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After packing up their things, Feng Yifan and his group drove down from the camp on the hillside. Everyone was still sitting in the business car driven by Feng Yifan.

Yang Zhiyi drove Feng Yifan's new off-road vehicle and was responsible for pulling back all the things brought up the mountain.

But when I went back, there wasn’t much left.

Because what I should eat was basically the same as yesterday and this morning.

Feng Yifan and the others planned to take the rest down the hillside and find a farmer in the town to borrow the stove to cook and eat them at noon, so that they could go back completely relaxed.

Along the way, Yang Zhiyi followed Feng Yifan's car. Seeing the three little girls laughing and laughing in the car, he felt really envious. There was nothing I could do, after all, someone had to drive the other car down the mountain.

At the same time, Yang Zhiyi secretly decided in his heart that if he went out in the future, he would just take the same car.

Going down the mountain was relatively smooth because of the experience of going up the mountain.

Soon the car drove down the mountain, and following the directions of the road signs, turned into a small town at the foot of the mountain with gray tiles, white walls, small bridges and gurgling water.

Seeing the scenery in the small town, Feng Yifan couldn't help but be a little surprised: Oh? There are so many Huizhou buildings in this place?

Li Xiuchun, who was sitting in the back row, said: Hui-style architecture is not limited to Huizhou in the south of the Yangtze River.

Shortly after entering the town, there was a special person in front of us, instructing all vehicles to park in the parking lot outside the town.

Feng Yifan and the others also followed other people's rules and drove the car into the parking lot outside the town.

After parking the car, Yang Zhiyi got out of the car and asked: We parked the car here, what should we do with the things in the car?

Feng Yifan smiled and said, Do you think it's a pity? Then you can carry it on your back.

Yang Zhiyi rolled his eyes at Feng Yifan and said, Why do you want me to carry it? Don't think about asking me to do it alone. I won't carry it.

Feng Yifan smiled and said: Okay, if you don't want to carry it, don't carry it. Just put it in the car.

Su Ruoxi asked worriedly: But if you don't bring your things,

What to do with the rest of the stuff?

Feng Yifan responded to his wife: Don't worry, we can just take the rest back home. After we go back, we can dispose of it in the kitchen. We can't cook it for diners. We can eat it for our own family, or we can cook it for everyone. Staff meals.”

Hearing that her husband had a way to arrange it, Su Ruoxi nodded and said, Well, that's good, we can't waste it.

Feng Yifan said: Of course it cannot be wasted. These are all good things.

When Yang Zhiyi heard that he didn't have to carry the ingredients on his own, he was immediately happy. He put his arms around his wife and wanted to pull his daughter and walked towards the town.

But Li Fei'er and her daughter avoided Yang Zhiyi's hand almost at the same time.

Yang Xiaoxi said bluntly: Dad, don't pull me, I want to wait for Ruoruo and Feifei to leave together.

Li Fei'er also said: What are you doing? In public, and there are children here, you just do something.

Yang Zhiyi was scolded by his wife and daughter and looked helpless when he was rejected.

Chen Shoulin and Li Xiuchun also laughed when they saw this.

Chen Shoulin said: In the past two days, our washing father has been very hard. Not only do we have to work, but we also have to be the source of our joy. It is really hard. We need to give more encouragement.

Li Xiuchun also said: Yes, at noon, we will reward you with a big chicken drumstick.

After hearing this, Yang Xiaoxi said: Grandma, our children also want to eat big chicken drumsticks.

Feng Ruoruo and Chen Yaofei then said, Yes, we also want big chicken drumsticks.

Feng Yifan smiled and said, Okay, let's find a place to eat chicken drumsticks for lunch.

When Yang Zhiyi heard about eating, he became excited: I heard that the specialty of this town is the earth-pot chicken cooked in earthen stoves, with dough pancakes on the side of the pot. We can definitely do that at noon. Find the best one to try.”

Chen Shoulin said: I definitely have to try it. I haven't eaten ground pot chicken in many years, especially ground pot chicken with pancakes.

Feng Yifan closed the car door smoothly, locked the car, and greeted everyone: Okay, let's go quickly and walk around the town, and look for the best ground pot chicken at noon. Let's have a big meal at noon. .”

Feng Ruoruo immediately asked out of curiosity: Hey, Dad, aren't you going to cook for lunch?

Feng Yifan said to his daughter: We eat food cooked by others for lunch. We always eat food cooked by dad. Don't you get tired of it?

Feng Ruoruo immediately said: Don't be tired, Dad, your cooking is the most delicious.

Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei also said, Yes, Father Feng's cooking is the best.

Feng Yifan said with a smile: Okay, let's go back and I will continue to cook for you. Today at noon, we will eat some of the specialties here and try the ground pot chicken pancakes.

The three little girls were very curious and asked: Dad (Dad Feng), what are ground pot chicken pancakes?

After hearing this, the adults said in unison: Don't worry, you will know when you see it.

The little girls didn't bother to ask and followed the adults out of the parking lot.

I have to say that although the small bridge in the town has gurgling water and the gray tiles and white walls are very beautiful, the parking lot outside the town is really not that good.

Especially since the road is a gravel road, dust will be kicked up when cars go in and out.

So when they walked out, Feng Yifan and the others also protected the three little girls.

I quickly walked out of the parking lot and finally officially entered the town.

The environment in the town is completely different from the parking lot.

As soon as you enter the town, you will see a very old stone bridge. Under the stone bridge is clear gurgling water, and some residents of the town are washing clothes by the water below.

The three little girls were also surprised to see the men beating the clothes on the stone with a wooden stick.

Hey, dad, what are those people doing?

They are beating their clothes with sticks.

But why do you need to hit your clothes? Are your clothes doing the wrong thing?

Li Xiuchun said with a smile: That one is not beating the clothes, that one is when washing the clothes. Use that stick to tap lightly to knock out some of the dirty things in the clothes, and then the clothes will become clean. .”

This relatively ancient way of washing clothes in the town really surprised the little girls.

I stood on the stone bridge and looked down carefully for a long time.

He even squatted down, dragged his little face with his two little hands, and stared at it carefully.

The ladies who were washing clothes below looked up and saw three cute little girls squatting side by side on the bridge. They all showed kind smiles.

Hey, these three little girls are so beautiful.

Whose children are you from?

Really so handsome.

No, the three little girls are very cute.

Hearing the comments and questions from the aunts below, the three little girls felt a little embarrassed and quickly got up and hid behind the adults.

Seeing the shyness of the little girls, the aunts doing the laundry below all laughed heartily.

Feng Yifan turned around and looked at his daughter and said, Don't be shy, the aunts are complimenting you. You go and say hello.

With his father's encouragement, Feng Ruoruo was still the first to speak out.

Hello, my dad said you were washing clothes. You were beating the clothes with that stick to knock the dirt out of the clothes, right?

With Feng Ruoruo taking the lead, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei naturally became bolder.

Two little girls also came forward to Feng Ruoruo.

Yang Xiaoxi asked: Auntie, don't you usually use the washing machine?

Chen Yaofei also asked: Auntie, if you beat me like this, won't your clothes be damaged?

The aunties who were washing clothes below all laughed happily when they heard the three little girls' questions.

One of the aunts said: You three little cuties have quite a lot of problems.

Another aunt replied: We usually wash clothes here, and then use this stick to beat the clothes. We will be very careful and will not damage the clothes.

Yes, do you want to come down and take a look? You can also hit them with a stick.

The three little girls were naturally eager to give it a try after hearing that.

When the adults saw that the girls were eager to try, they led the children down to have a look.

Following the guidance of the laundry aunt, Feng Yifan and the others first walked off the bridge, then walked around to the stairs on the embankment next to the stream. They went down the stairs and walked along the stream to where the aunts were washing clothes.

The three little girls saw the water and found it very interesting.

After arriving next to the aunts, the little girls squatted down and reached out to gently touch the flowing water.

I found that the water was not very cold and was as comfortable as the water in the creek on the hillside.

An aunt said with a smile: We use natural stream water here, which flows down from the mountains, but it is all good water. It must be difficult for you to see it in the city.

The two mothers also asked their children to be careful.

The father followed closely to prevent the little girls from sliding into the water while playing.

Soon, all three little girls got the sticks given by their aunt.

Holding it in their hands, the three little girls realized that the stick was quite heavy.

The little girls tried to hold it with one hand, but they really couldn't hold it.

Finally, the three little girls also held the stick with two hands.

Although the sticks were raised with two hands, when the little girls tried to knock on their clothes, it was obviously difficult to hit them with the sticks held in two hands.

Moreover, the stick is indeed relatively heavy, so the little girls lifted it and hit it several times, but it was gradually too much for them.

After putting down the stick, the three little girls almost said in unison: Oh, it's so heavy.

Seeing the appearance of the little girls, all the aunties doing the laundry laughed.

Feng Yifan and the others also laughed, thinking that the three little girls were so cute and interesting.

After letting the children play for a while, Su Ruoxi and Li Fei'er also said together: Okay, I've had enough fun and give the things to my aunt, she still has to do laundry.

Yeah, let's not disturb others all the time.

The little girls returned the wooden sticks to the aunt who was doing the laundry.

The aunts took it and squatted down to continue washing clothes.

But when he was about to leave, Feng Ruoruo suddenly asked again: Auntie, my dad said you have delicious ground pot chicken pancakes here, but Xixi, Feifei and I have never eaten them. We don't know what they are. What is it.

Hearing Feng Ruoruo's words, the aunt who gave her the wooden stick experience smiled and said: Oh, so you want to eat ground pot chicken pancakes? Then go to my house to eat later. My craftsmanship is very famous in the town. Yes.

Other aunties also agreed.

Yeah, let's go to your Aunt Yao's house to eat.

Sister Yao's craftsmanship is definitely the best in the town.

You guys have a good reputation. Sister Yao can't easily cook it for outsiders.

Other ground pot chicken restaurants in the town are not as good as Sister Yao's craftsmanship. You must not miss it.

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After being praised by the people in Tong Town, Aunt Yao also smiled and waved her hands: Okay, you guys should stop selling melons for my grandma Wang here and wash your clothes quickly.

After letting everyone continue to dress, Aunt Yao said to the children and parents: You go to the town first. When it's almost noon, go to the house on the east side of the town next to the market. My family lives there. I’ll prepare it for you, waiting for you to eat.”

Feng Yifan immediately said: Sister, that's really troublesome for you.

Everyone else also thanked Aunt Yao.

Feng Ruoruo pulled Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei, and the three little girls said to Aunt Yao in unison: Thank you, Auntie.

Aunt Yao immediately said cheerfully: Okay, you're welcome. I'm very happy to be able to cook this lunch for you three little cuties.

Then, watching the children leave with the adults, Aunt Yao also squatted down and speeded up the washing.

After waiting up, Yang Zhiyi asked curiously: Do you think Aunt Yao is really as good at craftsmanship as they say?

Li Feier asked: Do you think they are bragging?

Yang Zhiyi said: There is a little feeling that what they said is a bit exaggerated.

Feng Yifan glanced at the town and saw that there were many people bustling in the town, and at a glance, there were really a variety of ground-pot chicken restaurants all over the town.

He thought for a while and said, Perhaps Aunt Yao and the others are right. These ground-pot chicken restaurants in this town may not taste very good.

Yang Zhiyi asked: Then we really go to Aunt Yao's house to eat?

Feng Yifan nodded: Of course I want to go.

Yang Xiaoxi immediately said to his father: Dad, we are going to go. We have agreed with aunt. If we don't go, aunt will be sad.

Feng Yifan said: Yes, Xixi is right. We have made an agreement with them and we will definitely go.

Yang Zhiyi nodded and said, Then go and try it. It's lunch anyway. We'll go back in the afternoon and have a bite at noon.

Yang Zhiyi obviously has reservations about Aunt Yao's cooking skills.

This is not to say that he is arrogant and looks down on others.

In fact, it was mainly because I had seen too much of Feng Yifan's cooking skills and tasted too many Chef Feng's delicacies, so I became less interested in other so-called cooking skills and delicacies.

Feng Yifan was somewhat looking forward to it. He felt that since Aunt Yao was highly praised by others, it meant that she must be quite capable in cooking ground pot chicken pancakes, so he also had expectations for Aunt Yao.

But for the rest of the time, I still accompanied my mothers and three little girls to visit the town.