For five days in a row, Chu Rong and Huang Shuhai were wasted in the field.
Outside of eating and sleeping, there is basically no idle time. The progress of the house is also very fast. All the craftsmen are grateful for Chu Rong's noon meal. When they work, they work harder than doing it for themselves.
On this day, after finally taking care of the fields, Chu Rong, who could take a breather, was still sleeping soundly in bed at dawn, suffering from two children, staring longingly at the porridge and eggs in the bowl.
Huang Shuhai let out a dry cough in disguise, and pushed the sliced ??pickled cucumbers in front of the two children, "Let's make do with it, and let your mother make delicious ones at noon."
Huang Shuhai, who was licking blood on the tip of the knife, could only cook porridge, and even boiled eggs were requested by Chu Rong. He had to cook one for the two children every day.
When cooking for the first time, I was almost injured by a burst egg. However, Huang Shuhai has strong observation skills. When cooking later, he kept observing the changes in the egg. When he saw a crack, he took it out immediately, so that the egg did not explode again. event.
"Father, you can actually boil salted eggs. There are many in the porcelain pot on the kitchen shelf. They are salty and fragrant, and they go well with white porridge."
Huang Jin'er stared at her big eyes, looking at her father's face cautiously, as if she was afraid of hurting Huang Shuhai's self-esteem.
Huang Jun'er didn't say anything, but there was a look of approval on his little face.
"Salted eggs?" Huang Shuhai muttered suspiciously, got up and walked to the kitchen.
On the kang table in the west room, the two brothers and sisters Huang Jun'er stared at each other for a long time, and then sighed together.
It's not that I hate white porridge, nor do I hate eggs. It's just that it has no taste at all, and the two of them really can't eat it.
Thinking of the breakfast these days, which consisted of porridge and eggs, the two children instantly thought of their mother, and missed the egg pancakes and side dishes made by her mother even more.
At this moment, if Chu Rong, who was sleeping soundly in the east room, knew that her two children had only thought of her because of breakfast, she would have scolded her heartlessly with a straight face.
Ever since Huang Shuhai hit a wild boar last time, the two children have been holding him tight, insisting on learning boxing skills.
Huang Shuhai already felt guilty about the pair of children, so he wouldn't refuse, so he agreed. Even Huang Jin'er was selectively ignored by him, and the two children were treated equally.
After Chu Rong found out, she didn't say much. It is especially for Huang Jiner to see the success of learning martial arts. Girls always want to marry, even if he can support her for a lifetime, it depends on Huang Jiner's willingness.
? If you learn boxing skills, you will have more guarantees after you get married.
But here comes the problem, the two children get up earlier than her in the morning, learn martial arts from Huang Shuhai, then one goes to school, and the other goes to Huang Yingna to learn embroidery.
At night, the two children went to bed early, and went into the west room after dinner, and she, the mother, wanted to make out with the two children in the past to enhance their relationship, but they were kicked out by the two children because they had to go to bed early and get up early Good at practicing martial arts.
What made Chu Rong speechless was the astonishing words of her precious daughter, Jin'er wanted a little brother.
Originally thinking about Tong Yan Wuji, Chu Rong didn't plan to educate her daughter, but she couldn't stand the sullen man next to her. Huang Shuhai heard this, so that she worked extra hard in bed in those few days.
But now, the two children are troubled by the problem of breakfast, and finally think of their mother who was neglected by them for a long time and even sold.
Huang Shuhai came in softly. The porcelain bowl in his hand contained six darker-colored eggs, which were still steaming, but the two children almost cheered.
The eggs are oily, and the three of you wiped out all the six salted eggs, which can be regarded as a comfortable breakfast.
Chu Rong closed her eyes and sniffed, her stomach growling so annoyingly.
Opening his eyes with difficulty, he looked at the bright sky outside, stretched his waist, and hurriedly got up and dressed.
On the fair skin, there were speckles and spots, coupled with the black eyes under the eyes, Chu Rong kept a straight face, and rushed to the top of her head in anger.
After leaving the house, the three masters were nowhere to be seen. Chu Rong washed up as usual, went into the kitchen, and lifted the lid of the pot.
As expected, I saw warm white porridge, but this time the eggs were replaced with salted eggs she marinated.
After eating breakfast wholeheartedly, Chu Rong frowned when she heard the noise coming from the west while she was washing the dishes.
The noise became louder and louder, and one of the high-profile curses made Chu Rong hear clearly, Foreman Zhao?
Putting down the bowl in her hand, Chu Rong went out with doubts, and went straight to the west construction site.
More than a dozen craftsmen gathered together, cursing angrily, their faces full of righteous indignation.
Chu Rong was startled, and hurriedly quickened her pace, and when she got close, she heard a familiar voice wailing.
Lin Erbao? Didn't this bum have his leg broken by the county dude?
Feeling even more confused, Chu Rong stepped forward, raised her hand and patted Foreman Zhao on the shoulder.
"Major's wife?" Foreman Zhao turned around, his face still ashen. When he saw Chu Rong, he immediately calmed down and turned sideways, so that Chu Rong could see clearly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com