The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Gu Yundong sent Xu Ji away, shook his head slightly, but looked back and saw Master Hong.

The latter still had an unexpected expression on his face, met Gu Yundong's gaze, and quickly lowered his head, "I, I'll go behind and watch them work."

Gu Yundong shrugged and returned to the Houya.

When he woke up late, Shao Qingyuan gave him a stuffed toy, and he lay on the bed, waving his hands and feet tossing hard.

She stepped forward, picked up her son, and called out excitedly, "Mother."

Then he threw the toy in his hand on the bed and twisted to get out.

Gu Yundong said to Shao Qingyuan, "I'll take him out to play, please take your time."

"Hmm." He raised his head and smiled.

Gu Yundong didn't say anything about Xu Ji's coming, and went out with Chichi in his arms.

The little guy especially likes to go to lively places. When he sees the busy people behind him, he twists his body to see it.

But it was very messy there, and it was easy to get hurt from bumps and bumps. Gu Yundong refused to take him there, so he could only go to the kitchen with his son and get him something to eat.

Mrs. Geng was picking vegetables there, and when she saw Gu Yundong coming in, she quickly stood up, "Husband, madam, what are your orders?"

"Don't be nervous, I'm just steaming an egg custard for the child, you are busy." Gu Yundong went to get two eggs after saying that.

Mrs. Geng was startled and hurriedly stepped forward, "Madam, sit down, I'll do it, I'll come. The kitchen is very messy, you go out first, and when the egg custard is ready, I'll bring it out to the young master."

Gu Yundong looked at his son in his arms, and it was really not easy to boil the eggs while burning the fire, so he simply gave the eggs to Mrs. Geng, "Okay, then you can steam, and I'll choose the dishes for you."

Sure enough, there is a shortage of manpower, so it is better to get started quickly.

Mrs. Geng breathed a sigh of relief, and when she heard this, it was more like she was frightened, so she hurriedly stopped, "Madam can't do it."

"It's okay, I don't choose, then I can sit here with my children and play with vegetable leaves, right?"

Although Mrs. Geng was still hesitant to speak, she didn't stop her, she could only nod her head. Even though I am still worried, what's so fun about cabbage leaves? Isn't this a waste? The county government is so poor that they don't know how to save it.

Hey……

Gu Yundong hugged Chichi, sat with his back to Mrs. Geng, held Chichi in his arms, held a long cowpea for Chichi to wave and played, and picked it up by himself.

Mrs. Geng was burning firewood, but she couldn't hear it clearly, but when she looked at it from the angle behind the stove, she felt that Gu Yundong had caused a lot of trouble to those dishes, and her heart ached for a while.

After the egg custard was finally steamed, Mrs. Geng hurriedly stood up and took the egg custard out of the pot, "Ma'am, the egg custard is ready."

Gu Yundong stood up, hugged him and washed his hands, then held him in one hand and went out with the tray in the other.

After Mrs. Geng sent the big and small out of the house, she finally breathed a sigh of relief and went back to sitting and picking vegetables.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I turned around, I saw the two dishes that had been packed. Not only did they choose clearly, but whether the stems were stems or leaves were leaves or not, they were even arranged neatly. The cylinder beans are even more aligned in length and length, as if they have even been measured.

Mrs. Geng turned her head involuntarily and looked at the direction where Gu Yundong and the others were leaving, with question marks all over her face - is this really the wife's choice? ?