Jiang Xing took out a handkerchief from his body, took Huo Zhiqi's hand and wiped the palm and back of his hand clean, "It's dirty now."

After wiping his hands clean, the child was no longer so resistant.

When Jiang Qi was leading Huo Zhiqi into the courtyard, he happened to run into Shen Mo who had returned.

"Zhiqi." Shen Mo was a little surprised when he saw the little guy being held by Jiang Qi.

"Uncle Shen." Huo Zhiqi greeted politely.

"Why are you here?" Shen Mo saw that 놛 was dirty and had a hole in his trousers. He frowned and asked, "What happened?"

Jiang Xi explained, "Just now, a few kids bullied you, and I brought them back."

Shen Mo frowned and asked, "Who bullied you?"

Huo Zhiqi lowered his head, looking as if he was trying to avoid answering.

Shen Mo wanted to ask more questions.

Jiang Xi spoke at the right time, "Okay, the kid has his own little thoughts. Whatever you want to say, forget it. Let's eat."

Jiang Xi first took Huo Zhiqi to wash up, and then went to the main hall to eat.

As soon as Huo Zhiqi entered the house, he smelled the aroma of meat, and his misty eyes lit up.

It was the age of physical development, Huo Zhiqi only ate two meals a day and was still full. All the meat was eaten by Wang Xiaotian and Wang Xiaodong, and they took turns to eat.

The happiest days were when Sister Jiang taught me English. I didn’t have to go hungry at noon and could eat meat.

But later I found out that Sister Jiang was Uncle Shen’s wife, so I dared not to go.

Sister Jiang and Uncle Shen also have their own lives to live, and a child from another family should not interfere with their lives.

While Jiang Xi went to get the bowl for rice, Shen Mo picked up a piece of meat and put it in Huo Zhiqi's bowl.

Huo Zhiqi stared blankly at the huge piece of meat in the bowl. This was the first time he had seen such a huge piece of meat.

Aunt Wang’s family also often had meat to eat, but each time there were more vegetables than meat, and the meat was very small, at most only one-fifth of the piece of meat in the bowl in front of them.

"How do you eat it?"

Seeing that he was staring at the bowl without eating, Shen Mo asked.

Huo Zhiqi was actually too fond of food. At Aunt Wang's house, Aunt Wang seldom let him eat meat.

He always gave the meat to Wang Xiaotian and Wang Xiaodong first, and would give Dong a piece of fat meat when he was in a good mood.

Jiang Liu walked into the house carrying a bowl of freshly cooked rice, and saw the little guy looking at her with his eyes.

?

Why are you looking at her?

Jiang Xi put a bowl of rice on the table, then reached out and picked up the bowl in front of Huo Zhiqi.

When Huo Zhiqi saw her take away the bowl with a piece of meat in front of him, a hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes.

As soon as he lowered his head, a bowl of hot, shiny rice was placed in front of him.

Huo Zhiqi stared at the steaming rice in front of him.

Jiang Xiu was afraid that the rice was too full, so he pressed it down when serving it.

"How do you eat? Eat quickly, there's more." Seeing that he was staring at the bowl in a daze, Jiang Xing urged him and picked up two pieces of meat and put them in his bowl.

Huo Zhiqi picked up the chopsticks and took a breath.

The meat was steamed until it was soft and melted in the mouth. Huo Zhiqi's eyes lit up and he ate his rice mouthful by mouthful.

While eating the meat, Shen Mo had already used a rice spoon to serve a bowl of rice to Jiang Xi. Jiang Xi followed his lead and took the bowl to eat.

Shen Mo picked up a piece of meat and put it in Jiang Xiang's bowl, then began to eat.

When the braised pork is just out of the pot, just the smell makes people hungry. Now that it is in my mouth, it is so delicious that I want to swallow my tongue.

The meat is eaten with rice, and the vegetable soup is used to relieve the greasiness.

After the meal, everyone was satisfied.

Jiang Xing’s appetite was poor, but the braised pork I made myself was delicious, so I ate a little more.

Shen Mo eats a lot, one bowl after another. Others would be amazed at his astonishing appetite, and some even worry whether they can afford to support him.

But Jiang Xi knew that they had been in the army for many years and their physiques were in good condition, so they could eat less.

Zhiqi also ate very quickly, but Jiang Xing soon noticed that the boy only picked up the white rice in the bowl and would never take the initiative to pick up vegetables.

Children fostered in other people's homes are always more sensitive, and Jiang Xing also saw through my sensitivity, and when he saw that there was no food in my bowl, he picked some for me.

Shen Moyuan was eating with relish, but when he saw his wife picking up vegetables for Zhiqi's kid, he suddenly felt that the meat in the bowl was not so delicious anymore.

Looking at the empty plate on the table, Jiang Xing felt a sense of satisfaction.

When the food she cooked was eaten up by everyone, it was the highest recognition of her cooking skills.

After the meal, the little guy Huo Zhiqi took the initiative to help Shen Mo clean up the dishes.

Shen Mo did not stop him. Boys should be taught to do housework from an early age.

Jiang Xing was also not idle, walking back and forth in the yard to digest his food, looking towards the kitchen from time to time. The two figures, a boy and a girl, in the kitchen gave Jiang Xing a strange feeling.

No matter what kind of life you live in, it all comes down to firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.

Yes, there is a good and obedient child.

The feeling of a whole family.

The sun hanging high in the sky shone into the yard, passing through the tree and falling on the ground in spots. Jiang Gui took a deep breath of fresh air, dispelling his thoughts.

The air quality of this era is much worse than the air in the modern world, which has long been polluted. No wonder people in this era live longer.

When Jiang Xibai was bored, she saw that the weeds on the reclaimed wasteland had not been removed yet, so she took a dustpan and was about to sweep the weeds in.

Just want to pull out all those weeds.

The dustpan in my hand was taken away.

Shen Mo looked at her and said, "Don't do these dirty jobs when I'm at home."

Shen Mo wanted to deal with the grass himself, but when he saw Zhiqi standing there at a loss, he said, "Zhiqi, come and get the grass in here, and then take it to the backyard."

"No need, I'm just a kid..." Jiang Qi was interrupted by Zhiqi excitedly before he could finish his words.

"Coming." Zhiqi trotted over quickly, as if he was afraid that Jiang Xi would snatch his job away from him.

Jiang Xi's words got stuck in his throat.

Well, then she'll be relieved too.

Then Jiang Xing walked to the swing and swung for a while.

The task of weeding was given to the little guy Zhiqi, while Shen Mo left the yard and soon came back carrying a bag of things.

When he dumped the stuff out of the bag, Jiang Xing knew it was cement.

Shen Mo mixed the cement skillfully, then took off his coat and began to apply cement to the pool.

She also did weeding. She really did it.

When Shen Mo was doing things, he was neat and serious. Jiang Xi's eyes unconsciously fell on him and looked him up.

The man took off his coat, revealing a military green vest underneath. Soon his chest was soaked with sweat.

The vest fits tightly against his skin, vaguely outlining the curve of his chest muscles. His muscle lines are so smooth that they seem to be carved out, and every muscle exudes masculine charm.

The arms and shoulders move with 놛's movements, and the muscles are tight and visible.

Jiang Xing swallowed unconsciously, thinking of the sexy scene he saw early this morning.