"Uncle He, you've also become a little cat.”
Little Qiu Ming said with a smile.
He Jiong turned his head to look at the camera. After taking a look, he couldn't help but laugh.
"Hahaha, Ming Ming, you're also a tabby cat. This way, the two of us will become tabby cats.”
"I'm a little tabby cat, Uncle He is a big tabby cat.”
"Then the big tabby cat wants to eat the breakfast made by the little tabby cat.”
The two of them laughed and played around. This scene was perfectly presented under the camera.
...
"I'm so jealous. I feel like I've received 10,000 points of critical damage this early in the morning.”
"I feel like Teacher He and Baby Ming are like father and son. These two people are too loving.”
"In the future, if Baby Ming grows up and enters the entertainment industry, he will definitely be very outstanding.”
"Baby Ming can enter the entertainment industry now. There's no doubt about his strength.”
...
The sky was already bright, and everyone woke up one after another.
The first to arrive was Li Yitong. After smelling the fragrant rice paste, Li Yitong's appetite was aroused.
"It smells so good. Teacher He, Baby Ming, what are you eating?”
"This is the rice paste cooked by Ming Ming. Hurry up and drink a bowl.”
He Jiong said.
"Ah, Baby Ming cooked it? Are you kidding me?"
Li Yitong looked at He Jiong in confusion, and then at Little Qiu Ming's face, which was like a little tabby cat, and couldn't help but laugh.
"You're so happy."
Ju Jingyi and Zhang Zifeng also came over. He Jiong didn't forget to tell everyone about Little Qiu Ming's contribution.
After hearing that Little Qiu Ming had made the rice paste by himself, Xiao Ju and Zi Feng couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
"You're so amazing, Ming Ming. You know how to make breakfast for your sister at such a young age. You'll definitely be a little warm man when you grow up.”
"Sister Xiao Ju, you're wrong. Actually, Ming Ming is a little warm man now.”
Zhang Zifeng said.
"That's right. Mingming is a little warm man now, unlike Pengpeng, a big lazy pig who hasn't woken up yet.”
Ju Jingyi said.
"Who said I didn't get up?"
Peng Peng came out with a chicken nest hairstyle and scratched it casually. It didn't have any image at all.
"Brother, can you comb your hair before coming out?”
Zhang Zifeng laughed.
"Then lend me your comb.”
Peng Peng stretched out his hand, and Zhang Zifeng quickly shook his head to reject.
"No, my comb was given to me by Ming Ming. I can't bear to let you use it.”
Zhang Zifeng's face was full of resistance.
"Stingy."
Peng Peng rolled his eyes. He didn't care about that. He came in and drank a bowl of rice paste. Only then did he feel warm in his stomach.
Everyone was chatting and laughing, and even Huang Lei was woken up from his sleep.
When he heard He Jiong say that the rice was cooked by Little Qiu Ming alone, Huang Lei was stunned.
"That's amazing. I feel like Mingming can inherit my mantle in the future.”
Huang Lei exclaimed.
"I also think it's magical. I didn't expect Ming Ming to be so young and actually know how to start a fire to cook rice paste.”
He Jiong said.
"In the future, let Ming Ming learn how to cook from me. Don't worry, I promise to pass all my skills to Ming Ming.”
Huang Lei said.
"No, this will tire Ming Ming out.”
Before Qiu Ming could say anything, Zhang Zifeng had already rejected him.
"That's right, Teacher Huang. I'll leave the cooking to you. As for Ming Ming, just be happy for now.”
Ju Jingyi hugged Qiu Ming and kissed him.
"Sigh, why are children these days so heartless?”
Huang Lei sighed.
"It can't be helped. Ming Ming has become a treasure now. How can everyone bear to let Ming Ming work?”
He Jiong smiled.
"Well, since Tongtong is here today, go catch two fish. Catch two more and sell some money. Then buy some meat.”
Huang Lei had no choice but to drink the rice paste while arranging work for everyone.
"As long as you don't make me pull the radish, I can accept it.”
Peng Peng was now afraid of pulling out radishes.
His shoulders were sore from running up and down the mountain every day.
"Brother, what can you do with your clumsy hands if you want to catch fish? It's better to pull out the radish."
Zhang Zifeng teased.
"Shut up, unless you come with me to pluck the radish.”
Peng Peng said unhappily.
"Then let's go catch fish together."
Zhang Zifeng also liked to play. Catching fish could be fun, but pulling carrots could only be considered hard labor.
"I forgot to tell you that I'm a little expert at catching fish.”
At the edge of the field, Li Yitong rolled up her sleeves and had a " stop pretending, I'll lay my cards on the table " stance.
"Tongtong, do you want Water Boots?"
Peng Peng asked.
"Are you kidding me? Do I need water shoes to catch fish?”
Li Yitong was disdainful. She was already wearing shorts, so she directly went into the field barefooted.
The water in the field looked very shallow, but the mud was very deep. When Li Yitong went down, the mud was above her knees. In an instant, she was submerged in it, unable to move, let alone catch fish.
"Ah…"
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