Chapter 0129 Some people live calmly, some people raise teachers and move the crowd (three more ask for votes and comments, ?~

"Isn't it?"

Zhuang Lao also came over and praised, "These three consecutive signs, if there is a problem on either side, it will not be right." ”

"It's a good idea."

Several other elderly people also praised, "This method is worth learning." ”

"Alright, Xiao Xu went back to his seat and sat down."

Yun Lao carefully put away the materials and put them in his bag, "Regarding Comrade Wen Nian's application for membership, let's do it later." ”

He raised his eyes and looked at everyone present: "Everyone here is committed to the founder of my Chinese cultural rejuvenation, so I won't say much about those who have or don't." ”

"Don't worry, Yun Lao, we understand."

"Don't worry, Yun Lao, we promise not to reveal half a word."

"Today's matter, if anything is revealed, we can criticize it."

“……”

Yun Lao said, and everyone expressed their positions.

"Okay, then let's listen to the information brought back by the two of you now, I hope it will be helpful to everyone."

……

In Yongxing Village, Wen Nian didn't know that because of himself, someone was in Kyoto to raise a teacher and hold a meeting.

Her life was as plain and quiet as ever.

After making spring clothes, make summer clothes, and make autumn clothes after making summer clothes.

The twelfth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, the birthday of the eldest son.

It happened to be a Tuesday, and the two older children were at school.

The night before, she made a bowl of longevity noodles for the child, and the little one ate it with tears in his eyes.

When I asked him if it wasn't tasty or too spicy, he said it was because the noodles made by his mother were too delicious.

Today, in order to surprise the children, the lunch meal was more casual, but the dinner was prepared very richly.

"Mom, there are so many dishes."

In the kitchen, Jiaqing, who was adding firewood to the stove hole with his little hands, looked at his mother with a milky voice, "Xiang, I really want to eat." ”

"Don't worry, wait for my brother and sister to come back from school, let's eat together."

On the child's birthday, she never thought about having a treat.

A warm meal for the family is already good.

Unfortunately, because it is not a weekend, she can't delay her children's school and take them out to play.

"Qing'er, don't let the fire fall out when you watch at home, and your mother will send a bowl of food to your aunt's house."

The meal was almost ready, and the ribs were burning in the pot, Wen Nian washed his hands, packed a bowl of meat dishes and a large bowl of chicken soup in a basket and walked out.

"Mom, I'll be optimistic."

Jiaqing nodded seriously with a small face, "You go quickly." ”

"Mom's Qing'er is so good."

Wen Nian stepped forward and kissed the little guy on the face, "Don't play with fire, be careful of burning your hands." ”

"Okay, don't worry, Mom."

The voice of the milk dumplings is always soft and cute, which makes people's hearts melt when they listen to it.

"Mom will be back soon, obedient."

After speaking, the person had already left the kitchen and walked quickly to Deng Wenwen's house.

If it was an ordinary child, Wen Nian really didn't dare to leave him at home alone.

But these children in her own family, I don't know if it's an illusion or what, she always feels that her children are more precocious.

It is not precocious in the morphological sense, but psychological maturity.

In the past nearly a year, although her children are young, they have never caused trouble with her.

Sometimes, she even feels like they're trying to help her.

Let her mother be more comfortable.

It was precisely because of this awareness that she dared to let a three-year-old child be left alone for a short time.

Although he knew that there would be nothing to do at home, in order to be sure, Wen Nian's pace still sped up a little.

……

"Sister-in-law, then I'll go back first."

Wen Nian delivered the vegetables and soup to Ma Conghua, and turned around and went out without leaving a moment, "Don't rush the bowl to me, you can talk about it after eating." ”

"Ahh

(End of chapter)