When I got home, it was already past six o'clock, Song Hongguo was tired and seemed to be falling apart, thinking that he had exercised out of holding the house some time ago, but the result was ......

Drew a merciless sneer from the system.

However, the two little guys didn't see much discomfort, only thinking about the yams and kudzu on the mountain, and wanted to dig with her tomorrow morning, but she refused.

She still thinks about whether she can find a way to save her effort and use the machine to help her work, if the two little guys are here, how can she steal this laziness?

It's just that I can't see their disappointed little faces, so Song Hongguo was impulsive, and said that he could teach them to plant yams, and planted them on the side of the road outside the gate.

When the brothers heard this, their eyes lit up again.

Song Hongguo was very emotional, how much she likes to grow things.

Dinner was simpler, Song Hongguo was tired and didn't want to move, when she was in the hot nest, she took three salted duck eggs from the jar by the way, put them on the cage and steamed them together, and pickled them for more than 20 days.

After eating, it was getting dark, Song Hongguo wanted to lie down and rest early, but the system drove her to make yam cakes like a life, which made her almost crazy, "Can't you get up tomorrow morning and do it?" ”

The system is even more crazy than her, "Aren't you going to dig kudzu tomorrow morning?" Where else do you have the time to make yam cakes? Are you fooling me as a fool? ”

Song Hongguo reluctantly discussed with it, "Then the day after tomorrow, right?" ”

The system was unmoved, "No, my male god is waiting to eat." ”

"Your male god doesn't know ...... at all"

"But I know, can't I be anxious for the male god?"

It was a waste of effort to reason with the system that became a love brain, in the end she did agree before, so Song Hongguo had to compromise, but fortunately, the yam cake was not troublesome to make, but there was something missing.

But that's not a problem, the system took the initiative to provide it to her, or free, butter, milk powder, and good-looking wooden molds, if it wasn't for the fact that it had no entity, I had to roll up my sleeves and make it for the male god myself.

That's it, it can't stop it from nagging on the side, when the steamed yam is crushed into a puree, she wants to make it delicate, so that the taste is good, and in the process of frying with butter, she is urged to put more sugar and milk powder, for fear that it is not sweet enough and fragrant, so Song Hongguo is annoyed, and she wants to pick a few times and quit.

Finally boiled to the upper mold, and the system thought that the pattern of the mold was cheesy, so it picked a lot of it for her, printed with some confessional patterns or words, and Song Hongguo laughed angrily.

It deserves to be a matchmaker, and she simply spares no effort.

"Do you believe that if you are verbose, I will share all the yam cakes with others? Don't give any of them to your male god! ”

"You, how dare you?"

Song Hongguo snorted, "What don't you dare?" By your fingers, I am afraid of you? I just don't want to quarrel with you, it's endless, right? ”

The system forced itself to calm down, "You promised me, you can't go back." ”

Song Hongguo was angry and didn't pay for his life, "What about repentance?" I don't want to be a gentleman. ”

"You, you don't want to dig up yams and kudzu anymore?"

Song Hongguo no longer paid attention to the threat to it, "I already know how to look for yams, as for kudzu, it is estimated that there is only one piece in the mountain, right?" Don't I know the place? You don't have to worry about it. ”

The system suddenly became angry, "You cross the river and tear down the bridge!" ”

Song Hongguo unhurriedly pulled out the yam cake in the last mold, and teased, "Wrong, it's the cunning rabbit that is cooked by the dead lackey, and the birds are good at hiding their bows." ”

The system snorted angrily.

Song Hongguo took a bite of the yam cake slowly, well, the appearance is similar to the snowy skin moon cake in the previous life, it tastes soft and glutinous and sweet, and the taste is really good.

She took a plate and went to the master bedroom while eating.

The two little guys let her go to the kang and lie down a long time ago, in the end, she was young, and she didn't look tired at first, but after eating and washing, she didn't feel energetic.

Seeing this, the system immediately became anxious, "You don't want to give me the male god to eat?" Do you really have to give it to someone else? How can you, how can you do that? Woowoo woo ......"

After saying that, I cried to myself.

Song Hongguo, "......"

Isn't it stupid? There were ten in this plate she served, but didn't there be ten more in the kitchen? That's not enough for it to be made by the male god?

"Woo, I don't care, you can't bully my male god like this, you promised, you can't go back, he confessed to you, and said that he would send you flowers ......"

Song Hongguo couldn't stand it and rolled her eyes, "Enough, I'll leave it for your male god, I'll give it to him tomorrow, right?" ”

The system's cry stopped, "Really? ”

Song Hongguo said angrily, "Are you blind? Is there still something you can't see in the kitchen? ”

The system only thought about it slowly, and his heart was steady, but he couldn't help but say stiffly, "That's only ten, if it were 520, it would be better." ”

“…… Shut up. "520, just exhaust her.

Unconvinced, the system muttered, "I haven't said 1314 yet." ”

Song Hongguo didn't bother to pay attention to it anymore.

The system is still unwilling, "You put one more one, and you can do it wholeheartedly." ”

"If you dare to be verbose, I'll just give them two, good things come in pairs, isn't the meaning better?"

“……”

The two little guys were lying in the quilt listening to the radio, and when they saw the yam cake she brought, they couldn't help but eat two when they got up.

A good night's sleep.

The next day, when she got up, the sequelae of climbing the mountain came, her legs were sore and sore, if it wasn't for the system that promised her that she would provide the machine to help, she really didn't want to go to the mountain to dig kudzu again.

She pushed the cart, the sky was not bright, so she went out, there was no one on the way into the mountain, and when she arrived at the place, it was only five o'clock, looking at the large piece of kudzu on the hillside, Song Hongguo urged the system to hurry up to the machine.

You know, kudzu is harder to dig than yams, and her wrists are really weak.

The system snorted, reluctantly took out a small tool, looking like a shovel, the front is narrow and sharp, suitable for digging, the most worry-free is electric, no need to make your own efforts.

With tools in hand, it is much easier to do the work, the kudzu in the mountains in the north is not very promising, the rhizome is only a little thicker than the yam, and it is busy for half an hour, and the car is full of it, Song Hongguo estimates that it will take more than 100 catties to say the least, she looks at the watch, does not dare to delay any longer, and rushes home.