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Early in the morning, Yuan Qing took a look inside the rice vat at home, and saw that the pitiful little grain had reached the bottom, and where was the rice, it was yellow and black, and she estimated that it was almost the same as the chaff that had been fed to pigs in her generation.
So if this thing is stuck in the throat, can it be pulled out? Yuan Qing is very doubtful.

"Auntie, both chickens laid eggs today!"

The four-year-old child's voice was filled with joy. He jumped into the room and saw Yuan Qing standing upright. He tried hard to control his excitement. Yuan Qing's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he had eggs to eat!

"Potato, you take this and feed it to the chickens. After you finish feeding it, you come back for dinner, okay?" Feeding the hens well these past two days has indeed paid off, but I have to continue fattening them.

Zhou Yin took a look at the cornmeal in the bowl, his little eyes were filled with confusion. Feed the chicken?

But he didn't dare to refute Yuan Qing, so he obediently agreed, "Okay, aunt." His heart was bleeding. This corn mush was enough for him and his aunt to eat for one day. What would he and his aunt eat in the past two days after feeding chickens?

When his uncle comes back, he will have to lose another two ounces of meat. This little man will be very worried.

Yuan Qing went to the egg pocket and took out the only two eggs in it. Yes, they were the ones where the potatoes had just been put in. The eggs were not yet overheated, and when touched, they looked like they had just come out of the chicken's butt.

Yuan Qing hummed a song and went to the kitchen. She planned to cook noodles. There was no rice at home, but there was still some white flour, so she and her children would cook a bowl of leek and egg noodles.

When two bowls of noodles were brought to the table, Yuan Qing put her hands on her hips and called to the child: "Potato, come back for dinner."

Soon the potatoes rolled in, "Wow, it smells so good, auntie!"

When he saw the food on the table clearly, his eyes widened and he said, "Auntie, this is..."

Eggs!

How could your aunt be willing to eat such a precious thing?

Yuan Qing patted the child's head and said, "Eat quickly."

Zhou Yin climbed up on the table and quickly handed the eggs in the bowl to Yuan Qing, "Auntie, eat it. Auntie works hard. I'm young and can't eat much."

Yuan Qing felt very sad. The child was drooling, but he still allowed her to eat. Alas, how could he be so good?

She returned the eggs and said, "What's in your bowl is yours. Be obedient and eat the eggs."

Zhou Yin was so moved that his aunt was so kind to him that when he took the golden egg in his mouth, tears came out instantly.

"Woo woo woo..."

Yuan Qing was surprised, "What's going on?"

Zhou Yin sobbed and didn't speak, just kept wiping his tears. His aunt had been so good to him in the past two days. She didn't despise him as a dragster like before, and didn't look at him like an enemy. Every time he saw

He is so scared of his aunt. She will pinch him secretly, beat him, and won't give him food when his uncle is not at home. But... But these past two days, my aunt has been so gentle, and she always speaks softly when talking to him. It's delicious.

He also eats closely to him, just like this, he feels so happy...

Afraid of being rejected after crying for a long time, Zhou Yin quickly stopped crying and hiccupped because of anxiety. He explained to Yuan Qing in a low voice: "Aunt, the potatoes are crying because the potatoes cooked by my aunt are so delicious. The potatoes have never tasted so good.

Thank you, aunt, for the food."

Yeah, he could tell that there was salt and oil in the bowl, as well as white flour and eggs. It wasn't that he hadn't eaten it before, but his aunt's cooking tasted very good, and it was different from before. And, um, eating

My mood is also different. What my aunt gave me was incense.

Yuan Qing was stunned for a moment. She had never been hungry in the first thirty years of her life. She really couldn't imagine that a bowl of noodles could taste the delicacies of mountains and seas. Her eyebrows were soft and she said, "Good boy, I will eat more delicious little potatoes in the future.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, spicy fish, Mapo tofu, and many more delicious things, can my aunt cook them all for you?"

Zhou Yin thought it was delicious just listening to Yuan Qing's description, but he also knew that it cost money to eat. He held back his saliva and shook his head, "If you don't eat the potatoes, I will feed them to my aunt and uncle. I will save the money for my younger brother to study in the future.

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This is what my aunt often says, everything in the house belongs to "my younger brother".