farm wife

Chapter 578

You poke me, I poke you, everyone looks at each other, not knowing whether to remind Wang Yan.

However, seeing Wang Yan's expectant face, she couldn't bear it.

Simply, no reminder.

Big Smoke also means the same thing. There are some things that are useless to talk about. Only the person concerned can understand them after experiencing them.

Don't think Master Jiao's cucumbers are not good. Compared with the cooked food prepared by Master Jiao, this pot of cucumbers is absolutely delicious.

There's also cucumber juice, so you can drink it.

At noon, when it was almost past the meal time, the members of the Xiang tribe came back from work one after another. Except for a few who stayed outside to look at the rice and did not let the birds eat it, everyone else had already entered the yard of Dayan’s house.

None of them went into the house, and ran directly to the gazebo.

The gazebo, which is less than ten feet tall, can't seat these old people.

Those who couldn't get a seat just wandered around in the yard. The originally spacious family yard seemed a bit crowded all of a sudden.

"Young patriarch, the cucumbers in your family are not growing very well. One is so small that I can eat one in two mouthfuls." Tiemu picked a few cucumbers, and he really enjoyed eating them.

Looking at other people, some of them were picked off, and some were only three fingers thick.

Each has a big mouth, and one can only take two mouthfuls.

The corner of Big Smoke's mouth twitched: "I picked a basket of cucumbers just now, and I want to shoot cucumbers for you to eat. I picked all the ones that could be picked, and the rest didn't grow well."

Tiemu and several tribesmen paused, looked at the cucumbers in their hands, and felt very embarrassed.

"Well, why don't we put the melon back for you?" Tiemu tentatively asked.

The smoke is full of black lines: "The cucumbers you grow are so powerful, can they grow back after picking them?"

Tie Mu looked dumbfounded: "We haven't planted it before, I don't know."

Big Smoke: Rolling...

"Great Elder, if you don't care about your grandson, believe it or not, I'll be smoked to death!" Da Yan yelled at the First Elder.

The great elder was a little far away, and he also relied on roaring: "Young patriarch, don't worry, I will definitely deal with him."

Da Yan really didn't believe his determination.

No matter how many times, I didn't clean up the person honestly.

It was only a few days ago that she found out that the Great Elder's name is Tieding, and the phrase "I will definitely deal with him" is too watery.

"There is wine to drink today. Those who have just picked cucumbers are not allowed to drink any of them." After thinking about it for a while, he shouted at the crowd, "There is definitely no wine to drink today. If anyone of you dares to let him drink, next time No wine for you."

Everyone booed and refused to give Tieding a drink.

The Great Elder was definitely dumbfounded.

"You're not allowed to eat cucumbers when you shoot them." Master Jiao added, he had long thought that this was definitely not pleasing to the eye, and always wanted to push people in front of his wife.

When he, the wife of the patriarch, is dead?snort.

Da Yan glanced at the cucumbers in the pot, his expression was indescribable, the pats were too uneven.

Hesitating, he took a piece and tasted it.

Fortunately, it smells like cucumber.

"How is it? Is the taste okay?" Master Jiao looked at Da Yan expectantly.

Big Smoke nodded: "Not bad."

Master Jiao slapped Dayan on the shoulder and said excitedly: "Just tell me, how can someone as smart as Master not know how to cook, next time..."

Da Yan hurriedly said: "Next time you will do cucumber shooting."

It doesn't look good, but the taste hasn't changed, and it's barely edible.

Master Jiao paused, glanced at Dayan, and nodded struggling: "Okay, next time I'll make you a cucumber."

"But next time, I'll give you..."

"Let's still shoot cucumbers, I really like them."

"..."

Da Yan resolutely does not give Master Jiao the chance to cook, even if he vomits after eating cucumbers, he will not compromise.

It's just that I didn't expect it, and then I really...

Eat till you vomit!
The harvest day is coming to an end.

Until the evening, Wang Yan finally ushered in the most anticipated meal in her life.

I was so excited inside, as if I had the feeling when I was first married.

Staring at the pot, with the excitement of lifting the lid, carefully lift the lid off.

A smell of cooked food rushed over, and Wang Yanran took a deep breath...

Ahh!

What the hell does it smell like?

Master Jiao frowned: "I remember I turned on the water."

Everyone nodded silently without expressing their opinions.

"Wait, I've made four dishes, and three of them haven't arrived yet." Master Jiao turned his head and went to the kitchen.

Wang Yan put the cover back carefully, and said with a dry smile, "It's all right, Xiao Jiu just made a small mistake, and the rest must be all right." By the way, what's in the pot?She just didn't understand.

I looked again, but still didn't understand.

He smiled at everyone and quickly covered them.

Everyone also smiled back at her, but the smile was very complicated. In fact, completely scrapping food is not the most serious thing.

After all, you don't need to eat the waste, but you have to eat the non-waste.

"Come, try the cabbage I made." Master Jiao excitedly brought up a bowl of vegetables and placed them in front of Wang Yan.

Da Yan suddenly slapped his thigh: "Not good, it might rain today, I have to hurry up and gather the rice."

Everyone immediately said: "This is really bad, let's help."

Wang Yan wanted to help, but was pressed down by Da Yan.

"It's not a big deal, it's rare that Mr. Jiao is filial. He cooks for you, and he will be sad if you don't eat it." Da Yan chuckled, winked at Mr. Jiao, and ran out in a hurry.

Xiang's family didn't even eat, and the whole nest ran away.

Master Jiao's face darkened, and he really wanted to bite someone.

In order to make it realistic, Dayan also collected all the rice in the hall, and the family winked, and ran to the big stone again.

There is also rice over there, if you want to pack it, pack it to the end, and go there to collect it.

When the collection is over, immediately surround a piece.

Come, have a barbecue.

As for the delicacy made by Lord Jiao, let Wang Yan taste it alone, they really can't stand it.

To say that it is raining is to lie to them, the ghost knows when it will rain this day, every time it will rain suddenly, there is no pattern at all, no matter how you look at it, you can’t understand it, Da Yan gave up observing.

Ran and egg.

As soon as Dayan took out the meat, there was a loud thunder in the sky, followed by flying sand and rocks on the ground, and the wind made people unable to open their eyes.

"No, it's really going to rain!"

The bald head's face changed: "The rice from your fourth uncle's house is still placed here, and you haven't taken it back at all."

Da Yan's complexion also changed: "Fuck, the rice that was placed in the Ruan family next door has not been confiscated, I have to go back and collect it."

After finishing speaking, he didn't care about his bald head, and ran away.

No one can harvest this rice as fast as Dayan, because Dayan has space, and it can be harvested as soon as it is caught, and it can be harvested in a blink of an eye.

The bald head wanted Da Yan to help, but Da Yan disappeared in the blink of an eye, and it was too late to shout.

"Mother is still pregnant, so she can't get in the rain." Dayan's face was also ugly, and he bent down and picked up Mrs. Shan, turned around and ran towards the village entrance.

But in the blink of an eye, there was only one bald head left.

As for Gouwa, it's not here.

(End of this chapter)