“…… Fuya, since cows and chickens and ducks can be put in the space, you can see if you can put the milk in it. I help you breed, sow and harvest grain and vegetables in the space. Mrs. Wu suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and felt that this idea was reliable, so she said.

Song Ziran thought about it, took Mrs. Wu's hand, and thought to herself: "Collect!" But the man in front of him did not move. She blinked a few times, shook her head gently, and said, "Milk, no!" This space can hold living creatures, but it can't bring people in. ”

Mrs. Wu was very disappointed, bent down and hugged Xiao Fuya, and said distressedly: "My Fuya, it's really hard." After breeding the pepper seedlings in that field, we won't get them in the future. You have already bought more than 100 acres of land for your family, and you will leave the farming to the men of the family. lest you become dependent and unenterprising! ”

Song Ziran nodded vigorously, what the milk said was right, she had to learn to let go. She has to do everything herself, what do you want the big men in the family to do? Give your family time and opportunities to grow.

Mrs. Wu said again: "The fields in your space, you can plant them if you want to, and if you don't want to plant them, they will be empty." You're not even five years old, so don't always think of yourself as an adult. ”

Song Ziran wanted to say that his current divine sense, whether he was cultivating or harvesting the crops in the space, only needed one thought, and it was not troublesome or laborious. However, she knew that she was saying it, and her milk wouldn't believe it. Milk this is distressing her!

"Okay, milk, I'll listen to you!" Xiao Fuya instantly turned into a obedient soft little milk bag, with a sweet smile, which made people can't help but want to hug and kiss her.

Mrs. Wu hugged the villain in her arms and shouted heartily.

Song Qingmo in the courtyard stood expressionlessly - do you still remember that there was a candidate who had just come out of the examination hall and needed your attention? After his mother took him back, he was still on the side, whispering to his little niece, hugging and hugging! He's starving to death, is there anyone who cares about him?

"Mother, don't you ask, how did I do in the exam?" Song Qingmo said resentfully, the expression on his face was like a resentful woman abandoned by a scumbag.

Mrs. Wu glanced at him and said, "Look at your half-dead appearance, you know that you didn't do well in the exam!" It doesn't matter, if you don't pass the exam this year, you will take the exam again in three years! With three more years of study, maybe you can get a good ranking next time. By the way, how did Zhu Xiucai in the front yard do in the exam? Can you take the test again and come back first? ”

Song Qingmo's heart became even more sour, and he said faintly: "Mother, who is your son?" You have the spare time to care about other people's rankings, but you don't care about your little son, don't you hear his stomach gurgling? ”

Mrs. Wu slapped her thigh and said, "That's right! I've got to cook! The talents in the front yard must not have eaten well in the examination hall these days, I have to make something delicious and treat them. ”

"Mother-" Song Qingmo's eyebrows drooped, and he shouted mournfully.

"What are you shouting? What about the soul? Look at your big eye bags, they are almost drooping to their cheeks. Go back to the house and lie down for a while, and call you when the meal is ready! Mrs. Wu said angrily

Song Qingmo did it again: did his mother find out that he was tired and hard? It turns out that my mother doesn't care about him, but she's just not good at expressing it. Also, in addition to being gentle to Xiaofuya, which of the others has her good face? He is the one who receives the least slap from his mother, and he is still the youngest son who hurts his mother the most!

Song Qingmo, who had regained his legs, returned to the room, threw himself on the bed and lost consciousness. The nine-day township test tortured every student like a dog. It's not easy to get ahead!

Mrs. Wu asked Jiumao to go to the outer courtyard to ask the talents if they had any dishes they wanted to eat. Most of the showmen said politely: Whatever the Song family's aunts do, they will eat.

Only Zhu Yuankun, who doesn't treat himself as an outsider, has sparkling eyes and ordered: "After the exam, of course, you have to eat spicy dishes to enjoy it." Xiao Jiumao, you help tell your aunt that we want to eat something energetic. ”

Song Jiumao gave him a big white eye, and said in his heart: Who is Xiao Jiumao? He is nine years old, and he is not Fuya and Xiao Shi. This Xiucai is too thick-skinned, let them order, and really order, when he is in the restaurant? A meal of dozens of dollars, and still vainly trying to enjoy the service of the restaurant, want to fart?

However, these guys finished their exams today, is it time to check out? Occupying their brother's room for so long, without saying a word, tsk......

He shook his head and came to the backyard, his eyes rolled around, and he smiled and ordered two dishes he liked to eat: "Milk, the talents said they want to eat braised lion's head, Dongpo elbow, and some spicy dishes, the spicier the better!" ”

Mrs. Wu frowned and said, "The spicier the better?" I'm not afraid of eating a bad stomach! ”

Bamao smiled and said, "It's nothing to do with us." They ate bad stomachs, isn't there a market for Sister Fuya's pills again? ”

Sitting on the small bench, puffing out her small mouth, and carefully peeling the green onions, Xiao Fuya looked back at him when she heard the words, and said, "Starling, this kind of idea is unacceptable!" As doctors, we would rather not earn money than get sick from the sick. 'May the world be disease-free' is the most basic morality of a doctor! ”

The white and tender little buns, focusing on peeling the green onions in their hands, how well-behaved and well-behaved, how cute and cute they are! Bamao's eyes can't fit anything else, and his eyes are all his own sister - whose sister is so soft and cute, his Bamao family. What my sister says is what I say, and what my sister says is right!

Mrs. Wu looked at the ingredients at home, and this morning she met a beef seller, saying that the cow fell into the ditch and couldn't survive, so she went to the government to record and slaughtered it. Xiao Fuya wanted to eat braised beef and fat beef hot pot, so she bought more than 20 catties of beef, and bought other people's cow heads, beef hearts, tripe, and beef shutters.

Well...... You can try today's Xiaofuya new husband and wife lung slices, in fact, shabu shabu is also good, fry the base, make good shabu-shabu, what to eat your own shabu, it's convenient. However, there is no such pot as Fu Ya said, don't eat the hot pot in your mouth, but it is smoked with ashes!

Forget it, just make a "husband and wife lung slices", a "boiled beef", plus the "Dongpo elbow" and "braised lion head" ordered by the talents, with two stir-fried vegetables. Soup, West Lake beef soup is good. Six dishes and one soup, perfect!

Taught Mrs. Wu to make "husband and wife lung tablets", and Xiao Fuya was kicked out of the kitchen, worried that she would be busy inside, and accidentally bumped into her, and it would not be beautiful if it was hot!

Song Ziran was doing nothing when she saw Song Simao walking in from outside with a string of quails - where did the fourth brother go? No wonder the old man said that he was like a monkey all day long, and he didn't do it right!