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Chapter 195 Digging Wild Vegetables (1)

"Dad, get up and have dinner!"

Cai Hongming was chatting with Zhou Gong while holding a pillow in the quilt. Suddenly, a monotonous sound that sounded almost every morning came from his ears - his precious daughter Chuchu came to wake him up again.

It has been a while since I came back from the capital. It was fine in the morning, and people felt lazy and didn't want to get up. So he ignored the little kid and continued to squint his eyes in the quilt, enjoying the beautiful morning time.

Unexpectedly, before I could enjoy it for a while, I felt that I was hit hard on my head a few times. When I opened my eyes, the little brat Chuchu was waving her vigor with an inflatable hammer beside her.

"If you can't get up again, I'll hit you!" Chuchu reminded honestly.

Cai Hongming was completely speechless about this little brat.

Chuchu is over one year old, and according to the habits in southern Fujian, she is two years old. Whose two-year-old child is not still learning to speak or staggeringly. This little guy is very good, he is already smart and walks like the wind. This is nothing. She has a good habit, which is to go to bed early and get up early. She goes to bed on time at night, and wakes up as soon as the chicken cries in the morning. After waking up, she doesn't sit or lie on the bed, but gets up and runs around. Her mother is worried about her, so she has to get up.

After having children, Shi Wan'er specially cooked food at home in the morning to show her good wife and mother.

Chuchu follows her every day and sees the fun of cooking, so she brings a bunch of toys to learn cooking there.

So, every day her mother stir-frys on the stove, and she also drank and stir-fryed very lively, and she didn't know what bowls of cakes were stir-frying.

Cai Hongming couldn't see it, so he bought her a small pot, a small spatula, a small induction cooker and a small bottle of oil, ingredients, etc. Speaking of which, the little guy really has the talent for cooking and learned to fry eggs in a few days. She could only fry eggs because her mother would make instant noodles and fried eggs in addition to cooking porridge in the morning. However, her mother fryed big eggs, and she fryed little bird eggs.

Cai Hongming was almost vomiting after eating eggs.

Although there are a wide variety of eggs on the farm, including eggs, duck eggs, goose eggs, bird eggs, ostrich eggs, etc., no matter how these things change, they are still eggs. No matter how you fry them, they will still taste the same.

Seeing her daughter standing by the bed with an inflatable hammer, Cai Hongming didn't have to think that this little brat would definitely hit him with an inflatable hammer if she saw him lying on the bed later. It seemed that she couldn't sleep anymore, so she had to get up. She brushed her teeth and washed her face and then went to the dining table for dinner. There were a few things on the table, white porridge, fried eggs, and a plate of pickled cucumbers.

The pickled cucumbers were picked up by Uncle Shafu, and his wife’s cooking skills were not that high.

"Dad, look at my loving little bird egg." Sitting on the chair, Chuchu proudly pushed her fried little bird egg to him and showed off.

Cai Hongming glanced at the love little bird egg. It was obvious that two bird eggs were barely put together. The top was OK, but there was no heart on the bottom, but it looked like a little apple. However, he could not dampen the enthusiasm of the child, so he praised: "Chuchu is great. Dad will teach you to fry a square little bird egg tomorrow, which will definitely look better than this."

"Yes." Chuchu was so happy that she twisted left and right, and took out her newly learned love little egg and shared it with her father and mother.

The little bird eggs she fryed are still edible now. If the fried little bird eggs were all black and white. I didn’t know what they were, so I didn’t eat them for the dogs, and threw them into the lake to feed the fish, and the fish would be eaten to the point of being white.

Here, Cai Hongming had to sigh that Shi Wan'er and Chuchu have common attributes. The first time her mother learned to fry eggs was the same. The taste could be used as poisonous gas.

There is a lot of rain in southern Fujian this year. According to my sister-in-law in my hometown, it started raining in December last year and it has not stopped much.

Because of this, Cai Hongming did not go home this year.

This is the weather in southern Fujian. There is a lot of rain, especially from the first lunar month to May, which is very thunderous, and sometimes it will last for the next month. If the sun comes out in this kind of day and the earth's atmosphere rises, the weather will become very wet. If something is stained at home, it will start to get moldy, with a lot of black, white, red, green, yellow, and all kinds of hairs appearing everywhere, which is very annoying.

There is a lot of rain there, while the Gulang is the opposite. It is sparse rainfall all year round, resulting in a dry climate.

After his grandfather came here, somehow he fell in love with this place and just stayed on the farm. Because Hachigong and others accompanied him, his life was very comfortable.

In fact, except for those who are particularly home-loving, they are basically the same in any place. Some of the elderly in their hometown miss him and come to see him.

Their Caijia Village is not large in population and does not have all the troubles of ordinary villages, so people are very united. In addition, Cai Hongming has some money now, so no matter who comes, he will pay for air tickets. After a while, the old people regard coming to visit Cailang as a tour. Some of them don’t want to go back, so they just stay here.

Most of the elderly people stayed at the Peng Zhenren Temple. Now they made this temple look like a temple, but it looked like an elderly activity center.

As winter goes and spring comes, it rains lightly in the rare desert in the desert.

The desert is different from ordinary places. Every seed here is waiting for the opportunity to germinate and grow at all times. When there is rain, the seeds buried in the sand will immediately sprout and break out of the soil; and those withered plants will immediately change into new colors and become green; tiny plants will immediately absorb water and strive to grow; large plants will try their best to accumulate water in their bodies to survive the hot summer that is about to come.

After the rain, some crispy and tender wild vegetables would appear in the desert, so Cai Hongming planned to take his daughter to pick wild vegetables.

After dinner, Chuchu put on her leather shoes and dressed in jeans, looking like a beautiful little cowgirl. She was very satisfied with her clothes, so she happily ran out to show off to her friends.

Cai Hongming put on his clothes, got fucked with his wife for a while, and followed him out.

Shi Wan'er went back to work in the house. Although there were special financial personnel in the farm, Super Manniu and Chuchu Film and Television, and the factory, all the finances were summarized in the end. Every month, she would personally review the company's accounts to see if there were any omissions. It can be said that Shi Wan'er is Cai Hongming's money bag now, and she is in charge of all the money at home.

"Jiaojiao, Xuexue, Wukong, you have to follow me later, otherwise you will lose it. Huahua, don't be lazy, you have to help dig vegetables..."

Cai Hongming came outside the house and saw Chuchu pulling a lot of animals to talk.

After the New Year, the white yak Xueer unexpectedly gave birth to a small Tibetan mastiff with a single horn for the Black and White Evil. Originally, everyone thought that Xueer had either a cow with two horns or a Tibetan mastiff with black and white, but she didn't expect it to be a Tibetan mastiff with only one horn. This little guy didn't have black and white hair like his father's black and white Evil, but was snow-white, with only a tuft of black hair on each of his four legs. The little guy followed Chuchu as soon as he was born, and became her little follower like Bai Lu Xuexue. He usually followed him wherever he went.

The big rooster flower is a farmer's old qualification, so I don't listen to Chuchu very much. I always look around while talking, and I don't know what I'm looking at.

After a while, after Chu Chu finished speaking, Cai Hongming took her on a four-wheeled sand motorcycle and went out with a vast fauna.
Chapter completed!
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