Mrs. Wu hurried over and tied up the sheep again. She reluctantly pulled out a few glutinous vegetables that were caused by disaster and threw them to the ewe. She said angrily: "If it weren't for Fu Ya's face, today would be your death date! Next time, the vegetables that harmed me will be taken to the pot!"

Are wild goats so docile? After being slapped a few times, she was not angry or angry, tied the rope to the neck and did not resist, and followed Mrs. Wu obediently to the open space next to the chicken coop. Jiang Zhixue was very surprised as she watched the scene.

She checked the ewes - young, strong, and nothing wrong with it. The most important thing is that she had just given birth to a baby, such goat milk was the most nourishing.

Jiang Zhixue squatted down and wanted to milk, but was stopped by Mrs. Wu: "Your stomach is inconvenient, and you will have too many milking times in the future. How can you bother you every time? Teach me!"

Jiang Zhixue nodded and asked Mrs. Wu to wash the sheep's breasts with warm water first, and patiently told her how to squeeze the sheep's milk. At the beginning, Mrs. Wu was unable to understand the method and inevitably hurt the ewes. The ewes always turned around and did not cooperate.

Jiang Zhixue demonstrated once and explained the key points clearly. Mrs. Wu gradually got started. The snow-white goat milk dripped into the ceramic basin, with a faint smell of smell of smell. The ewe bowed his head and chewed the leaves of the vegetable, very cooperative.

However, the lamb next to him was unhappy when he saw Mrs. Wu snatching his food rations. He took his head that had not yet grown a small horn and pressed Mrs. Wu's arm. However, it was small and weak, Mrs. Wu slapped it away with a slap: "Go! Let's play!"

The lamb fell and snuggled up to the sheep's mother with grievance.

Mother Yang: This is a person at the top of the Song family’s food chain. Who wouldn’t provoke her? Go and provoke her? Look for a blow!

Jiang Zhixue reminded Mrs. Wu that when cooking goat milk, you should add a few almonds to remove the fishy smell!

What? You still need to cook goat milk? Don’t you drink the little lambs directly, they look lively. However, Jiang Zhixue is good at medical skills, so he must be right to listen to her!

Mrs. Wu cooked goat milk, let it cool down and then served it to her baby granddaughter: "Fuya, I'm drinking milk!"

Song Ziran, who was lying on the window and looked out, turned over and quickly climbed to her breasts. She obediently found a comfortable position in her arms and sat in a comfortable position to wait for feeding.

The real goat milk is rich and mellow, and a layer of milky skin is formed on it. Song Ziran squinted her eyes in satisfaction and couldn't stop drinking. Two four or five-year-old brothers were swallowing their saliva from the side.

Song Ziran was embarrassed to eat alone. After drinking a little while, she pushed the bowl to two Maos. Bamao, Jiumao shook his head sensibly: "Brother doesn't drink it, sisters drink it. Sisters have lost weight!"

Mrs. Wu praised her granddaughter and said, "We Fuya are so sensible! We think of brothers if you have any delicious food. You two can't lose your conscience. You must be nice to your sister, do you know?"

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G's big eyes looked at her sister with emotion - Sister, okay, not only did she share the precious pastries to them, but she also thought about them when drinking goat milk... They should treat her sister more well in the future!

Song Ziran felt that Mrs. Wu had the potential to do pyramid schemes. For more than half a year, her family had been brainwashed by her. There was only one brainwashing center - to be good to Fuya!

Mrs. Wu put the bowl back to her granddaughter's mouth and said softly: "Fuya, you eat it, there is still in the jar! Brothers are all old, just try it!"

Song Ziran looked at her brothers who were as thin as bean sprouts, and then looked at her little arms that looked like lotus root nodes. Those who didn't know would think she was the eldest lady of the landlord's family, and those two hairs were children of long-term workers. Oh! I'm so embarrassed!! Fuya said embarrassedly, but she didn't delay her from having sex! She drank half a bowl of goat milk and looked upside down!

Mrs. Wu said with a heartache: "Oh, look, I'm hungry for the child. We, Fuya, have been wronged these days..."

Song Ziran: My brothers have wild vegetables, coarse grains, steamed buns, and every meal, she has fine grains and egg yolks. Who is the one who is wronged?

At this time, Bamao Jiumao also drank fragrant goat milk, so happy that he almost cried. Jiumao slapped his thigh and raised his voice: "Oh, we can drink such delicious milk, thanks to our Fuya, Fuya is really the little lucky star in our family."

This little guy learned about Mrs. Wu’s tone and style.

Bamao also said, "That's right! We have encountered wild goats when we went up the mountain before. The thing ran very fast and even hunters couldn't catch up. These two goats came back with their milk obediently. They must have known that their sister had no milk to drink, so they were delivered to the door automatically."

Jiang Zhixue also felt very incredible. She looked down at the sleepy baby with a small breast in her arms and a sleepy breast. Could it be that what my mother said, Fuya was born extraordinary?

Seeing that her granddaughter was asleep, Mrs. Wu put her on the tip of the kang and took her exclusive quilt to cover her. She felt warm under her body, and her body was filled with her familiar smell. A sweet smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she slept more quickly.

Mrs. Wu took out a few pairs of yolk eggs from the basket, thought for a while, and took out four or five more pheasant eggs. She smiled and said to Jiang Zhixue: "Sometimes ago, three pheasants flew over at home and made nests in the chicken pen. These pheasants lay eggs every day, and Fuya ate two a day, and there are still some left! We'll eat better today!"

Jiang Zhixue knew about the situation of the Song family, got up and went home, took some white flour, lard, and a small paper bag: "This is the seasoning I made, which can add flavor to it when put in the filling!"

If Song Ziran is there, she will definitely be able to distinguish the flavors of star anise, cinnamon, cloves, cardamom in the seasoning powder, and can be regarded as simple five-spice powder.

Mrs. Wu is very good at cooking. The same ingredients are in her hands and the taste is better. She skillfully combines noodles, mixes fillings, rolls the pancakes... One by one, the chubby two-fold noodles and leek boxes were soon born in her hands...

The eight-foot-nine-foot-playing lambs in the backyard were attracted by the tempting fragrance. They poked their heads at the kitchen door, looking like a greedy cat.

Mrs. Wu said to them: "Go to Jiang's house and call Brother Qiufeng Qiuyu over for dinner!"

The second and third brothers of the Jiang family are twins. They just turned six years old and were detained by their elder brother to practice calligraphy. The two brothers look like mothers, have beautiful facial features, are fair and cute, and are very popular with Fuya.

Song Ziran: Who can reject the clean, tender and polite little boy?

After Jiang Qiufeng and Jiang Qiuyu came in, they first disturbed Mrs. Wu, and then asked: "Where is Sister Fuya?"

Mrs. Wu smiled and looked at the gentle and polite little brothers and replied: "Fuya is asleep! Grandma Song made a box of leeks and added eggs. Try it while it's hot!"

Jiang Qiuyu was a little more active and said sweetly: "The taste of Grandma Song is definitely delicious! After eating the food made by Grandma Song, I want to stay for you to be my grandson!"
Chapter completed!