The second silly daughter-in-law who likes to cultivate the fertile fields

Chapter 777
Thinking so, Du Xiaozhu said to Widow Yang, "The mother-in-law is here to rest for a while, I'll go back and make some pancakes, and call Jiabao to get up by the way."

Originally, Du Xiaozhu didn't intend to wake up Yang Jiabao so early, but asked Du Wu to stay in the yard and wait for Jiabao to wake up and wash him before bringing him here. Now that the mother-in-law is here, it's probably for the sake of her grandson, of course it makes no sense. Let her watch.

Thinking of Du Xiaozhu, he felt that it seemed wrong to say that, and he didn't know that her mother-in-law didn't welcome her to the place where they lived. Unexpectedly, before Du Xiaozhu could speak, she heard Widow Yang say, "Go, I'm right here, If Erlang is too busy, I can help."

As he said that, the person had already got up, and moved the piles of clean bowls in the bucket to the table.The chopsticks are also taken out and inserted into the chopstick barrel and placed in the center of the table.

Seeing that she didn't misunderstand anything, Du Xiaozhu felt relieved, and quickly returned to the yard. Onions, ginger, and garlic are all the usual things at home. Du Xiaozhu asked Du Wu to come over and cook the pot. He mixed sweet potato dregs and pasted pancakes. , the amount of sweet potato dregs brought by Widow Yang was sufficient, and it took Du Xiaozhu three pots to paste it.

As soon as the first pot came out of the pot, Du Xiaozhu picked one up for Du Wu. The little guy was eating pancakes while lighting the fire. Because the pancakes just out of the pan were really hot, Du Wu blew on them while blowing. Stuffed in his mouth, Du Xiaozhu reminded him many times to cool down before eating, but he seemed to be robbed by someone, kept stuffing it in his mouth, it was really delicious.

The pancakes in the third pan were almost out of the pan. Du Xiaozhu asked Du Wu to turn off the fire. At this time, the people working in the outer courtyard hadn't come yet. Du Xiaozhu took a big pot and filled it with pancakes, and opened the courtyard door Let him take it home to eat.

As a result, as soon as the gate of the courtyard opened, Du Si rushed in screaming "Aww~", he didn't bump into Du Wu at all, and kept scolding, Du Wu didn't show loyalty, and he didn't leave any good things for stealing give him.

Du Wu held a big pot of sweet potato slag and complained. Du Si saw the pancake with wolfish eyes, but because Du Xiaozhu was still by the door, he swallowed his saliva and dared not do anything.

But Du Yi kept pleading guilty, and even grabbed Du Si's ear to ask him to make amends. Du Si also knew that he had gone too far just now, but Du Xiaozhu waved his hand and said, "What kind of trouble is it for a child? This cake is made of sweet potato slag, and when the workshop starts later, I’m afraid you will vomit when you see it.”

While talking, Yang Jiabao didn't need to scream anymore, he had already stepped out with his shoes on, his clothes hanging crookedly on his body, rubbing his eyes with his little hands, and called out softly, "Auntie!"

Du Xiaozhu turned his head when he heard the sound, and smiled when he saw Jiabao, "Get up, go back to the house first, auntie will come and dress you."

"Ok!"

The little guy was blindfolded. Although he was curious about what happened here, he turned around obediently and entered the house.

Du Xiaozhu locked the courtyard door, then turned around and entered the house, picked up the new clothes from the bedside last night, put them on Jiabao, and said to him, "Jiabao still remembers what my aunt told you, Jiabao is a boy ?"

Yang Jiabao nodded heavily, and said in a very serious tone, "Jiabao remembers, aunt let Jiabao remember that Jiabao is a boy!"

Du Xiaozhu stretched out his hand to touch his little face, this little guy is always so painful.

"Then Jiabao will be a little man from today on. These are manly clothes that my aunt made for Jiabao. I will never wear girl's clothes again."

As he spoke, he tidied up his clothes, put on his shoes and dragged him to the ground.

(End of this chapter)