My Queen Is Too Young

The old woman looked at it and said, "let's keep them for two days. Let's see what kind of disease his friend has. Ask the villagers if they can get some medicine and send them out of the village."

The party was relieved at last.

Nuo Nuo and Fengming run over, "Niang!"

Embrace them and say, "I'm afraid."

Feng Ming shakes her head and looks like a little man. "My martial arts are not learned for nothing."

When the young woman heard that sentence, she immediately laughed out, "it's estimated that your little arms and legs are also tripod Kung Fu"

Nuo tangled, "Auntie, isn't a cat with four legs? Why do you say my brother is a three legged cat

Feng Ming patted her on the forehead, disliked, "fool, she is laughing at my poor Kung Fu!"

Waxy small eyebrows twisted up, milk fierce milk fierce stare at that woman one eye, "don't say my brother, my brother only we can say!"

Oh, this little boy is very protective!

Since it was ordered by the ancestors, the young woman had to take them back. I found a quiet place with several wooden houses in it.

"You'll stay here for two days. I'll ask you to send some things later, and you can clean up the rest yourself."

He took them to himself and left. After a while, some people really brought things, some with rice and noodles, some with lard and bacon, and some with vegetables.

But they were all cold and left with their things, and did not say a word to them to avoid the plague.

Changsheng will take things in, Changfeng and Mingyou are sitting in the kitchen, cleaning up the pots and pans, has accumulated dust, as if no one has lived for a long time. Feng Qingqian is with two children to clean up the things in the house.

It's very late to wash all the things that haven't been used for a long time. Some people just have some dry food and fruit in their bags, so they have to eat a cushion to cushion their stomach.

When she got up the next day, Mingyou had already smelled the smell of meat all over the room and took a breath. Two greedy kittens were waiting in front of the small stove with small wooden bowls in their eyes.

Nuo Nuo heard her movement, just a little look, called a mother, quickly turned back, still staring at the pot on the stove.

"Changfeng, how long will it take to eat?"

"Now

Changfeng will carry them in the past, so as not to be accidentally scalded, "and so on dad fried vegetables can eat."

Mingyou is surprised and feels that he has heard something illusory. What does Changfeng say?

Wait for the chicken to stir fry?

Isn't that fantastic enough? Feng Qiqi is good at cooking. Can he distinguish sugar from salt?

Don't be funny!

But the two children played in the yard honestly. Mingyou doesn't believe in evil. He goes in quietly. He sees a tall and thin figure standing beside the stove, turning over the spatula in his hand, and Changsheng gives him a hand.

In the hot and spicy pot, small vegetables are constantly being turned, and there are a piece of neat bacon, fat and thin, delicious.

Is it really fengqiqi?

Mingyou stretched out his hand to pinch his face, some pain, eyebrows moved a bit!

Listen to him, it's not a dream!

Changsheng said, "add a little salt and you can start the pot!" Feng Qing shallow scooped up a little salt, glanced at him, Changsheng mouth moved, "you can also add this double, this is too little." Feng Qing shallow listen to his words, and add some, stir fry a few times, dish into the plate.

Then he handed the shovel to Changsheng, because he knew that Mingyou was coming.

He walked over and said, "how?"