Douluo: Dominate from becoming a group pet

Chapter 24 The Black Faced Uncle
"Clover, where are you going so early?"

At just [-] o'clock, my mother saw the little girl coming out of the room neatly dressed.

"Mom, have you seen my little bamboo basket?" Jiang Clover asked.

"It's hanging on the wall in the utility room..."

Mom didn't finish her sentence when she saw Jiang Clover trotting into the utility room.

After a while, he trotted into the kitchen with a small bamboo basket.

"Oh, you're in a panic, what are you doing?" Mom quickly followed.

"I'm going to Tang San's house." Jiang Alfalfa said while tiptoeing into the small bamboo basket.

Freshly baked big buns on the stove, take them!
Glutinous sweet bean cake, take it!
Mom just made smoked chicken, take it!
And the wine Dad bought from Notting City last month, take it!

...Ginger Clover searched and filled the bamboo basket to the brim, then stopped.

"This..." Mom raised her eyebrows slightly, "It's not so good to go to someone else's house so early..."

"I have something important to do, and I may not come back until night." Jiang Muqing said, and stuffed half a salted fish into the gap of the bamboo basket.

"..." Clover's mother opened her mouth into an O shape, watching her run out of the yard like a gust of wind.

"Are you looking for that kid from the Tang family again?" Jiang Yu appeared behind him at some point, and hearing that tone, he was actually a little sad.

"Yeah." Clover's mother nodded, "and took your wine away..."

Jiang Yu: "..."

……

West side of the village.

The blacksmith shop was very quiet in the early morning, and the smell of rice wafted from the room.

"Good morning, Tang San." Jiang Clover stood outside the door with a smile, waving her hands.

It was dark in the room.

Tang San was holding a bowl, serving rice porridge from a large black iron cauldron, when he heard this soft voice, he raised his head, the corners of his eyes curled up unconsciously, "Good morning, Clover."

"Is Uncle Tang awake yet?" Jiang Clover put the small bamboo basket on the dilapidated wooden table and asked in a low voice.

Tang San shook his head, "He drank again last night, please wait for me first."

After speaking, he opened the door curtain, took a bowl of porridge, and entered the inner room.

"Dad, eat breakfast before going to bed."

"Let's go, don't bother me..." The man's voice was hoarse, vaguely full of sleepiness and impatience.

Jiang Clover moved closer and took a look into the black iron cauldron.

There are pitifully few rice grains in the clear soup, so it is considered a breakfast.

No wonder Tang San was so thin.

The sound of the bowl being easily put down came from the inner room, Tang San came out, seemed a little embarrassed, "My father may sleep until the afternoon."

"It's okay." Jiang Clifford pointed to the small bamboo basket on the low table, "I brought a lot of food, can you cook?"

"Yeah." Tang San nodded.

"That's great. I brought Uncle Tang a bottle of wine... He will be very happy."

Jiang Clover didn't know that her father, Jiang Yufang, had been reluctant to drink that bottle of wine for many years.

Tang San: "Is this... all right?"

Jiang Alfalfa: "Should be able to bang..." If you add the skill of [Cute and Lovely], you should be able to bang...

In the blink of an eye, it was noon.

The two finally brought the food to the small wooden table.

"Tang San, you can do everything, really amazing!" Jiang Clover said with adoring eyes.

"Clover is also great." Tang San raised his hand, gently wiped her soft cheeks, and couldn't help but curl his mouth.

The little girl insisted on helping him light the fire, but she turned herself into a little tabby cat.

It's so cute!
"Hmm..." Jiang Clover's small face was twitchy and cute.

The two were laughing, the curtain of the inner room was lifted, and Tang Hao came out staggeringly...

　Baa baa baa trying to type...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)