Traveling through ancient times with golden fingers to farm and raise cubs

Chapter 88 Reminder

Shen Youneng raised his eyebrows proudly, and the topic continued.

Since the two heroines often ran to the town, Yu Xiaoxiao didn't pay too much attention to them, but just watched them while they were still in the village and the mountains behind.

Yu Xiaoxiao sent Shen Youneng home, then drove back to her home to make bone soup noodles for Xu Wanrou.

The bones are boiled into a thick soup and eaten. The taste is Yu Xiaoxiao's favorite. Maybe no one can refuse bone soup noodles, because my whole family loves this taste.

The bone soup had been simmering for an hour. Yu Xiaoxiao guessed that it was almost time before she started cooking.

Qingshu and the others, who came back from school, smelled the fragrance before they even entered the door, and rushed into the courtyard shouting in surprise.

"Mistress~Mother (aunt)~aunt (mother)~ smells so good. What delicious food did you cook today?"

When Yu Xiaoxiao heard the sound, she came out with a spatula in hand, and smiled all over her face: "We are all back, go put the books in the room, and let's eat bone soup noodles."

"Wow~ I haven't eaten for a long time. Suck, I'm getting greedy just thinking about it."

Shen Qingyun wiped the corners of his mouth, squinted his eyes and took a deep breath of enjoyment.

Qingyun perused the eldest sister, turned around and ran to hold her grandma's arm and act coquettishly with a smile.

"Mom, it's time to eat. Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Can Doctor Hu please take a look?"

Qingyun doesn't have the gentleness and elegance of a girl at all, and looks 100% like a boy.

After the two of them had eaten, Yu Xiaoxiao first said to Shen Qi: "Second brother, go back to the house to find your wife. Your wife has something to tell you."

Qingyun curled her lips, making a mistake and not being the first to eat. She quickly took the chopsticks and bowl to deliver the rice.

Qingyun rushed to her favorite bone soup noodles without any regrets, leaving only one sentence: "No, I finally don't have to listen to someone talking about it. I'm not happy. I have to be happy in heaven~"

Xu Wanrou didn't want to correct the eldest girl's temper at this moment, and happily shared the good news: "You have a younger brother and sister, and your mother is pregnant."

Yu Xiaoxiao wanted to give some advice, but suddenly she remembered that the noodles she had cooked in her pot should not be overcooked, and she jumped into the kitchen to have a look.

Yu Xiaoxiao doted on her kindly and affectionately: "Okay, if you make more milk, we, Qingyun, will be able to eat it to our full capacity. Spread the milk quickly. The milk smells of oily smoke. Don't rub it on you."

Qingshu thought about it and relaxed. He was about to have haircuts recently, and his parents attached great importance to them. Even when they went to private school to study, they asked them to come back early to avoid meeting other students. In such an atmosphere, Qingshu himself felt I picked it up unconsciously and kept my posture wherever I went, not daring to relax.

After this relaxation, Qing Shu felt exhausted all over his body and his expression became a little wilted.

Fortunately, it was timely and cooked just right.

After resting for a while, Yu Xiaoxiao burped and slowly told the children: "Your aunt is pregnant. Please don't chase her around at home from now on, okay?"

"Chengchengcheng, you are the eldest son of the family. As long as you tell the truth, the little one will bring the meal over here."

"Ah~ I knew breasts hurt me the most."

"Hey! You kid, forget it. Go and eat quickly. I won't tell you, you idiot. Your father will be happy when he finds out."

"OK……"

Then the topic of Qingshu's marriage came around, and he asked Qingshu if he had a sweetheart. Naturally, Qingshu didn't have one, and he didn't even want to get married so early.

When they came to the courtyard, there was the sound of noodles being sucked. Yu Xiaoxiao found a place to sit down and joined them.

Before Qingyun entered the kitchen, a voice came, full of resentment: "Miscellaneous~ Do you still have my rice? Leave some for me~"

Before Yu Xiaoxiao said anything, Qingshu, as the eldest sister, frowned and said seriously: "Qingyun, you are already 13, and you will be getting hairpins in two years. If you are still so ignorant of etiquette and unladylike,

Wenya will not find a good family."

Yu Xiaoxiao shook her head and turned off the fire, leaving the sparkling seeds to warm. She picked up her own bowl and took a bite. It was so delicious.

Xu Wanrou nodded.

The topic changed quickly, and we started talking about Qingshu and hairpins.

Qingshu nodded: "Don't worry, I will take good care of my brothers and sisters."

"Yeah, eldest sister is right, milk~ I want to eat a big bowl today."

Qingshu, please stop holding it. Let’s do whatever we want at home. When we go out, we’ll just pretend to coax people outside. Are you hungry for bone soup noodles made with milk? There’s a big happy event at home today.

"

Xu Wanrou sat on the bedside and rolled her eyes at the eldest girl. She accepted the eldest daughter's service with peace of mind: "I want you to tell me, bring me the food quickly. I'm already hungry."

Qingyun rushed to the front as always: "Nai, I'm coming."

Yu Xiaoxiao agrees with this, but after all, she is not her daughter but her granddaughter. The most important thing is to ask her boss and her two opinions on these matters.

"Hey, bring a bowl to your mother. Your mother is lying in the room."

After chatting like this, the boss and the second child finally came back, and Yu Xiaoxiao went to order some noodles for them.

He shouted outside: "Qingyun Qingshu, come over and serve the meal."

Shen Ye said solemnly: "Mom, it's only once in a lifetime that the book and hairpin are cleared. This is a major event in her life. We can't just do it if she says she won't do it. And after she gets her hairpin, it's time for her to see her. The gift of getting her hairpin is the most important thing.

A good opportunity to show off."

After dinner, each of us drank another bowl of bone soup before giving up. Even though we were still not satisfied, we couldn't eat anymore. It felt like the rice was stuck in our throats and we might spit it out at any time.

"Watch the road."

Now, no one can say anything, I just want to do whatever I want, whatever makes me happy, and I don’t want to restrict myself like my elder sister.

Xu Wanrou raised her head and gave her eldest daughter a sharp look on her back. She lowered her head and squinted her eyes, eating noodles in a good mood.

He was boasting, but he was holding the rice bowl and chopsticks in his hands, sipping the noodle soup as he walked out.

"Pregnant?"

"Hmm, look at it."

Yu Xiaoxiao took a big bowl and each person scooped out half of the bowl, poured the bone soup and side dishes on it, and a fragrant noodle was ready.

Then the boss and Yang Lian asked in a casual manner: "Boss, Qingshu will be 15 years old in a few months. I just asked Qingshu, and Qingshu said he didn't want to make it big. What do you think?

It’s better to make plans in advance, lest it’s too late when the time comes.”

Qingyun didn't care what the eldest sister said. In a few months, the eldest sister would be getting hairpins. Wasn't it just recently that she had been prepared and always pay attention to her words and deeds? Then she would be able to imitate her.

Qing Shu said that there was no need to make a big deal, and that he and his family would just have a good meal together when the time came. Yu Xiaoxiao didn't care too much, and just said that she would ask her parents what they thought then.

Qingyun also laughed for a moment: "That's good. You finally got what you wanted and you don't have to think about it every day."

"There must be some. How can I starve my dear granddaughter? Here, I've left a big bowl specially for you. Go and eat it."

Yang Lian nodded in agreement.

Yu Xiaoxiao still feels that 15 years old is too young. The process of getting married at 15 is too slow. It’s time to get married at 16. It takes at least three years to get married before you turn 18. It’s impossible.

"Boss, Qingshu doesn't want to marry so early, and my mother doesn't want her to suffer the consequences of getting married when she's just an adult. Why don't we get engaged first and get married two years later?"

Updated to 10,000 words in the morning

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