Feng Jiuyan took the dress and walked behind the screen to try it out to see if it fit her. When she put it on, she was surprised to find that her mother had made some modifications to the dress, which was a little different from the dress she usually wore.
The sleeves were reduced in size, the hem was shortened by a few inches, and even the material, Madam Feng chose a light one. She stuffed some cotton inside, which was not only warm but also very convenient for movement.
Feng Jiuyan moved his arms and legs up and down and left and right a few times, and sure enough, his movements were not affected at all.
She rushed out from behind the screen excitedly and hugged Madam Feng's neck, "Mother, I like this dress very much!"
Madam Feng laughed and scolded, "Hey, kid, you are so unruly. Come, stand still, let me take a look."
Feng Jiuyan opened her arms and turned a few circles in front of Madam Feng. "Mother, it fits me very well!"
"Well, it does fit. This dress really suits my daughter. Look, she looks like a fairy." Madam Feng looked at her daughter's smiling face and also smiled.
My daughter is growing up more and more outstanding. Although her face is still a little childish, she has become a graceful young lady.
Madam Feng was sighing in her heart when her dress was tugged. She lowered her head and saw that it was her youngest son.
Feng Jiuli pouted, "Mother, where are A-Li's new clothes?"
"Ari, didn't your sister buy some for you? I'll ask your sister to take them out for you to try later." Madam Feng said with a smile.
Feng Jiuli: "......"
Who said that clothes bought outside are not as good as those made by yourself? Wasn’t it his mother who said that?
Why is this sentence only said to his sister and not to him?
Can he only wear outer clothes?
Woo——
A son with a mother is not necessarily a treasure, he may also be a weed!
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noon.
At noon, when it was almost time for lunch, Feng Jiuyan carried a big bag and held Huahua in her arms and went to the kitchen. This time Feng Jiuli wanted to go with her, but Feng Jiuyan didn't want to take him with her. The reason was that he was too much of a hindrance and she couldn't use the space to cheat.
I don’t know where Huang Er and his family of three went. I didn’t see any of them.
I guess he did something bad.
Feng Jiuyan sneered. No matter what bad things they did, she would not let them succeed.
After entering the kitchen, Feng Jiuyan closed the doors and windows tightly.
First, he took Huahua's rice bowl out from the space, and then took several pieces of cooked chicken breast and pork from the space and put them in the bowl. Another steel bowl was filled with animal milk powder, which was made with spiritual spring water. '
Huahua licked the milk in the basin with its little nose twitched. It was the water it was familiar with.
"Ouch--" It raised its wet eyes and called out to Feng Jiuyan.
It cannot express it, but it knows that this is the water that will restore its strength if it drinks it.
It likes it.
Feng Jiuyan raised an eyebrow, "Feed you first, so I don't have to coax you again."
Huahua opened her mouth wide as if she was laughing, and then started to eat with big chunks of food.
Feng Jiuyan let Huahua eat her lunch while she started to busy herself with the things at hand.
Put the bundle next to the stove. There is only some flour in it, nothing else. Taking this bundle out is just a trick.
Her consciousness sank into the space, and she used her mind to knead the dough, let it ferment, and make steamed buns in the kitchen in the space.
Everything in the space can be done with the mind. And it will not consume her mental energy. Even if she frequently uses her mind to control things in the space, Feng Jiuyan will not feel tired.
Therefore, Feng Jiuyan can make steamed buns without any effort and in very little time.
Soon, in less than two quarters of an hour, Feng Jiuyan made seventy or eighty steamed buns with her mind. She also made meat buns with various meat fillings, vegetable buns, and so on.
By the way, I also made a lot of dumplings.
If you can’t finish the food, you can steam it and put it in the storage space to keep it fresh. When you want to eat it, you can just take it out and eat it. It is very convenient.
Feng Jiuyan took out about twenty white flour buns from the space, put water in the pot, put a steamer on it, and placed the buns on the steamer. Then, she started to light the fire to steam the buns.
Flavorful buns such as meat buns are steamed directly in the steamer in the kitchen of the space. The space has electricity, so it is very convenient.
While the fire was burning and steaming buns, Feng Jiuyan took a handful of flour from the space and sprinkled it on the stove and the ground.
To perform a play, you have to do it in full. Since you are making steamed buns, there will be flour on the ground and on the stove.
Thinking of something, Feng Jiuyan used her mind to make a few more steamed buns in the space. However, these steamed buns were a little special, as she added some ingredients.
Soon, the aroma of steamed buns wafted from the kitchen.
Seeing that the steamed buns were cooked and very hot, Feng Jiuyan was too lazy to take them out one by one. After making sure that there was no one around, he directly put the buns and the steamer into the space. Concentrating his mind, he put all the steamed buns in two cloth bags.
The meat and vegetable buns in the space were also steamed. Feng Jiuyan also packed some out in a cloth bag and put them into the bag on the stove.
Then, put the steamer back on the stove and put the steamed buns with ingredients on the steamer to continue steaming.
When the steamed buns in the pot were almost cooked, Huahua, who was lying at the kitchen door, hurried back to Feng Jiuyan's feet, crying.
Feng Jiuyan was puzzled at first, not knowing what Huahua was up to. But when she saw Huahua holding the rice bowl in her mouth and walking towards the kitchen door, she realized that someone might have returned.
Feng Jiuyan was skeptical. Dogs have very sharp noses, but it was the first time she heard that cats also have such a keen sense of smell.
Never mind, let’s just slip away first.
Feng Jiuyan put Huahua's rice bowl into the space, picked up the bag in his left hand, held Huahua with a round belly in his right hand, and left the kitchen.
As soon as I turned the corner, I saw Huang Er, Li Taohua and their son Huang Fei wearing straw raincoats and bamboo hats, walking towards the kitchen.
Feng Jiuyan was shocked and looked down at Huahua in his arms. He didn't expect Huahua's sense of smell and alertness to be so good!
It’s true that you can’t judge a book by its cover!
She touched Blossom's furry little pouch and whispered, "Blossom, you're awesome!"
Huahua raised her head and grinned, as if she was laughing.
Feng Jiuyan looked up at the three people in front of him. After a closer look, he saw that their bodies, faces, hands, and shoes were all covered with yellow mud. They looked like they had just returned from the fields.
The three of them walked towards the kitchen. Huang Fei rushed into the kitchen and said urgently, "Hey, no, no, I need to drink some water, but I'm almost dying of thirst!"
"Hey, Mom, why are there steamed buns on the stove?"
Hearing this, Li Taohua and Huang Er also rushed into the kitchen.
"Hey, it's really a steamed bun! And it's still hot!" Huang Er said in surprise.
"It should be that silly girl from the Feng family who did it." Li Taohua said.
After saying that, she walked out of the door and looked around. Feng Jiuyan, who was hiding in the corner, shrank back and hid herself.
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