Futuristic Chef Transmigrated As Mother

The mother and son were well fed and ready to clean up, as the old saying goes, a new life and a new look.

In this era, there were not many courtyard walls made of bricks in the village, and Taohua Village was the only one. It was thanks to Jiang Danhe's long-dead father. Before the fall of the Jiang family, he was the richest man, but at that time he was harmed by a traitor, and his family fortune was rich. They were all scattered and came to Taohua Village with only a little money, most of which were used to buy land and build houses.

Xiaoguo took Zhuangzhuang around. It was dark when he came, and he was busy eating, so he didn't have time to look at the surrounding environment. This will be clear in the next turn.

The three main rooms face south, facing the door in the middle is the room for eating, the one in the east is the room where Jiang's mother lived before her death, the one in the west is the room where Xiaoguo lived, and the room where Jiang's mother lived was three meters away. The place is the kitchen, the yard is very large, and there are vegetable fields, but because it has been abandoned for a long time, Xiaoguo is more satisfied that there is a well in the yard. I fetched water, and I dug it out bit by bit.

After getting acquainted with it, Xiaoguo led Zhuangzhuang, who was fully armed, to start the cleaning work. The two first moved the furniture out of the house. It had not been in the sun for a long time. taste.

There is a well at home and there is no shortage of water, and Xiaoguo doesn’t save it. Let Zhuangzhuang go to get the brush at home. Taking advantage of this kung fu, Xiaoguo takes out the detergent from the ring, and is going to use the detergent instead of the laundry detergent. It was then that I discovered that I had nothing to clean my clothes at home.

After Xiaoguo came out, Zhuangzhuang just came out, handed it to his mother obediently, and asked crisply, "Mother, what else should I do?"

I originally wanted to say that I don't need mother to do it, but looking at Zhuangzhuang's bright eyes, he hesitated again, and looked around to see if there was anything Zhuangzhuang could help with, "Then go and help mother get the laundry tub and laundry hammer. "

Zhuangzhuang answered and ran into the back room happily. Xiaoguo didn't stop in his hand. He quickly drew two buckets of water from the well. After Zhuangzhuang brought the basin, Xiaoguo poured the water into the basin. It's very big, so Xiaoguo went back to the house and took out the dirty clothes from the closet and the dirty clothes that she changed last night. As soon as she went out, she saw the maza that Zhuangzhuang had brought out. She stood beside the maza and looked at Xiao with a smile. Guo, with an expression like a puppy waiting to be praised, thought of this, and Xiao Guo burst out laughing.

"Mother?" Zhuangzhuang didn't know why she laughed again. It seems that she has been laughing at herself since she woke up yesterday. It's not the same as before. In the past, my mother always sighed. I really want my mother to keep laughing like this. .

Xiaoguo didn't know Zhuangzhuang's thoughts, so she walked over to encourage her and pinched her still thin face, "Zhuangzhuang is great. I know how to help my mother with her work and help her get a maza, and my mother feels very happy."

Being praised by her mother, Zhuangzhuang blushed shyly, "What's this, I still have to do a lot of things for my mother. When I grow up, I will wash and cook for my mother."

Xiaoguo is so cute by Zhuangzhuang's manly words, "Then I'll wait for Zhuangzhuang to grow up."

"Well! I will grow up quickly." Zhuangzhuang assured Xiaoguo.

Xiaoguo was sitting on the Maza to wash clothes, Zhuangzhuang looked at him and suddenly turned around and ran to the kitchen, Xiaoguo didn't know what he was doing, and ran back shortly after turning around to wash the clothes, sitting behind Xiaoguo with the Maza in his hand , two small hands hammer Xiaoguo's waist.

Xiaoguo looked back at Zhuangzhuang in surprise, this kid...is too sensible.

Zhuangzhuang beat his waist seriously, with a serious expression and a small frown, as if he was doing something serious.

With the warm-hearted Zhuangzhuang company, Xiaoguo was very motivated and quickly washed the clothes, took off the quilt and washed the sheets and pillowcases, and brushed the furniture by the way. It was the weather in May, not cold or not. It's hot and the sun is just right, and it can be put into the house in the evening.

"Mother, you are great!" Zhuangzhuang looked at the clothes and quilts hanging on the rope, full of ropes.

"Of course it's also because Zhuangzhuang gives the hammer a comfortable waist. My mother is not tired at all because of Zhuangzhuang." Xiaoguo stretched her limbs, and she was not very tired.