Later, when Shen Shoufu was greedy, he would say to Yan Bao: "Yan Bao, Daddy's appetite has not been very good recently. Can you trouble Yan Bao to make a bowl of noodles for Daddy?"
Yan Bao made the stewed chicken with mushrooms, which he didn't like, as well as the beef noodles with green peppers and the beef brisket noodles with tomatoes.
Yan Bao wanted to keep the pickled cabbage and spicy beef for himself.
Fortunately, Shen Shoufu is not picky. She likes any noodles made by Yan Bao.
Yan Bao sometimes considered producing instant noodles in this place, but later found it too troublesome and without the machines, she decided to give up and did not want to embarrass herself.
At worst, you can just save the instant noodles in the space and eat them sparingly.
If it doesn't work, get another copy talisman and copy her material space.
Thinking of this, Yan Bao felt that his mind had opened up.
Unfortunately, this idea was quickly blocked.
The copy symbol has regulations, and things that have been copied cannot be copied again.
Yan Bao: “…”
On the second day, Qingming Festival, Shen Shoufu and his men offered sacrifices to their ancestors in Huangtao Garden, but they did not burn paper.
Yan Bao and his friends also made shepherd's purse dumplings. As soon as the fresh shepherd's purse dumplings came out of the pot, everyone liked to eat them. Everyone in the village ate pork and shepherd's purse dumplings, which were full of meat and the shepherd's purse was tender.
Yan Bao also sat on the swing, and it was her father who pushed her.
The swing was made by Shen Shoufu.
Seeing that this farm had everything, he felt that something was missing in the yard, so he made a swing. After banging on it, he found that it was pretty good. Yan Bao liked it very much and played with it for a long time.
While Yan Bao was bathing, Chief Minister Shen asked Madam Shen to sit on the swing for a while, and he pushed it from behind: “When Yan Bao was sitting just now, I saw you staring at it, so I knew you wanted to sit on the swing too.”
Madam Shen denied: "I don't have any."
Shen Shoufu didn't believe it: "Are you sure? This was made by your husband himself. Don't you want to try your husband's craftsmanship?"
Madam Shen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, looking at this man who was asking for credit, he was already a grandfather, but he was still so childish. If Yan Bao knew, he would definitely laugh at him in his heart: "Well, my husband is right. I think my husband's craftsmanship is really good. My husband is amazing."
Shen Shoufu got the answer he wanted, with a hint of smile on his face, and pushed the swing harder.
After Yan Bao washed up, he looked at the couple, one sitting on the swing and the other pushing it, and felt a warm feeling: "My parents' love is so beautiful. Look at my dad smiling like a fool. If you don't know him, you would think he's a little silly!"
Shen Shoufu was heartbroken: "......"
Idiot?
silly?
Yanbao, is this how you describe your mature, steady, extremely intelligent, and well-planned father?
Mrs. Shen: “…”
Yanbao, please talk more. Mom likes to listen. Your dad is indeed childish and silly sometimes.
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