If we cook in advance according to this time, the hot meals will almost always be served on the table just as the children come home.
The children can put down their schoolbags, wash their hands and eat directly.
But today's dishes were all prepared and served, and the rice was served, but there was still no sign of the five children.
Ye Lao Er smelled the aroma of scrambled eggs with small root vegetables and couldn't help swallowing his saliva and said, "These brats, could it be that they ran off to play and forgot to go home?"
Mrs. Ye said with certainty: "Probably not. Even if you want to go out to play, you have to go home to eat first.
"I don't know about others, but my Chang Xue's stomach is like a bottomless pit.
"No matter how much I ate at the last meal, I would always feel sick before the next meal.
"I used to always hear people say, 'You little brat, you're going to eat me to death,' but I never believed it!
"I think that children nowadays are different from when we were little, and they don't have to do any work.
"I just sit and study every day, but when I come back I'm so hungry that I look like I can eat a cow.
"I don't think your Changrui is like that either!"
"Children have different appetites, and it's not like our family can't afford to feed them," Old Lady Ye said protectively, protecting her grandson. "Besides, isn't it good for children to eat? That way they'll grow stronger and be less likely to get sick."
"If you meet a picky eater, you'll be in trouble!"
Everyone talked for a while, and seeing that the food on the table was almost cold and the children had not returned yet, Mrs. Ye couldn't help but worry.
She turned her head to look at Third Sister Ye and found that Third Sister Ye's brows were also full of worry, so she turned her head and asked her daughter: "Did Qingtian read the watch wrong today?"
"No!" Qingtian said, taking out his pocket watch and pointing to the grid on it to Ye Dasao, "Every day when the needle reaches here, the brothers come back. Now they have walked so much more."
Finally, Mrs. Ye San couldn't sit still any longer, so she pulled Ye Lao San up and said, "Let's go out and greet him."
"That's not the case. Maybe the teacher is too late today!" Ye Laosan had been working in the fields all day and really didn't want to move at this moment.
It was just a very ordinary sentence, but Mrs. Ye San suddenly got angry.
"Is there any father like you? If anything happens to the child, we'll have nothing to live with!"
After saying that, she pushed her chair back suddenly, turned around and walked out.
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