Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

"Why don't you go to the kitchen and help out, like washing dishes or something." Qian Yirong looked at his elder brother and suggested.

"also."

Qian Yizheng also stood up and thought this idea was okay.

Let’s learn how to cook, starting from doing odd jobs, and try to make a few decent dishes that he can eat.

Especially the dishes that Nono liked to eat, he had to learn a few more, but he could not wrong the little milkman. They also got up and headed towards the kitchen tent.

When they passed the tents of the little ancestors, they could still hear the quarrels coming from inside.

"The quarrel started again. I don't know when I can send them back. I have been living here and have to serve them. It's really...everyone is a master."

Qian Yirong couldn't help but murmur.

"Take a good look at their faces. How ugly their faces are when they are arguing." Qian Yizheng looked at the people inside through the gap in the curtain. The ferocious faces made him shake his head.

"If we indulge our own temper, we may not be any different from them in the future," he said.

Qian Yirong: "!!!"

Could you please stop saying such horrible things?

He doesn't want to become that kind of person, who is not satisfied with eating and drinking well. He estimates that these people all want to go to heaven.

However, there are some good ones, and there are quite a few who are not causing trouble, but no one comes out to persuade these people who are making trouble and make them quiet down.

But there’s no way to persuade someone else. If something goes wrong, it’s still the fault of the person who stood up to persuade someone.

"When father and mother come back, can they be sent away?" he asked.

"should be."

Qian Yizheng nodded, these people were fine at the beginning, but as time went by, the conflicts became greater.

It was really a headache. Now my brother-in-law ignored them and only ordered three meals a day to be delivered, and that was it. Even the daily snacks were cancelled.

Who knows, some of these people are just not satisfied. They are given food and drink, and retail sales are given. They are not satisfied yet, and they want more. They raise conditions one after another. They really think that Zhanyun Camp is a charity. Woolen cloth?

To put it bluntly, even those who do charity are only caring for the elderly and children. Whoever does charity will do it to those who can be self-sufficient and have hands and feet.

"Hey, what are you doing?!"

Just as they were about to leave, a young ancestor was pushed out by several people and stood brightly in the rain.

The man was caught in the heavy rain and was stunned for a while. It took him a long time to realize that he had been pushed out, and he pointed at the arrogant people and asked loudly.

"What are you doing? I won't let you stay anymore and I'll tell you to get out. Don't you see?"

"you……"

The eyes of the man who was caught in the rain were red. He didn't know whether he was caught in the rain or was in a hurry.

"This camp doesn't belong to you, why don't you let me stay?"

After a few quarrels, he couldn't stand the arrogance of these people, and they were also very slovenly, making the tent smell bad.

That's why I couldn't help but say a few words. How could I be kicked out?

"You don't take care of your own hygiene, and you make others suffer along with you. Why can't I say it anymore? It's you who should get out, right?"

"We can do whatever we want, you can control it... ugh!"