Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life

At Qiao Mai's booth, there was no excitement to watch, the people dispersed, and the mayor came to the booth.

"You owe me another favor, the full moon festival is coming, give me some gifts for the old man?"

Lu Sanniang raised her eyebrows, "What do you want?"

"Fresh food, you sisters want to go" then turned around with a smile and left.

Qiao Mai smiled, "Sister, is this another foodie?"

"Eat him to death, he is still greedy when he is old, since he wants to eat, can you get some fresh ones?"

"When is the full moon festival?"

"August 15th, there are still ten days left."

"Okay, let me think about it, do we have mooncakes here?"

"There are no moon cakes, but there are short cakes, which are round, like the moon. In fact, you can live without them. Farmers have no one to live. Those who want to worship the moon, have to set up a case, and have to pay tribute are only for rich families."

"The mayor is from a rich family, right?"

"Yes, he came from a really rich family."

"Do you have something to do with the mayor?"

Lu Sanniang rolled her eyes guiltily, "What could be the matter? He's such an old man, I don't like him, hum!

Qiao Mai smiled, took a long breath, sat down and took out the embroidery work from the basket.

Shopkeeper Lu sat beside her, "How are those two children at your house?"

"It's good, I'm very hardworking. At noon, you help me watch the stall for a while, and I'll go shopping and go home,"

"You are so kind to them, my sister is jealous."

"I'm also good to you. I came to my house on August 15th. I recently learned a few dishes and cooked them for you."

"That's about the same."

Shopkeeper Lu returned to the shop, and the stall returned to calm.

At noon, Qiao Mai bought ten buns and ten steamed buns from the bun shop, and went home with a basket.

The two little ones were sitting obediently in the yard, and when they heard the knock on the door, they quickly opened the door.

"Mom, are you back?"

"Yeah, mother is busy during the day, so I bought buns for you at noon, and boiled half a pot of boiling water, so we can eat together."

"good girl"

One went to boil the water, the other moved a bench for her, Qiao Mai put the buns on the table, and the steamed buns in the kitchen.

The eldest son set up three bowls, "Mother, there is nothing to do at home, why don't we help you look after the stall, so that mother can free up her hands to do other things."

"How can there be nothing to do, the lady in the East and West Wings has a lot of little quails, and you need to take care of them."

"quail?"

"Yes,"

Seeing his second son adding firewood to the stove, Qiao Mai waved to him.

"Go, mother will take you to have a look."

Opening a room in the east wing, the two children opened their mouths and said after seeing so many quails.

"They're so small and so many."

"Yeah, you take care of them at home, clean up their excrement, pick up their eggs, add water to see if there is less water, and add some food if there is less food. This day is almost over."

"That's too little work, mother can arrange something else for us."

"Have you ever read a book before?"

The two shook their heads, and Qiao Mai continued to induce "Do you want to study?"

Their eyes lit up and then went out again.

"Mother saved us, we have nothing to repay, and she still supports us, and I don't know what to do to make my heart feel at ease. If I continue to study, I really feel ashamed."

"Take care of your health first, and after the new year, my mother will send you to study, okay? It's in the school in our town, very close."

"Is it really possible?"

"Why not, you work hard at home and study hard outside. When you grow up, you will be promising. This is the best gift to repay your mother."

"Mom!" The two cubs cried again.

"Okay, mother really raised you as sons, you just know, mother can understand your feelings, let's not talk about it, eat, boil water, fill water, let's eat steamed buns, this time the meat buns bought by mother .”

Hearing the meat buns, the two little ones swallowed.

Qiao Mai saw that the things she had left on the table did not move much, knowing that they were sensible, and ate some in a measured manner.

Just then the door rang, Qiao Mai let them eat buns, she went to open the door.

"Uh, Mr. Yuan?"

"Young master, just call me Big Brother Yuan. I'm a few years older than you. I've finished the sign and was about to send it to you. When I saw you were at home, I wanted to disturb you."

Qiao Mai looked at the rectangular sign she was holding in her arms. The font on it was neat and clear, even from a distance.

"Thank you,"

"polite"

He handed over the sign, Qiao Mai took it, the Yuan family raised their hands, turned and left.

Qiao Mai raised his eyebrows, looked at the brand in his arms, it was a good deal to exchange a bowl of dumplings for another brand.

She poked the sign aside and came back to eat with the kids.

The steamed stuffed buns were delicious, and the two little ones ate them happily. They were so big, they even ate three before they were full, and even drank a bowl of water.

"Mother, we will leave the cooking to us in the future. When you come back, just eat the ready-made ones?"

"Will you?"

"Yes, I can steam steamed buns, let alone stir-fry vegetables. I'm afraid that my mother will think it's not delicious."

"How could it be, you are still young, practice more, it will taste better, just don't be splashed with oil when cooking, it hurts."

"We'll be careful."

"Okay, let's start tomorrow. Mother bought the vegetables. There are rice noodles and oil seasonings at home. You can use them according to your needs. I want to see if my son can cook."

"Okay, I'll make sure that my mother will have a delicious meal when she comes back."

At the age of seven, for children from poor families, they are already sensible. The poverty of their lives allows them to learn to do housework early.

She remembered seeing a child on the Internet. At the age of five, she could already steam steamed buns and cook some home-cooked dishes. That was still in the 21st century.

Not to mention the children here, since the children are willing to do it, then she will give them a chance.

You can't let them do nothing, let them develop everything and always rely on adults.

When they came back from closing the stall in the evening, the two children had already heated up the steamed buns, and they didn't fry them if they didn't have any vegetables. Instead, they boiled a pot of hot water.

"Mom, can you wash up?"

"Let's cook first. Mother bought a piece of meat and fried it for you tonight."

"hey-hey."

Qiao Mai neatly cuts the meat in the kitchen, but the meat and vegetables are actually in the space, just take them out.

In the evening, I fried a large plate of fried meat with beans and green beans. The child is growing up, and eggs and meat are indispensable. She decided to eat eggs in the morning and meat at noon and night.

The beans are soft, the meat slices are plump but not greasy, and the mouths of the two little guys are full of oil.

Being able to follow Qiao Mai was beyond their wildest dreams.

In the evening, she accompanied them for a walk to digest food, she told them.

"When it's hot, you have to wash every morning and evening, and when it's cold, you have to wash every five days. Can it be done?"

"able"

"sleep!"

The days passed day by day like this, Qiao Mai was afraid that the two little guys would be bored, so he bought an enlightenment book from a bookstore for them to read at their leisure.

When they come back in the evening, she will teach them how to read. Although the ancient and modern fonts are different, the content is the same. Like the Three Character Classic, she can also know it. According to the comparison between the memorized and the above, all the characters can be recognized, so that It's okay to teach kids.

You have to let them have a little foundation first, and then they will like it when they arrive at the school.

Everyone in the town knew about her buying books for her children, and now people went crazy.

Not to mention adopting two children, but also providing them with education? Is Joe crazy? I am still young, so I gave birth to a child for my own children to study? Stupid or not, the money didn't come from the wind.

After she left the stall, many people came to ask her about it in confusion.

Qiao Mai rolled his eyes, "My own child? In this world, one's own birth is not necessarily filial. When old, children dislike the elderly. No matter how many elderly people there are, who dares to say that one born by oneself is good?"

In a word, they blocked their mouths.

That sentence, no matter how unfilial you are, you are also your own flesh and blood, but you can't say it.