Cheng Yuanxi clutched the banknote and quickly put it into his lap. Looking at his father's hurried look, he shook his head and sighed.

Dad knows nothing about Yiyi’s abilities.

Can a little girl who can hunt a large number of prey from the back mountains be an ordinary person?

Even if An Yi was by Yiyi's side at the time, An Yi was considered to be the main contributor to the beast he hunted, and Yi Yi's excellence cannot be ignored.

Cheng Yuanxi first went to the outskirts of the city and ordered 50,000 green bricks and 20,000 tiles; not green tiles, but ordinary tiles. Such tiles need to be replaced every year, but the workshop cannot use green tiles.

When he arrived at the gate of Fucheng, he only saw Cheng Dazhu standing alone outside the crowd, looking around anxiously.

"father."

Cheng Dazhu looked at the sound, but looked away again, "Have you seen Yiyi?"

"No, maybe I went to look for something delicious. The little girl is delicious."

Cheng Yuanxi's relaxed and congenial manner provoked Cheng Dazhu to slap him with a backhand, glare at him, and then turned to look at the endless crowd.

"Yiyi is young and loves to eat. Isn't it normal?" She sighed silently, feeling anxious and nervous in her heart. "How come you, a father, don't know how to be anxious? How long have you been here and I haven't seen you yet?" People; if anything happens to Yiyi, I won’t break your legs, but I dare to allow Yiyi to go shopping alone."

"Yiyi will be fine, dad, don't worry."

It's strange that Cheng Dazhu can believe a dry sentence. Even if he trusted his younger son in the past, he now wants to kill him. I don't know how he felt that he was stable and reliable in the past. His seven-year-old daughter was alone outside. He wasn't in a hurry, was he what a father should be like?

From now on, he will look at his younger son again.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" She slapped him again, feeling depressed, "Yiyi is so young, how can I rest assured?"

"Yes!" Cheng Yuanxi simply shut up. He would be wrong if he said more.

The father and son waited leisurely and eagerly for two quarters of an hour before they saw the little girl walking towards them with her head buried in a pile of things.

Wearing a light-colored Tsing Yi cotton-padded jacket, the fabric is just pure cotton; she wears a simple small hairpin with tassels on her head, which sways slightly as she walks, adding to her agility.

"Yiyi!"

Cheng Dazhu stepped forward, looked her up and down for a moment, and felt relieved when he saw that she was fine.

"Grandpa?" Mingyi looked up and smiled, her smile clean and bright, "What's wrong with you?"

Very nervous.

Could it be that you are worried about her?

"Grandpa is okay, have you bought everything? If not, grandpa will go with you." Seeing his little granddaughter come back intact, all the emotions in Cheng Dazhu's heart suddenly disappeared, everything returned to calm, and his eyes were kind.

Cheng Yuanxi:

Double standard?

He is so kind to his granddaughter, and he wants to break his legs for his son.

"I've bought it, grandpa. I bought several kinds of pastries. I took them back to eat with my cousins ​​and cousins. There is a pastry shop in Fucheng that makes delicious ones. I bought them from his house."

"Okay, you still think about your cousins ​​when you go out to play. They are lucky."

Mingyi chuckled and said, "Grandpa, I want to eat roasted whole lamb again, but it's a pity that I can't sell it during the day."

She didn't know where the owner of the most delicious stall selling roasted whole lamb was, otherwise she could go to his house and buy one.

I forgot to ask Zhou Ting, I have to ask if I have a chance.

"When you are free at home, ask your parents to take you to Fucheng Night Market; have a good time at the night market, stay in the night market at night, and go shopping the next day before going home." Cheng Dazhu coaxed softly.

"Yes." Mingyi nodded heavily, "Okay." "Here, bring some things to Grandpa. It's so hard to handle so many things!"

Cheng Dazhu took the pile of things she was holding and realized how heavy they were when he started to hold them. However, he glanced at the young son next to him and handed the cakes to him.

"Hold well and go home."

Cheng Yuanxi:

silence.

Endless silence.

Mingyi raised her eyelids to look at her dull father, grinned, and followed her grandfather out of the city gate.

Cheng Yuanxi stared blankly at them for several steps before he came to his senses and hurriedly followed them. Following them out of the city and onto the road home, Cheng Yuanxi spoke.

"Daughter, did you buy ten kilograms of cakes? It's so easy."

Mingyi turned to look at him and smiled eagerly, "Yes, I bought a pound of each pastry; I remember that my first cousin liked red bean cakes, my cousin liked mung beans and red beans, my second cousin liked red dates and wolfberry cakes, and my second cousin liked red bean cakes." I like lotus leaf cake; my third and fourth cousins ​​like osmanthus cake and plum blossom cake. My brother can eat a little of everything, but I don’t particularly like anything.”

"Then there's no need to buy so much. The pastries will freeze hard if left for a long time, and they won't taste good." Cheng Yuanxi sighed, "It's better to eat many of the pastries given by Prince Zhou earlier, otherwise they would freeze hard." I can’t eat it.”

"No." She didn't believe it would freeze hard. If it did freeze hard, it must have been put in the wrong way. "I will keep some of the pastries given by Prince Zhou to eat slowly. They have not frozen hard."

Cheng Yuanxi had nothing to say about this, and he didn't know how his daughter released it, but it was not frozen.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Cheng Dazhu chuckled, "You can't do anything, what can my granddaughter do? You're looking down on people, aren't you?"

"That's right." Mingyi nodded in agreement.

Grandfather and grandson were working from the same nostril. Cheng Yuanxi shook his head and sighed. He was neither in the middle nor at the bottom. After all, he was redundant.

No, he can be used as a tool.

For example now.

Cheng Dazhu looked at his little granddaughter seriously and asked, "But how did Yiyi survive? The pastries in my room hardened overnight."

The weather in the northwest is really cold. Unlike the cold and humid weather in the south, the weather in the northwest is extremely dry. Once it snows, it will freeze quickly outside.

The indoor temperature will also drop accordingly.

"That's not easy. Put it next to the stove. If there is heat, it won't freeze hard."

In fact, she put the pastries into the space. The space is not affected by the outside weather and will not deteriorate.

"Is this so?" Cheng Dazhu thought thoughtfully, "The house we live in is still too cold. It's fine at night, but during the day it gets very cold if we don't move for a while."

"The heat from the stove can preserve cakes and warm the house; I heard people say that people in the northwest build a kang to live in, and it is easier to live on the kang in winter."

After Mingyi finished speaking, Cheng Yuanxi nodded and said: "There is such a thing. Each house in our house does not have a small kitchen; there is no way to transfer heat to the kang when cooking. We did not build a kang at the beginning."

"So we have to build a small kitchen in each yard?"

"Let's wait until the new year begins. After a cold season, we will build the kang this year. Let's see how other people build it. I have seen some people in Yuzhuang build a small stove under the eaves. The stove is only Responsible for heating hot water, when the fire is burning, the heat will be transferred into the kang in the house, thus warming the house."

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