Meng Yao was quite satisfied, so he picked up a piece and handed it to Qi Wenye who was lighting the fire as a reward, "Try it!"
Qi Wenye had long been so greedy that he couldn't stand it anymore. Just now he wanted to accuse Meng Yao of wasting so much sesame oil, but his stomach growled because of the scent, which made him blush, and he was too embarrassed to say anything.
I am filled with anger and dissatisfaction!
Meng Yao gave him the baked cake, but he didn't take it properly and just grabbed it.
His actions were full of anger, and he looked at Meng Yao sideways, as if to say: I just took it, come and hit me!
Meng Yao was good-natured and didn't argue with him. He opened the lid and stirred the soup pot.
The rice porridge is already very rich, and when you open the lid of the pot, it becomes even more enticing.
Meng Yao sniffed it and smiled.
This rice is so fragrant!
Qi Wenye was already crunching into the cake, like a little mouse stealing one bite after another.
From the first bite he took, he couldn't stop.
Fragrant, so fragrant!
Can anyone tell him why pancakes with green onions taste so delicious?
Huzi squatted next to Qi Wenye, wagging his tail, praying for the fragrant cake in his hand.
Qi Wenye felt soft-hearted and fed Hu Zi the crumbs of the cake he held in one hand.
Hu Zi was still eating and shaking his head.
Meng Yao was also hungry, so he took out a bowl and set it aside to cool, then picked up a piece of cake and ate it.
Her craftsmanship has not deteriorated, and this pancake is fried with green onions, which is fragrant and crispy.
Add a pair of chopsticks to the crispy and spicy potato shreds, and everyone is satisfied.
Qi Wenye finished one piece and reached for another piece of cake. Meng Yao discovered it secretly.
Before it reaches his mouth, Meng Yao reminds him calmly: "Mom and my eldest brother and sister-in-law haven't eaten yet, there isn't much left!"
Those who work in the fields always have to eat more.
Qi Wenye's hand froze and he put the cake back angrily.
The next moment, his eyes widened quickly and he asked: "Are you going to deliver food to Mom and the others?"
No wonder Qi Wenye asked this question. Since she was married to Meng Yao, she has never done any work in the fields or housework. She has never had a hand in it when the farm was busy. It was her mother or sister-in-law who took the time to come back to do it.
When Qi Wenye saw her cooking before, his first reaction was that the sun was rising in the west.
Now it seems that the sun has really risen in the west.
"What is your purpose?"
Qi Wenye's vigilance was suddenly raised to the highest level, and he stared at Meng Yao with a wary face.
Meng Yao looked at the puff of hair on Qi Wenye's forehead and smiled, "I'm in a good mood, can't I?"
Qi Wenye looked at Meng Yao's chubby face stained with greasy sweat, a bright smile appeared on his face, and he was stunned.
Meng Yao had never smiled like this before, her fat face always drooped, as if someone owed her a lot of money.
"Too fat..."
Qi Wenye habitually opened his mouth and called Meng Yao.
Before he finished speaking, Meng Yao came over with a big glare, "Are you yelling again?"
She hates being called that!
His yelling reminded her of her current fat appearance, which particularly affected her mood.
Qi Wenye was stunned again and forgot to refute Meng Yao for a moment.
He always felt that the stranger in front of him suddenly became alive.
It seems... not so annoying anymore!
When Meng Yao saw that Qi Wenye didn't scream again, he snorted coldly and muttered: "You are a wise little brat, otherwise I would rather feed these things to dogs than give them to you!"
She quickly poured the rice porridge into a clay pot and put it into a basket. She then brought the porcelain jar with potato shreds, cakes and bowls and chopsticks. She also found the only water glass in the house and filled it with a cup of hot water.
It was ready, covered with a white rag, and the basket slumped on the arm.
"I'm going to deliver food to Mom and the others. If you're hungry, eat first. Remember to leave a portion for me."
After saying that, she smiled and ruffled his short hair affectionately.
Qi Wenye blinked, then blinked again.
Meng Yao walked for a long time without regaining consciousness.
Except for his mother, no one had ever been so gentle to him, but when he grew up, his mother only had sticks to serve him.
However, a seven-year-old child, no matter how naughty or disobedient he is, will be at a loss if he is suddenly treated differently.
"Woof woof..."
Huzi suddenly made a slight cry, waking up Qi Wenye.