Touching overnight.

The chickens crow and the dogs are barking outside.

It's dawn.

Chen Feng, who had long wanted to have midnight snacks, was hungry all night.

Looking at the works in front of him, Chen Feng scored in his heart.

Iron Staff: Liuli subconscious.

Gender: Female.

Age: Twenty-three.

Beauty level: five stars.

Fight index: ominous.

IQ: Passing line.

Personality: a jewellery, gentle and virtuous, obedient and obedient and unwilling to talk back (the whole paragraph is crossed out).

Mantra: You are a pig.

Skill: Master level of painting.

Identity: maid, cook, bed warmer.

Chen Feng whined at night, not satisfied here and there, and after he was in a daze, he finally got her real body out after he directed him to create a glass.

Given the particularity of glass, it would be a waste to put it back into the void shuttle as an ordinary iron wire thing.

Chen Feng clapped his hands and was very satisfied with his work. It was so appropriate to put her at home to guard her.

This family should be a little feminine, otherwise it would not look like a home.

Chen Feng rubbed his dark circles and could hear the squeezing sound of chirping.

While Liuli was not awake, Chen Feng took a shower next to the well of the well of the well of the well of the Daoji Station.

The cool air in the morning made me feel much more energetic.

Chen Feng left a note and walked out on Chaolu and Yubai.

As soon as I pushed the door out, I saw a lonely little body kicking the leaves under the big locust tree and sulking.

"Oh, Yan Mubai, getting up so early, where is your sister."

Yan Mubai was wearing a new outfit. Although the fabric was not expensive, it was also a new material from the silk cloth shop.

With rich money on hand, Qin Shufen's ability to control housework gradually emerged.

The roof has also been renovated with new tiles, the earthen walls have been painted with white ash, the courtyard walls have been mostly repaired, and the fences of the vegetable garden have been replaced with Hsinchu strips.

The children also put on new clothes.

Not bad, not bad, Chen Feng is happy for Uncle No. 5.

Yan Mubai didn't look up or respond. He supported the locust tree with one hand, held the other hand in front of his chest, stared at the soles of his feet, and poked the pit with the tip of his shoes.

Seeing the sound of being silent and hiding by a tree alone, Chen Feng came over and saw the routine operations of a child in his youthful rebellious period at a glance.

"If you use the tip of the shoe to dig the soil, the shoes will be broken."

When Yan Mubai heard this, he looked up and glared at Chen Feng, and said in a muffled voice: "You have to care."

Having said that, there was a slap under his feet. Chen Feng's words reminded Yan Mubai that the newly made cloth shoes should not be ruined, and they spent a lot of copper coins. The important thing is that my mother stayed up late to take it for her and she would be worn so quickly and would be beaten to the board.

"Let's go, so early, I must have not eaten. Uncle, please give you too early."

Yan Mubai bent down, shook Chen Feng's hand away, and replied hard, "Don't go."

Chen Feng hugged Yan Mubai's shoulder and stretched him into his arms, "Isn't you really eating the hot tofu brain and scallion oil meat patties?"

A soft sound of groaning.

Yan Mu's diphtheria head squirmed several times, and broke away from Chen Feng's arm with his neck in his arms, "It's not that I haven't eaten it, what can I eat?"

This tone, this vocabulary, is a feeling of heart-warming.

As expected, like Uncle No. 5, he often does things that are right and wrong and deceives himself.

If you are not good at dealing with adolescent children, Chen Feng is well aware of this. When he heard this, he took his hand and dragged it. "Okay, okay, uncle is hungry, give me some face and eat something with me."

"Then... OK." Yan Mubai hesitated, looking embarrassed.

Psychological leverage, and thought to myself, no, I don’t have it. People beg me. As a man, the most important thing is loyalty. People say that they don’t want to give face, which is not appropriate.

"Then tell my mother." Yan Mubai turned around and looked at the Tuwu, just opened his mouth, and snorted again, and said angrily: "Forget it, let's go."

oh?

This is arguing with me. Chen Feng knew clearly in his heart that he would take Yan Mubai to the earthen house instead: "Aunt Qin, I took Mubai too early, you don't have to open the stove, I'll let Mubai bring you breakfast later."

After saying that, he quickly pulled Yan Mubai to run and whispered, "Let's go, hurry up, when your mother comes out, you won't be able to leave."

This was just about Yan Mubai's heart, and Sa Ya was more active than Chen Feng's escape.

Qin Shufen heard the sound and responded and looked out. There were two people there.

"This dead child is causing trouble for others and he even talks back to me. I'm not for your own good. If you run away, don't come back." Qin Shufen cursed, turned around and entered the house, and began to criticize Yan Wenji, "Your brother doesn't want to go, so don't go either."

Wow~!

Yan Wenji, who was still clear in the sky the moment before, was covered in rainy weather, and she didn't even wear Zhou Zheng's clothes. She rolled down from the bed and rolled on the ground, crying loudly, "I want to go to school, I want to go to school."

...

Chen Feng picked up the scallion oil pancake and put it in Yan Mubai's bowl, turned his head and shouted to the uncle at the stall: "Popular tofu brain to pour spicy hot pot on two bowls of oil. I eat salty and spicy food, so don't have sugar."

"I eat sweet food, a bowl of spicy oil is enough." Yan Mubai continued to shout at the stall, tearing the hot scallion pancake with his hands, and even putting it halfway for Chen Feng.

"Okay, a bowl of fresh, salty and spicy, a bowl of fresh, sweet and fragrant, it will be fine soon, two of you wait." The uncle responded and added, "Don't want coriander if you want fresh, salty and spicy?"

"No." Chen Feng ate the scallion pancake in his mouth and muttered back to his uncle, "It's best to have broken peanuts."

"That's not." Yan Mubai's mouth was full of oil and replied to Chen Feng, "If you want to eat nuts, you have to go to a restaurant. How can this small stall seller be at a low price."

"What's going on? Are you having a quarrel with your mother?" Chen Feng saw that Yan Mubai was satisfied with eating, and his depressed mood improved a lot, and he chatted with others about family matters.

"Hey, don't mention it." Yan Mubai swallowed the scallion pancake with a gulp, almost choking.

He was like a little adult, with one leg on a long bench, and the chopsticks on his hand were X-shaped, and he complained, "My mother asked me to go to school to study and read. I am so adult, I haven't learned anything for so many years, so I'm doing a good life. Besides, as the only man in my family, I'm the biggest laborer in the family, not. I've gone to school, and I can't let my mother work alone. Moreover, the bunch of sacks given to my husband requires two fingers of rib meat. Our family can't eat once every few months, which is a waste. Besides, the teacher in the school is the old scholar Han who failed the exam. What kind of flowers can he teach?"

After understanding, after all, there are only four things. If you don’t pay attention to it, you are afraid that no one at home will feel sorry for money and look down on it.

This kind of thought is everywhere in the vast poor rural areas in the past life.

In fact, I am not unwilling to go. Tuition fees for compulsory education are second-hand. Where does the book fee come from? Who can help with the work at home? After studying, I didn’t see many people who can get into prestigious schools. What’s the use? Many rural teachers are temporary workers who are not qualified to teach their children. Are they capable of teaching them well?

It’s better to go out to work early to earn money by wasting so much time in studying.

His mentality is not much different from Yan Mubai's current mentality.
Chapter completed!