So Qingmei smiled and said: "Fu Bao, your name is Fu Bao, right? Come over for breakfast soon?"
That smile was a bit creepy. Fu Bao quickly avoided her, walked directly to Zhao Zhou and said, "Brother, when can we listen to storytelling?"
Zhao Zhou smiled and said: "You have to wait until the afternoon to listen to storytelling. I will take you to visit my manor in the morning!"
He hasn't received any assignments lately, so he's been resting at home recently.
Fu Bao nodded obediently, Ding Xiang picked up some vegetables for Fu Bao, and Fu Bao obediently finished his breakfast. To be honest, the breakfast here is quite delicious.
There are three types of porridge alone, rice porridge, millet porridge, and eight-treasure porridge. Noodles include steamed buns, fried dough sticks, and noodles, as well as tea eggs, boiled eggs, and fried eggs...
Fu Bao ordered some side dishes. There were more than ten kinds in total, but the taste of this side dish was very familiar. It actually tasted the same as the side dishes produced in their village.
Fu Bao took several bites of the side dishes and said, "The taste of these side dishes is so delicious, especially the pickled cucumbers and the spicy cabbage..."
"Hey! You're such a picky guy. The side dishes here are really delicious. I had a hard time picking them out." Zhao Zhou said with a smile: "I want to eat the pickles here every day, but we No cook at home can make this taste."
nonsense! This is a secret recipe passed down from ancestors, and most people really can't make it.
Moreover, such a side has been improved. In addition, their pickles are originally very fresh, so they are naturally very delicious.
Fu Bao had a great appetite. He ate a large bowl of porridge and a lot of side dishes. Then he touched his belly and said, "I'm full."
Zhao Zhou didn't know why he wanted to raise such a child. But he just felt that there was a strange feeling in the child, which made him feel particularly relaxed every time.
Zhao Zhou took Fu Bao and started to visit the manor. Autumn is the harvest season, and this manor is no exception.
In Zhao Zhou's village, the main crops grown are soybeans, rice and corn.
A lot of vegetables were also planted, and Fubao looked at the people in the village who were also harvesting.
Zhao Zhou was in a good mood and said, "I have planted several apple trees and jujube trees in my village. Do you want to eat apples?"
Fu Bao nodded quickly and said, "I need something to eat. I haven't eaten an apple in a long time."
She especially wanted to see if this apple was more delicious or if her own apples were more delicious. As a result, Zhao Zhou took her directly to an apple forest.
Fu Bao tasted the apple and found that it was indeed more delicious than the apples they grew. This apple was definitely an excellent variety.
Zhao Zhou groaned and said:
"How do you like it? It's delicious! This apple is imported from abroad. After I tasted this kind of apple abroad, I will never forget it.
So I asked them to specially cultivate them for me, as well as grapes. The grapes in my farm are almost ripe. Do you want to eat grapes? I will take you to see them? "
"Yes, I want to eat it..." Fu Bao swallowed, and the taste of this apple really made her unforgettable.
She looked at the apple trees and smiled silently.
Next, Zhao Zhou began to show off his grape grove:
"I'm telling you that the most delicious grapes in the Northeast are here right now. These varieties are not available in China, haha...
I spent a lot of money on these things. Do you know how much I spent? I spent 70,000 to 80,000 yuan on this grape grove alone.
But the taste of this grape is really amazing. "
He looked at Mr. Xu and said: "Mr. Xu, go and get me some bunches of ripe grapes..."
Manager Xu quickly took the basket and went to the vineyard. After a while, he got several bunches of grapes. Aren't these Kyoho, Xiahei, and Red grapes?
Fu Bao laughed. Zhao Zhou really knows how to eat. Manager Xu directly ordered people to wash all the grapes. Fu Bao ate a few giant peaks and said, "Brother, you are really amazing. You can actually grow these grapes." Such delicious grapes."
Qingmei next to her was so angry that her mouth was twisted. Damn it, where did this girl come from? He can actually lie better than her.
Qingmei quickly peeled off a grape and stuffed it into Zhao Zhou's mouth and said, "My dear, eat a grape. This grape is so sweet!"
Zhao Zhou was still full of enjoyment when he saw an old lady with a woman and several children looking at them in disbelief.
Zhao Zhou almost fell to the ground. He looked at the old lady in front of him and shouted: "Mom..."
The old lady turned livid with anger: "Is this the woman you raised outside and that little bastard?"
Why did you turn into a little bastard after going around for a while?
Zhao Zhou frowned and looked at her and said, "Mom, I will not marry Zhang Jingyi. I regard her as my sister. Besides, I really don't like her like this."
There was a girl standing next to Mrs. Zhao, looking at him with sad eyes, but the girl was really not particularly beautiful, not even delicate.
She was really not Zhao Zhou's type. He was very fat and had bumps all over his face. She looked at Zhao Zhou with tears in her eyes: "Godmother, since Brother Zhao Zhou doesn't like me, then forget it."
Mrs. Zhao said with a pale face:
"Zhao Zhou, when will you understand something?
Jingyi, she is a lady among all the people. What kind of good thing can a woman like this from Fireworks Willow Lane be?
What's more, Jingyi and you have been childhood sweethearts since childhood. "
Zhao Zhou glanced at Zhang Jingyi and said, "Mom, it's useless if you force me again. I will never marry her. If you force me again, I won't go back."
He ran away because his family forced him too hard to get married. Zhang Jingyi was really too ordinary. What he had always liked was the willow-thin waist...
Mrs. Zhao said angrily: "Okay, if you want to live here, then we will also live here and see who can survive the other."
Zhao Zhou said helplessly: "It's up to you..."
In this way, Fubao was made up to be a little bastard. Next to Mrs. Zhao were the children of Zhao Zhou's brother's family, all her nieces and nephews.
There is a girl who stands out particularly. Fu Bao knows her. Isn't she one of those scheming ladies?
She also recognized Fu Bao and kept staring at her with hatred in her eyes. Fu Bao was really convinced. Why was she staring at her like this? Can she be scared well?
The eldest lady who set up the trap was called Zhao Meiqi. She was the fifth lady of the Red Rabbit family, but she was not favored at all in the family.
Zhao Zhou lost interest in playing and went back to the living room. Mrs. Zhao also went back to the living room. She looked at Fu Bao and said, "A bitch is a bitch. He has no rules at all. He doesn't scream when he sees anyone. He's mute." ?”
Zhao Zhou frowned and said, "Mom, how old is she? What does she know?"
"Ha! You are quite protective of her! How old is she? Four or five years old, right? You can always hide it like this, right?"
Zhao Zhou quickly explained:
"Mom, don't look for trouble, this child is not Qingmei's.
I've only been with her for a few days, how old is her child? "
