The wicked girl of the farm gate is a group pet

Chapter 79: Quiet as a Chicken
In the end, he was so wronged that the mist in his eyes seemed to overflow.

Su Cao's heart was so soft that she reached out and touched his little head: "Elder sister knows that it's not that elder sister doesn't cook for you, but because she's busy soaking sour bamboo shoots these days and has no time to make snacks for you."

"My sister has never eaten the mung bean cake of Fuxiangji. Yue'e and her brother bought it for me. I didn't want to give up eating it, so I brought it to Changqing Temple for you to try."

Su Cao knelt down and took his hand to discuss: "Then can we stop wasting food? You have to know that every grain of rice is hard to come by, and it takes the farmers to work hard to get the harvest."

"Like your friend Dumb, and Xiaodaotong from Changqingguan, even in corners of the world we don't know, there are many people who can't even drink a bowl of porridge, let alone mung bean cakes."

Su Cao said earnestly: "When we have enough to eat and wear warm clothes, do we have to think about those who are not full? Do we have to respect the hard-working farmers? What you don't want is probably what they ask for... ..."

The mute nodded desperately!

Young Master Ji looked at Su Cao, then at the mute, and lowered his head guiltily: "Master, eat well in the future."

"It's so cute!"

Su Cao hugged him with a smile: "Then when my sister is free, I will make you almond cake."

Young Master Ji's eyes lit up, and he nodded heavily.

Su Cao said that he wanted to pick apricot blossoms to make wine. He put his finger to his mouth and blew a whistle, and then a group of little monkeys from Changqingguan rushed out of the bamboo forest.

Tree-climbers climb trees, flower-pickers pick flowers.

"Sister Cao'er, I picked a bouquet of flowers over here!"

"Sister, there is also this side, there is also..."

Young Master Ji climbed on the apricot tree, picked the flowers and threw them in the banana leaves circled by the mute.

Many people are powerful!
After a while, Shen Yue'e couldn't finish the apricot flowers they had picked, so Su Cao had to fold wicker by the lake and weave a rattan basket on the spot.

In addition to the big basket for apricot flowers, I also made a small basket for Young Master Ji.

He got the basket made by his sister, no one else had it, but he had it. Young Master Ji was so proud that he hung the basket on the branch and climbed the tree even more vigorously.

The lively scene by the lake fell into the eyes of Ji Mo, who was playing chess in the depths of the bamboo forest. He twisted the chess pieces, thoughtful.

"Then how can the girl let the young master climb a tree? The young master won't fall from the tree, right?"

"Also, young master, is that girl possessed by a ghost? She can even recite poems?"

Ye Qi murmured and asked: "What kind of flowers are worthy of being folded, why don't you wait for no flowers to break branches? The poems are catchy, but who wrote them? The subordinates have never heard of them. The young master promised that girl to have a good meal in the future. , Young Master thought she could really cure the little Young Master..."

Disturbed by Ye Qi's noise, Ji Mo looked away from Zhuhu Lake, as if he thought he was too noisy, and dropped the chess piece in his hand on the chessboard with a slap.

The look in his eyes was not angry but pretentious, as if reminding him that he was the one who said Su Cao bullied Ji Yao.

Ye Qi: "..."

Who knew that ghost girl could make the young master docile?
After being stared coldly by his young master, Ye Qi was as quiet as a chicken, not daring to say a word.

With the help of Xiaodaotong from Changqingguan, Su Cao soon got a basket of apricot blossoms.

After going down the mountain, the soldiers are divided into two groups!
Shen Yuee was in charge of asking the kiln burners in the neighboring villages to transport the altars and pots to Changqing Temple.

Su Cao came home with a basket of apricot blossoms, and first called Xiaosongzi to inform on her behalf that the place where the bamboo shoots were harvested would be changed to Changqingguan, and then washed the picked apricot blossoms.

(End of this chapter)