Chapter 349: Stir-fried meat with bamboo shoots.
Although Feng Mu did not practice martial arts, she insisted on exercising every day. Coupled with the good things Feng Jiuyou gave her, her physical fitness was quite good.
It’s just picking up a little baby that’s over one year old, it’s not just about reaching out.
Before the two of them reached the field, they saw Mr. Feng standing next to a pile of sweet potatoes, energetically directing his children and grandchildren to work.
“You bastards, be careful. If you dig one out, you’ll be waiting for a meal of fried meat with bamboo shoots.”
"Grandpa, don't worry. My aunt said these must be kept for seeds. We will definitely be careful."
Rokuro said in a high mood, maybe because he was too excited and lost his accuracy. Go down, stop until there is a crisp sound, and you will know that several are broken.
"I...this...wow wow...the seeds were dug up by me, the seeds were dug up by me."
Rokuro cried anxiously. He was not afraid of that meal. Fried meat with bamboo shoots, but lost so much grain. Will his aunt be very disappointed with him?
“What’s going on?”
Feng Jiuyou walked up to Liulang, gently stroked the top of his head and asked softly.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I dug up the sweet potatoes...uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Liu Lang, be good, aunt knows you didn't mean it. It just so happens that aunt is still thinking about drinking sweet potato porridge tonight. Now we have the ingredients, and it's not a waste.
In the evening, aunt Can I cook sweet potato porridge for you? ”
"Okay." After hearing Feng Jiuyou's words, Liulang wiped his tears and nodded vigorously.
When he raised his head again, he saw everyone in the Feng family staring at him with funny faces.
“I’m already 7 years old, but I’m still crying at no matter how old I am.”
Dalang couldn’t help but say.
"Sixth brother is so shy, but Qilang doesn't even cry."
Qilang was still finishing his blows at the side.
"Brother is shy..." Ruanruan also clapped her hands and shouted.
The soft and adorable sound of her breasts instantly made everyone burst into laughter.
"Ahem..." Mr. Feng, who was almost laughing, coughed lightly as the head of the family.
Everyone stopped and looked at him.
“It’s time to pack up and go back.”
“What should we do with these sweet potatoes?”
“Just put them in the ground to dry. Are you afraid that someone will come to take them? The soil is easier to store if it is dried. "
Jiuyou Island belongs to Feng Jiuyou, who dares to steal from their land if they want to die.
It's been a long time since I've worked. You guys may be a little uncomfortable and went to bed early.
Feng Jiuyou, Feng Chenjue, Feng Chenrui and Feng Chenyi did not sleep, so they all gathered in the study.
"Youyou, why did you come to us?"
As the eldest brother, Feng Chenjue asked happily. The younger sister has not arranged for him to do anything for a long time.
"Eldest brother, second brother, third brother, I have called you here today and I really need help with something."
"Youyou, if you have anything to say, just tell me."
The second brother Feng Chenrui also spoke quickly, not forgetting to glare at Feng Chenyi.
Most of the time, the third brother works beside Youyou. Is it rare that the younger sister can use him? If he didn't speak quickly, there was no guarantee that his third brother would be the first to speak.
Feng Chenyi just smiled and did not speak. He was not stupid. Since the little sister called them all over, she must have something to say.
Fortunately, he did not marry a wife, otherwise my younger sister would definitely leave him behind.
Isn’t that what the eldest brother and the second brother are? If they follow Youyou around to do things and run around, the elder sister-in-law and the second sister-in-law are not allowed to have any objections.
"After two years of practicing martial arts, you should have no problem protecting yourself. I plan to start an uprising in half a month, and I need your help.
Brother, you are responsible for the taxation of each village Question, by the way, if anyone is willing to sell the excess sweet potatoes, next year’s new grain seeds will be sold to him first.”
(End of this chapter)