Vol 2 Chapter 505: So-called skewers

Winter is here, and goose feathers have been snowing for several days. Several snowmen piled up in the yard, and after two days of playing safely, they lost interest.
Just after the winter vacation, Zhang Guoqing, the vice chairman of the student union, stayed in school to participate in activities. When Zhou Jiao went home alone, she saw her son directing several children to move firewood, and Aunt Chen was carrying a coffee table.
"What's wrong?"
I was busy and peacefully seeing Zhou Jiao, her eyes lit up, and she immediately jumped up, "Mom, are you back? Didn't you come back on the weekend?"
Aunt Chen put down the coffee table and smiled: "You asked Ping An to tell me what's going on?"
Zhou Jiao picked up her son and touched his little hand, "Isn't it cold? Mom is on winter vacation and has time to accompany you. What are you up to?"
"We're going to make skewers on fire. Mom, come, I will roast sweet potatoes and potatoes for you." After Ping An finished speaking, remembering that there was still something to do, I quickly got down.
Zhou Jiao put him down, was led by him and walked in, and said with a smile: "My son is holding an event, should my mother sponsor it?"
"No, Aunt Chen...Oh, Grandma Chen is ready, and the younger brothers and sisters also brought a lot of things."
Zhou Jiao looked at her son amused. It seems that Aunt Chen still greets Aunt Chen. Childish language will make others fun, but it still loses respect. As the child is older, there are some things to pay attention to.
"Hello Auntie, my mother is still working..."
"Sister, let's grill the skewers, you help us light the fire..."
"Sister Jiaojiao, my milk gave it..."
"Auntie, I moved a lot of firewood..."
Zhou Jiao was surrounded by the children, watching the children gesticulating in excitement, and listening to their various greetings, the generations were all messed up.
"Well, they are all good children. Are you cold? Be careful to get hurt when you move things." Zhou Jiao calmed the children and looked at the sweet potatoes, potatoes, and steamed buns on the ground...
It's really various, except for meat, everything, it seems that the adults really dote on the children.
Zhou Jiao looked at the happy smiling faces and couldn't help but laugh. Do these little kids know what skewers are? It is estimated that I have seen adults play it and found it interesting, so follow the example.
"Ping An, what are you going to do next? You will command, and mother will help."
Ping shook his head, "Mom is tired, take a break first. Let's do it ourselves, and I will arrange it."
"Auntie, we have to do it ourselves."
"Yes, I won't let my grandma come over."
Zhou Jiao followed them too, happily watching her son's commanding. After thinking about it, I went back to the bedroom to change clothes and went to the kitchen.
"Auntie, let's set up a pot in the yard. I really have to leave them alone, I can't eat it at night."
Aunt Chen smiled and nodded and said, "Okay. You'll be in charge now. You don't know what's going on if you are not at home today, it's ridiculous to me."
Zhou Jiao waited for the following with a smile.
"Today, a few children are at home, meeting like adults to discuss what to do. In other words, I think they are all adults. They should grill and drink like adults. They can't drink, they can drink white soda. Ouch , But I was so happy. After I finished speaking, I realized that the white soda is valuable. It costs two cents, so I just put in the money. This one says I have five points, and the other says I knew I would not give my mother the New Year's money..."
"After discussing for a long time, all of them decided to use boiled water, and waited for the new year to come back to the white soda. That's happy, everyone ran home to get things..."
Hearing this, Zhou Jiao already knew that her son's petty temper had happened again-really stingy. But they really can't be generous among their peers.
"Set a pot on the rack in the yard, stew some radishes with bone broth, and add some to keep them out of the cold. Put two more iced tofu, other people who listen to peace, do you think this works?"
Aunt Chen nodded with a smile, what's wrong with this.
She knows that Zhou Jiao will not always act like the daughter of someone else's daughter, but she doesn't mean to ask for your opinion.
After getting along for a long time, Aunt Chen understands Zhou Jiao better. She never speaks harshly to others, never discusses right from wrong, and seems to be gentle no matter what, but if she really wants to violate her, she will definitely say nothing.
On the contrary, she got her own eyes. She treats herself like her family and cares for her calf. The last time she heard that she had been bullied by Aunt Qu Jia, she went to Qu Jia without saying a word, forcing that person to stay.
Aunt Chen still remembers that Zhou Jiao did not ask her cause and effect, so she stood up and went to the Qu's house alone. I was so scared that I followed closely.
Right at the Qu's house, she smiled and threw out a surprising sentence. What kind of housekeeping staff should provoke the friendly relationship between the two, why does it really feel that he is the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister...
Aunt Chen felt that she couldn't learn these words, but from the perspective of the aunt who had quit Zhou Jiao with a smile from the old lady Qu, this child could really protect herself.
Thinking of this, Aunt Chen speeded up her pace with a smile on her face.
Ping An looked at the things in the cauldron in the yard, hesitated for a while, and resisted the words to speak. Forget it, these are his buddies. But it can't be wasted next time.
Ping Ping glanced at Zhou Jiao and felt that he had to wait for no outsiders to communicate with his mother.
It's not that he is stingy. Fatty's family hasn't tasted meat for a month; Xiao Er's milk queued up to buy a piece of tofu and fell to the ground, holding the tofu high for fear of falling apart.
Uh... other kids?
There are people who eat meat and drink milk like him, but everyone secretly.
"Son, stay away from the cauldron, be careful of hurting."
After listening to Ping An, he quickly took a few steps back and raised his head to show Zhou Jiao with a bright smile.
The pair of deep pears on her face made Zhou Jiao laugh. I don’t know if Ping An grows up, will he have his grandfather’s confusion back then, will he continue to greet others with a smile, or with a cold face?
Zhou Jiao is looking forward to this.
"Mom, it's almost a bit, why hasn't my dad come back?"
Zhou Jiao really couldn't determine when Zhang Guoqing would return. Who knew what task was next.
"Your dad is busy, otherwise he will come back to accompany you long ago. Are you looking for him for something?"
Ping An looked at the sky and shook his head.
"Be sure to bring your luggage back tomorrow. You have fun with the children first and pay attention to safety."
Zhou Jiao said that she was still uneasy. These little things play with fire on a whim, don't hurt them. Thinking of this, she didn't dare to leave. She moved a small bench and sat beside the fire, guarding the children.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, the fire cannot be so big."
"What should I do? If you can't pass it, you will get burnt."
"I know, don't move, let's stand farther and throw in..."
"Yeah, here I am, I threw far away."
Zhou Jiao watched as the children hadn't spoken well, and started throwing a lot of things in, laughing with joy.
"I'm so stupid, who told you to throw the steamed buns?"
"You throw potato chips, why can't I throw them?"
Ping An slipped to Zhou Jiao's side and asked her in a low voice, "Mom, can brothers and sisters cook well?"
Zhou Jiao really didn't know how to answer. She hesitated: "Longer time, it should be cooked, but some of them can't be eaten. Son, didn't you tell them to grill the skewers?"
Ping An aggrievedly pouted: "I haven't instructed them to move the grill, they threw them all away."
Zhou Jiao laughed with joy~EbookFREE.me~ It was really funny. The oldest at the scene is only seven years old, and your four-year-old can command a bunch of naughty ghosts.
"mom……"
Zhou Jiao stopped laughing, "Okay, I'll come, you guys sit in rows, pay attention to safety, do you know?"
"We threw them all in. When can we eat? I'm hungry."
"I'm hungry too..."
Zhou Jiao hurriedly stopped them, "It's not very much yet. Little guys, you will wait, it's me who will come. You can wait for food with peace of mind."
After speaking, she did not dare to leave, and called Aunt Chen to come out.
"what happened?"
When Zhou Jiao saw Mrs. Cheng outside the door, she was overjoyed and shouted as if she had seen a savior, "Auntie, you are finally here. You always look at the children for me, and I will prepare a grill."
"Haha...you guys really know how to play."
Zhou Jiao hurriedly greeted Aunt Chen who came out to move the grill, and she went to the warehouse to get some potatoes and sweet potatoes, and went to the kitchen to cut the edges and skewer them with an iron fork.
When it came out, Aunt Chen had already inserted an iron stick, and a simple iron frame was also placed on the fire.
Speaking of this grill, Zhang Guoqing had spent so much effort to find iron bars to assemble, otherwise there is really no grill now.
This thing is powerful and practical, and it has already been promoted as a beloved thing by several young people, almost like a fishing net, exposed.
After a while, I was busy, and finally let a few children eat what they called skewers.
Hearing that they would come again next time, Zhou Jiao was so shocked that Zhou Jiao also sweated in the cold weather. Again? Zhou Jiao, who is accustomed to being the shopkeeper, really dare not agree.
It is one thing to look at Ping An, and discuss with your friends who's next time and how to take turns.
Zhou Jiao felt that her son was really full of hearts. How could she have a son like this?