"Girl, your craft is getting better and better." Professor Wen swallowed half of the radish and couldn't help but sigh.

Wen Yao hurriedly glanced at the big head, and was relieved to see that he was bent on the bowl in front of him, kicked Wen Xiuyi from under the table, and glared at him.

Wen Xiuyi laughed.

Slip of the tongue.

A pot of fish soup, a family of four, the one who eats is called a satisfaction, and the big head is sitting on a small bench with his stomach in his hand, and his mouth seems to be still reminiscing about the taste of fish soup.

After eating, Wen Yao soaked the rice that would be steamed tomorrow, Wen Jun cleaned up the kitchen, and the family sat in the house to count the remaining belongings.

There were less than 400 yuan left from the sale of medicinal herbs and the money taken out by the big head, so it was placed on the table, which made the family fall into silence.

"Dad, big brother, it's up to you tomorrow." Wen Yao looked at the money, and then at the father and son.

Wen Xiuyi patted his chest: "Don't worry, although my father's cooking skills are not as good as yours, I have practiced the skills of this fried rice for decades, ensuring that the grains are clear, full and the entrance is excellent." ”

Wen Yao rolled her eyes unceremoniously, and Wen Jun also smiled helplessly.

It's not that she has been practicing for decades, and she and Wen Jun are people who have eaten fried rice for decades.

There were four people at a table, only the big head tilted his head and looked at Wen Xiuyi with a strange expression.

Wen Xiuyi didn't explain, but just stretched out his hand and grabbed his youngest son's head: "Don't worry, business will definitely be hot tomorrow!" ”

Because it was the first time she went out of the stall, Wen Yao definitely had to go with her, not because she didn't trust Professor Wen's cooking skills, but because she had to see if their fried rice could be sold, in case there was no business, she had to find a way to solicit business.

The next day, before dawn, Wen Yao got up, first put the soaked rice in the steamer, and then packed all the side dishes prepared the night before.

Wen Jun and Wen Xiuyi followed closely behind and moved their things to the cart and loaded them.

The big head was awakened by the smell of rice floating into the house, and when he got dressed and rubbed his sleepy eyes, and followed the smell of rice to the kitchen, Wen Yao had already put all the steamed rice into the bucket.

Wen Xiuyi stood on the edge of the stove, the spatula in his hand flew up, and he was humming a minor tune that his head had never heard.

This little radish head couldn't speak, so he stood at the door, and Wen Yao saw it before he knew that he had gotten up.

Wen Yao pulled his head to the stool and sat down, wiped his face with a handkerchief soaked in hot water, and then beckoned to Wen Jun.

"Brother, you show him." After Wen Yao finished speaking, she reached out and pinched the chin of the big head: "Big head, open your mouth." ”

The big head obediently opened his mouth, Wen Jun stepped forward and shook the big head's head around, and it took a long time to close.

There are no sophisticated instruments, in fact, to be honest, I don't see anything just by looking at it like this.

"Big head, tell my brother about it." Wen Jun sat down.

The big head stared at him for a while, then opened his mouth and sighed.

Wen Jun: "Ah, be longer. ”

Big Head: "Ah......hh

Wen Jun: "Again." ”

Big Head: "Ah...... Yes...... Ah......h

Wen Jun: "Call brother, brother...... Elder brother....... ”

Big Head: "......"

Wen Jun: "Learn from me, brother...... Brother ......"

Big Head: "......"

After teaching for a long time, the big head just didn't say a word, and Wen Jun had no choice but to help his forehead and leave: "This unlucky child." ”

As soon as Wen Jun left, Wen Yao picked up, but it took a long time, the big head just didn't speak, and finally Wen Yao gave up.

The brother and sister got together and muttered, and Wen Yao recalled the description of talking to the big head in the original book.

It's a pity that I don't know if the original author gave such a setting and then felt that the circle didn't come back or that something changed later.,Anyway, the big head was on that day.,At that time,,Inexplicably, I suddenly spoke.。

You say God is not magical.

The only thing that can be said for sure is that this child will be able to speak in the future, but the time has not yet come, so just wait.

Today's breakfast is Wen Xiuyi's scrambled egg fried rice for the three of them, and it is the first time Datou has seen such rice, with clear grains, wrapped in golden eggs, sprinkled with a handful of shallots, and decorated with green oil, it is simply full of color and flavor.

If Wen Xiuyi hadn't urged him to eat quickly and delay the time to enter the city, Datou would have been able to count how many grains of rice were in this bowl.

"Let's go, let's go into town." After packing up everything, locking the door of the house, and putting the big head on the cart, Wen Xiuyi set off with a wave of his hand.

At this hour, the people in the village had already gotten up and started to work, and when they saw the battle of the family, they inevitably got together in twos and threes to discuss.

Some people wondered: "What is this Wen Xiucai doing here?" This carload is going to be moved? ”

Some people disliked: "It's good to go, I don't know when I will take the rest of the people in the village with me." ”

On the side of the old mansion, a young man who was about the same age as Wen Yao also ran home from the outside and went straight to the house of the two elders.

"Grandpa, grandma, my uncle pushed a cart and took the big head out of the house."

The youngest son of the Wen family's second room, Wen Fa, who came to report the news, was as old as Wen Yao, and his grandmother let him go out to play early in the morning, and told him to keep an eye on the uncle's house more.

So Wen Xiuyi and they just left on the front foot, and Wen Fa came back on the back foot to report the news.

Luo got off the kang, stood at the door but didn't see anything, the village was turning around, and the family didn't know where to go.

She frowned: "Did you see what was pushed in the car?" ”

Wen Fa shook his head.

Luo beckoned to him, Wen Fa immediately put his ear over, Luo explained a few words, and Wen Fa ran away again.

It didn't take long for him to run back out of breath.

"The door is locked, and so are the two rooms."

Luo said that he knew, so he sent the document and left, but his heart was still up and down.

This boss is not trying to trick a few children out of the house, is he? Probably not, right? Those are his children.

The family of four here didn't know what was happening in the old mansion, but they ran all the way to their new life.

After entering the city, Wen Yao and Wen Xiuyi took the big head to push the cart to the dock, and Wen Jun went to get the wok set yesterday.

When he arrived at the place, he saw the six sons looking around from afar, and when he saw them, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ran over.

"Uncle Wen, I'm still worried that you won't come." Liuzi said as he took Wen Yao's place and helped push the car over.

I saw that the tables and chairs on the stall had been set up and wiped clean, and firewood and some wood shavings were placed next to the stove.

Wen Yao's heart warmed: "Sixth brother, it's really troublesome for you, and I helped us all clean up, how much is this firewood, I'll give you money." ”