Little milk dad big star

Chapter 149
"Okay, don't talk about it, it's so late, let's all go in and eat, don't be hungry." Mother Su hugged the smaller Su Xi'er, greeted the rest of the people, and then walked in first, still I didn't forget to ask the little girl in my arms, "Girl, what's your name? How old are you this year?"

"Grandma, my name is Su Xi'er, I'm two and a half years old this year, almost three years old." Su Xi'er looked a little shy, buried her cute little head in front of the other's chest, and said in a childish voice.

Mother Su paused, looked at the cute little girl in her arms, her eyes were full of love, and at the same time suppressed the doubts in her heart, she carried her and walked towards the living room.

Father Su smiled wryly, walked up to Su Zimo, and asked suspiciously, "What's going on? The child is already this old."

Zhang Yao, who was standing by the side, was very confused by all this, completely unaware of what was going on, and looked at Su Zimo in the same doubt.

Su Zimo shook his head and smiled, "Dad, let's talk about this later, let's go eat first, I'm really hungry."

Father Su had no choice but to nod when he heard the words, and then greeted Zhang Yao who was standing in a daze, "Young man, let's go in and eat."

Immediately, the three of them walked in together, and after a while, they came to the living room. Su Mu and Su Zhiyin were teasing the cute Su Xi'er, and joyous laughter kept coming from her small mouth, and my heart was relieved. tone.

Looking at the familiar furnishings in the living room, and when the dream song was playing on the TV, he was taken aback for a moment, smiled, asked Zhang Yao to sit down, walked to the kitchen by himself, looked at the cracks on the wall, and had an idea in his heart. Without further ado, he took out three bowls and chopsticks from the cabinet, and walked back again.

"Old Su, go to the back and get a chicken and slaughter it. I will stew it for Xiao Mo and Zhang to eat later." Mother Su urged, and then hugged Su Xi'er. "Of course there is also our cutest Su Xi'er."

When Su Xi'er heard this, her small face was filled with a happy smile, and she continued to let out "giggle" laughter, filling the small living room.

"Okay, I'll go now." Seeing the happy expressions on everyone's faces, Father Su smiled, stood up, and was about to walk outside.

"Uncle, Aunt, don't bother." Zhang Yao stood up and said hastily.

"It's okay, sit down and watch TV first, it'll be ready soon." Father Su waved his hand at Zhang Yao, and then walked out the door, not forgetting to take the bucket on the patio.

"Xiao Zhang, sit down, it's not easy to come here once, don't be too polite, just treat this place as your own home." Mother Su said to Zhang Yao who was in a daze while hugging the petite Su Xi'er.

"Okay, Auntie." Zhang Yao nodded and sat down.

Su Zimo thought for a while, and said to Zhang Yao, "Don't be too polite, just stay here tonight, you sit down first, and I'll help my dad." Then he stood up and walked towards the courtyard go.

Under the moonlight, Su's father was holding the chicken flapping its wings randomly, raised the knife in his hand, and drained the blood very skillfully. Hearing the footsteps behind him, he turned his head and looked over. Seeing that it was Su Zimo, he smiled. "Why are you here? Don't you talk to your mother more? She has been thinking about you lately, of course, and your little sister"

"It's okay, I have more time, I will rest at home these few days." Su Zimo smiled and walked over, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to help pluck the hair while talking.

"Hey, come on, I'll do it myself. If you want to help me, go and boil a bucket of hot water for me." Father Su said quickly.

Su Zimo froze for a moment, looked at his father's rough face, and said helplessly, "Okay, I'll boil water for you." He stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Looking at a large stove in the corner, he walked over, stuffed a few pieces of firewood into it, picked up kerosene and poured it in, then found a lighter, lit it, the fire ignited instantly, and hurried out to pick up the bucket The water was poured into the big cauldron above.

Then carefully watched the flame in the big stove, and added a few pieces of firewood into it from time to time to make the fire burn hotter. "Ahem, cough, cough" was also smoked by the smoke, so I stretched out my hand and fanned it. Suddenly, my heart moved, Putting down the work in hand, ran to the living room, looked at Mother Su who was still whispering in the living room and shouted, "Mom, do we still have sweet potatoes?"

Mother Su turned her head and looked at Su Zimo, she was a little dazed for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing out loud.

Su Zhiyin and Su Xi'er beside them turned their little faces curiously, and couldn't help but raise the corners of their mouths forward. The latter quickly stretched out his little hand to cover his little mouth, looking very cute.

Even Zhang Yao, who was sitting on the side, looked at him with a look of uncontrollable laughter.

Su Zimo expressed his helplessness, so he had no choice but to ask Su Xier for help, "Xiao Xier, tell me, what are you laughing at?"

"Father, your face is dark." Su Xi'er pointed to the other party, then pointed to her own face and said in a waxy voice.

Su Zimo was taken aback for a moment, then raised his hand to touch his face, and saw that his fingers were covered with a layer of dust, he smiled wryly, thinking that it was smoked while boiling water just now, he wiped it casually a few times, and then stopped Go take care of "Mom, don't laugh, where is the sweet potato?"

"I don't have any at home, why don't you go to the place in front of the gate and dig some. They belong to the second master's house. It's okay." Mother Su finally stopped and looked at Su Zimo's face still covered with dust. , I really had the urge to laugh, and said hastily.

Su Zimo nodded, picked up the hoe, and ran out. Zhang Yao, who was idle by the side, thought about it, and he was fine anyway, so he ran out.

A few minutes later, the two came to a field in front of the gate. Seeing that it was covered with sweet potatoes, they found a place. Su Zimo picked up the hoe and swung it down vigorously. , revealing a red sweet potato, and bent down to pull it out.

"I'll do it..." After Zhang Yao finished speaking, he squatted down and skillfully pulled out the sweet potato root. Several large red sweet potatoes were attached to the root. He cleaned up the soil one by one, and then removed the attached roots.

"Yo, you are more skilled than me," Su Zimo said while waving his hoe.

"Hehe, I did a lot of farm work when I was young." Zhang Yao put the sorted sweet potatoes aside, and continued to clean up Su Zimo to hoe out the sweet potatoes.

After a few minutes, Su Zimo looked at about ten sweet potatoes and said, "Let's go, it should be enough."

The two walked back with half of the sweet potatoes each, and came to the patio. After cleaning the sweet potatoes with clean water and drying them, they came to the burning stove with a pile of sweet potatoes, and then picked up the sweet potatoes and threw them in. Take the tongs and place the firewood on it.

"Okay, go back and sit down, there's nothing wrong now," Su Zimi said to Zhang Yao who was standing beside him in a daze.

"It's okay, let's chatter a few words." Zhang Yao shook his head and said.

"Okay." Su Zimo threw a few more sticks of firewood in again, and the fire became more fierce. He couldn't bear the heat, and was covered in sweat. He took two steps back and felt much more comfortable. He looked at Zhang Yao and said, "That's right." , you should be from the northeast, why did you come to the south?"

Zhang Yao felt a little helpless when he heard the words, "You may not believe me when I tell you. I used to be a North drifter. After running for four or five years, I didn't make any achievements, so I couldn't help but change to a different industry."

Su Zimo seemed a little surprised, but at the same time he was a little speechless, and finally had no choice but to persuade him, "As the saying goes, 360 lines, every line is the best, so be careful."

Zhang Yao muttered a few words, looked at Su Zimo, suddenly smiled, "You're very good," and then walked towards the living room.

Seeing that Su Zimo was confused for a moment, he pondered for a while, and suddenly thought of sweet potatoes, he hurried back, found an iron basin, and used tongs to pick out a dozen of sweet potatoes one by one, and a sweet potato fragrance came from it. out, and then took the iron basin to the living room.

"It smells so good, it's roasted sweet potato." Su Zhiyin said happily, pinching Zou's cute little nose.

"Long time no see, your little greedy cat really has a good nose." Su Zimo smiled.

Mother Su led Su Xi'er and walked over step by step, looked at Su Zimo's face and said, "How old are you and still make it like this, why don't you go and wash your face?"

"It's okay, there's no rush," Su Zimo said, waving his hand.

"Father, what is this black thing?" Su Xi'er stood on tiptoe, looking at the dark thing inside and asked in a waxy voice.

"Auntie told you, this is called sweet potato, and it's edible," Su Zhiyin said anxiously.

After Su Zimo greeted the other people, he reached out and took out one of the dark sweet potatoes, which was a little hot, and quickly put it on the table. A strong fragrance came out, and people couldn't help but squeak their mouths.

Su Zimo picked up the chopsticks, took a bit out of it, put it in front of his mouth and blew it gently, then handed it to Su Xier's mouth, and said softly, "Be careful, don't burn it"

Su Xi'er smelled the fragrance in front of her, her pink mouth slightly opened, she slowly bit the thing on the chopsticks into her mouth and chewed it a few times, her eyes immediately bent into a half-moon shape, "Thank you dad, it's delicious "

Seeing this warm scene, Mother Su couldn't help showing a loving expression, and then walked out, probably to help her wife.

Four or ten minutes later, Su's mother came with a pot of chicken soup exuding a strong aroma, put it on the table, and said with a smile, "Okay, let's eat."

Father Su also brought up the hot food.

Su Zimo stood up and served a bowl of chicken soup to everyone sitting there. Of course, Su Xier didn't have a share, and she was looking at Su Zimo pitifully.

"It's not that I won't let you eat, come here, I'll feed you." Su Zimo picked up the chicken soup, filled it with a spoon, blew it lightly, and put it in front of Su Xi'er's mouth when it didn't feel hot. .

There is no way not to do this, after all, the freshly stewed chicken soup is really hot, even through the porcelain bowl, it feels a little hot.

Su Xi'er drank a little carefully, and felt that the taste was great, so she drank all of it immediately, "Drink it well, Dad"

"Drink more if it tastes good." Su Zimo took out the spoon and blew on it again, and placed it in front of Su Xi'er.

Unexpectedly, Su Xi'er shook her head and said sensiblely, "Dad, why don't you drink too?"

Su Zimo was very moved when he heard the words, and said with a smile, "It's okay, there's still a lot, I'll drink it later"

Su Xi'er looked at Su Zimo ignorantly, then at the big pot of steaming chicken soup, and then drank it.

"Brother, I want it too." Su Zhiyin couldn't bear her loneliness and said coquettishly.

"What a grown-up, drink it yourself," Father Su scolded.

This time, Mother Su didn't stand by her daughter, she looked at the cute Su Xi'er lovingly.

Su Zhiyin said "oh", and honestly drank the soup.

Zhang Yao looked at this warm scene with some envy.

"By the way, Mom and Dad, take a look, help me transfer Su Xi'er's household registration to ours these few days," Su Zimo said suddenly.

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