After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

Fang Nanzhi and a group of friends were taken to the place where the Zhou family built a house.

But the embarrassing thing is that the Zhou residence is still under construction and there is no place for people to sit.

The servant felt a little rude, but fortunately there were snacks.

He took two packets of snacks from the carriage and distributed them directly to the children.

The group of children immediately became excited about having snacks and didn't care at all whether there was a place to sit or not.

The servant gave each of them a piece, and Erpang and Fang Nanzhi, who were more frightened, each got two pieces.

Fang Yin watched eagerly, followed his niece and reached out: "I want one too."

The servant was stunned for a moment. It was not because he was reluctant to let go, but because he felt that this person was weird.

But I still gave him two.

"Thank you, uncle." Fang Nanzhi thanked him obediently.

Fang Yin followed: "Thank you, uncle."

The servant, who was about the same age as Fang Yin, was, uh, speechless.

I see, this guy seems to have a problem with his brain.

After getting the snacks, the group of children didn't want to play anymore. Fang Nanzhi wanted to go home and share the snacks with her brother. She made an appointment with Chunhua to pick chestnuts together another day, and then they parted ways.

Erpang also ran away because he felt his thighs were a little cold.

Qin family.

Fang Tong came back early, boiled some water and took a bath, feeling relaxed all over.

After wiping his hair roughly, he went to the kitchen to help.

Qian Fengping frowned when she saw it: "Your hair isn't dry yet. Be careful not to catch a cold."

Fang Tong was used to it, so he didn't take it seriously: "I'll be watching over the stove, it'll be done in a short while."

Qian Fengping didn't listen. The weather was about to change, and it would be difficult to cure a cold.

I immediately took a cloth and helped him wipe it.

She worked meticulously and patiently, first wiping off the water droplets as a whole, and then wiping them carefully in strands.

In the kitchen, there was no other sound except the crackling of the fire.

Fang Tong felt a warm sensation on his head, and then he felt strange and inexplicably nervous in his heart.

Qian Fengping was also feeling uncomfortable as she dried her hair.

She was about to speak and let him do it himself, but Fang Tong grabbed her hand.

Qian Fengping's face turned red instantly.

Fang Tong turned around. He was originally sitting on a small stool. Now he looked up at her and thought that Qian Niang was really beautiful.

Before he could say anything, a small figure rushed in and shouted, "Aunt Qian, have some snacks!"

Qian Fengping immediately withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, and turned her back for some reason.

Fang Tong was also at a loss for a moment, but quickly came to his senses: "Zhizhi, where have you been? Your pants are torn."

Fang Nanzhi held the snacks in both hands, still not figuring out what her father and aunt had just done.

Hearing this, he looked down and saw that his pants had a tear starting from his thigh. Fortunately, he was wearing another pair of pants underneath.

It must have been torn apart when my second uncle carried it on his shoulders.

Fang Tong had regained his fatherly feeling. He grabbed the little girl by the back of her neck and walked towards the west room: "Did you go climbing a tree? You only have two pairs of pants, and there's such a big hole in them. How are you going to mend it?"

Fang Nanzhi struggled hard, but he was too young to do anything. "Dad, it was Chunhua who climbed the tree. I got some snacks."

In the yard, Fang Yin watched his third brother teaching his daughter and tactfully did not help.

Scratching his head, he looked down at the snack in his other hand. It smelled so good and he wanted to eat it.

But Zhizhi said that it had to be divided among the whole family.

Fang Yin pouted, not knowing how long Zhizhi would be beaten, so he could only wait.

In the west room, although Fang Nanzhi disturbed his father's good deeds, he was not beaten.

After changing her pants, she was proudly talking about seeing the foal.

"Dad, does the pony have milk too? His butt is so fat and wide."

Do mare's milk and cow's milk taste the same?

Fang Tong's face was filled with gloom. He had boasted to his children before that when buying a cow, one should look at the width of its butt.

But it doesn't say that horses also look at each other this way.

"Don't talk nonsense. The horse is a mount. It's useless to look at its butt. You should look at its teeth, right? And the length of its legs."

Fang Tong made a random guess.

If the teeth are good and the food is abundant, the horse will have more energy and can run longer.

As for the horse's legs, they have to be thick and long so that it can run fast, right?

Fang Nanzhi seemed to understand: "Then Dad, isn't it true that physiognomy looks at the buttocks? A big butt means you'll have a son."

Fang Tong had just found needle and thread and was about to sew pants for his daughter when he almost pricked his hand when he heard this.

"Who told you that? That's not true!"

Fang Tong was worried that his daughter would be corrupted by bad people: "From now on, spend less time chatting with the young wives and old ladies in the village, and spend more time studying with your brother."

Those old ladies have no control over their mouths and say whatever they want.

But his daughter is a chatterbox and will chat with anyone she meets, so it's inevitable that I hear some random things.

"I also think that this is not right. Dad, you have a big butt, but when you gave birth to me, it was a girl." Fang Nanzhi continued to speak innocently.

"Pfft."

At the door, Qian Fengping came in at some point and just happened to hear this, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

When I pushed the door open, I saw Fang Tong's face flushed, a rare occurrence.

He wished he could find a hole to crawl into at this moment. If he had known this earlier, he wouldn't have said anything about the cow.

Qian Fengping was considerate after all. She smiled and changed the subject: "Zhizhi, don't you want to share some snacks? Your uncle is still waiting."

The little girl immediately got off the bed and ran away.

Qian Fengping took the needle and thread from Fang Tong's hand: "Let me do it."

Fang Tong was embarrassed: "No, I can do it."

Over the years, he has been both a father and a mother, and has done a lot of sewing and mending.

"I know, but your sewing is ugly." Qian Fengping said bluntly.

She had noticed long ago that the patches on the Fang family's father and daughter were sewn crookedly and the stitches were different, so they were easy to come apart.

Fang Tong was embarrassed for a moment, but he was thick-skinned and quickly said, "Then I'll learn from you."

Having taken care of the children alone for so many years, he doesn't have the idea that sewing is a woman's job.

Sewing clothes is just a life skill that applies to both men and women.

There is no harm in him learning. Besides, ahem, Fang Tong thought that scholars value the company of beautiful women, and if he and his wife learn needlework here, isn't that the same idea?

In the east room, Qin Yan gave the little girl four pieces of snacks and divided them into five portions at her insistence.

When you cut it open, you can see that it is green inside.

Fang Nanzhi was a little curious. She took a bite and found it crispy, sweet, and had a special flavor.

“The green one inside is delicious.”

Fang Yin learned his lesson this time and didn't swallow it whole. He planned to eat it slowly, but it was only half a piece, so he couldn't savor it carefully.

"This is mung bean cake." Qin Yan explained.

"If you like, wait for Uncle Fang to buy some mung beans and we can make it at home."

His mother can make these little snacks.

In the past, the family was well-off and Qin Xiucai was well-known, so he always had to entertain guests, and every time he entertained guests, he had to serve tea and snacks.

His mother learned to do some of it.

He could eat some when he was a child, but later when life became difficult, he naturally didn't waste time and food making these.

"Really? Aunt Qian is so powerful?" Fang Nanzhi widened his eyes.

Qin Yan nodded with a smile.

Fang Nanzhi became excited.