Mozun boss is working as an aunt in farming

Chapter 303 Si Qing is a poor little girl

No, I went to Wang Laosan today and asked him to make a big bamboo basket for Qiongqi that is easy to carry and strong.

At that time, Qiongqi will be able to bring back more prey.

Wang Laosan naturally agreed, and as soon as Si Qing left, he took his son to cut bamboo and weave baskets.

After returning from Wang Laosan's house, Si Qing went to see how everyone's bamboo sticks were doing.

Li Daya, who had been guarding the house all the time, saw her aunt come back, turned around and went out again, so she couldn't help but follow her out of the house as well.

Then he quietly asked Si Qing: "Grandma, is it useful to keep straightening bamboo sticks?"

She watched everyone pick up bamboo sticks, spread them out, and then pick them up again. She was really anxious.

I don't know what's the point of doing this. Bamboo sticks are not peacock feathers. What's the point of sticking bamboo sticks like this?

Si Qing just came back from a round trip outside, and he happened to be a little hungry. He was eating cakes on his stomach at the table, his cheeks were bulging, and he was as soft and cute as a hamster.

Hearing her words, he replied vaguely: "Of course it's useful, but if it's useless, why should I ask them to practice this?"

Li Daya wanted to ask again, but Si Qing handed over the empty cup in his hand: "Pour me a cup of hot water."

Li Daya quickly added a cup of hot water to Si Qing and handed it back.

Si Qing took a mouthful of the pastry and a mouthful of hot water, letting the pastry melt into the hot water slowly in his mouth, and then swallowing it directly, it felt so refreshing.

From time to time, I even sighed "Wow", as if I was very satisfied.

Speaking of which, I don't know if she has grown up recently. She is very hungry, and she often gets hungry again soon after eating breakfast.

Because Xiao He is also practicing handicrafts, she can't let her cook for herself to waste time, so she can only eat pastries pitifully.

It's cold now, and the pastry will inevitably be cold, so Si Qing invented a new way to eat it, one bite of pastry and one mouthful of hot water, which is both fun and satisfying.

It just doesn't look that good looking.

Li Daya stood aside, hearing Si Qing said it was useful, she was still a little confused, but she knew that her aunt never did things for no reason, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Just looking at Si Qing taking a mouthful of pastry and hot water, his appearance was inexplicably pitiful.

Can't help but say: "Grandma, if you are hungry, let me cook for you?"

Si Qing resolutely refused: "No need, don't you think you don't know how to cook by yourself? I don't want to eat your food."

This disgusting attitude immediately embarrassed Li Daya.

But she didn't feel unhappy. In fact, she knew very well that the taste of her cooking was not very good. Her aunt was picky, and Xiao He's food could only be said to be barely in her mouth. Isn't it normal for her to be rejected?

But looking at my aunt who sips pastry and water like this, no matter how I look at it, she looks like that poor little nobody cares about her.

She couldn't bear it very much.

"Grandma, how about I ask Mrs. He to cook for you?" Li Daya asked her softly.

Si Qing still waved his hand: "Don't influence her, the matter of Jie Yu is more important."

She is still very optimistic about Xiao He's, but she can't delay her practice because of cooking for her.

Li Daya couldn't help feeling a little worried: "I don't know when Aunt Wu will come back?"

When she came back, my aunt didn't have to eat cakes so pitifully, it made me sad to watch.

"Yes, why hasn't Mrs. Wu come back?"

As soon as the Wu family was mentioned, Si Qing also became worried. Without her, he would not be able to eat well.

Moreover, the Yangshan mountain was almost cleared up, and it was time to go into the mountain to grow vegetables. In Si Qing's selfish heart, anyone could have less, but Si Shanhe couldn't. This batch of vegetables was grown to be sold.

(End of this chapter)