Chapter 743 Abusive Female Supporting Farming in the End Times (28)

   "Pfft...hahahaha..."

  Seeing Feng Shujin's face as if struck by lightning, Xu Yin laughed out loud.

After all, you are also a guest, how can you laugh so presumptuously in front of the guests, Xu Yin suppressed her laughter, and found a topic to skip this embarrassing link: "Ms. ?”

  On this day, when Feng Shujin came out of Xu's house, not only was her stomach full, but her arms were also full—carrying a pair of handmade pillows and cushions.

  Song Haobin and He Siyu were discussing in the living room about converting part of the basement of the community into a cellar to store winter vegetables. When they saw the boss coming in from the outside, they were very puzzled: When did the boss go out?

  I went out as soon as I went out, why did I come back with two flamboyant pillows and cushions? Could it be that someone set up a stall outside the community, exchanging this kind of fabrics with the boss for food? The boss is soft-hearted and bought a pair when he saw it?

Song Haobin got up to pick it up: "Young Master Feng, the color of this pillow is a little bit different, it doesn't match this sofa, why don't you put it in my room, I have two plain pillows in my room, I bought them on a business trip last time, I haven't used it much yet, so I'll get it for you."

  Feng Shujin gave him a strange look: "What do I want your pillow for?"

  If it wasn’t for the sake of Xiao Nizi’s sewing and not wanting to be ruined by that silly dog, he wouldn’t want such a fancy thing at all, okay?

  Song Haobin looked dazed, and when Feng Shujin went upstairs with two pairs of fabrics, he turned and asked He Siyu: "Old He, do you think the boss's aesthetics have changed since he possessed supernatural powers?"

  He Siyu shrugged: "How would I know! I'm not a roundworm in the boss's stomach."

Until a few days later, Mrs. Jiang took advantage of the good weather to take out the quilts, blankets, pillows, cushions, etc. at home to dry. He Siyu, who was passing by the door of Xu's house, inadvertently looked up and saw a pile of colorful bedding and clothes. Those few fabric art series are exactly the same as the pillows and cushions brought home by the boss.

   His eyes were thoughtful, which further confirmed his conjecture.

"Teacher Xu!"

  In front, Song Haobin and Xu Yin met face to face.

  He has respect for Xu Yin now, regardless of his young age, but no matter his temperament or ability, he is absolutely comparable to a professional agriculturalist.

   A "teacher" is fully worthy of it.

   In addition, he also has his own little thoughts. Calling someone "teacher" is much more emotional than calling someone else.

  After Xu Yin approached, he asked courteously: "Mr. Xu, you have worked hard these few days. If you need anything, just tell me. You're welcome."

  Xu Yin exchanged pleasantries with him.

   "Cough cough." He Siyu coughed twice, walked up to greet Xu Yin, and then dragged Song Haobin into Villa No. 6.

   "Old He, what are you doing! I haven't finished yet!"

   "What am I doing? I'm doing it for you!"

   "..."

  Song Haobin gave him a look of "Are you sick?", took off his coat and sat on the sofa, with his arms resting on his head, with a silly expression on his face.

  He Siyu reminded him: "The one just now... might be our future boss wife, you should keep a little distance from her. What do you think the boss will think when he sees her?"

   "???"

  Song Haobin was startled: "What did you say?"

  Think carefully: It seems that there are already traces to follow!

  Yesterday...ah no! The day before yesterday too! When the boss came back, he even said that he had eaten next door. When asked where it was used, he said the neighbor's house.

   At the time, I still wondered: Which neighbor has such a good relationship with the boss? Invite him to dinner every three days? Now it is different from the past, who is willing to entertain guests with good food and dishes? Dare is to stick to the neighbor next door...

  Xu Yin feels something is wrong recently.

   Several elites in Villa No. 6 next door saw her like grassroots cadres seeing senior officials, not to mention being respectful.

  Passing by the door, saw her carrying something in her hand, and wanted to help her carry it;

  Looking down from the terrace, she was watering the yard and asked if she could help;

  When they went to work on the community farm, they asked the property manager to hold up a parasol, bring chairs, and tea, for fear that she would be sunburned and tired...

   Which memory did she lose? Or did they wear them collectively?

   On this day, Feng Shujin came to her house again to scurry (rub) the door (meal), and by the way brought a box of Lego, which could barely be called a children's toy, which he found through rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and said it was a gift for Guaibao to play with.

  Xu Yin was speechless: "He's too young to play with this, he would stuff Lego pieces into his mouth."

   "Then you put it away and give it to him when he can play." Anyway, he didn't plan to take it back.

  How can I spend money when I take it back?

  Whether it's Xiao Nizi's free-flowing cooking, or Mrs. Jiang's specialty dishes, they are all better than those cooked by other chefs.

  Eat her family’s food, even if it’s just a simple cumin egg fried rice, it’s more delicious than the cook’s painstakingly prepared dishes.

  Xu Yin doesn't know what he thinks in his heart. If he knows, he will probably say: foodie!

  The drinking water was mixed with so much spirit dew, and he smashed it to taste. Aunt Jiang ate it for so many days, but she didn't say anything.

  Feng Shujin smelled the smell of food wafting from the kitchen, smiled and hugged Guaibao, and said, "Let's go! Let's go and see what delicious food Mrs. Jiang is cooking today."

  Xu Yin: "..."

  Is this your brother or my brother? It's so easy to hold.

  By the way, her younger brother seems to be Comrade Xiaojin's younger brother too? Nothing wrong!

  Tonight, Mrs. Jiang made a messy pot of stew.

  The spinach, coriander, and lettuce in the field ripen almost at the same time, and they are all the tenderest and most delicious. When I look at this and I want to eat it, I want to eat it when I look at that, so I simply boiled a pot and stewed them together.

  Xu’s family has a mandarin duck pot, which used to be used for hot pot, but Guaibao can’t eat spicy food, so he made two pot bottoms, one clear soup pot on the left, and a hot pot bottom on the right.

  Xu Yin scalded some green spinach for Guaibao, let it cool and put it in Guaibao's special bowl, and he would eat it with a child's fork.

   In the past, Mrs. Jiang fed her. Sometimes she was fed while sitting on the sofa, and sometimes while playing with building blocks. Since Xu Yin came, she insisted on letting Guaibao sit in a baby chair and learn to eat by herself.

  At first he didn't know how to use a spoon, so he just grabbed it with his hands, and Xu Yin didn't stop him. Don't you know how to use spoons and forks now? It's pretty smooth to use.

  So as long as adults know how to let go at the right time, children's ability to learn and imitate is beyond your imagination.

  Feng Shujin saw that Xu Yin was too busy taking care of her younger brother to eat, so she scalded several spinach stalks in one go and put them in her bowl: "Hurry up and eat, your brother will yell after eating."

   "Woohoo!"

   "Here, just like this silly dog."

   "..."

  Niu Niu finished eating a meatball, and lay on the door of the kitchen, screaming, as if to say: more.

  It has such a huge body, how can a small meatball be enough! Swallow it in one gulp, let alone stuff it between your teeth, the fragrance hasn't even come out yet.

  But because of Feng Shujin's presence, it didn't dare to bark, nor did it dare to dig the door frame with its paws, it just let out a few whimpers from time to time, to give it a sense of presence, so as not to be ignored by its master.

  (end of this chapter)