"Mom, you're ......"

Jiasheng was frightened by his mother's reaction, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Not really."

Wen Nian's face softened slightly, took the paper bag in the child's hand, and said disgustedly, "What do you do to wrap meat in newspaper?" Look at the black stains that are stuck to it. ”

"Wash it and it's clean."

Seeing that his mother's face softened, Jiasheng was a little more courageous, "Mom, I'll light the fire, are you good at cooking?" ”

"Why are you so careful when talking to your mother?"

Wen Nian turned his head to look at him, "Let my mother feel that you are not my son anymore." ”

"Mom, what do you want?"

Jiasheng's heart was slightly sudden, and he answered with a busy smile, "Even if I turn to ashes, I will always be your son." ”

"Bah, what kind of ashes are good."

Wen Nian scolded with a smile, "Our family has to be fine, you are not allowed to talk nonsense, and you can't talk nonsense." ”

"You stupid boy, hurry up and bhah."

Don't blame her for her chatter, from the moment she wore here, her previous firm materialistic beliefs were shattered.

So when she heard the child say that, the woman was a little panicked.

"Bah, baba, children's words, children's words."

Jiasheng snorted obediently a few times, added two sentences, and then smiled innocently, "Mom, it's okay this way." ”

"Well, don't talk nonsense in the future, you know?"

Wen Nian also smiled, but he still couldn't help but say more, "By the way, I didn't mean that I wanted to come to help my mother light the fire, let's go." ”

The mother and son walked towards the kitchen, and by the way, they called the two children who were still playing in the yard back to the house.

The sun is going down, and it's getting colder and colder outside, but you can't let the two little ones freeze out again.

The sister and brother were also obedient and obediently agreed to enter the house.

After playing for a while, Xinxin took her brother's little hand and came to the kitchen door: "Mom, do you want me and my brother to help?" ”

"Mom will call you when she needs your help."

Wen Nian, who was picking vegetables, turned his head and smiled at the two children, "Go back to play first, it's good to have my mother and brother here for the time being." ”

"Then mom has to talk and count."

Xinxin also advised, "I took my brother to play." ”

This kid ......

Wen Nian watched the two children disappear at the door of the kitchen, chuckled and did not speak.

Taking advantage of the time when Jiasheng was cooking rice and cooking meat, Wen Nian hurriedly went to the backyard to pick some green peppers in his own field and cut two green vegetables back.

"Mom, there's hot water in the pot in the back, you always have some water."

Jiasheng was about to reach down when he saw his mother getting cold water, and hurriedly reminded, "Your body can't be cold anymore." ”

"Listen to Sheng'er."

Wen Nian made a move, then smiled and agreed, got up and took the scoop and made hot water, and then carefully cleaned the dishes.

The mother and son worked together, and a meal was prepared quickly.

Back to the pot meat, fried vegetables in lard, not to mention how fragrant.

After stir-frying the vegetables, she also added half a scoop of water to cook a pot of delicious clear soup.

"You serve the food, I'll serve the soup."

Jiasheng watched his mother look at the food he cooked with satisfaction, and the corners of his lips raised a happy smile.

"That's not good, don't fight with your mother."

When the words fell, Wen Nian didn't give the child a chance to speak, and left the kitchen after serving the soup.

Don't forget to remind: "Sheng'er, you bring the rice." ”

"Just wait for Mom to come again."

"Mom, I'll wash the dishes."

At this time, Xinxin, who heard the movement, ran from the side of the hall, "Slow down, don't be in a hurry." ”

Soon the meal was served, and even the youngest Jiaqing staggered to help with the chopsticks.

"Ouch, mommy's little babies are so sweet."

Wen Nian wiped his hands on the apron and dropped a kiss on the children's foreheads one by one, "I know how to help my mother work at such a young age." ”