It was still my sister who felt sorry for him, Cui Jingping immediately smiled and smiled. The basket containing porridge was so heavy that it was so heavy that Cui Jingping wanted to carry it himself, but Cui Wei also knew Yang's virtue. If she knew that she had asked her son to carry such a heavy thing, she would probably not have the best results for her to eat, so she decisively carried the basket with difficulty and said: You carry Xiaolang, Cui Youzu, this little thing, cannot be left at home alone, otherwise something happens, Yang can swallow it alive.

Cui Jingping didn't care. Although she felt that taking care of a child was a little annoying, fortunately, she saw Nie Er laughing at him, so she nodded and turned around and went in. A few times the baby cried. Cui Wei was carrying something on her back, which was so heavy that she didn't want to take a few more steps to see it. She saw Cui Jingping tied a bandage on her body and tied the child to her back. Cui Xiaolang opened her mouth and cried. He was already a little impatient, and his brows were twitching and he was about to turn against him.

He was still a half-aged child, but now he carried one on his back. Cui Wei couldn't help laughing, so he quickly stepped forward to tidy up Cui Xiaolang's untied straps. The little thing cried several times and refused to stop. Cui Wei took the key again and then called Cui Jingping out. Before Cui Jingping had time to listen to Nie Er's crying, he enjoyed Cui Youzu's ears and ears. Seeing that he couldn't stop talking, but when he turned his eyes, he had a plan and asked his sister to walk in front. He took a chopstick from the basket, dipped it in porridge and put it behind him to feed Cui Youzu.

I don't know if I haven't eaten Wang's milk for a long time, Cui Youzu was really hungry. When he saw the thing delivered to his mouth, he smacked his lips and licked it. He didn't even bother to cry. Cui Jingping laughed twice, but he didn't expect that he would block his mouth, and then took chopsticks and dipped some rice soup to feed him. Cui Wei's back was very heavy, and she walked in front again. She was struggling to turn her head. She didn't know that Cui Jingping was feeding the baby while walking.

When Ke Duozhong came to the soil where Yang and others had picked corn, Cui Youzu had already started to burp. The child was spoiled by Yang so far and had never fed him porridge, rice paste and other foods. For the first time, Cui Wei's porridge was cooked thick and tasted good. The baby also knew how to picky food. Although the porridge was not as good as milk, it was better than Wang who didn't take a bath and fed him all over. He even had a full meal.

The Yang family was still working hard in the field, and the sweat towel on their waists were wet. Cui Shifu and Cui Dalang were still in their hands. Wang was lying in the soil without any image, not caring about the dirty underground. His face was covered with a leaf and he didn't move for a moment. Yang was putting corn like a hillside in a basket. When he looked up, he saw a pair of children coming. When she saw Cui Xiaolang tied with Cui Jingping, she couldn't help laughing: You kid, why did you bring Xiaolang out too?

Mom, my sister said she was afraid that you would be hungry, so she cooked porridge early and brought it to you. I was not afraid of my heart, so she naturally wanted to follow her. Xiaolang couldn't put it at home. Cui Jingping laughed twice. He was usually slutty and was very solid. He was carrying a baby on his back as if he didn't feel it. He jumped over and over. Yang was shocked, but when he saw his daughter's cheeks turned red, he also felt the affection in his heart, his eyes were gentler, but he still reminded Cui Jingping: Be careful, the ground is uneven, and he fell carefully.

Cui Wei curled her lips. She carried such a heavy thing on her back, just like a mountain on her back. She could now feel the feeling of Sun Wukong carrying a mountain in Journey to the West. Yang did not remind her of a word. As expected, she was used to such a situation. She was sad for Yang's words because she was just asking for trouble. Cui Shifu was really hungry. Seeing that his daughter was caring, she quickly threw the corn in her hand on the ground with a smile, clapped her hands, rubbed the corn juice on her hand on her body, and walked over with a big jump.

Wang, who was originally lying on the ground, heard something about food, and immediately a carp rolled up and sat up, shouting: Wherever there is food, there is food, and her eyes emitted green light. When she saw the basket on Cui Wei's back, she immediately sat up and swallowed her saliva. But she cursed: You are so damn girl, you are a lot of jealous. When we went back just now, we didn't say there was food, but now we said that we didn't mean to starve me to death.

When I was kind enough to deliver the meal, I couldn't get a nice word from her. Cui Wei rolled her eyes, but Cui Shifu was dissatisfied. She took the basket on her daughter's back and felt the weight. Seeing her leaving her cheeks flushed and sweating, she felt pity. When she heard Wang scolding, she frowned: Weier is delivering food. It's good to have food. She was a child at home, and she had already helped do things. Cui Shifu was like a good person on weekdays and didn't speak easily. However, once he spoke, even if Wang was dissatisfied, she dared not say anything else. At this moment, she stared at the food. Seeing Cui Shifu took out the big basin of porridge and took out the warm and fragrant pickled vegetables. I don't know how Cui Wei did this dead girl. The kimchi was also fragrant. She swallowed and directed: Weier handed me a bowl.

When Cui Da, who had been patient for a long time, finally couldn't help it. He raised his eyebrows and sneered: Are you not good at your own hands or why do you want to eat and you have to serve you? I thought you were a wealthy young lady. Cui Wei couldn't help laughing when she heard this. She didn't expect that Cui Dalang was usually silent and actually a petty master. Last time she picked Wang's mistake, but she remembered it until now.

Wang was really afraid of him at this moment. After hearing what he said, he immediately swallowed. He didn't even look at his son. He simply crawled over and took a bowl and scooped a large bowl of porridge. As if he was afraid that someone would rob her, he picked up the bowl and poured pickles into his bowl. As soon as his hand moved, Yang slapped her hand hard on the back of her hand.

With a crisp sound, Wang howled and immediately withdrew his hand. The back of her hand was covered with soil, and there was no sign of redness or swollenness. Wang curled his lips aggrievedly and wanted to yell, but when he saw Cui Da's warning eyes, he immediately calmed down. Yang took the bowl and drove most of the pickles into Cui Shifu's bowl, and drove some more for his eldest son. He also drove a lot of porridge in the empty bowl on the side, and handed it to Cui Jingping, who was carrying the child on the side, said: Sanlang, be hungry, come and eat some quickly. Cui Jingping shook his head. Just as he was about to say that he would not eat it, Yang got up and stuffed the bowl into his hand. He only served the bowl of porridge and poured some pickles in. The rest had only some of the few left.

I thought it wasn't time to post it, but I knew it was an hour late, so I crawled away with the lid of the pot...
Chapter completed!