finally deceived the foodie's son, otherwise I was really worried about the roast chicken in the pot.

Ye Wanying went to the side to wash the pot, wash the rice, and quickly cooked the porridge.

After that, the mother and son sat side by side by the fire, and the villain was not tired, and kept roasting the chicken wings on it with wire.

It didn't take long to roast this, and soon the sound of sizzling could be heard clearly.

"Little fool, get your wings out of the way a little, or they'll all be scorched in a moment."

The dumplings will only be roasted on the fire, and the others will not understand at all, so they can only look at Ye Wanying anxiously:

"Ma Ma, Ma Ma Gang Gang!"

Ye Wanying reached out to hold her baby son's two fat hands, and then pulled the wire back, but the side of the chicken wings was still a little burnt, but it didn't affect:

"Okay, you can eat it when it's cold and not hot."

The dumplings happily blew the roast chicken wings on their lips, and their cheeks bulged so big that they spouted on them almost every time.

Well, it's so cold that it's ready to eat soon.

I don't mind my own saliva!

Ye Wanying also rarely cared about this snack, threw a few sweet potatoes and roasted them on the edge of the fire, there were still ten minutes before eight o'clock, but I don't know if Gu Yujin can come back in this short ten minutes.

The dumplings probably can't wait: "Mama, can you eat it?" Asked aloud.

"Let's eat!" It's already windy on the mountain, so it shouldn't be hot now.

........

Gu Yujin was halfway up the mountain at this time, so tired that he wanted to fall to sleep immediately, his feet were completely mechanical, his slender body was still carrying a big bag, and his back was already bent involuntarily.

Eight minutes to go... Eight minutes....

You must resist these last eight minutes, you must!

Finding that there was a crooked-necked tree in front of him, Gu Yujin walked over and broke a branch from the crooked-necked tree to use as a crutch.

It's a lot faster than before.

The white rice porridge boiled in the cauldron had already been boiled, and Ye Wanying had three bowls to dry on the small table next to her, and there was only rice soup left in the pot.

After that, I washed the pot and prepared to fry the baby cabbage.

At this time, the dumplings had already finished gnawing the two chicken wings, and the whole little face was rubbed black and mushy.

After Ye Wanying finished washing the pot, she saw her son's little flower cat's face, and beckoned to her son: "Come and wash your little face." ”

How exactly is this eaten? Don't talk about the face, why do you eat all the foreheads? Ye Wanying was very skeptical.

Well, such a difficult action can only be understood but not spoken.

Tuanzi obediently stood by the water, closed his eyes and asked him to wash his face: "Well, Mama, it's so cool, it's so cool...."

The water in the mountains is warm in winter and cool in summer, but at this time, it is not yet winter, and the water outside is naturally cooler than usual.

"Okay, okay, go put your coat on, you know?"

Only then did Tuanzi open his eyes and nodded: "Hmm! ”

It's just that at this moment, I suddenly found a figure not far away, and my little eyes suddenly enlarged:

"Little uncle? Ma Ma Ma Ma, how can the little uncle become a beggar? ”

Well, the current appearance of Gu Yujin is indeed a little difficult to explain.

The camouflage on his body was almost dyed green, his shoes were covered with yellow dust, and his face was black with only two eyes.

If it weren't for Xiao Tuanzi's memory of this little uncle too much, he might not really recognize it.

Ye Wanying immediately glanced at the watch on her wrist, and just three seconds later, she was qualified.

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