"There is also a faint scent of wormwood, which will not be very strong."

Mo Yunqing looked at Mo Chuchu with a surprised look on his face, a little funny.

I got one into a bowl and handed it to her, saying, "Taste it." ”

Mo Chuchu took it and looked at the dark green lump in the bowl.

Under the gaze of Mo Yunqing and Wen Minyu, he dug a spoonful with a spoon and put it in his mouth.

After chewing twice, his eyes lit up and he looked at the two of them and said, "It's delicious." ”

Mo Yunqing smiled and said, "If it's delicious, eat two more, anyway, there are a lot of them." ”

Mo Chuchu nodded heavily, she felt that she could eat a lot.

Mo Yunqing and Wen Minyu also ate together, the skin of this first batch is not thick, and the filling is enough, and the batch that has not yet entered the pot is estimated to be not as delicious as the first batch.

"By the way, Chu Chu, you will pick some after eating and send them to your grandma's house."

Mo Chuchu bit the Qingtuan and paused, then nodded: "Okay." ”

She was a little scared of her, but she could.

It's just that her milk has a cold face, and the appearance of not smiling is scary.

Wen Minyu sensed that something was wrong with Mo Chuchu, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?" ”

Mo Chuchu showed a smile that was more ugly than crying and said, "It's okay." ”

Mo Yunqing couldn't control herself, and laughed out loud and said, "She, I'm afraid of her milk." ”

"Oh." Wen Minyu was stunned, and then said with a smile: "Harm, what are you afraid of, she can't eat you, not to mention that you are giving them food, her attitude towards you will not be bad." ”

Mo Chuchu wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he looked at them with a wrinkled face, sighed and said, "I know." ”

Mo Yunqing looked at Mo Chuchu's frowning face, and smiled a little helplessly: "Don't think about it so much, I'll go with you in a while." ”

Mo Chuchu was originally a little worried about whether he would be told if he went, but now that Mo Yunqing said that he would accompany him, he immediately turned cloudy: "Okay." ”

Just as they were chatting, the child's crying sounded.

Wen Minyu stood up and said, "Yiyi is awake, I'll go and pick her up." ”

As he spoke, he walked outside, washed his hands and walked to the room where Wen Yiyi slept.

Mo Yunqing looked at Mo Yinyin on the side and asked softly: "Yinyin will go to deliver things with the ancestor in a while, or wait for the ancestor to come back at home." ”

Mo Yinyin replied in a low voice: "Go with the ancestor." ”

Mo Yunqing rubbed her head and said, "Okay, then go together." ”

Wen Minyu came in with the child in her arms, Mo Yunqing looked at Wen Yiyi's little face with tears on her face, reached out to hug her, wiped her face with a handkerchief, and said while wiping: "Little crying bag." ”

Wen Yiyi nestled into Mo Yunqing's arms, with tears in her eyes.

It looks so pitiful.

Wen Minyu looked at her daughter who was particularly clinging to Mo Yunqing, and said helplessly: "Every time this girl wakes up and can't see anyone, she will cry, but she won't cry when she sees someone." ”

Mo Chuchu teased Wen Yiyi and said: "Children are like this, they will be scared when they wake up." ”

After talking for a while, Mo Yunqing returned Wen Yiyi to Wen Minyu, packed up more than a dozen wormwood youth groups, and went out with Mo Yinyin and Mo Chuchu.

At this time, everyone basically went to work, and the elderly were generally watching the children at home, or the older children were watching the younger children.

So Mo Yunqing took things to Mo Zhongjie's house, and basically couldn't see a few people on the road.

Don't worry about being seen, even if she is seen, Mo Yunqing doesn't care, after all, when she takes things to Mo Zhongjie's house to grind, someone will see it.