Dad: I will farm and raise children after quitting the circle

"Tingting, I told your dad that there is no need to cook tonight. Let's light the stove together." Su Qinghe said to Su Xiaoting when he came in to see if the water in the pot had boiled.

Su Xiaoting's eyes lit up. This weather was perfect for cooking by the stove, so she nodded quickly and asked, "What vegetables did you buy?"

She was also a foodie, and there was a foodie next to her who looked at him eagerly. Su Qinghe reported the names of the dishes: "Chicken, sashimi, cuttlefish balls, squid fillets, shrimp, oysters, beef balls, beef louvers, beef, mutton , donkey meat, fat beef, tofu, if these are enough, if not, I will ask my second wife to buy them when she comes back, and tell me what you want to eat."

"That's enough, that's enough." Su Xiaoting said quickly. She felt it was very rich and she liked to eat it.

Su Qinghe looked at Guaiguai and said, "Guaiguai, do you want to eat anything else?"

She shook her head obediently. With her appetite, it would be good if she could eat all the dishes her father mentioned.Not only was she no longer interested in the sweet potatoes simmering in the charcoal pile, she was even a little annoyed as to why she had eaten a mung bean bun just now.

She looked down at her belly, patted it, and felt like crying, but her belly couldn't hold so many things!

In order to get rid of hunger faster, she decided to exercise, climb the stairs, go from the first floor to the third floor, and then from the third floor to the first floor, and so on, and then she was so tired that she drank half a bottle of water.

"Why is my belly getting fuller and fuller?" She sounded melancholy, sitting on the sofa in the living room on the first floor in distress.

"Hey, don't worry about it. We can't have dinner so early. There is still time, so you will get hungry gradually." Chen Juanhua persuaded happily, why is this little guy so cute?

She sighed obediently, that was all she could do. There was no reason to leave so many delicious dishes on the stove without eating. She had to drink water first.

"The sweet potatoes are ready!" Su Xiaoting, like a waiter in a TV series, walked into the room with a big plate in her small voice, "Who wants to eat, sister, do you want to eat?"

She swallowed obediently and shook her head with great difficulty. She couldn't eat anymore.

However, her mother was a sixth child and knew that Guaiguai was going to wait for the meal without eating or drinking, so she sat next to Guaiguai and ate sweet potatoes. While eating, she sighed: "It's so delicious, sweet and glutinous. You are so good, Guaiguai." Don’t you want to eat it? It smells so good. Do you want me to smell it?”

"No!" Guaiguai refused loudly. As soon as she opened her mouth, saliva flowed out. She quickly sucked the saliva back and then raised her hand to wipe the corner of her mouth.

She didn't even have to smell it deliberately, she could already smell the strong fragrance in the air in the room.

"Take a bite, a small snack is fine. If you don't want to eat, you can help your father pluck the chicken feathers, or go back to the room to see your brother, but you can't wake him up." Bai Zhi accepted it as soon as she liked it, but she didn't dare. It was really annoying, and it was already very difficult for her not to eat.

Guaiguai still couldn't resist the temptation of sweet potatoes, so he took a bite of the sweet potato that Bai Zhi ate, then grabbed the charred sweet potato skin in the dish and smeared it on his hands. He laughed and ran outside to where he was squatting to pluck chicken feathers. Beside Su Qinghe, a small black hand quickly touched Su Qinghe's face.

"What are you doing?" Su Qinghe looked up at Guaiguai. When his eyes fell on Guaiguai's little hand, he immediately knew what she had wiped on his face. "Just wipe it on my face. You can't touch my clothes, you know." No?"

Seeing that his father was not angry, Guaguai felt a little bored. He squatted down and said, "Don't wipe it off. I'll help you pluck the chicken feathers."

"Wash your hands first!" Su Qinghe grabbed Guaguai's little hand with a black palm.

"There is water here, and it's warm. I'll use this water to wash my hands!" Guaiguai was talking about the boiling water that has been scalded with chicken feathers.It was even more impossible for Su Qinghe to let Guaguai wash his hands with this water, "This is boiling water, it's hot, it can scald your hands until they're cooked! Quick, go ask Grandma to wash your hands with hot water."

He pursed his lips obediently, said, "We'll pluck the chicken feathers together when I come back," and ran away.

Su Qinghe lowered his head and looked at the few feathers left on the chicken. In the end, he didn't continue to pluck out the feathers. Guaiguai said that he was going to pluck the chicken feathers, so he had to leave some for her to enjoy.

Then he saw that the boy who had come back after washing his hands was plucking the chicken feathers one by one. He wondered: "What's wrong with you? Why are you plucking them out one by one? How long will it take to pluck them out?"

Obediently said nothing and secretly rejoiced. She just had to slowly pull out the chicken one by one. This chicken was used to cook soup and make the soup base. The longer she delayed it, the later she would be able to cook the side stove. Her belly The hungrier you are, the more you can eat.

Su Qinghe couldn't stand it anymore, "I'll pull it out. I'll treat it as your help later when you help me wash the other dishes."

He still thought that Guaiguai wanted to help, but unfortunately, that was not the case. Guaiguai refused him. Su Qinghe just thought she was playful, so he let her play first while he went to wash other dishes.

Guaiguai watched and didn't stop him. She couldn't reveal her true intentions. Anyway, as long as the chicken was in her hand, it was enough.

She felt that she was still a little stupid. Why didn't she think of such a good plan at the beginning? She even ran to climb the stairs. If she had come to pluck the chicken feathers from the beginning, it would have delayed it longer.

"Sister, are you plucking the chicken feathers? I'll come too!" Su Xiaoting suddenly appeared. Before she could react, she had already rolled up her sleeves and pulled off the last feathers on the chicken with her left and right hands.

Guaiguai was numb. She could do the work for an hour, but it was finished by Su Xiaoting in one go. She pursed her lips in grievance and wanted to cry.

Su Xiaoting didn't care about Guaiguai. She worked very seriously. When she saw that the chicken feathers were plucked, she grabbed the chicken's feet and put the chicken into a large basin of water next to it, washed it, and then took it out and neatly handled the short ones. And small fur.

Guaiguai looked at it and became happy again. Yes, there are also these little hairs that are difficult to pull out. This can delay time even more, and it's justifiable.So she happily joined in again, not only happily catching fish, but also specifically told Su Xiaoting: "Sister, we have to pull it all out!"

"Don't worry, I'll definitely pluck them cleanly!" Su Xiaoting didn't even raise her head, and kept moving her hands. She helped the villagers pluck chicken feathers when she was very young. Of course, it wasn't as early as Guaiguai, who started helping when she was two years old. When it comes to plucking chicken feathers, she is not that good. She only started pulling them when she was more than three years old. But obediently plucking chicken feathers is fun and she can do it whenever she wants. However, she actually takes the initiative to help with the work and only cares about it. Keep your head down.

Besides, she is several years older than Guaiguai and has several years more experience, so she has more confidence to speak in front of Guaiguai.

Seeing her sister moving so neatly and so fast, Guaiguai, who just wanted to fish and buy time, felt anxious and wanted to persuade her sister to slow down, but there was no suitable reason.

In the end, she simply accepted her fate and stopped pulling out. Strike!

When she turned around and saw Su Qinghe washing vegetables, she paused again, and a hint of cunning flashed through her big bright eyes: If she couldn't go on strike, she could still help her father.

Having made up her mind, she walked towards Su Qinghe in a hurry, "Dad, I'm here to help you!"