Group pet small koi: take Wang's family to farm and become the richest man

Chapter 160 I grew up
Wen Furong is now the only adult in the family, and is also the one who cooks three meals a day. The first place she visits when she enters the house is the kitchen.

"Tsk, the granary, cooking ingredients, and vegetable baskets are all full. Why do you prepare these when you say no one lives there?"

When Wen Furong said it in surprise, Chang Xi became concerned.

"Mostly it was arranged by the Cao family."

Wen Furong nodded deeply: "The Cao family is really a bodhisattva. I hope that good people will be rewarded, and that the old lady can live a long life."

She said, clasping her hands in prayer.

"Mother, good people will be rewarded!" Chang Xi agreed with this point.

The three brothers of the Chang family had already finished visiting other houses. When they first entered the green tile courtyard, the beds, tables, chairs, vases, and decorations were all made of bamboo, and even the courtyard was planted with scattered bamboos.

They are patchwork, sparse, and echo each other from a distance. If you carefully distinguish them, you can see that someone has carefully taken care of them.

Chang Xi commented leisurely: "It is said that people who live in literati must live without bamboo. It seems that this statement is true, and indeed a great layman lived here."

The three brothers of the Chang family looked at each other: "We also study, are we literati?"

Chang Xi smiled slightly: "Of course it doesn't mean that you can call a literati just by knowing a few words. We are still far away."

"Living in such a place, you have to study harder."

Chang Le Enen nodded: "Then let me start practicing calligraphy. I found that there is a small study room next to this place, which has everything you need for reading."

He found his place, and so did Chang Ping and Chang Le.

Anyway, everything is clean, even the firewood has been chopped, and Chang Xi doesn't need to do it. Chang Xi thinks this is the ultimate version of the bag.

She still lived in the same room with her mother, took out the curculi that was still drying and continued to spread, and said while looking at Wen Furong who was cooking.

"Mom, shall we go into town and tell Dad?"

"Of course I do, otherwise your father won't even be able to find the way home." Wen Furong covered her mouth and giggled.

"Well, can I ask my mother to help me take the herbs I picked to sell in Jishitang?"

She doesn't plan to go in person this time, she has to study after all!Always asking for time off for personal reasons is not good.

Wen Furong already had a general understanding of Jishitang's rules, she accepted Chang Xi's instructions, and thought about it for a while.

"I'll go tomorrow morning and try to get back as early as possible. Before I go out, I'll prepare lunch for you."

"Mother, don't bother! We can cook by ourselves, you can go after breakfast, we can still solve it after lunch."

Wen Furong never thought that her children could cook, but thinking about the few months when she was away, they were at home by themselves, and the vicious mother-in-law must have assigned them to work.

Chang Ping ran in at this moment: "Mother, don't worry, I'll cook for them. Although it's not as delicious as yours, a makeshift meal is fine."

"Okay, then you have to work hard on your own."

The next day, when Chang Xi woke up, Wen Furong had already prepared breakfast and was about to go out with a basket on her back.

"Mother is really leaving?"

"Mom, go." Chang Xi waved.

Today is the day when Chang Xi crossed over and had no parents to take care of her on the first day. In later generations, she had to live in school because of her studies, and she was used to the days without family.

However, the original owner in memory doesn't seem to adapt very well.

On the first day when her parents were sent to the town by Wang Dahong to find odd jobs, the original owner was so sad that she cried all morning.

"Dong dong dong." There was a sound of chaos from the next room. I don't know what the three boys were doing, but they ran out without putting on their clothes.

Seeing the back of his mother leaving, Chang Ping casually tied up his belt, and hurriedly hugged his sister to comfort him in distress.

"Xibao, don't be sad! Mother will be home in the afternoon, and elder brother will make delicious egg custard for you at noon."

Chang An casually plucked the hair that was sleeping like a chicken coop a few times, and came over to comfort him: "Xibao, don't cry, after school is over at noon, the second brother will take you to catch fish and play."

Chang Le found that the third sister's eyes were still on his mother's back, so he tried to divert his attention.

Shouting to the breakfast in the kitchen: "Wow! Today's breakfast is delicious!"

The children looked back, the breakfast was still steaming, and Chang Xi could smell the aroma of wheat flour.

Chang Xi showed a relaxed smile: "I'm really fine, I won't cry anymore big brother, second brother, little brother, don't worry, I've grown up."

He took the lead into the kitchen and sat down, eating quietly.

Today was vegetable gnocchi soup. She ate it with relish while holding a bowl by herself. The other three boys looked at her nervously, as if they were trying to tell if she was pretending to be strong and was about to cry.

"Uh, I really won't cry anymore, eat quickly!"

Start to fill up the elder brother and the younger brother, and serve them respectively.

Chang Xi is very skillful in taking care of others, and Chang Ping feels relieved and distressed.Start eating without saying a word.

To be honest, Chang Le himself didn't adapt so quickly without his parents by his side. They were originally the same age, but seeing the performance of the third sister, they were almost catching up with his elder brother.

Chang Le couldn't hide something in his heart: "Third sister, you have changed so much!"

"Hee hee, I have experienced the test of life and death, and nothing has changed. How can I be worthy of my rebirth?"

Her words deeply impressed the other three. After breakfast, Chang Ping rushed to wash the dishes and chopsticks. This was what he promised his mother to take good care of his younger siblings, and he took care of everything.

During the break between classes, Chang Ping mentioned that he had to cook his own lunch, and asked his siblings one by one what they would like to have for lunch.

Cao Jingxiu interrupted and asked, "No one cooks?"

Chang Xi turned her head and looked at him with calm and unwavering eyes.

"Yes, my mother has gone to town and won't be home until afternoon."

"Then why don't you go to my house to eat? Anyway, there are only a few more sets of bowls and chopsticks. I'll let Cao Wu go home and talk about it."

"How can you bother the neighbors? We can handle this small matter by ourselves." Chang Xi declined without thinking.

A trace of frustration rose in Cao Jingxiu's heart, and his eyes lingered between the brothers with complicated eyes: "Are they still able to cook?"

"Young Master Cao! What's so difficult about cooking, as long as you can eat it!"

Chang Ping retorted, and Chang Xi nodded accordingly.

"Yes, Mr. Cao actually cooks by himself, which is more delicious than the cook's cooking. After working hard, he can satisfy his stomach. I feel so happy!"

Cao Jingxiu couldn't say enough about Chang Xi, his eyes as black as ink rolled for a long time.

"Call me brother."

"Ah?" Chang Xi fell silent for a moment and turned his back.

Until she came home from school, she avoided talking to Cao Jingxiu.

I'm afraid he will bring up the matter of calling my brother again.

Think about how possible?
Her soul is an 18-year-old beautiful girl, how old is Cao Jingxiu, and how embarrassed she is to call his 14-year-old brother!

They are learning to study in the village, and their progress is getting faster and faster, and they should finish learning the "San Zi Jing" in a blink of an eye.

Chang Le flipped the book back and forth, saying in amazement.

"Hey! Thinking back to when we first came here, we didn't know a single word, and it felt like countless little bugs crawling on paper."

Chang An took over the conversation: "Yeah, I don't believe that I actually know more than 1000 words!"

Although he doesn't like reading, under the urging of his two brothers day and night, he didn't delay too much. It was no problem to read the "Three Character Classics", but he still couldn't recite them.

(End of this chapter)