dumb wife farming

Chapter 854 I Think You May Find Out
The son was so happy, Qin Jin didn't say anything to hurt him, and asked Feng Yu to pack up all these things when he returned home at noon.Zhuang Zhuang was very happy to see all the gadgets he made were brought back. The little man who had been tinkering like a little mud sat obediently in Qin Jin's arms, looking very obedient.Qin Jin saw that the clothes on his body had been messed up by this stinky boy, but when he saw his appearance as a cute baby, he really lost his anger again.

Song Yao is almost going to open a small shop at home now, and she spends all her time making pastries, so that children from ten miles and eight villages like to run to their house.

When Zhuang Zhuang was brought back by Qin Jin, Song Yao had just taken off the apron on his waist, seeing the mud monkey-like person in Qin Jin's hand, Song Yao couldn't even close his mouth.

"This... is this going to play in the mud?" Song Yao stretched out her hand and pulled the little guy over. Unsurprisingly, there was a lot of mud on the little guy's hands.

"Mother, look, I made these, don't they look good?" Zhuang Zhuang, like Xianbao, had already forgotten the existence of Qin Jin, took Song Yao's hand and looked towards the carriage.

Song Yao never minded children playing in mud, after all, she was still a child, and she took care of the little guy's childlike innocence, so when the little guy pulled her over, she didn't complain at all, but even shook the little guy little hands.

Little Claws lifted the curtain of the carriage, and Song Yao's expression was very exciting when she saw the mud in the carriage.Qin Jin was very happy to see Song Yao's expression.

"Mother, this is fun. Look, I asked Uncle Feng to help me dig a big pot of mud. Yuyu will definitely like it too." Zhuang Zhuang didn't even notice that the corners of his mother's mouth were twitching all the time , but pointed at the big pot and said to Song Yao.

"Mother, look, this one is for Xiaopang's job, and this one is for saving money for myself." Zhuang Zhuang explained while talking.

Song Yao didn't feel anything at first, but when she looked closely, she suddenly felt that something was wrong.

"Son, are there many such soils there?" Song Yao asked.

"Yes!" Zhuang Zhuang nodded, and gestured with his little paw: "Because of the rain, there are potholes, and there are such mud everywhere!"

"Qin Jin, did you buy this hill again?" Song Yao stretched out her hand and pinched a piece of mud down. She rubbed it with her hand, and suddenly an idea popped into her head.

Qin Jin was a little surprised seeing Song Yao's serious expression, but Zhuang Zhuang thought he had done something wrong when he saw Song Yao like this, the little guy became timid in an instant, he looked down at his little claws, Seeing that the little claws were covered with mud, he quickly stretched out the two little claws to wash his hands in the small basin next to him.

Qin Jin nodded, not sure what Song Yao was thinking at the moment: "Not bad."

"I think you may have gotten rich!" Song Yao looked up at Qin Jin, and then muttered something.

"Huh?" Qin Jin felt that he couldn't keep up with Song Yao's thinking. What was in front of him was soil, not gold and silver.

"It's just ordinary clay, don't you think too much?" Qin Jin looked at it, and there seemed to be no difference except that the soil was a little lighter in color.

(End of this chapter)