Cross the farmhouse naughty chick

Chapter 105 The Way to Turn Waste into Treasure (1)
When Lan Jia heard the sound of closing the courtyard door, she hurried out and saw her father walking towards the kitchen with a basket full of vegetables, his trousers were rolled up, his feet were bare, his clothes were only a little wet , Lan Jia reached out to take the vegetable basket, but Dad walked around her hand and walked into the kitchen with the vegetable basket.

"Erya, come in quickly, we are cooking loofah noodles today." Lan Dazhi walked into the kitchen, saw Lan Jia was still there, and called Lan Jia to come in and cook together.

Lan Jia walked to her father and sat down, and her father stretched out his hands to straighten her unruly hair. The eldest brother brought water and put it in front of her father. He put his feet in the wooden basin and ironed them for a while before putting on his shoes.

"It's too hard for you to carry a basket full of vegetables. How can I let Erya suffer?" Lan Dazhi smiled and patted Lan Jia's shoulder lightly, grinning.

Lan Jia saw that her father began to roll out a piece of noodle without fluff on the chopping board, and it still looked decent when she made it. After watching it for a while, she didn't understand, so she walked over to her elder brother and sat down.

"You turn on the fire, I'll scrape and wash the loofah, and cook it in the noodles later, the noodles will taste even better." After Lan Tao finished speaking, he went to the vegetable basket to find the loofah and began to scrape it.

Lan Jia saw that her mother and eldest sister walked into the kitchen together, holding the thread for tying netting in their hands, and they were going to eat soon. Mother and eldest sister still wanted to tie the netting for a while, but it was impossible.

Seeing Lan Tao scratching the loofah, Mrs. Lan Wu took a look, walked to the small table and began to shave, as if scraping loofah was a very common thing for her elder brother, and there was nothing to be surprised about.

Lan Jia boiled the water in the pot, and Dad's noodles were ready immediately, so he turned to a low fire and waited for Dad to finish all the noodles, and then he could put it into the pot.

"Erya, turn up the heat, daddy's noodles are ready." Lan Dazhi lifted the lid of the pot and saw the water in the pot, and said loudly as he slowly boiled it.

"Okay!" Lan Jia happily agreed, and then added some smaller firewood and some slightly larger firewood, and the fire in the stove ignited a big fire. Just big, small if you want, although she is happy, she has really become a veritable fire girl.

After a while, Lan Jia saw his father gently put the noodles into the pot, and his father cut the loofah, which was shaved and cleaned by the eldest brother, and then put it into the pot. After a while, he lifted the noodles to have a look.

"Erya, don't turn on the fire, the noodles are already cooked." Lan Dazhi looked at Lan Jia and said.

"Erya, come and sit down quickly, don't stand there, lest you burn yourself." Lan Wu was shocked when she saw Lan Jia standing there, ready to serve a bowl, and hurriedly urged Lan Jia to come over. Jia is really too small now, and the soup in the noodles is easy to burn people.

Seeing that her mother looked anxious, Lan Jia had no choice but to go to the small table and sit down. The elder brother brought a bowl of noodles to her mother, another bowl to Lan Jia and put it in front of her, and then a bowl of noodles to the elder sister. I finally got a bowl for myself, my father brought a large bowl of noodles and put it in front of me, and my elder brother took out the chopsticks and handed them to everyone.

Lan Jia finally realized what it was like not being able to eat.

Lan Jia copied a few noodles and drank a few mouthfuls of noodle soup. The taste was not bad, so she started to pick up the noodles to eat. She didn't expect that the noodles made by her father were so delicious, and then she ate them in big mouthfuls.

Lancao saw that although Lan Jia was eating noodles, she didn't look rude at all, and she didn't make a sound while eating noodles. Instead, she thought that Lan Jia was eating noodles very well.

Seeing that Lan Jia is so refined and reasonable, Lancao is several years older than Lan Jia, so she feels embarrassed to rustle the noodles. Lancao also eats noodles slowly, trying not to make a sound.

Lan Tao hadn't eaten such delicious noodles for a long time. He was really hungry, so he ate the noodles in big mouthfuls, picked up the bowl and gulped down all the noodle soup.

"Mom, I have big eyes and a small belly, so I can't eat so much noodles, so let's eat them tomorrow, okay?" Lan Jia said embarrassedly when she saw that there was still half a bowl of noodles left in her bowl.

"The temperature is too high now, and the noodles will go bad tomorrow, so you can't eat them. You can eat more. If you can't finish eating, you can give some to the chicken." Seeing such delicious noodles, Mrs. Lan Wu poured them What a pity, with a distressed look on his face.

"Okay!" Seeing her mother's appearance, Lan Jia was embarrassed to stop eating, so she ate a few more mouthfuls, took out the bowl, and poured some for the hen to eat. It would be nice to lay a few more eggs then.

Lan Jia ate a little too much, and poured the noodles in the bowl to the hen. Her stomach ate a little too much, feeling a little stretched, and slowly walked into the stove with the bowl in her hand. Handing the bowl to the eldest brother, he sat down and leaned against his father, closed his eyes and rested, not wanting to move at all.

"Erya, do you want to sleep? If you want to sleep, go to sleep on the kang. Sitting here and sleeping will make you sick." Lan Dazhi looked down and saw that Lan Jia's eyes were closed, so he thought Lan Jia was sleepy.

"No! I ate too much today, rest for a while, and then walk slowly to digest and digest. If not, I will feel uncomfortable in my stomach." Lan Jia smiled embarrassedly.

"I've finished washing the dishes, and I'll walk with you to digest, okay?" Lan Tao cleaned the dishes, walked to Lan Jia's side and sat next to Lan Jia. Give Lan Jia a little.

"Okay! People say that if you walk a hundred steps after a meal, you can't live a hundred, at least you have to live 99. In order for both of us to live a long life, let's walk slowly together." Lan Jia said and she was there With a smile, Lan Tao pulled Lan Jia up vigorously, and the two walked out of the kitchen together, and really walked slowly in the corridor.

"Hey—seeing Erya eat more, it makes her feel so uncomfortable. If I had known, I wouldn't let her eat." Lan Wu sighed, seeing Lan Jia's uncomfortable appearance, she blamed herself a little.

"Let's go, you'll be fine in a while, so don't worry." Lan Dazhi saw Lancao's mother looking out of the kitchen with a sad face, and tried to comfort Lancao's mother, but he still didn't know what to do. So worried.

"Erya, are you really suffering?" Lan Tao asked in bewilderment when he saw Lan Jia walking out of the stove, although he felt a little uncomfortable, unlike the terribly uncomfortable in the stove.

"It's a little bit uncomfortable, but it's not that exaggerated! I'm just afraid that my mother and father will talk about me, brother, you must keep it a secret from me, understand?" Lan Jia just ate a little more than usual, pretending to be very uncomfortable I still feel that it is a pity that I fell down, so I told my elder brother not to talk nonsense.

"As long as you don't feel uncomfortable, everything is fine, but next time you can't finish eating, pick out some first, so that others can eat, you know?" Seeing Lan Jia nodded, Lan Tao showed understanding eyes, and he brought the noodles to Lan Jia More than myself, I am used to giving Lan Jia more delicious food, and I never thought if Lan Jia would be supportive after eating.

(End of this chapter)