I traveled through time, this is unscientific

Zhou Xiaozhou waved to the child to come into the house.

Wu Xiaobao came in reluctantly, looking very reluctant.

Sister Zhou had been talking for a long time just now. Actually, Wu Xiaobao was a little scared. He thought that Sister Zhou had picked up that shiny black block again. Could it be that she was sick again?

Zhou Xiaozhou racked her brains, thinking about how to trick the child: "Xiaobao, come here. Sister will tell you a secret."

Sure enough, when the child heard this, his eyes lit up, and he obviously wanted to hear the secret.

Wu Xiaobao slowly approached and found that there was nothing different about Zhou Xiaozhou, so he smiled and snuggled up to her.

"Teacher Zhou, what secret do you want to tell me?" Wu Xiaobao liked this beautiful sister from the bottom of his heart, not to mention that she brought him so many delicious food.

"Sister has a secret to tell you," Zhou Xiaozhou took out her cell phone, "Look, this is a magical transmitter. Sister uses it to contact my family."

Zhou Xiaozhou pretended to be sad: "Are you sad to be separated from your family? I am not happy to be separated from my family."

Wu Xiaobao understood and nodded.

"So! I just want to contact my family from time to time, so I use this." Zhou Xiaozhou shook the phone in his hand.

"But I don't want other people to know about this. Can you help me keep it a secret?" Taking advantage of the child's sympathy, Zhou Xiaozhou felt that he was committing a heinous crime, but there was really nothing he could do.

When she wasn't acting alone, she was usually with two children, one big and one small. If she really wanted to do something secretly, it would be very difficult. Then she could only win them over, unite them, and corrupt them.

Wu Xiaobao instantly felt that he was in cahoots with Zhou Xiaozhou. After all, Sister Zhou even told him such a secret.

"Shh..." The little guy expressed his attitude with gestures.

Then Zhou Xiaozhou took him to fiddle with the phone, but this time they found nothing because the signal was cut off again.

The day was declared over only when Wu Sanmei watched her father finish making the third small table.

The next day, Wu Sanmei got up early and cooked wild vegetable porridge as usual. Zhou Xiaozhou called her while half asleep and half awake.

The four-piece suit was so comfortable to sleep in last night, and there was a thick layer of straw underneath. Zhou Xiaozhou really had a rare good sleep.

"Wait a moment." Zhou Xiaozhou struggled to get up with the quilt wrapped around him, opened a cardboard box, and took out a bag of bulk rice bought from a small supermarket in town.

"Third sister, my throat hurts, I want to eat something light, can you make me some porridge?" Zhou Xiaozhou pleaded with Wu Sanmei miserably. Yesterday's hot pot was delicious, but no matter what you ate, I will repay you!

Wu Sanmei was shocked. Oh my god, what did she see? This is white rice! Sister Zhou took it out quietly. I think their family may not be able to eat white rice all year round. It can only be eaten during the New Year and other festivals to worship their ancestors.

Sister Zhou said she wanted to drink white porridge. Wu Sanmei thought that if she really cooked white porridge later, her grandfather would probably scold her for being a spendthrift.

Wu Sanmei waved her hands and said, "Sister Zhou, this is too precious. I don't dare to do it."

White rice was a precious thing that only her mother would make once or twice a year. If she wasted it, even God would not be able to bear it.

Zhou Xiaozhou didn't know why rice was so expensive. Her throat was really uncomfortable. Maybe the spiciness of the hot pot was just now reacting chemically in her internal organs! Anyway, she felt uncomfortable in various ways, especially her throat, which was very itchy.

"It's okay, just do whatever you want, just add some water and boil it." Zhou Xiaozhou thought about it and reminded: "Grab more handfuls and add less water."

Zhou Xiaozhou's wife actually wanted to drink something clearer, but she was not pretentious and asked her third sister to boil it dry. If she wanted to drink something thinner, she could pour some hot water in it later.

Wu Sanmei went out trembling with fear with Zhou Xiaozhou's expectations, and Zhou Xiaozhou took a nap.

When she opened her eyes again, there was a little man standing beside the bed, staring at him blankly with his big eyes, while his hands kept stroking the soft four-piece suit, almost scaring Zhou Xiaozhou to death.

Last night, Wu Xiaobao was making a fuss about wanting to sleep on their soft bed, but Zhang forcibly dragged him away.

In fact, the little boy himself was a little embarrassed, but he had never touched such soft fabric, and he couldn't let it go. What's more, the color of the quilt was really beautiful. He had never seen such a bright color, except for the clothes worn by Sister Zhou.

The pattern on the quilt is also beautiful. He can’t tell what the little animal is, but it has big eyes and a wide mouth smiling, which is quite festive.

Zhou Xiaozhou pretended not to notice the child rubbing his hands on the flyer quilt, and said to Wu Xiaobao: "Xiaobao! Sister is about to get up. Can you go out and wait for me?"

Wu Xiaobao nodded, and as he walked out, he kept looking back, his eyes refusing to leave Zhou Xiaozhou's quilt.

Zhou Xiaozhou looked at the cartoon little lion on it and decided that next time he went to town, he would get a four-piece set for the little one.

When Zhou Xiaozhou came out after getting dressed, the five members of the Wu family were already sitting at the table.

The whole family was quite attentive when they saw Zhou Xiaozhou coming. Zhou Xiaozhou could feel it. It was true that the mouth of a man who eats the food is soft and the hand of a man who takes the food is short. What our ancestors said was true.

Only Old Wu had a flash of embarrassment on his face. But Zhou Xiaozhou knew him later, and although he felt embarrassed, he still ate three bowls of rice.

Zhang personally served her a bowl of porridge, which made Zhou Xiaozhou feel a little uncomfortable, mainly because she had not received such treatment a few days ago. Zhang had only served rice to Old Wu and Wu Wensheng, and even her own portion was prepared by Wu Sanmei.

But today Zhang was very insistent, so Zhou Xiaozhou did not refuse.

Wu Sanmei was very obedient, and the porridge was cooked very successfully. It was so thick that you could not put chopsticks in it and it was almost the same as dry rice.

Zhou Xiaozhou couldn't eat such white porridge, so she asked for half a bowl of hot water to mix it with the porridge. She drank the half bowl happily, then she remembered and ran back to the house to take out a glass bottle, which contained fermented bean curd.

The whole family, young and old, enjoyed the fermented bean curd and pickled vegetables very much.

Now in Zhang's eyes, this girl is the golden child of their Wu family. No matter how many secrets this girl has, if she can make their Wu family eat white rice every day, she will keep her at home.