But he still left him something, for fear that the kid would not like it. (An uncle who has been in a cold war with his son for the past two days thinks so.) ）

"Hehe~" An Qiyue laughed dryly, what could she say?

Can she say it's not uncommon? Or don't you want this uncle's kindness?

However, she felt that this uncle was really rare and his daughter was.

"By the way, uncle, I mean, is it delaying your work?" She had forgotten about it, as if she had called his uncle up from the ground.

"It's okay, it's almost done anyway, just let the six sons come back in a while and let him finish it." If the stinky boy helps the lesbians, he can't help Lao Tzu.

"o(* ̄) ̄*)o" will do the same.

An Qiyue smiled silently.

"July, you sit here, Uncle went to the village to change two pieces of tofu and came back to try it." There are meat tickets at home, but there must be no meat to buy at this time, and he has to go to Lao Ge's house to ask if there are any fish.

"Okay, you can go." She doesn't eat uncle, they have to eat too, so there's no need to be polite.

It's too polite, but her uncle is uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

An Jiu Taile walked out of the yard, and An Qiyue sat in the living room drinking malt milk essence, not to mention, it was delicious.

She bought it herself and didn't open it, but she didn't expect the first time she drank it at her uncle's house.

After taking two sips, An Qiyue got up again and walked around the yard, which was almost the same as the original owner's memory, except that there were two more chickens.

It seems that the uncle's family has also started to raise chickens, and there should have been no time to take care of the chickens before, two big men, as for raising them now, is it the sixth son who raised them?

An Qiyue instantly felt the truth about herself, Liuzi must have touched the eggs every day to bring it to the female intellectual, hey, what's going on with a little romance.

An Qiyue has an understanding in his memory, this chicken is a prescribed number, all according to the number of people, and there is even a saying that "raising six chickens is capitalism, and you can't exceed five".

As for pig farming? That's collective, and individuals are not allowed to raise it.

Looking at the mountain not far away, An Qiyue felt that it could be arranged tomorrow, and he was idle anyway.

An Qiyue took a turn, sat back and went with malt cream, and An Jiutai also came back soon.

However, he has an extra fish in addition to tofu.

The geographical location here in Xinyue Village is still good, there are mountains and rivers, so it is not uncommon to have fish, you can go to catch it yourself, you can go to other people's houses to change, the captain and the people in the village will not say much, after all, it has always been like this.

"Uncle, you still got a fish." Of course, I didn't catch it myself, firstly, the time was not right, and secondly, I didn't see that there were no water stains on the uncle's body.

"Yes, your Uncle Ge is a good fisherman, and it's not wrong to go to his house to change it." This fish looks not small, and his niece is lucky.

"That's okay, uncle, you killed this fish, today your niece and I are in charge, and I will also let you taste your niece's craftsmanship." There is fish and tofu, and An Qiyue instantly thought of the menu.

An Jiutai didn't want his niece to work so hard, but he was a little moved by the thought that he could taste his niece's craftsmanship.

And he knows his own craftsmanship, after so many years, it is the level that can be eaten, since his niece has spoken, then no matter whether she makes it delicious or not, he will finish it.

"Okay, today, Uncle has a mouthful."

As he spoke, he took the fish to the kitchen to get a knife, and An Qiyue followed suit.

Now that you've decided to cook, you need to familiarize yourself with the kitchen environment.

An Jiutai looked at his niece's skillful movements and believed that his niece knew how to cook, and then planned to do the work of lighting a fire for a while.

The vegetables in the backyard are growing well, An July picked two cucumbers, a handful of beans, a few green peppers, and the uncle said that there is also a handful of sauerkraut in the kitchen.

At least compared to the city people, they can achieve food freedom.

For dinner, there is pickled cabbage fish, fish head tofu soup, cucumbers, fried beans with green peppers, and a pot of sweet potato rice, which is quite hearty.

"Uncle, do the six sons usually come back so late?" Look at the sky, the sun is setting.

An Jiutai is sighing that his niece's good craftsmanship has gone, how can he wonder if his son is off work.

"Don't worry about that stinky boy, who knows where he's gone." Maybe I'll go to the mountains again.

"Okay, leave him alone, let's eat first and don't wait for him." He smelled the fragrance when he was burning the fire, and he wanted to satisfy his cravings.

“······· All right. "Uncle said so, let's eat.

In my impression, An Qiyue and Liuzi should have the same birthday, but I don't remember who is half an hour old, because they have been arguing about this since they were children, in short, they all call each other's names, because everyone thinks they are big.

Just when the food was served, the courtyard door was opened, "It's so fragrant!" ”

It's the sixth son who has returned.

"Yo, Xiao July hasn't grown up in the past few years, and he can cook vegetables." As soon as An Wenliu saw this dish, he knew that it was not his father who cooked it.

An Qiyue didn't make any waves in the face of this cousin's ridicule, just smiled, "When you come back, wash your hands and eat." ”

"I didn't even get a meal when I came back so late, out of breath!" An Jiutai also saw that his niece was here, otherwise he wouldn't want to pay attention to this stinky boy.

"Heh, I was informed by the captain that a comrade's work in the field was not finished, otherwise he would have come back so late." Stinky old man.

Only then did An Jiutai know that this stinky boy was going to work in his field, and he still only greeted An Qiyue, "July, let's eat first and leave him alone." ”

An Qiyue looked at the awkward father and son with amusement, obviously caring about each other, but maybe this is how they get along.

"Okay." An Qiyue answered and began to sit down, after all, she was also hungry.

An Wenliu hurriedly ran to wash his hands, if he didn't hurry up, the more he smelled, the hungrier he became.

The three are harmonious? No, it's the snatcher with your chopsticks and my chopsticks, the food in the bowl, it's delicious.

After eating the food made by An Qiyue, An Wenliu found that what his father had made over the years was simply, a pig~, you can't say that, he is not a pig.

After eating, he touched his round belly, "Xiao Qiyue, you just live in our house, you only need to cook in the future, and you don't have to do anything else, how about it?" ”

As soon as An Jiutai heard this, he kicked over coldly, "If you want to eat fart, how can I be a cook for you in July." Hurry up and wash the dishes. "Don't think about cooking in July and washing dishes, how tiring it is.

"Hey, hey, let's go, I'm going." The stinky old man will feel sorry for July, he is a little cabbage, and the ground is yellow~

Of course, he will definitely not let Xiao Qi wash the dishes, which time did he not wash the usual dishes at home.

An July was arranged clearly at the uncle's house.

After the meal, the watermelon, after the washing, the uncle asked the six sons to burn, and she also found that there was a mosquito net in the room, which, she didn't have this treatment in her own home.

This uncle, dear!