Linsong saw Mo Li enter the room to write, and said in hindsight, "I'm going to read too." After saying a few steps, he walked up the steps, and after entering the house, he also took his own book and read it with Mo Li.

After the two of them walked into the house, Murong Qingyuan looked at Li Linyu again. For Li Linyu, Murong Qingyuan was not as strict as Li Linsong and Mo Li, "Eucalyptus, you also go to the Huishu."

Li Linyu nodded obediently, "Okay."

After waiting for Li Linyu to also enter the house, Murong Qingyuan turned around and went back to the house, although Li Linsong and Mo Li had already started studying under his urging, his gloomy face did not show a smile, "Classes will start tomorrow, don't you want to do your homework?"

The two of them hurriedly put down their pens again and turned the book to the place where they were going to study tomorrow, "Yes."

The two of them finally figured out why he was upset, and Li Linsong immediately said doggedly, "Brother Qingyuan, we still can't, we still have to ask you to teach us twice first."

Listening to Mo Ziyun thank you for this and thank you for that, Mo Li now learns to say thank you very well, and Li Linsong immediately followed after his words and said, "Thank you, Brother Qingyuan."

After Murong Qingyuan said "um", he took the two of them to preview the homework they were going to learn tomorrow.

Mo Ziyun saw that the three of them had returned to their routine study every night before the accident, so she snickered and walked to the stove room again.

When he came to the stove room, he didn't forget to tell Song Nanzhi about Murong Qingyuan's discipline of the three of them, and said with a smile: "Grandma, the eldest brother and Sister Mo Li are now seeing Brother Qingyuan like a mouse seeing a cat, and Eucalyptus is also very obedient, Brother Qingyuan shouted and he went back to the house to study."

Song Nanzhi and Du's mother and daughter also laughed constantly after hearing this, but Song Nanzhi was different from other parents, Xu was only Mo Ziyun in the family before, and the home was too lonely, although there are more babies in the family now, and they are also lively, but the babies are sensible, and there are Wan Wan and Qingyuan in charge, and she doesn't bother to care about them. It's not easy to see the babies reading every day, and this will listen to Mo Li and Li Linsong again, Li Linyu was pressed to read, and some felt sorry for their unsatisfactory play, and said, "Haven't they already written, why do they still have to write? They are all little babies, and it's the time to play hard, so let them play more if they want to."

"And you and your brother Qingyuan too, don't hold books all day long, and go out for a walk."

"Hmm."

What is grandma's mind, Mo Ziyun knows too well, she feels that she has worked hard to study, and now there is no shortage of food and clothing at home, she wishes that she would eat, drink and play at home every day, and she can ignore everything else.

After Song Nanzhi finished speaking, Qiao Yulian also said, "When Gongzi Qingyuan didn't speak, he looked stern."

Then he smiled again and burned the fire to Mo Ziyun, "When Wan Yun gave them a lesson, he also didn't say or smile with a straight face, which is similar to Qingyuan's son."

Du Shi had already started to make cakes, and when he heard his daughter's words, "If you are not strict, how can you control that group of monkeys."

"That's right." Qiao Yulian stood by the oven and waited for the baked buns to come out.

A few people were talking and laughing in the stove room, Du Shi not only baked the cakes, but also fried the vegetables, and then ordered Qiao Yulian to go out to see if his father and Mo Tingyu had returned.

When Qiao Yulian went out to see, Du Shi quickly fried Qiao Yulian's marinated pork.

"Aunt Du, you can't fry it for a long time, the meat will be eaten after a long time." Mo Ziyun was afraid that she would be old, so she reminded her loudly.

"Don't worry, I know, I'm watching!" Not only can he work in the fields, but he also has good food skills.

Qiao Yulian went out to watch his father and Grandpa Mo sitting on the bench under the eaves talking, and shouted, "Grandpa Mo, Dad, it's time to eat soon."

"Okay." Mo Tingyu responded, and casually asked, "What delicious food did you cook today?"

Qiao Yulian said mysteriously, "Today I made a dish that I have never eaten before."

"It's not going to be another trick that Wan Wan has come up with, right?" Mo Tingyu this

It is Zhisun Mo Ruoye.

"Grandpa Mo, you're too good at guessing." Qiao Yulian was surprised, but added later: "But you definitely can't guess what to do."

After speaking, he went into the house again to remind Murong Qingyuan that he was ready to eat.

When she finished informing everyone and went into the stove room again, she saw that her mother had already robbed her of her job, and said unhappily, "Mother, you let me, I will fry it."

Du Shi is a person who likes to cook, and when Mo Ziyun was talking, she listened to it by the well, and remembered everything Mo Ziyun said, which would fry her daughter with itchy hands when she went out. "Are your Grandpa Mo and your father back?" Du Shi didn't let go and walked away.

"I'm back."

"They're all back, you still haven't brought water to wash your hands for Grandpa Mo and your father, you're going to eat in a while, what are you still doing here?"

Qiao Yulian snorted and turned around unhappily to fetch water from the basin.

"Look at what you can, you're not happy to be idle!" Qiao Yulian turned around, and Du Shi said again.

Qiao Yulian didn't reply, but Song Nanzhi helped her speak, "People have done everything, all they have to fry is left, I waited for you here for a long time, and you didn't let people fry the dishes after you finished frying, can she be happy?" It's me, and I'm not happy anymore."

Song Nanzhi also stood up from the stove as he spoke, and looked at the unfinished fried meat in the bowl of marinated meat on the side, "You leave the rest of the bowl to Yulian to fry, let her get her hands on it, otherwise she will make it in vain."

Mo Ziyun looked at the mother who cheated her daughter so much, and Qiao Yulian who was unhappy, she really deserved to be a family, and her love for cooking was so similar. also helped Qiao Yulian speak, "Auntie, let Sister Yulian fry the rest, so that she can do better and better in the future."

"Okay, let her fry the rest! How can I rest? It's not like her, it's too late for me to be happy." Du Shi flipped the meat in the pot.

Qiao Yulian came in with water, and a flower came out of her face with a smile, "I'll be here soon." Then he quickly carried the basin to the front yard.

Qiao Yulian went to go back quickly, and when she got to the stove room, she shouted to Du Shi, "Mother, let me."

Du Shi laughed angrily, "You're going to be fast!" Then he said, "Bring a clean plate, I'll scoop up the pan, and you can fry the rest."

Qiao Yulian turned around and took a clean plate and handed it to Du Shi's side, waiting for her to shovel the meat, "Bring it."

"I want you to say, I can't see such a big plate?"

After Du Shi shoveled up the meat, he let Qiao Yulian fry the meat, but he didn't forget to say, "This meat is big and thick, turn it a few times."

"Got it." Qiao Yulian replied briskly.

After Du Shi let go, he turned to Mo Ziyun and asked, "Wanyun, what do you want to do with the rest?"

Mo Ziyun had already taken a roasted bun in her hand, and while sandwiching the vegetable meat and putting it on top of the roasted bun, she said, "Put the luncheon meat, vegetable leaves, and fried meat on top of the roasted bun layer by layer, and then you can eat it after taking another cover."

Mo Ziyun said as she put the vegetables and meat on the roast bun she was holding in one hand, and after putting the vegetables and meat on the other roast bun, she covered it with another roast bun and walked to the stove, "Grandma eat!"

Song Nanzhi hurriedly waved his hand, "You eat first, grandma will eat when it's ready, you eat first and see how it tastes."

Mo Ziyun didn't insist anymore, only she knew better about the taste, and she took a bite after withdrawing her outstretched hands.

"What's going on?" Du Shi asked after watching Mo Ziyun eat it.

"If only the buns were fluffier." Mo Ziyun replied, needless to say, the luncheon meat is already very good after such a long time of adjustment, and the fried meat is relatively tender, and it is still good overall.

Hearing that the baked buns needed to be softer, Du immediately thought of a way to improve it, next time put more old noodles and add an extra egg.

"Good!" Mo Ziyun replied and said, "Auntie also tastes it."

How can Du Shi eat a few times at once, the host hasn't eaten yet, how can she eat first, "I'll pack them for Mr. Han first."

"Okay, Aunt Du, you help me pack it first, and when I finish eating, I'll send it to my godfather."

Mo Ziyun was sent to the Han family with Du's family. When the two of them sent the barbecued buns and meat dishes to the Han family, the Han family's meals were also on the table, looking at the barbecued buns sent, Han Chunlin was the most happy, he had already eaten the taste of vegetables once, and he didn't need Mo Aster to teach him how to eat them, but he didn't know what kind of meat it was when he sandwiched the fried meat, and he asked, "What kind of meat is this?"

Mo Ziyun introduced with a smile, "This is fried pork, which is eaten in a bun with luncheon meat and vegetable leaves." After answering Han Chunlin's words, he urged: "Godfather, godmother, you also taste it and see how it tastes?"

"Okay, let's try it too." The two also took the baked bun in their hands.

"You can eat with us." Yu Silian took the roasted bun and called Mo Ziyun to eat it together.

"Grandma is still waiting for me to go back to eat, godfather, godmother, you eat slowly, I will go back to eat too, I will come back to godfather later."

After Mo Ziyun finished speaking, she jumped and walked home.

When Yu Silian saw Mo Ziyun jumping on the ground, she couldn't help but shout, "You go slowly, be careful of falling."

Han Shuxian took a bite of the grilled bun with meat and vegetables in his hand, and after tasting it carefully, he said, "This meat is well done, tender and juicy, and it is more tender than our family's previous fried." After evaluating the taste of the meat, he commented on the steamed bun, "It's just that this steamed bun is a little dry."

When Han Shuxian and Mo Ziyun thought that the baked buns were a little dry and not soft enough, Han Chunlin, Li Linsong, Li Linyu, Mo Li, Murong Qingyuan, and Qiao Yulian all thought that this was delicious enough, Li Linsong took the baked bun and said while eating, "Our baked bun is much better than the baked cakes bought in the county."

Mo Tingyu said with a smile: "You still need to say this, don't you look at what is in our baked buns, can you turn so much meat into the baked cakes?"

Li Linsong smiled, "Also, there is not so much meat in the baked cake, so I sandwich some meat foam, and if I don't eat it slowly, I won't be able to taste the meat."

Mo Ziyun followed their words and took it, "Then we will also sell baked buns in the shop." After thinking about it, it is too uncharacteristic to call it a baked bun.

Li Linsong was the first to agree, "If our shop sells baked buns, everyone will definitely not buy baked cakes to eat."

Mo Li followed and said, "I'll go and shout again, let everyone come and buy our baked buns, I will also make noodles, and I will help Sister Yulian make noodles in the future."

Song Nanzhi quipped: "Your sister also said that you should teach you Sister Yulian to read, now it's okay, she teaches you to make baked buns, you teach her to read!"

Mo Li hadn't swallowed a mouthful of the bun yet, and opened his mouth and said, "Ah! I won't, how can I teach Sister Yulian?"