Huang Ying grabbed a handful of millet and prepared to cook millet and sweet potato porridge for her youngest son.
Chu Qi came to the kitchen door with a stone shovel, with a little sweat on his handsome face:
"Mom, don't cook Xiaomi for me alone, let's eat together."
"How can this be possible? You need to eat better..."
Huang Ying disagreed.
Chu Qi pretended to be sad and said:
"When I think about how I am the only one in the family who enjoys millet porridge while the elders have to eat bran and vegetables, I feel that I am unfilial and it is difficult for me to concentrate on my studies..."
Huang Ying was startled, and quickly put the millet into the bronze tripod, wiped the sweat off her forehead and said:
"Okay, Xiaomi, let's eat together. Qingyun, don't think too much and just study."
Having achieved her goal, Chu Qi strolled back to her newly created vegetable garden and sprinkled the newly bought coriander seeds and green vegetable seeds on the surface; she dug a deeper hole for the carrots, planted them in and covered them with soft soil.
Now is not the coldest time of the year, so these vegetables are cold-resistant and mature quickly. I believe that within two months, we will have fresh and tender vegetables to eat at home.
Ye Zhang went out to catch insects for the old hens and was shocked to find that her well-behaved grandson, who had never done any housework, was actually growing something.
She paused and rubbed her eyes.
Maybe my eyes are blurry and I must have seen it wrong. Shouldn’t my dear grandson be resting at this time?
After rubbing her eyes, she looked again, but her good grandson was still standing there.
even....
He even greeted her with a sweet smile:
"Grandma, you're up."
"......"
clang.
The porcelain bowl in my hand fell, hit the ground, and rolled twice, luckily it didn't break.
Ye Zhang woke up as if from a dream, a little dazed: "My dear grandson, what are you doing?"
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