Although he didn't sleep well all night, early the next morning, Lu Jiang and Feng Qingxue still got up to cook.

Feng Qingxue was worried about the waste products in the scrap collection station that she didn't have time to take away, and she also wanted to know if the things in the dark grid belonged to the Guan family, so she kneaded her dough while chatting with Lu Jiang.

She wanted to make scallion pancakes, and Lu Jiang pulled a large handful of green onions from her own place, pinched and peeled the roots, washed and chopped them.

Listening to her chattering voice, Lu Jiang not only did not feel bored, but felt very pleasant to the ear, listening to her endlessly, the dough was kneaded thousands of times, and couldn't help but smile, "Normal, normal, take it back if you have the opportunity, and you don't need to worry if you don't have the opportunity, isn't this what you said?" At least we saved part of it. ”

Feng Qingxue's response was to stick her tongue out at him and make a grimace.

This person is really, can't let her nag and nag, doesn't he know that nagging is part of a woman's nature?

There was only a little peanut oil bottom left in the oil jar, and the wind and snow looked around, and took out a can of lard from the space, at this moment she was secretly glad that she had boiled lard when she had time in the past, and there was a lot of storage in the space, which could be used at any time.

She made two kinds of noodles, one white and one coarse.

Children eat white flour scallion pancakes, adults eat black noodles, and it doesn't look dazzling to send them to the old people in the cowshed.

As soon as the black flour cake was baked, Xibao put on his clothes and shoes, rubbed his eyes and came over, "Dad! Mom! Where have you been? I couldn't find you, and I cried, but I was sad! ”

"Oh, you're crying? How did I hear that you don't rain when you only thunder? "The wind and snow were not fooled.

Xibao smiled, didn't feel embarrassed at all, looked at the oil cake in the basket, and his eyes lit up, "Mom, scallion pancake, your big baby likes it and likes to eat it!" ”

Feng Qingxue took a stack of ten scallion pancakes, wrapped them in gauze, put them in a small back basket, and then hung the small back basket on the back of his son's shoulder.

"Son, I've given you a great mission!"

Xibao immediately saluted, "Please speak!" ”

That is crisp and neat, and the body and military salute are no different from those of the soldiers.

Feng Qingxue pursed her lips and said: "Go to the cowshed and call grandpa back for dinner, and then divide the oil cakes in the back basket to the other grandparents, one cake per person, remember, one for each person." ”

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Xibao ran to the cowshed and saw Aunt Xu and Wen Yue cooking, he hurriedly sent his big smile, "Grandma, grandma, don't be busy, my mother asked me to send cakes, delicious scallion pancakes, but they are delicious." ”

Aunt Xu was stunned for a moment, reached into the back basket and took out the scallion pancake wrapped in gauze, which was still hot, and the smell was the aroma of lard.

"Xibao is so good, did your mother let you send it?"

Xibao nodded his head, "One for each person, remember, one for each person." I'm looking for grandpa for dinner! Grandpa! ”

He carried the empty basket on his back and rushed into the house screaming.

Father Lu was knocked back a few steps by him, stretched out his hand to hug him, and his face was full of smiles, "Okay, grandpa, I'm going to eat with you." Come on, come on, say hello to the grandpa in the house. ”

"Hello grandpa!" Xibao did not forget to bow.

He had been playing in the cowshed from yesterday afternoon to evening, barking from grandparents to grandparents, and the old people were very familiar with him, and anyone who saw such a pleasant-looking and sweet-mouthed child would not feel disliked.