Luo Fengtang grinned and nodded.

I brought a tofu bucket to the kitchen in the morning and saw that Qing'er's family was almost running out of firewood.

After going to his house, I grabbed some food to satisfy my stomach and then went to the woods to collect pine hair.

I loaded up the car and pulled it over directly.

Luo Fengtang drank a few sips of tea and said to Yang Ruoqing: "You burn these firewood first. When you finish burning them later, I will send them over."

After hearing this, Yang Ruoqing took a moment to glance at him while kneading the dough.

It’s an understatement, but how much hard work and sweat goes into it?

This kid!

Yang Ruoqing felt as sweet as drinking honey water.

"Okay, we don't have enough firewood. Let's go to the woods to collect it together." She said with a smile.

"Um!"

Luo Fengtang nodded vigorously, his eyes full of joy.

He most likes to do things with Qing'er.

The dough was kneaded quickly, and Yang Ruoqing placed the large chopping board for cutting vegetables on the pot table.

Sprinkle wheat flour evenly on the chopping board, and then place the kneaded dough on the chopping board.

"Qing'er, do you want pancakes?"

Luo Fengtang held the tea bowl and stood beside the pot to look at it.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "I'm rolling noodles!"

Noodle?

Luo Fengtang felt a little hopeful.

I have eaten the cakes baked by Qing'er, the rice cooked by Qing'er, the stir-fried vegetables, the sweet potato rice soup...

Everything left him unforgettable.

Today is the first time to eat noodles made by Qing'er.

He was looking forward to it.
Chapter completed!