"Who?"

Yan Mu woke up suddenly and hurriedly asked.

"Whew-woo!" The little girl who was sleeping next to her was also awakened and immediately screamed.

"It's me, Zhou Qiang."

Zhou Qiang's voice came from outside the door.

Yan Mu hurriedly put on his clothes and got up, feeling a little nervous, could it be that Bo Junxiao was sick?

"Here you go,"

As soon as Yan Mu opened the door, Zhou Qiang handed an oversized supermarket bag in his hand to Yan Mu, "This is the practice of the old house, and it will be sent to you every month...... Ahem! ”

Zhou Qiang's expression was a little unnatural when he spoke.

God knows that he drove out in the middle of the night, ran to the supermarket and asked people for sanitary napkins, but he didn't know what brand was good, so he bought a big bag...... Isn't that embarrassing?

"Huh?"

Yan Mu was stunned.

"By the way, Xiao Mu, the young master said, you don't have to get up too early in the past two days, pay attention to rest cough cough...... Don't catch a cold! ”

Before he could figure out what was going on, Zhou Qiang had already stuffed the bag to her after speaking, and then turned around and left.

Confused, he closed the door, Yan Mu felt so strange.

What is the custom of the old house to send to the little nanny? Send this in the middle of the night? Sick, right?

Yan Mu opened the bag suspiciously...... Teng's face flushed suddenly.

At this point, if she doesn't know that her little actions have been fully interpreted, she is a fool!

What an embarrassment!

"Ah...... Really! Is...... Lose face! Yan Mu was speechless, only feeling that his face was getting hotter and hotter, and he was a little annoyed.

Are all the people in this old house fine? Obviously she pretends to be so good! When did you show your feet?

She tossed in vain!

Yan Mu lay on the bed and rolled around the quilt twice, and the feeling of shame subsided little by little, looking at this big bag of sanitary napkins, he couldn't help laughing.

After changing into sanitary napkins, this time she slept very soundly.

Yan Mu's biological clock was relatively punctual, and she woke up as usual the next morning, but thinking about Zhou Qiang's words last night, she simply slept for a while.

Worried that Old Man Bo would not be able to eat well, she still didn't dare to miss the preparation of breakfast.

For breakfast, she boiled porridge for everyone, and Da Li used the ingredients she had processed to make all kinds of side dishes and small buns.

"Xiao Mu,"

Da Li chneaded the dough while laughing, "Can you pick flour?" ”

Yan Mu glanced at him and shook his head without hesitation.

This is different from vegetables and fish, a bag of flour is ground out of so many wheat, it would be strange for her to say that she could pick it.

"Can you pick milk?"

Da Li pointed to the fresh milk bottle on the side, and said with a disgusted expression, "Tell me, what is the quality of this milk now, this is still our special order, no adulterated milk at all, but the taste of this milk is far from when I was a child - it's not that taste!" ”

He uses milk to make a lot of snacks, and if milk can improve the quality all at once, how delicious the snacks will be!

"I can't."

Yan Mu shook his head with a smile, joking, do you want her to pick a cow?

"Can't? Alas—it's a pity," sighed Da Li, "I dreamed last night that I drank a glass of milk that was very fragrant!" ”

Yan Mu was amused by him, raised his eyebrows and joked: "Uncle Li, if you buy a cow and let me raise it, maybe the milk produced will taste better." ”

"Really?" Da Li's eyes lit up.

Yan Mu couldn't help but have a black line on his face, could it be that this big Master Li really wanted to raise cattle? The problem is in the old house of the Bo family...... Is it possible?!