When you wear it, it becomes a "mother"

After what happened last time, Tang Yue will walk around when he sees Chunlan from a distance, and hide if he can. He is not fully familiar with him in the village now, so he doesn't want to be judged by others because of such a thing. of.

Chunlan didn't dare to make mistakes when there were many people on weekdays. After all, she was from a village. If she did too much, the villagers would watch her, and her spine would be broken.

In fact, she didn't fall in love with Tang Yue on a whim, and she didn't mainly look at Tang Yue's face. Although she looks good, she is popular, but she is not a little girl who doesn't care about people. She looks so good that she can't be eaten. That date said that Tang Yue is not only good-looking, but also good at making money, and she would not just assume that Tang Yue is clinging on to him. That date is naturally the village chief, and the date introduced a man to her. She doesn't know what An's intentions are, but Chunlan also knows in her heart that the village head is not a permanent matter, he is a big man in the village, and it is impossible to marry her to save face, so to live comfortably for the rest of her life, she has to find another way No, no, as soon as the good friend told her, she put her mind on Tang Yue.

She looks good and earns money. Whether she is married or not has children is not so important. Anyway, if she marries in the future, she will definitely have her own children. It is not up to her to decide what is more important at that time.

If you say that Chunlan really has a good plan, it doesn't matter if she can succeed or not.

Let's not talk about anything else, even if she looks good, Tang Yue really doesn't call her at all, and he can't even avoid it. How could he marry her, let alone Tang Xin is Tang Yue's heart now, if he knows her heart Still having this thought, a good old man like Tang Yue might drive her out with a broom.

But she didn't know anything about these things in her heart, and she was still thinking about when she would go to Tang Yue's house again, and it would be best to hook her up on the bed at once, and everything would be done after the raw rice was cooked.

Tang Yue didn't have time to talk to her, and he didn't have time to accompany her to get nervous.

The milk production of the dairy goats at home has been severely reduced, and there is only one bowl left that can be squeezed out every day, which is not enough for Tang Xin, whose appetite is getting better and better. Years old, even if supplementary food is added, it is only as a small snack. Now he can't breastfeed, and the milk goats have no milk. At the critical moment when Tang Xin is developing, he must supplement enough nutrition, so he spends all his time on how to feed Tang Xin. Cook all kinds of meals that suit him.

The types of food that Tang Xin could eat were very limited. Coarse grains were rich in nutrients, but they were not easy to absorb. He was still young and his digestive function was too weak, so he could only eat grains.

Tang Yue was still thinking that he must find someone to make a small stone mill, but the stone mill was brought into his home.

Although Lijia Village has a large population, it is not close to the county seat. The people in the village have been dutiful farmers all their lives. Except for some young people, the number of times they have entered the county seat is very small, and no one has any rich relatives. Therefore, these people from the village received special attention on this day.

A few bearers carried a fancy sedan chair, and the sedan chair curtain was lifted frequently, revealing an immature and round face, it was Zhao Qingzhi or someone else.

"Hey, what kind of big family is this posture?"

From a distance, Chunlan saw the crowd gathered together, gesticulating at the intersection and talking cheerfully. When she moved closer, she saw the conspicuous little sedan chair.

"I don't know. No one in Murakami has such relatives. Look at the big box at the back, tsk tsk, I don't know what it's in."

Chunlan looked at it again with envy and jealousy, and it was indeed a big box, "It's really good luck for eight lifetimes to have a relative like this at the stall."

Zhao Qingzhi had never been to this place before, and he didn't know what these people were chattering around him. He looked and looked in the crowd, but he didn't find the person he was looking for. "Pear blossom."

"Young master." Lihua leaned forward and bent her head.

"Ask them, where does Tang Yue live?"

When Tang Yue left that day, he even forgot to ask his name, but fortunately Blacksmith Zhang knew that he finally made all the things, and was imprisoned by the old man for half a month under the pretext of not doing business properly. When he was free, he quickly ran over secretly.

Uncle has gone back, the old man always thinks he is not pleasing to the eye, why don't he take this cook with him to the capital next time to play.

At this end, as soon as Lihua announced Tang Yue's name, a large group of people in the crowd began to talk, "You follow this road and go straight there, and the one that turns around the mountain is the one. "

Lihua thanked politely, and led the bearers away.

"I really didn't expect that it was the child from Aunt Li's family. I said that the child looked gentle and clean, and he didn't look like a person from our mountain col. Looking at it like this, Baobuqi is still a big family. Woolen cloth."

"That's right. Aunt Li also said that the child is a relative of her family. I think it may be because of the good family background of the family, so she deliberately curry favor."

"Look at what you said. No one in the village knows who Aunt Li is. After Old Li died, she dragged the two children to curry favor with her. I think you are jealous."

"I have nothing to be jealous of, and they can't do me any good..."

"I said you two should not say a few words, people are far away, and you are all out here doing something, go home and cook, you will go to the ground after eating."

The crowd dispersed in twos and threes, only Chunlan was still standing there, looking at the direction the sedan chair was going away, wondering what she was thinking.

Tang Yue was making rice paste for his family Tang Yue. The rice pounded by the stone ladle was not very broken, but Tang Yue could only make it like this if he cooked less. He boiled it for more time and tried to make it softer and rotten.

"Is Tang Yue at home? Is this Tang Yue's home?"

The two consecutive female voices made Tang Yue a little stunned. The women who had been in this room, big and small, could be counted on one hand. This voice was familiar, but it was obviously not within the range Tang Yue could recognize.

Tang Yue turned his head to see that Tang Xin was still asleep and was not startled by these two sounds, so he washed his hands and walked out.

Tang Yue recognized this large group of people as soon as he left the courtyard. Tang Yue did not expect that this young master really came.

"I said it casually, you really came."

Tang Yue looked at the big box behind the sedan chair speechlessly, thinking and imagining what was in it.

Zhao Qingzhi walked out of the sedan chair with a stern face, "A gentleman speaks quickly, you can't go back on what you say."

Although the way this Meng Zheng said these words with a straight face was too funny, Tang Yue still wanted to cry without tears, he probably didn't promise anything immediately.

Sure enough, Zhao Qingzhi Baozilian said again, "I made these things according to your request, and you will come with me to my house as a cook."

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Now Tang Yue was sober. He really didn't say a word about being a cook, let alone promised.

Seeing that Tang Yue hesitated to speak, Zhao Qingzhi's Baozi face became unhappy.

"My dad said, you're breaking your promise and getting fat."

"Hey, let's recall it carefully. I mean I need these things, and I also said that you can come to me after you finish these things, but I never promised you to go to your house to be a cook, right? What do you say?"

Zhao Qingzhi's Baozi face was a little confused by this rhetorical question, so he had to stop and smooth it out, "But if you let me make these things, doesn't it mean that you agreed to be a cook at my house?"

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"Are these two things connected?"

Zhao Qingzhi's Baozi face became displeased, "No, I've done everything, you have to come to my house to be the cook."

Tang Yue raised his forehead, hey, I can't explain why.

At this time, the little bun Tang Xin woke up with a "Wow".

Tang Yue didn't care about arguing with him anymore, he walked into the room as soon as he lifted his foot, Zhao Qingzhi thought about it, and followed in, leaving only a group of irrelevant people standing in the yard staring.

Tang Xin's little bun opened his eyes and didn't find his father. He let out a "wow" at first, and if he still didn't see anyone, he probably should have burst into tears. At this time Tang Yue walked in. When he saw his father, the little bun Tears were withdrawn in an instant like a magic trick.

Zhao Qingzhi has never seen a child before, he is the youngest in the Zhao family, so naturally he has never seen anyone smaller than him, now by chance, when he meets Tang Xin, a fleshy ball who is smaller than him, his eyes "swipe" all of a sudden. Bright.

"Is he your child?"

Tang Yue quickly picked up the little bun and put on his clothes while answering him, "Yes."

"Can I pet him?"

Tang Yue replied without raising his head, "Yes."

Zhao Qingzhi stretched out his chubby and fair hands to touch Tang Xin's puffy face. Tang Xin's eyes widened and she didn't know what he was doing. Then she giggled as if she was tickled.

Zhao Qingzhi was so frightened that he quickly retracted his hand.

After getting dressed, Tang Yue put the little bun into the car, ignored Zhao Qingzhi, took out a bowl from the cabinet, and scooped out some of the rice paste that had been boiled a long time ago, intending to feed it to the little bun.

The little buns were delicious. Zhao Qingzhi stood aside and swallowed the colorless and tasteless bowl of rice porridge, "Is this delicious?"

Only then did Tang Yue realize that he hadn't left yet.

"It's okay, it's tasteless, do you want to eat?"

Zhao Qingzhi's Baozilian seemed to be waiting for his words, and immediately sat down on the stool, "Okay, please scoop me up a little more."

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The rice porridge was originally boiled for Tang Xin to eat, and there wasn't much, so Tang Yue simply scooped up all the rest to Zhao Qingzhi, and then looked at him with bright eyes after he finished eating two mouthfuls.

"It's really tasteless, but I think it's also quite fragrant, is there anything else?"

There was nothing else in the rice porridge, only some goat milk was added. The fragrance Zhao Qingzhi said was probably the fragrance of milk, but it was really gone.

"Nothing."

Zhao Qingzhi's bun puffed up his cheeks, looking unbelievable, "Is there only so much?"

Tang Yue nodded, and seeing his eyes that instantly darkened, he shook his head unbearably, "This is gone, why don't I make you something else?"

"it is good!"

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Resigned to his fate, Tang Yu got up, looked for materials that could be used, and made the leftover minced meat from the meatballs, which was moderately sweet and salty. He put two whole eggs on top, steamed for a while, and sprinkled some chives and a few Drip the soy sauce, and a bowl of steamed eggs with minced meat is ready. Tang Yue poked open an egg, picked out some pink egg yolks and fed them to Tang Xin, and then gave all the rest to Zhao Qingzhi, waiting for him to After Tang Xin finished feeding, she turned her head and found that the bowl and basin opposite her was empty.

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How long have you been hungry?

Zhao Qingzhi is extremely picky eater, in fact, he is not picky eater, he is just picky about the taste, no matter what it is, he loves it if it is well done, and resolutely refuses to eat it if it is not good, so he ate very little every day during the days of confinement. That's why I have such a big appetite for eating Tang Yue's cooking.

Zhao Qingzhi is happy to eat, pity the people outside, it’s fine to walk so far on a hot day, but there’s no food to eat, no food to eat, no saliva, no water to drink, but can you stop being so casual ignored them.

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