Rebirth Era's Petite Wife

Chapter 832 829 Mr. Zhuzhu
When Dong Fangzheng didn't sneak into the Qi family before, he relied on his clever mouth to beg for food in the rivers and lakes. The old lady couldn't stand Dong Fangzheng's clever tongue, and immediately believed his nonsense, of course it couldn't be regarded as nonsense. Fangzheng was just exaggerating a little bit, and the prescription he prescribed was indeed symptomatic.

So he got the money to make up the fare by fooling the old lady, and bought a few big steamed buns with the remaining money.

As for why Dong Fangzheng didn't trick a few old ladies into eating better, he will answer you very disdainfully:

With such a low consultation fee, his old man has also lost his price, so he has to save his energy and come back to slaughter fat customers!
Shen Jiao didn't ask any more questions, the old man was so proud of her face, if she continued to ask, the old man might lose face, so she didn't make dumplings right away, she rode to the post office and sent 50 yuan to Han Qili.

I've already eaten Erhe noodles, and I don't know how the couple lived at home. Now it's almost the end of the month, and there is still half a month before the salary is paid. 50 yuan is enough for the couple to live!
When he got home, Dong Fangzheng had already showered and went to bed in the guest room, snoring loudly, standing on the edge of the kang, looking curiously at the fat old man sleeping like a pig, like a pig drawn by his mother Oh pig!
"Mom, piggy!"

Zhuang Zhuang pointed at Dong Fangzheng, and said in a childlike voice, Yuanyuan nodded her head vigorously, she is not just a pig, no wonder he thinks the face is so familiar, his mother just drew it a few days ago.

Shen Jiao couldn't help laughing, she hurriedly dragged the little guy out, and coaxed in a low voice: "This is Shigong, you can't call him a pig 1"

"Master!" Zhuang Zhuang nodded as if he understood.

"Hey, I will call you Master from now on, and mom will make dumplings for you to eat!"

"Well, eat dumplings, meaty dumplings!"

The little guy is very happy, if he can have dumplings to eat, then he won't be called a pig!

In the afternoon, after school, Shen Han and Han Qiwei brought Shi Hongmei's dumplings stuffed with shepherd's purse. They had already been cooked, and there were fifty or sixty of them in a big bag, and they were still steaming.

The two little guys had just woken up, and when they saw the white and fat dumplings, they became energetic and clamored to eat them. Shen Jiao filled them with five or six dumplings each, dipped them in soy sauce, and let them eat slowly by themselves. After Han Qixiu's education, the two little guys basically eat by themselves now, and rarely let Shen Jiao feed them.

The physical laborer came back, and Shen Jiao went to the vegetable garden to cut a large handful of fresh and tender leeks. This is a good time to eat leeks, and the meat is the best pork belly. She took it out from the treasure bowl and let Shen Han eat it. With Han Qiwei, one chops meat stuffing, and the other rolls dumpling wrappers with dough, while she is in charge of making dumplings, which can be finished in one meal.

Dong Fangzheng slept until the sun went down and then got up. He stretched comfortably and patted his round belly. When Dong Fangzheng lowered his head to put on his shoes, he saw two cute little radish heads.

"Master!" Zhuang Zhuang called out sweetly.

"Hey!"

Dong Fangzheng responded, and his mood suddenly improved a lot. How about saying that the child is an angel sent from heaven!

"Has your mother made dumplings yet?" Dong Fangzheng was inquiring about the news, teasing Zhuang Zhuang.

"Dumplings are delicious, Zhuang Zhuang!"

Zhuang Zhuang's eyes lit up when he heard the dumplings, and he patted his little belly hard. It looked so cute. Dong Fangzheng suppressed a smile and nodded on his bulging belly, nodded and said, "Well, it's really a little pig!"

"Master Pig Pig!"

Zhuzhu is a very beautiful term for Zhuangzhuang, and its status in his heart is no less than that of meat. For Dong Fangzheng, a round master, Zhuangzhuang still likes children's shoes, and he feels kind when he looks at them.

Dong Fang's face changed slightly, he lowered his head to look at his big belly, his face twitched, why didn't he look small after three days of hunger?
After a while, I have to talk to my apprentice, and discipline my son well. I'm so stupid, I can't tell the difference between a human and a pig, so I let Pai Huazi take it!
Yuanyuan patted his younger brother, Zhuang Zhuang remembered the purpose here, took out a treasure from his pocket, and smiled sweetly at Dong Fangzheng: "Master, here it is!"

Dong Fangzheng was curiously looking at the black paw stretched out in front of him, it was chubby, and he really wanted to take a bite, but what was the little guy hiding in his hand, it couldn't be delicious, right?

Children like to hide food the most. Dong Fangzheng immediately became interested. When he woke up, he was really hungry again!
Shen Jiao just finished making the dumplings, and the fat and white dumplings were neatly placed on the baskets. There were three baskets, enough for the whole family to eat for several meals. When Han Qixiu came back, the dumplings could be cooked in the pot up.

"Xiaohan, go and wake my master up, don't fall asleep all the time, or you won't be able to fall asleep at night."

Shen Han giggled and went, but before he reached the door of the guest room, a tragic cry came out.

"Oh my god!"

After a while, a round ball rolled out of the room at an extremely fast speed, like a tornado. Shen Jiao was shocked and ran out to see what was going on, but only saw two small radishes in the room With a dazed look on his face, Dong Fangzheng didn't even have a ghost.

"Where's my master? What happened?"

Shen Han shrugged his shoulders and pointed out the door. If he was right, the nimble ball just now should be Mr. Dong, tsk tsk, what a skill!
Shen Jiao went to the yard suspiciously, but saw Dong Fang squatting on the stone table, trembling, saw Shen Jiao coming, and shouted angrily: "Your little brat, do you still care about it?"

"What's wrong with Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang? Master, did they call you a pig?"

Aunt Shen immediately thought of the title problem, it wasn't her boasting, her son was very polite and had a sweet mouth, but sometimes he couldn't tell the difference between people and barked indiscriminately.

"Master, don't blame Yuan Yuan Zhuang Zhuang, they just don't know the difference, and they will be able to tell the difference after watching it a few more times." Shen Jiao said good things for her son, and Shen Jiaxing also came out at this time. Hearing Shen Jiao's words, he couldn't bear it. Can't help humming.

"You don't even look at your own body, pigs are slimmer than you, no wonder my great-grandson has to admit it."

Dong Fangzheng was so blocked that he couldn't say a word, and he said angrily: "I'm a small-bellied person? When did I blame them for barking? You don't listen to me!"

"Then what are you talking about, what did Yuanyuan Zhuangzhuang do to you?" Shen Jiaxing choked.

Dong Fangzheng was so exhausted after squatting for a long time that he got off the table and lay down on the grand master's chair panting. He wanted to say that your little brat had bad intentions and deliberately scared the old man, but he also felt that if he said that, the old profiteer would definitely laugh. He is timid.

"Forget it, my lord doesn't remember villains, and doesn't care about it like a kid. Are the leek dumplings cooked yet? I'm hungry."

Shen Jiaxing gave him a blank look, and was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, he is already in his sixtieth year, and he is still fussing about with the little baby, eating so many years of rice for nothing!
Two small balls rolled out, Zhuang Zhuang happily shouted at Dong Fangzheng: "Master, Chong Chong!"

No one at home played with Chongchong with him, the appearance of this fat master when he saw Chongchong just now was very interesting, it was so fun!

　The third one!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)