An eight-year-old kid emptied his scumbag father's warehouse and followed his grandparents into

After the children heard his arrangements, no one raised any objections. Instead, they all obediently followed his instructions.

The children in the older class quickly ran to the provincial school, working in groups of two, carrying the heavy wooden tables out; the children in the younger class each carried a stool and got busy.

Wu Tou didn't do anything at first. He was busy directing people on how to position themselves and giving some pointers from time to time.

"Put the tables in order and the stools in order!"

"Don't step on it."

"You don't need to move the rest. Four people can sit at the table."

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Seeing that everyone had almost finished moving, he continued to speak, calling out Liutou and Xiaoman: "You two, follow me to carry the porridge!"

In the kitchen, two large pots of bone porridge were steaming. The chef's wife sprinkled some coriander and green onions on them, and the aroma was fragrant.

Liutou and Xiaoman each carried one side and steadily lifted the porridge pot to the big rock outside.

As for the other pot, Wutou didn't ask anyone for help. He stopped twice and moved it out steadily.

Although Wu Tou's tone was a bit overbearing, he was busy and sweating profusely, so everyone believed in him, and even Pu Ge'er joined in the work.

The feeling of being trusted and relied upon by everyone is much better than the feeling of winning a fight before. The five of them walk with the wind.

Jing Qiurong watched this scene from afar, her lips slightly raised and her eyes full of relief.

She whispered to Jing Yi beside her, "Wutou is becoming more and more responsible."

Jing Yi nodded, his eyes filled with approval: "Yes, as long as this child doesn't go astray, he will definitely have a good life in the future."

After eating so many meals and chatting, he learned that almost all of their family members died out during the exile, and he had a general idea of ​​how they died.

At first I was worried that Wutouliutou would have bad thoughts, but now it seems that it is much better than I expected.

On this point, Jing Yi even admired the girls a little bit. If he were to take care of the eating, drinking, defecating and urinating of so many children, he would be so angry that his hair would be singed.

At first, Sister Yan was trying hard not to sleep. She leaned her small body in Jing Qiurong's arms, her eyes forced to stay wide open, staring straight at the golden and crispy roasted pig.

Her nose was filled with the aroma of barbecue, and she kept mumbling, "I want to eat meat... I want to eat meat..."

However, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and my head began to move noisily, like a chicken pecking at rice.

Jing Qiurong looked down at the little person in her arms and couldn't help laughing.

He patted Yan Jie'er's back gently and coaxed her softly, "Be good, go to sleep. I'll eat when you wake up."

"Don't give it to Third Sister~ to steal."

Sister Yan's voice became smaller and smaller. She still wanted to struggle, but she could not resist the sleepiness. She tilted her head and fell into a deep sleep in Jing Qiurong's arms.

Her breathing gradually became steady, her little face flushed, with a trace of crystal saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth. She was still thinking about barbecue in her dream!

Seeing that Sister Yan was fast asleep, Bilian whispered to Jing Qiurong, "Aunt, let me hold her. You can take a rest too."

Jing Qiurong stood up and breathed a sigh of relief. She stretched her sore arms, but her eyes never left Yan Jie'er.

She whispered to Bilian, "Remember to leave some meat for her. The child has been looking forward to it all day, otherwise she will definitely make a fuss."

Bilian smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, Auntie, I've remembered everything."

After standing for a while, Jing Qiurong sat down again and moved closer to Jing Chunxi to fan her.

He said a little annoyedly, "If there were a few barbecue racks, we wouldn't have to roast the whole pig like this. With more people working, the process would be faster!"

"That's right, small pieces of grilled meat are more flavorful and taste better."

Pu Ge'er also agreed from the side. He was so hungry from waiting that if it wasn't such a big pig and he could grill the skewers himself, he could have eaten ten skewers by now.

"I'll have someone go to town and make them tomorrow. How many pairs do you want, young lady?"

Some people have good hearing. When they heard this, they moved an empty stool to their table and left the task of grilling to the people over there.

Jing Qiurong didn't find it strange at all that he was close to her. Even Pu Ge'er and Jing Chunxi were used to it. The four of them had no idea how many times they had eaten together.

Glancing at the people around her and considering how many there were, Jing Qiurong said, "With so many children, we'll have to make at least seven or eight sets, and send ten sets up the mountain.

We can’t ask the brothers to come down the mountain every time we grill meat, so from now on, let the children grill it themselves, and let them eat raw meat if it’s not cooked well.”

After saying this, I made myself laugh.

The others also laughed, thinking that meat that they had grilled themselves was more delicious.