After evacuating the Hou Mansion, I fled famine with my pregnant belly

Although Mother Feng didn't practice martial arts, she insisted on exercising every day, and with the good things Feng Jiuyou gave her, her physical fitness was quite good.

It's just picking up a little doll over one year old, isn't it just a matter of reaching out.

Before they reached the field, they saw Mr. Feng standing beside a pile of sweet potatoes, directing their children and grandchildren to work with trembling spirit.

"You bastards, please be careful. If you dig one up, you'll be waiting for a meal of fried pork with bamboo shoots."

"Grandpa, don't worry. Auntie said that these should be kept as seeds. We will definitely be careful."

Liu Lang said in a high mood, maybe because he was too excited, he lost his aim, once the hoe went down, and when it stopped to the crisp sound, he knew he was digging, and several of them were broken.

"I... this... wow... I dug up the seeds, I dug up the seeds."

Liu Lang cried anxiously. He was not afraid of the fried meat with bamboo shoots, but because he lost so many grains. Would his aunt be disappointed with him?
"What's going on here?"

Feng Jiuyou walked up to Liu Lang, stroked the top of his head gently and asked softly.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo I dug up the sweet potato..."

Liu Lang saw that it was Feng Jiuyou who cried even more fiercely.

"Liu Lang, my aunt knows that you didn't mean it. It just so happens that my aunt still wants to drink sweet potato porridge tonight. There will be ingredients, and it's not a waste.

Can aunt cook sweet potato porridge for you tonight? "

"Okay." Hearing Feng Jiuyou's words, Liu Lang wiped away his tears and nodded vigorously.

When he raised his head again, he saw the Feng family staring at him with funny faces.

"He's already 7 years old, and he still cries when something goes wrong."

Dalang couldn't help but speak.

"Sixth brother is ashamed, Qilang doesn't cry."

Shichiro was still making up for the knife.

"Brother, shame..." Ruan Ruan also clapped her hands and shouted.

The soft and cute voice of Nai Meng Nai Meng immediately made everyone burst into laughter.

"cough……"

Seeing that the laughter was almost over, as the head of the family, Mr. Feng coughed lightly.

Everyone stopped and looked at him.

"It's time to pack up and go back."

"What about the sweet potatoes?"

"It's fine to put it in the ground to dry. Are you afraid that someone will come to take it? It's better to store the soil after drying it."

Jiuyou Island belongs to Feng Jiuyou, whoever wants to die dares to steal from their land.

I haven't worked for a long time, and the big guy may feel a little uncomfortable, so I went to bed early.

Feng Jiuyou, Feng Chenjue, Feng Chenrui, Feng Chenyi didn't sleep, they all gathered in the study.

"Youyou, did you come here for something?"

As the eldest brother, Feng Chenjue happily asked, the younger sister has not arranged for him to do anything for a long time.

"Big Brother, Second Brother, Third Brother, I called you here today and I need help with something."

"If you have anything to say, just say it."

The second elder brother Feng Chenrui also opened his mouth hastily, and did not forget to give Feng Chenyi a glare.

Most of them are the third younger brother who works beside Youyou, so it's rare that the younger sister can use him?If he didn't speak up quickly, the third brother was ahead again.

Feng Chenyi just smiled and didn't speak, he is not stupid, since the younger sister called them all over, he must have something to say.

It's a good thing he didn't marry a wife, otherwise my younger sister would have abandoned him too.

Isn't that what the big brother and the second brother are like?If they work with Youyou and run around, the elder sister-in-law and second sister-in-law will not have any objections.

"After two years of martial arts practice, you should have no problem protecting yourself. I plan to start an incident in half a month, and I need your help.

Brother, you are responsible for the taxation of each village. By the way, let me know that if anyone is willing to sell the surplus sweet potatoes, next year's new grain will be sold to him first. "