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After finishing their things, Feng Yifan and his group drove from the hillside to camp downhill, still everyone was sitting in a business car driven by Feng Yifan.

The new off-road vehicle driven by Feng Yifan by Yang Zhiyi is responsible for pulling back all the things he brought up the mountain.

But when I went back, there was actually not much.

Because what we should eat is basically the same as what we ate yesterday and this morning.

Feng Yifan and the others plan to take the rest to the bottom of the mountain, and find a farmer to borrow the stove at noon in the town to make them and eat them, so that they will be completely relaxed when they go back.

Along the way, Yang Zhiyi followed Feng Yifan's car and saw the three little girls in the car laughing and laughing. He was really envious in his heart. It's just helpless, after all, another car has to be driven down the mountain.

At the same time, Yang Zhiyi secretly decided in his heart that if he came out in the future, he would simply take a car.

Because of the experience of going up the mountain, the journey is relatively unimpeded.

Soon the car drove down the mountain and, following the instructions of the road signs, turned into a small town with gurgling water and a small bridge with gray tiles and white walls at the foot of the mountain.

Seeing the scenery in the small town, Feng Yifan couldn't help being a little surprised: "Oh? There are so many Huizhou-style buildings in this place?"

Sitting in the back row, Li Xiuchun said: "Huizhou architecture is not only found in Huizhou, south of the Yangtze River."

Shortly after entering the town, there was a special person in front, instructing all vehicles to park in the parking lot outside the town.

Feng Yifan and the others also followed other people's rules and drove the car into the parking lot outside the town.

After the car was parked, Yang Zhiyi got off and asked, "Let’s park the car here, what should I do with those things in that car?"

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Do you feel a pity? Then you can carry it on your back."

Yang Zhiyi confessed and Feng Yifan glanced at him and said, "Why do you want me to carry it? Don't think of letting me work alone, so I won't carry it."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Okay, don't do it if you don't carry it, just put it in the car."

Su Ruoxi asked with some worry: "But if you don't bring things, what about the remaining things?"

Feng Yifan responded to his wife: "Don't worry, we can take the rest with us. After we go back, we can dispose of it in the back kitchen. We can't make it for diners. We can eat it for our own family, or make it for everyone. Staff meals."

Hearing that her husband has a way to make arrangements, Su Ruoxi nodded and said, "Well, that's good, you can't waste it."

Feng Yifan said: "Of course it can't be wasted, these are all good things."

Hearing that he didn't need to carry the ingredients on his back, Yang Zhiyi was immediately happy. He reached out his arm to his wife, and wanted to take his daughter and walked up to the town.

But Li Fei'er and her daughter avoided Yang Zhiyi's hand almost at the same time.

Yang Xiaoxi said bluntly: "Dad, don't pull me, I will wait for Ruoruo and Feifei to go together."

Li Fei'er also said: "What are you doing? If there are children in the public, you can do it yourself."

Yang Zhiyi was scolded by his wife and daughter, and was also disgusted with helplessness.

The old couple Chen Shoulin and Li Xiuchun laughed when they saw this.

Chen Shoulin said: "For these two days, our dad who washes and washes has been very hard. It is really hard not to talk about work, but also to take on the source of our joy. We need to give a lot of encouragement."

Li Xiuchun also said: "Yes, right, at noon, a big drumstick should be rewarded."

Yang Xiaoxi heard this and said, "Grandma, our little ones also want to eat big drumsticks."

Feng Ruoruo and Chen Yaofei followed: "Yes, we also want big drumsticks."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Okay, let's find a place to eat big drumsticks at noon."

When Yang Zhiyi heard about eating, the whole person became excited: "I heard that the characteristic of this town is the kind of local pot chicken on the earthen stove, and the noodle cake on the side of the pot. We can definitely do it at noon. Find the best one to taste."

Chen Shoulin said, "You must try it. I haven't eaten the local pot chicken in many years, especially the local pot chicken paste pancakes."

Feng Yifan closed the car door easily, then locked the car, and said to everyone: "Okay, let's go quickly, go around the town, and look for the best local pot chicken by the way. We have a good meal at noon ."

Feng Ruoruo immediately asked curiously: "Ah, dad, don't you cook at noon?"

Feng Yifan said to her daughter: "At noon, we eat food made by others and always eat the food made by father. Don't you feel bored?"

Feng Ruoruo immediately said: "Don't get tired, dad, you cook the best food."

Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei also said, "Yes, that's right. Father Feng cooks the best food."

Feng Yifan smiled and said, "Okay, let's go back. I will continue to make it for you. At noon today, we will go to eat some of the specialties here and try the local pot chicken paste pancakes."

The three little girls were curious and asked: "Dad (Papa Feng), what is the local pot chicken paste pancake?"

After hearing this, the adults said in unison: "Don't worry, you will know when you see it."

The little girls didn't worry about asking, and followed the adults out of the parking lot.

I have to say that although the small bridge in the small town has gurgling water and the gray tiles and white walls are beautiful, the parking lot outside the town is really not very good.

Especially the pavement is a kind of gravel road, and when the car gets in and out, it will raise dust.

So when they went out, Feng Yifan and the others also protected the three little girls.

Quickly walked out of the parking lot, and finally officially entered the town.

The environment in the town is nothing like the parking lot.

As soon as I entered the town, there was a very old stone bridge. Below the stone bridge was clear gurgling water, and some residents of the town washed their clothes by the water below.

The three little girls were also surprised to see those people hit the clothes placed on the stone with a wooden stick.

"Yeah, what are those people doing, Dad?"

"They are hitting clothes with sticks."

"But why do you want to hit the clothes? Is the clothes doing something wrong?"

Li Xiuchun smiled and said, "That's not beating clothes. That's when you are washing clothes. Use the stick to tap lightly, you can knock off some dirty things in the clothes, and then the clothes can become clean. ."

This older way of washing clothes in the town really surprised the little girls.

Standing on the stone bridge, looking down seriously for a long time.

He even squatted down, dragged his little face with two little hands, staring at it carefully.

The aunts who were washing clothes below, when they looked up and saw three cute little girls squatting side by side on the bridge, they all showed kind smiles.

"Yeah, these three little girls are so beautiful."

"Whose children are you?"

"It's really handsome."

"No, the three little girls are very cute."

Hearing the comments and questions from the aunts below, the three little girls were a little embarrassed, and quickly got up and hid behind the adults.

Seeing the little girls shy, the aunts washing clothes below all laughed.

Feng Yifan turned around and looked at his daughter and said, "Don't be shy. The aunts are complimenting you. Go and say hello to them."

Encouraged by her father, Feng Ruoruo still stood up first to speak.

"Hello, my father said that you are washing clothes. You used that stick to beat the clothes to get rid of the dirty things in the clothes, right?"

With Feng Ruoruo taking the lead, Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei naturally became bolder.

The two little girls also stepped forward to Feng Ruoruo's side.

Yang Xiaoxi asked, "Auntie, don't you usually use washing machines?"

Chen Yaofei also asked, "Auntie, won't you break your clothes if you hit like this?"

The aunts who washed the clothes below laughed happily when they heard the questions of the three little girls.

One of the elders said: "You three cute ones, there are quite a lot of problems."

Another aunt replied: "We usually wash clothes here, and then use this stick to hit the clothes. We will pay attention and say that we will not break the clothes."

"Yes, do you want to come down and have a look? You can also hit with a stick to see."

The three little girls were naturally eager to try.

When the adults saw that the girls were already eager to try, they led the children down together.

Following the guidance of the washing aunt, Feng Yifan and the others walked off the bridge first, and then walked around the steps on the embankment beside the stream. From the stairs, they walked along the stream to the place where the aunts washed their clothes.

The three little girls saw the water, which also found it very interesting.

After coming to the aunts, the little girls squatted down and reached out and gently touched the flowing water.

I found that the water is not very cold, just as comfortable as the water in the creek on the hillside.

An aunt smiled and said: "We use natural stream water here, which flows down from the mountain, but it is all good water. You must be hard to see in the city."

The two mothers also asked the children to be more careful.

Dad followed closely to prevent the little girls from sliding down the water when they were playing.

Soon, the three little girls all got the sticks given by the aunt.

Holding it in their hands, the three little girls realized that the stick was still heavy.

The little girls tried to hold it with one hand, but they were a little bit uncontrollable.

Finally, the three little girls also held the stick with two hands.

Although the stick was lifted up with both hands, when the little girls tried to beat the clothes, it was obvious that it was not easy to beat with the stick in both hands.

And the sticks are indeed heavy, so the little girls lifted up and beat them a few times, but slowly they couldn't bear it.

Putting down the stick, the three little girls almost said in unison: "Oh, it's so heavy."

Seeing the little girls, the aunts who did the laundry all laughed.

Feng Yifan and the others also laughed, thinking that the three little girls were too cute and interesting.

After letting the children play for a while, Su Ruoxi and Li Feier also said together: "Okay, if you have enough fun, give them to the aunt, and they will need to wash the clothes."

"Yeah, let's not always disturb others."

The little girls put the wooden sticks on their hands to the aunt who washes the clothes.

The aunts took it and squatted down to continue washing clothes.

But when he was about to leave, Feng Ruoruo suddenly asked: "Auntie, my dad said you have delicious local pot chicken paste pancakes here, but I have never eaten with Xixi and Fei Fei. I don’t know that. What is it."

Hearing Feng Ruoruo’s words, the aunt who gave her the wooden stick experience smiled and said, "Oh, so you want to eat local pot chicken paste pancakes? Then go to my house and eat later. My craftsmanship is very famous in the town. Miles."

The other aunts also agreed.

"Yes, right, go to your Aunt Yao's house to eat."

"Sister Yao's craftsmanship is definitely the best in town."

"You have good food, Sister Yao easily doesn't make it for outsiders."

"The other local pot chicken shops in the town are not as good as Sister Yao's craftsmanship. You must not miss it."

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After being praised by the people in Tongzhen, Aunt Yao also smiled and waved her hand: "Okay, don't help my grandmother sell melons here, please wash your clothes quickly."

Let everyone continue to dress, Aunt Yao said to the children and parents: "You go to the town first, and when it's almost noon, go to the house on the east side of the town. My family lives there. I will prepare it for you and wait for you to eat."

Feng Yifan immediately said: "Sister, that really troubles you."

Others also followed to express their gratitude to Aunt Yao.

Feng Ruoruo pulled Yang Xiaoxi and Chen Yaofei, and the three little girls said to Aunt Yao in unison: "Thank you, Auntie."

Aunt Yao immediately said cheerfully: "Okay, no thanks, I'm also very happy to be able to cook this lunch for you three little cuties."

Then, watching the children leave with the adults, Aunt Yao also squatted down to speed up the laundry.

After going up, Yang Zhiyi asked curiously: "Do you think that Aunt Yao is really as good as they said, with such a good craftsmanship?"

Li Feier asked: "Do you think people are bragging?"

Yang Zhiyi said: "There is a little bit of that kind of feeling, that is, what they said is a bit exaggerated."

Feng Yifan glanced at the town and saw a lot of people bustling in the town, and at a glance, the town was really full of various local pot chicken restaurants.

He thought for a while and said, "Perhaps Aunt Yao and the others are right. The local pot chicken restaurants in town may not taste very good."

Yang Zhiyi asked: "Then we really go to Aunt Yao's house to eat?"

Feng Yifan nodded: "Of course I want to go."

Yang Xiaoxi immediately said to his father: "Dad~www.readwn.com~ We are going, we all have a good deal with the aunt, and it will be sad not to go to the aunt."

Feng Yifan said: "Yes, Xixi is right, we have already agreed with others, we must go."

Yang Zhiyi nodded and said, "Then go have a taste. Anyway, if it is lunch, we will go back in the afternoon and take a bite at noon."

Yang Zhiyi obviously has reservations about Aunt Yao's cooking skills.

This is not to say that he looks down on others with arrogance.

In fact, the main reason is that I have seen too much Feng Yifan’s cooking skills and tasted too many chef Feng’s delicacies, and I am less concerned about other so-called culinary skills and delicacies.

Feng Yifan had some expectations. He felt that since Aunt Yao could be praised by others, it also showed that the local pot chicken paste pancakes she cooked should have some strength, so he also expected Aunt Yao.

But for the rest of the time, I will accompany my mothers and three little girls to the town.