Except Mo Ziwan was still waiting for Murong Qingyuan, wanting him to go out and rest his eyes, relax and focus on the book.
After Mo Ziyuan said they could rest, Li Linsong and Li Linsong couldn't wait to follow Han Chunlin out of the house to play in the yard.
"Brother Qingyuan, Wanwan, have you come out yet?"
If you want to play a game, it's not fun when there are fewer people. Han Chunlin started urging them when they saw that they hadn't come out yet.
Mo Ziwan didn't wait for Murong Qingyuan anymore. This was not in a school, there was no time limit, and he wouldn't have no time to go to the toilet because of procrastination. It would be the same for him to go out and relax after he had figured out the problem he wanted to think about. . However, I warned him again before going out, "When you have figured out the problem, go out and rest. Don't read all the time. Reading for a long time will easily cause eye fatigue. If it is not done properly, it will easily cause blurred vision after a long time."
Murong Qingyuan didn't have the time to think about the eye problems that might or might not happen in the future, so he just said casually: "Okay."
After Mo Ziwan went out, Han Chunlin asked again: "Why doesn't brother Qingyuan come out?"
"You guys go ahead and play! He wants to read some more." Mo Ziwan replied, looking at the three of them, secretly amused. This is the difference between a top student and three scumbags.
"Ah! If he doesn't come out, there will be fewer of us. How can we play games when it's dark? Please close your eyes?" Han Chunlin only wanted to find someone to play games, and he had planned it when he was at home.
At least eight people are needed to play this game. There are four in the Mo family, and he makes five. After calling Li Linzi, Li Qinghuai and Li Dagang over, they have just gathered the number of people.
Now there is one less person. Even if Li Linzi and the others are called, there will still not be enough people.
Mo Ziyuan looked indifferent and said, "There weren't enough people." She was not right as Han Chunlin thought. Even Li Linzi and three others were planned in the game.
It's just that the plan couldn't keep up with the changes. His game had already been aborted before it could be implemented.
"Before, I was going to call Brother Linzi, Brother Qinghuai and Brother Dagang." Han Chunlin explained his arrangement. "With the three of them, we have just enough people." He was unwilling to give up, and suddenly looked at Qiao Yumei, who was coming back from the yard carrying a basket of vegetables, "Sister Yumei, do you have anything else to do?"
Qiao Yumei walked into the yard and replied, "What's the matter?"
"We want to play games with you!"
After Han Chunlin said this, Qiao Yumei refused directly, "No! I have other things to do. You can do your own thing and don't worry about me."
Although Han Chunlin was disappointed, he still refused to give up, so he thought that one less person would be one less person, and said: "One less person would be one less person. At worst, it would be one less farmer."
Although she didn't want Han Chunlin to be disappointed, Mo Ziwan still said: "Brother Lin Zi and Brother Qinghuai probably won't come either. They just went back for a while before you came, and they are going back to make up for the homework they didn't do in the previous two days."
"Ah!" Han Chunlin gave up completely this time, "Then what are we playing?"
Naturally, Mo Ziyuan didn't need to worry about what he wanted to play. She was very kind without arresting him and letting him make up for the homework of the previous two days. She said, "You think about it slowly, you can play whatever you want. If you need me to participate, Come and call me, I'll go to the kitchen and have a look." After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Song Nanzhi was choosing vegetables, and Mrs. Du was washing clothes by the well.
Qiao Yulian, who had just arrived home, hadn't even taken a break when she heard Du Shi making another arrangement: "Wash your hands and make some noodles for a while."
Song Nanzhi said unhappily: "She has just come back and she hasn't had a breath and you are so busy arranging for her. It's not too late to wait for her to take a break and drink some water before meeting her. It's not something urgent. Why are you urging her to do it?"
Then he specifically said to Qiao Yulian: "Yulian, don't listen to your mother, take a break first, drink some water and rest for a while before making noodles!"
Although Song Nanzhi is talking and laughing now, she is still very weak and has little strength, otherwise she would have started making dough.
After hearing this, Qiao Yulian felt warm in her heart and replied with a smile: "Grandma, I'm not tired. I'll make the noodles first, and then rest for a while."
When Song Nanzhi saw her put down her backpack, she went to the backyard to wash her hands.
Then he went into the house again to prepare noodles.
Seeing Qiao Yumei's nimble performance, Song Nanzhi smiled and joked: "There is no lazy person in our family. I guess he can't even play."
Mrs. Du laughed heartily when she heard this, and then said after a hearty laugh: "This doesn't mean that one family does not enter the same house."
Song Nanzhi loved hearing this, and the more he listened, the more he felt it made sense, "That's not what it is. If this were placed in other people's houses, like ours, there would be one or two people who would want to play with it. Not to mention adults, it’s just kids, who doesn’t want to have fun?”
"Look at our house. Even the kids don't have much time to spare. Wanwan is busier than us."
"Auntie, we should talk to Wanwan more. She is a little kid, and she is as busy as a spinning top every day. How can this be done!" Mrs. Du was really heartbroken for Mo Ziwan.
Say Cao Cao and Cao Cao will arrive.
"Grandma, what are we going to eat tonight?" Mo Ziyuan's voice came before she arrived. Now that there is no shortage of food at home, Mo Ziyuan naturally tells Song Nanzhi what she wants to eat. Farmers want to have enough to eat and clothing to eat every day, and they usually revolve around eating every day.
Listening to her granddaughter's angry voice, Song Nanzhi's smile deepened, "Your Aunt Du said she would make vegetable steamed buns for you tonight."
Mo Ziyuan's eyes lit up when she heard it. Isn't the vegetable steamed bun the Chinese burger she made before?
Luncheon meat is available, the oven is available, fried chicken is simple, and it’s time to serve Western-style burgers.
After walking into the kitchen, she saw that Qiao Yumei, who had just arrived home, had already started kneading the noodles. She stepped forward and said, "Sister Yumei, can you divide the noodles into two portions? One portion can be made like steamed buns, add some old noodles, and make the noodles rise. Then bake it in the oven and eat it, and then make it into steamed buns."
Qiao Yumei lowered her head and looked at Mo Ziwan, doubtful, "Can this be eaten?"
"You can eat it once it's roasted! Just like our roast duck, you can eat it after it's roasted!" Mo Ziyuan answered matter-of-factly, and then added, "It's no different from searing it in a pot. Roasting with fire."
This was really irresistible. Song Nanzhi was now used to some of the strange ideas that Mo Ziyuan brought up from time to time. After putting the folded vegetables in his hands in the basket, he said, "Yulian, just give her more." And two bowls of noodles, you can eat them once they're cooked."
Qiao Yulian responded: "Okay."
Although I don’t expect it to be baked in one go, I am still looking forward to it as the bread will be available soon. “Sister Yumei, just make the bread into a semi-circle.”
"okay, I get it."
"Be sure to add old noodles, otherwise the baked buns will be too hard. With old noodles, the baked buns will look like steamed buns."
Qiao Yumei responded again: "Okay!"
With the baked buns in hand, Mo Ziwan thought about going to the workshop to get some lunch meat and said, "Grandma, I'm going to get some lunch meat and put it in the baked buns to eat later."
"Go! Go!" Song Nanzhi said with a smile on his face.
After running out of the kitchen, he looked at Han Chunlin and the others playing in the yard, and then looked into the house. Murong Qingyuan was still sitting in the house reading a book. A quick glance revealed that he had not come out, so he walked into the house, " Brother Qingyuan, why are you still reading? What problem haven't you figured out yet?"
Murong Qingyuan raised his head and looked at Mo Ziwan, "I have already figured it out."
"Then come with me to the workshop. Let's go to the workshop to get some lunch meat and eat it back!" Seeing how addicted he was to the book, Mo Ziyuan had no choice but to ask him to accompany her to the workshop.
"Okay, let's go!" Although she wanted to continue learning, she was worried about going to the workshop alone, so she put down the book in her hand, took Mo Ziwan's little hand and walked out.
The three people who were having fun watched Mo Ziwan and Murong Qingyuan come out. Han Chunlin shouted: "Brother Qingyuan, you are finally willing to give up."
"We will go to the workshop to get some things and then come back. You can play with yourself." Murong Qingyuan said.
"What are you getting? Let's go together." Han Chunlin asked with interest.
"Let's go get the lunch meat and come back. You guys are at home. There can't be too many people in the workshop." Murong Qingyuan spoke in a completely adult tone.
Hearing that he was going to get luncheon meat, Han Chunlin didn't want to go. There was nothing interesting in the workshop, so there was no point in going there. He said, "Then you bring back more luncheon meat, and I want to eat it too."
"Okay." Murong Qingyuan nodded.
On the way, Mo Ziyuan did not forget to remind Murong Qingyuan not to read for a long time.
Murong Qingyuan agreed well, "I know." After agreeing, he chuckled and said: "Grandma is right, you just love to worry. You have been worrying about this and that all day long at such a young age. In a few years, this The whole family depends on you!"
Mo Ziyuan burst into tears when she heard this, "Am I just a worry about my life!" But he couldn't say that. He said with a proud face: "Who made me so smart!"
"Alas!" Murong Qingyuan sighed. When he was at home, his husband praised himself as the smartest student he had ever seen.
Compared with Wan Wan, my cleverness is nothing!
"Brother Qingyuan, you are also very smart." You are so smart, I cheated!
As I was approaching the door of the workshop, I heard someone shouting, "I have something to come to see my son, why don't you let me in?"
"You are not from our workshop, so you can't go in." said a man guarding the door.
After hearing the sound, Mo Ziwan and Murong Qingyuan walked quickly and arrived at the workshop gate. Mo Ziwan looked very unhappy at Feng, Li Dagang's grandmother, who came to the gate and shouted to go in. "Grandma Feng, there are rules in the workshop. People who are not workers in the workshop are not allowed to enter. If Grandma Feng has anything to say to me, I will go in and tell Grandma Feng."
Feng still refused and wanted to go in, "What do you know about a little kid? I will go in and tell your brother Dagang's father to come out. I will definitely not delay his work."
Mo Ziwan blinked and emphasized again: "But people who are not from the workshop are not allowed in!"
"Why am I not from the workshop anymore? Your brother Dagang's parents are working there, and I'm not an outsider. I can just go in and say something."
Feng continued to fool around.
