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"Go home and eat. You three are working at home this afternoon, so there's no need to come over."

Meng Wantang bent down and picked up the little fat man, and said to Old Man Du: "Uncle, I took the three of them back."

"Take it away."

Old Man Du's tone was still so bad that he didn't even look at Meng Wantang.

He knew that Meng Wantang had good intentions and used the child as an excuse to give him some food. Because of this, he did not dare to talk pleasantly to Meng Wantang.

If anyone sees it, report it to her.

She's done.

A person must have a conscience and he cannot harm others.

When passers-by heard Old Man Du's tone, they couldn't help but look at Meng Wantang. They thought that Meng Wantang's temper had improved and he didn't even lose his temper.

Someone who knows the inside story said: "Meng Wantang is different now. She went to the team leader and asked her Goudan and Gouzheng to come over and watch the two people working in the bullpen. Our team leader is kind and kind. , I don’t want to be anywhere else. Those who are sent to the cowshed have a hard time. There are soldiers guarding the outside. We are quite free here, even when we are working, no one is watching. "

That person didn't care whether the captain was kind-hearted or not. He only cared about the previous sentence: "Do you think those two kids can still earn work points?"

"Not much, two cents a day for two children."

"Is Meng Wantang a fool? The other children followed him to pick up the beans, and they were able to gain five to five centimeters by the end of the day."

"If she is so smart, how can she be fooled?"

"Too."

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The two men walked away while talking.

Meng Wantang also walked home from the cowshed with her child in her arms.

"Wash your hands and eat."

The three children consciously washed their hands.

Goudan set the table outside first, while Goudan went to get the dishes and chopsticks.

Xiaopang carried the futons over one by one, then chose a seat next to Meng Wantang, sat down obediently, and waited for his meal.

For lunch, we still had noodles.

Meng Wantang made braised leeks and dried shrimps, and the other one was made with egg sauce.

The egg sauce is a bit salty and suitable for adults.

Meng Wantang put egg sauce in the noodles and fed it to Xiaopang. Xiaopang took a bite of noodles, and she fed him another bite of leeks. The dog eggs and dog eggs were eaten so fiercely that Meng Wantang didn't need to worry about them at all.

While eating, Meng Wantang took a bite of noodles by herself and was about to feed the little fat boy. But when she turned around, she saw that the little guy was asleep with an uneaten noodle in his mouth.

She almost died laughing.

The little guy is so cute.

I have gained a lot of flesh recently, and my cheeks are chubby, unlike before when I had no flesh at all.

She put down the bowls and chopsticks and was about to hug Xiaopang when the little guy woke up.

Before his eyes were fully opened, his mouth moved.

After finishing the noodles seriously, he opened his hazy sleepy eyes and looked at Meng Wantang doubtfully, as if to say, Mom, hey.

God!

Really cute.

Meng Wantang's heart melted.

She fed the little guy a few more bites.

"Has Little Fatty eaten enough?" Meng Wantang asked gently.

Xiaopang nodded obediently.

"Have you eaten enough?" Meng Wantang saw the little fat man nodding and said, "Little fat man is sleepy, can he go to sleep in the shack by himself?"

The little guy nodded again.

Although he is young and not very tall, he is a little kid, but he is surprisingly flexible.

He walks very steadily and rarely falls.

The shack was built when Feng Yumei lived here. It was cool to sleep in it during the day.

Little Fatty crawled in by himself, lay down and fell asleep instantly.

Meng Wantang added water to the pot to marinate the pig's trotters.

Gou Sheng saw a pot of pig's trotters and was instantly excited.

"So many pig's trotters!"

"Want to eat?" Meng Wantang asked him with a smile.

Gou Sheng nodded: "Think, who doesn't want to eat pig's trotters?"

"You two are watching the fire at home this afternoon. Don't let anyone steal it." Meng Wantang turned to Gou Sheng and asked, "Can you do it?"

"Must be able to!"

Dog left with arms akimbo.

Holding a fire stick in his hand, he said: "If anyone dares to come to our house to steal pig trotters, I will make sure he never comes back."

Gou Sheng just goes crazy on his own.

Meng Wantang was not very relieved when she left the matter to Gou Sheng.

She told Goudan: "Don't use a big fire, just use a small fire to burn slowly. It doesn't matter if the fire goes out, just light it again. If you and your brother go out to play, don't go too far, just play in front of your house."

"I see."

Goudan is reliable.

Meng Wantang left relieved.

The taste of braised pig's trotters is really overpowering.

Fragrance ten miles away.

Many children came over smelling the smell and stood guard at their door and refused to leave.

Gou Sheng held a stick in his hand and put it on his hip and said, "Let's go, don't worry about our things, let your mother go home and make you some food."

Ma Zhuangzhuang approached Gou Sheng and said, "Grandpa, I am your grandson, and I am also part of your family. Can you give me a taste of the delicious food your mother made for you?"

Gou Sheng jumped back a long way, pointed a stick at Ma Zhuangzhuang and said, "Don't bark. Who is your grandpa? Please stay away from me."

Ma Zhuangzhuang felt aggrieved.

"My grandma said it herself that day!"

Mrs. Ma, who had just come back from the fields, turned green.

This prodigal brat says anything.

"Get back here! Why are you so greedy? Do I have less to eat or drink for you?" Mrs. Ma still loves her grandson very much.

Ma Zhuangzhuang cried and shouted: "What you cook doesn't taste good."

"What's not delicious? You've never eaten other people's food, so you know what I cook is not delicious?" Mrs. Ma dragged Ma Zhuangzhuang towards the yard.

Ma Zhuangzhuang didn't want to go home. He stretched out his hand towards Gou Sheng and shouted desperately: "Grandpa, help me! I will go to your house to be your grandson! Oh, grandma, don't pull me, I don't want to Become your grandson."

Gou Sheng hurriedly ran to the yard.

"Bah, who wants him to be his grandson!"

Goudan looked at his brother with difficulty, wondering if Gou Sheng had eaten too much recently, and why he looked more and more stupid.

county.

Lu Qingye was leaving just after get off work.

"Director!"

Feng Dongyang chased him out and gasped, "Why did you leave so early today?"

"Your sister-in-law asked me to go back early." Lu Qingye lifted the bike and turned the front of the bike, then got on the bike and asked him, "Is there anything else?"

"It's okay."

Feng Dongyang hesitated to speak.

"I'm leaving."

"Ang, fine."

Feng Dongyang sighed.

The director's face was obviously not good this morning, and he could tell he was angry with his sister-in-law.

He has also heard about his sister-in-law's great achievements over the years.

It was a pity in my heart.

Who would have thought that the director would have coaxed him back to health that night?

He scratched his head and turned back.

Lu Qingye rode his bicycle back. He estimated the time. If he arrived early, he could go home with Meng Wantang.

He thought for a moment and figured it out.

When a couple lives together, one person must take the initiative.

If she really doesn't want to, just say it again.

He can wait.

If she just hates him, then he won't want to think about it anymore.

It's not like he had to do anything like that anyway.