Chapter 634: Qiao Qiao's Morning
At 4:30 in the morning, the sky just brought out hazy colors, and Seventh Uncle and Seventh Aunt slowly pushed open the door of Song Tan's courtyard.
The eight dogs on the corridor raised their heads in unison, and seeing it was an acquaintance, they lay back down without a sound.
Not long after, they raised their heads in unison again and looked to the right side.
Only seeing on the stairs outside, Qiao Qiao was happily stepping on the steps and running down, while smiling and asking:
"Seventh Uncle, what are we eating today?"
What to eat, the most headache for those who cook is this problem. But Seventh Uncle is different; ever since he knew Qian Tianfu was coming, he had been holding a breath in his heart, and he really wished he could turn over food 12 hours a day. The fresh dishes everyone had eaten in the past two days were really not few!
At this moment, he waved and called Qiao Qiao over.
"In the morning, I'll teach you how to make a golden pickled cabbage rice crust fried rice—you've learned fried rice before, this isn't difficult. You go and scoop a handful of pickled cabbage first."
"Alright!"
Qiao Qiao didn't notice Seventh Uncle's anxiety at all, but was proud of his ability to learn new skills.
After all the greetings were finished, he pulled the rope of the little yellow cow:
Its brown little eyes blinked and blinked, and the eyelashes looked beautiful. After following Old Man Li, he was embarrassed and only let it rub a taste around.
Seventh Uncle thought about the train ticket he showed him yesterday, and at this moment, he sneered.
"Little Bear!" Qiao Qiao was obviously a bit distressed: "Don't get fat anymore. If you get fatter, there will really be a big hole opened there."
Fortunately, the old yellow cow was depressed, but its appetite was not reduced at all, as if it hadn't stopped ruminating all day.
"Little White, let's go for a ride!"
The little yellow cow had left its owner, and recently its mood was quite depressed, so Qiao Qiao was exceptionally careful in caring for it.
The heart was not a taste, so he simply didn't do it.
Until Wu Lan was also the same, livestreaming several times, the fans didn't exceed two hundred, and now she had calmed down.
Finally, following Qiao Qiao's footsteps, he came to the edge of the pond.
Speaking of this, I have to mention another heartbreaking point: there are too many rice buckets in the family, and the millet eaten is really heartbreaking!
Qiao Qiao didn't think so much, he just quickly found a place where the water grass was lush, and then pointed it to the little yellow cow:
But now, it has become a staple food that cannot be missing in the early morning of the old Song family.
But looking at him being happy, innocent, and lively every day, no matter how you look at it, he seems more like a big child who needs protection!
Thinking like this, he couldn't help but feel proud again. Over there, he directed Qiao Qiao to quickly stir-fry a large pot of fried rice, and over here, he stirred the fragrant millet porridge, and in the steamer on the left, there were still a few drawers of rice cakes—
Over there, Seventh Uncle had already directed Fang Hang to quickly prepare ingredients and cut vegetables.
And then he went to see Little Wang, and changed him into a new bib—Little Wang loved bright red, and this time it was a bright red with white dots made by Grandma tearing cloth.
And Qiao Qiao came to the back mountain, as usual, first went to see Little Bear, who hadn't been seen for a long time, and at this moment, sighed exceptionally maturely.
"Little Yellow, let's go eat! Let's go to the edge of the pond on the back mountain today! No one has pulled grass for a long time, and the wild grass around there has grown again."
He finished being happy, and then turned to the duck shed area, looking at Little White, who was becoming more robust at the door of the duck shed, and waved his hand excitedly:
Looking and looking, he couldn't help but feel sorry: this child, this knife skill, what stable and good talent, learning everything he remembers! It's a pity how he...
Although it's very sad to change owners, the delicious food in the new owner's house is too much!
Contradictions intertwined, making Tian Ye feel very conflicted when he heard this title.
Can Old Man Qian's apprentice be more pleasing than our Qiao Qiao?
Thinking like this, Qian coming over is not a bad thing.
"Little Yellow, you can eat there; wait until you are full and it's hot, then you can soak in the pond yourself, and I'll come to pick you up later."
He was happy, and then turned to the pig pen and chicken pen, Qiao Qiao raised his voice and shouted: "Don't be anxious, wait a moment, Dad will come to feed you, I don't have time now!"
And the most diligent Yan Ran and her four apprentices had already returned from the mountain.
But thinking about it, who in the world can be more simple and enthusiastic than Fang Hang?
Qiao Qiao was also extremely happy, squatted down and hugged it with both hands, and hugged the heavy it up:
—The routine inspection of the working dog also starts from early morning!
"I'm going to herd the cow!"
Tian Ye looked up at him, and said "um" very uncomfortably, then lowered his head to continue working.
Looking at the pig pen and chicken pen over there, Qiao Qiao raised his voice and shouted: "Don't be anxious, wait a moment, Dad will come to feed you, I don't have time now!"
And the most diligent Yan Ran and her four apprentices had already returned from the mountain.
But thinking about it, who in the world can be more simple and enthusiastic than Fang Hang?
Qiao Qiao was also extremely happy, squatted down and hugged it with both hands, and hugged the heavy it up:
Rationally, I know Qiao Qiao is older than me, so calling me brother is normal.
"Moo—" Little Yellow let out a long cry, and then followed him from the back mountain, passing through the watermelon field and peach forest guarded by Little Wang.
"Little Wild brother!" Qiao Qiao liked this boy younger than him very much, and at this moment, the tone of his instructions was exceptionally like Until Wu Lan:
The rice was cooked last night, and at this moment, it was taken out of the refrigerator, paired with the rice crust made by vacuuming before, and the speed of breakfast was beautiful.
When the bow tie on the back of the neck was tied, Little Wang was indeed exceptionally satisfied, holding his head high and walking towards the peach forest.
And at this moment, Fang Hang looked at the mottled fish scales on the soles of his feet, and couldn't help but be happy: "Wow! Little Orange caught fish by himself again! So amazing!"
At five o'clock, the courtyard gradually became beautiful, and almost everyone got up at this time.
Little Yellow was happily eating the tender wild grass of the new crop.
It was also very patient and detailed.
"Goose, goose, goose!"
The air conditioner in the kitchen was blowing, and the four apprentices didn't feel how hot it was.
"Come, the mountain road is not easy to walk, I'll hold you!" "Moo—"
Fortunately, stick with it for another month, and when Old Man Qian starts cooking over there, there will be no employee meals here.
Over there, Tian Ye had been picking houttuynia beautifully at five o'clock.
He, Song Qiao Qiao, had a full schedule today.
When the meal was cooked, the tea eggs on the side were off the fire, gradually cooling down, and the rich aroma slowly contracted and was not so arrogant.
It's a pity, Seventh Uncle was originally keen on teaching on Tremor. But this old man is face-saving, seeing the apprentice's fans rising without money, and doing it once only had dozens of likes...
"Moo—"
—That's gone too.
And now...
The temperature this year is a bit low, it hasn't rained for a long time, we have to go to the top of the mountain to see the water outlet, and measure the temperature and humidity, etc...
"Be careful! Remember to use a stick to push it before pulling grass, otherwise there will be snakes! There are several water snakes in the pond!"
No wonder the few kittens grew so fast, Mom said fish is the most nutritious! ===== CHAPTER 635 =====
End of Chapter
