Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

"So if you don't eat, the fish I worked so hard to catch and fillet will end up in other people's stomachs?"

Mrs. Song patted her but didn't say anything in reply. Erlang reacted the fastest. He took several pieces of fish with a bitter look on his face and stuffed them into the steamed buns.

When biting the steamed bun, it was as if he was trying to gnaw off a layer of flesh from someone.

But when the delicious food entered his mouth, he was instantly healed.

"Sister, if I let you know that you have this skill, I will definitely regret letting you cook the fire and wash the vegetables."

Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes: "I can't stop your mouth even if I eat!"

"Eat less steamed buns and save them for the next meal."

"I can't keep the fish fillets, so I might as well have all you can eat fish tonight!"

Ning Erlang said "Hey" hard and concentrated on eating, eating hard.

But even though the movements look refreshing, in fact, I always put the fish meat into Xiaoxiao's bowl from time to time.

Xiaoxiao accepted his kindness and kept helping him.

When doing so, don’t forget the other two people on the table.

"Mom eats it, and brother eats it too."

"Don't be reluctant, I'll go fishing another day after eating!"

"From now on, I will definitely cook delicious food for you in various ways and make the whole family fat and healthy!!"

It would be nice to hear this, but no one refuted it.

After Dad was injured, everyone was exhausted mentally and physically, and they really needed such a meal and such a dream.

It was just such a fish, and several people shook their stomachs and ate it all in minutes. At this time, the pigeon soup was also stewed with delicious flavor. When you poke it with chopsticks, the meat will fall apart softly.

Mrs. Song took the bowl and fed pigeon soup to Ning Fengnian who had just woken up. Ning Erlang also took the time to shout into the room.

"Dad, remember to clean all the bones!"

Xiaoxiao almost choked with laughter.

At this time, Rong Yan and his party, who had just entered the village, were knocking on the door of Zhao Hu's house, the hunter in the village.

When he opened the door, Zhao Hu looked at the fair young master in front of him with doubts on his face: "Who are you looking for?"

One of the guards stepped forward and took his hand.

"Second Master, I finally found you!"

"We are from your eldest brother's family, and we have traveled thousands of miles to find relatives!"

"This is your nephew."

Zhao Hu looked curiously at Rong Yan, who was staying quietly aside.

The latter took out the familiar objects and handed them to him: "There was a flood at home, and my parents were separated. My uncles took me to return to my roots."

New uncles:…

The subordinates dare not! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

It was dusk at this time, and smoke from cooking stoves in Fuyuan Village was rising one after another.

The door of the house next door was pushed open, and a thick-shouldered and round-waisted woman was banging on the door while holding a bowl of sea that was bigger than her face.

Rong Yan and his party, who had just come out after greeting Zhao Hu to get familiar with the environment, turned around and saw this scene.

Zhao Hu shook his head and introduced to them: "The Ning family lives next door. They have just separated. The one who lives here is the big house, and the one who comes here is the second room of their old house."

Aunt Ning held the bowl of sea between her arms, and the banging on the door became louder and louder.

This old house is dilapidated everywhere and needs repairing everywhere. But it was this door that Xiaoxiao first encouraged his brothers to strengthen.

In her words, not pretending to be a barb was her last act of gentleness.

So even when Aunt Ning's palms hurt from being slapped, the door didn't move at all.

Xiaoxiao said to her brothers in the small courtyard: "Look, this is called weakening the enemy's combat effectiveness."

Ms. Song glanced at her helplessly and stepped forward to open the door.

Let it go for a while, but after that, the two younger siblings will start talking again.

Xiaoxiao saw Song's movements and hurriedly raised her feet: "Mom, rest, I'll come, I'll come."

She rolled her eyes and pulled the door hard with her rhythm.

Outside the door, Aunt Ning was holding back her strength to push the door open. She accidentally used her hand to open the door and fell down.

Xiaoxiao avoided it nimbly and blinked, looking at Aunt Ning who was half kneeling and half lying in front of Mrs. Song.

"Why does Second Aunt need to give such a big gift?"