"Mom, I want to go find my brother, I'm so bored," Tingting found Fu Bao's childish words quite amusing.
Those naughty boys have all grown up now, and they're all quite mischievous. My sons Fu Bao and Qiu Qiu are still the cutest.
"You're so young, how would you know what boredom is?" Tingting tapped Fubao's little nose.
"Mom, I'm hungry, I want to eat," Qiuqiu said, rubbing her stomach.
"Okay, I'll cook for you right away. This family needs to cook six meals a day."
Either it's mealtime or the two little ones are hungry.
"Jianjun, let's get rid of these bottles and packaging from our space during this period."
"Let's put it in the stove pit, that's perfect for starting a fire."
"Okay, the third and fourth brothers are hungry. I'll cook, and you go and start the fire."
Jianjun nodded and disposed of all the garbage from this period.
Today I made snail rice noodles and some regular meals, hoping the kids could try them.
"Mom, why does this smell so bad? What did you eat? Are we that poor? I can eat less," Zhu Zi asked, pinching his nose.
"What do you know? Hurry up and try it, it's delicious. You'll regret it if you miss it," Tingting rolled her eyes at him.
Jianjun and Tingting both love to eat, but the younger ones don't eat, and the whole house smells of it.
The children dressed and opened all the windows, letting in fresh air to dispel the smell of snail rice noodles.
“These kids don’t understand anything. From now on, all the snail rice noodles will belong to us.”
“That makes sense. We can eat here for a longer period of time. Next time, we should add some duck feet.”
Seeing how seriously they answered, the other children immediately ran off to study, leaving them speechless.
Several children began reciting poems. Tingting and Jianjun each had to be tested and had to memorize them.
They prepared a lot of apples for him; this was the first time Cheng Cai had eaten apples in winter.
Cheng Cai was shocked to see the apples in front of him. He was amazed that there were apples in winter. He had only ever eaten wild fruits since his parents died when he was young, and they were very sour.
Frozen persimmons in winter are very sweet, but I've never eaten an apple before.
There's always something that will shock Aunt Tingting.
Every meal now includes a balanced mix of meat and vegetables. Tingting is worried that they might gain too much weight in the winter, so she's making sure they get a more comprehensive diet.
Chengcai carefully nibbled on the apple, while Youcai watched his brother.
"Brother, this apple is so sweet, it's delicious."
Listening to my younger brother's childish words and seeing how Zhu Zi and the others took it for granted, I really felt the difference.
She secretly resolved to study hard, not to be jealous, and to repay her uncle and aunt's kindness.
Such wonderful things, both myself and my younger brother have them, that's what it means to treat them like my own children.
Even I don't think I could necessarily do it.
Tingting and her husband had no idea that this apple had made the child think so much.
"Wife, I'll find some wood later and see if I can make a few boxes to hold wine."
"Why store the wine in a container? Can't we just put it away later?"
"That's not the case. We'll need to find a house, preferably somewhere with low humidity. I'll put each bottle of wine in a box."
"I don't want all the wines I've painstakingly collected to end up with mixed flavors."
"Alright, you're just killing time anyway, so take your time figuring it out."
"Wife, collect more wine later, and leave it all for the children."
"Okay, you've got a lot on your mind."
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