The Immortal King has a farming system (Quick Transmigration)

Chapter 674

Yang Sanshui woke up and ate fish ball soup.

Yun Mo made fish soup for Old Lady Yang and baked some pancakes.

There were six chicks in the basket that Old Lady Yang brought back, and the three little ones were squatting around the basket and watching.

Yun Mo thought that the chickens were still young and not suitable to be kept in the chicken coop, so he picked them up and put them in a bamboo basket with a lid. He would open the lid when feeding them and cover it when not feeding them, so the chicks would be safe.

Of course, at this moment, the three little ones were all very fond of the chicks, and the lid couldn't be closed at all.

Old Lady Yang: "You can look, but you are not allowed to touch it."

Old Lady Yang: "If you die from being touched, there will be no eggs to eat"

Old Lady Yang tried to scare them. Yang Sanshui said: "Don't worry, I won't touch you, I'll just look at you."

Yang Miaomiao: "Breasts, don't touch them"

Yang Sanhuo nodded his head quickly.

Yun Mo smiled and gave each of them a piece of egg cake. With just these few chickens, they might not even have enough time to grow up.

Old Lady Yang looked at him, and Yun Mo also gave her a piece.

Old Lady Yang: “…”

How come you don't know how to cover it up?

Old Mrs. Yang had no choice but to take the egg cake and added a sentence to cover up the truth.

Old Lady Yang: "I didn't buy much, so I'll eat less"

Yun Mo: “I understand.”

That evening, just as Old Lady Yang had scooped out half a bowl of white flour, Yun Mo handed her a small bamboo basket, which was already full with more than twenty eggs. Yun Mo asked, "Are you going to make dumpling soup?"

Yun Mo: "Crack two eggs in there"

Old Lady Yang: “…”

Old Mrs. Yang silently put the eggs into the cupboard.

In the evening, Yang Aiguo came to deliver the basket and picked up his son. His son lay in his arms and kept touching his belly.

Yang Aiguo: "What's wrong with your stomach?"

Yang Sanhuo: "Support"

Yang Sanhuo spoke in a baby voice.

Yang Aiguo: "Are you full? (Shocked)"

Yang Aiguo: "What did your grandma feed you?"

Yang Aiguo: "Why are you still full?"

Yang Sanhuo: "Brother, cakes are sweet and delicious"

Yang Sanhuo: "Water, sweet, delicious"

Yang Sanhuo: "Rice, so delicious!" Yang Aiguo: "...cake, egg cake?"

Yang Sanhuo: “Hmm”

Yang Sanhuo: "Brother"

Yang Aiguo: "Did your brother give it to you?"

Yang Sanhuo: "Brother", OK

Yang Sanhuo: "Water, sweet"

Yang Aiguo: "Water? Sweet? Sugar water?"

Yang Sanhuo: “Hmm”

Yang Sanhuo: “It tastes good”

Yang Aiguo: "Did your brother give it to you as well?"

Yang Sanhuo: “Hmm”

Yang Aiguo felt complicated for a moment. His mother said that he was lucky at the age of three. Wild rabbits and pheasants would jump into his arms when they saw him. At that time, he just thought that his mother cherished her eldest grandson until he returned home.

He had witnessed his mother obeying his three-year-old son's every word. That was no longer a rare occurrence.

Maybe, the ginseng his mother gave him was really given to him when he was three years old.

The next morning, Aunt Yang urged Yang Aiguo to fetch water for his eldest brother's house. Yang Sanhuo insisted on going with them despite his short legs.

Yang Aiguo had no choice but to take him with him.

As soon as he entered the yard, a piece of red cake was handed to Yang Sanhuo without even putting the child down.

Yunmo: "Red Bean Cake"

Yun Mo: "Just made this morning, it's still hot, let's eat it"

Yang Sanhuo: "Brother" (grinning)

Yang Sanhuo stretched out his hands, grabbed the cake and started eating. After finishing such a big piece of cake, his stomach should be full.

Yang Aiguo: “…”

Yun Mo: "Is this newly made cake? Would you like to try some too, Uncle?"

Yang Aiguo: "No, you guys keep it for yourself." Old Lady Yang: "Why are you here so early?"

Old Mrs. Yang was also eating some cakes. When she got up early in the morning, the cakes were already in the pot.

She didn't buy red beans, red dates and sugar, but when red bean cakes and red date cakes appeared at home, she didn't dare say that she didn't buy the raw materials, so she had to turn a blind eye.

Her eldest grandson is becoming less and less able to hide his true feelings.

Old Mrs. Yang took a bite of the soft and delicious pastry and felt worried.

Yang Aiguo: "I wanted to fetch water as early as possible so as not to be late for the work."

Old Lady Yang: “Okay”

Old Lady Yang: "Put the child here"

Old Lady Yang: "Go and get busy."