"Yes, I've finished picking it. This is the last time. Let's take a look next year." Ruan Jiaoyan asked him, "Where is my mother? What did you eat for lunch?"

Ruan Funian suddenly felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't dare not say anything, "Sister Zhu next door made noodles by herself at noon. I scooped some flour and asked her to make a little for me, and gave her a bowl of bone soup. After the noodles were made, they took them back and cooked the noodles with bone soup, and put a few small cabbage seedlings..."

"Dad, did you eat the cabbage seedlings?" Huanhuan felt distressed immediately. It was still Miaomiao.

My sister probably didn't get much back, but my father actually ate the little cabbage seedlings.

Ruan Funian felt guilty, "Otherwise, I don't know how to cook it. The white soup noodles look not so tempting, and the little cabbage looks so delicious. Huanhuan, dad put a handful of them, and there were not many."

He firmly couldn't admit that it was because he saw the little cabbage, and he didn't know where Ruan Jiaoyan bought the little cabbage. It was really delicious.

"Forget Huanhuan, it doesn't matter if you just eat a few. My mother should feel more enjoyable when she sees it."

Seeing that Huanhuan was really anxious, Ruan Jiaoyan quickly persuaded her.

"Yes, yes, your mother was so happy that she cried when she had eaten the noodle soup I cooked for the first time."

He had never cooked before, and he was called to help by Jiaoyan these days, so he also took a few more glances.

Ruan Jiaoyan glanced at him speechlessly, really didn't know what to say. The noodles were made by Aunt Zhu, and the big bone soup was originally boiled there. He probably just boiled the soup and put the cabbage and added a little salt.

The noodles cooked like this are delicious and crying, and it has nothing to do with him.

But forget it, her father has made progress like this. He really couldn't cook before, even if he was burning fire, saying something like a gentleman staying away from the kitchen. So, slowly change it bit by bit.

"Hurry pick the fruits and I'm going to send them to the town."

Ruan Jiaoyan actually wanted to sell the wild sheep. If she sold more things, she would still have to plant the special rapeseed in the space.

If she can, she also wants to see if she can buy a small piece of land first.

I think there are too many things to do and too many things to buy.

Ruan Jiaoyan sighed softly, feeling that she should have been relieved first. She had hardly stopped these days after she came back from rebirth, because knowing the fate of the family afterwards, her heart always had a string tightly.

Now she has room and good luck. The fate of their family should not be like that of her previous life, and she can also relax herself a little.

If it is tight, she will easily break. She will regret her life and not have any trouble.

Ruan Huanhuan quickly went to pick up the fruits, while Ruan Jiaoyan washed her hands and took the pancakes. She planned to bake more pancakes in the space, so she could eat them when she went to the town, and today she had to go to a private school, so she could give Wei'an a little more.

She quickly fried some corn cakes and baked some chopped green onion pancakes. After thinking about it, she took out a few pheasant eggs and baked ten egg cakes.

I don’t know if there will be one more portion in the space of the cake baked with pheasant eggs? She also wants to try this. If this is not increased, she will not be able to use the things she got from the mountains to mix with the rice and flour she bought for food, because if it cannot be an extra portion, it will be too wasteful.

Ruan Funian and Huanhuan have now begun to get used to Ruan Jiaoyan’s cooking, and the kitchen is filled with a drooling fragrance.

But the aroma of the fried cakes still makes them a little unbearable.

"I've left a few cakes. You can eat them later. I'll bring some of the rest to Wei'an." Ruan Jiaoyan took a basket and put the cakes on and covered them with cloth.

"By the way, dad, I remember your hands are quite good? Can weave bamboo, right?" Ruan Jiaoyan suddenly remembered something.

Ruan Funian was stunned for a moment, "I just made up some gadgets for you before, so I can't use them."

When Ruan Jiaoyan and the others were young, Ruan Funian made some small toys for them, such as bamboo dragonflies, chicks, and grasshoppers.

He has this skill, and many villagers are shocked.

It is said that he saw an idle book that year, which talked about some bamboo weavings. Their family was so poor that they made them up in order to find something to coax the children.

"It's useful. Try to make some small baskets and baskets. I can hold things, otherwise I have to buy them." Ruan Jiaoyan wanted to find something for him.

Ruan Funian was helpless, "Okay."

Seeing that Huanhuan had almost finished picking the fruit, Ruan Jiaoyan took two scallions and carried the cloth and cotton, and ran to Aunt Zhu's house.

At this time, Aunt Zhu had already returned from the field and was wiping and sweeping at home.

When she opened the door and saw Ruan Jiaoyan, she was stunned for a moment, and then she smelled a scent.

She quickly pressed down her greed and saw the big bag of cotton and cloth in Ruan Jiaoyan's hand and asked, "Jiaoyan, are you?"

"Aunt Zhu, can you trouble you? You see, our family's cotton jackets are all clumped and are not resistant to freezing. I bought a coarse cloth. This is six kilograms of cotton. My mother is not good at it now, so can you help make a few cotton jackets?"

She felt it would be better to ask Aunt Zhu for help in this matter. She had no time at all, and she would probably not have time to do it herself.

Aunt Zhu opened her mouth, and six kilograms of cotton and a piece of cloth shocked her.

The Ruan family has only been a few days ago, but they have gone from not even a grain of rice to afford these things?

But she also saw Ruan Jiaoyan's desperate efforts these days. She was so embarrassed when she came down from the mountain yesterday. I'm afraid God also pity this little girl who almost sold herself for six taels of silver. Give her more luck.

"Each person in your family makes one?" Aunt Zhu asked her into the door and took the six kilograms of cotton. "Do you want it before the New Year? It's a bit rushed."

"My Wei'an has one thing. If you don't have to make it for him, just give us a few first, and do it in the order of Huanhuan, me, my mother, and my father."

When Aunt Zhu heard the sewing order of the cotton jacket, she didn't know why she wanted to laugh.

Generally, he would rank first for men in his family. In the past, Chen was like this. He would do everything for Ruan Funian first, then Ruan Wei'an, then two daughters, and finally herself.

Now Ruan Jiaoyan doesn’t put her father first? She actually ranked him to the end.

"Your father's last one?" Aunt Zhu still reminded her, "Will this be bad?"

"No." Ruan Jiaoyan replied without thinking, "My mother has been in the house all the time, warmer and can cover her with a quilt. My father doesn't go out to work. Huanhuan and I have to go out often, and we are too cold to bear it."
Chapter completed!