A Cannon Fodder Female Partner To Raise a Cub In The Era Novel Chapter 207

Chapter 207: Soup

 Jiang Xiaoxin rubbed his eyes and shook his head like a wave drum.

 Shaking, I woke up a little.

 “At home...ha, there's no pan.”

Even the pots they used before were stone pots with incomplete rules for making them themselves, so how could they have a pan?

 Not many people in the village have pans.

“Little Fatty Li's family has 銊子(ao, used for making pancakes). Mom, let me borrow one!”

　　It is indeed easy to warm up the relationship when we are together. In the past, Jiang Xiaoxin always talked about "Grandma Xu", but this time the first thing that came to mind was Li Xiaopang.

 From that tone, it sounded familiar.

Li Jing said "hmm", and Jiang Xiaoxin patted her face to wake herself up before trotting away.

 I went to bed late last night and was very sleepy.

When Jiang Xiaoxin ran to Fatty Li's house, no one was awake at home, but the village was bustling with activity. As soon as it dawned, the hard-working farmers would get up and start working all day.

“Little Fatty Li, Little Fatty Li, open the door quickly!”

Jiang Xiaoxin was not worried at all about disturbing their family, and the door banged loudly.

Li Xiaopang was not something that ordinary people could wake up from his sleep. No matter how loud he banged on the door, his snoring was still loud. Zhou Shumei, who couldn't afford to be woken up, went to kick Li Weijie.

In the end, Li Weijie, who had the lowest status in the family, wiped his face and swayed to open the door.

 “Early in the morning…”

Before Li Weijie finished speaking, he yawned heavily. His eyes were blurry and he couldn't see people clearly.

 “How can I learn from your father and disturb people's dreams?”

Jiang Xiaoxin poked his head around to see if Fatty Li was there, but saw no one and sighed in disappointment.

“Is Little Fatty Li still sleeping? Is this pig still awake at dawn?”

“You're looking for Fatty, wait, I'll call him!”

Li Weijie squinted his eyes as he spoke and was about to close the door. He wanted to find his son to come out to greet the guests. He was so sleepy that he wanted to fall to the ground to sleep.

Jiang Xiaoxin was afraid that he would be locked out, so he immediately reached into the door to block it. "I'm not looking for him. I'm here to borrow a spatula. Uncle Weijie, you don't need a spatula, right?"

 “Um…no need!”

 Li Weijie yawned again, a yawn that brought tears to his eyes. But he became sleepier, waving his hands and sticking his tongue out as if he was drunk.

 “You, find it yourself.”

With that said, he didn't close the door, turned around and walked back to the house.

 Too sleepy, go back and sleep.

Jiang Xiaoxin was not polite, walked over, and went directly to their kitchen stove.

As long as you have been to other people's homes in rural areas, you will usually know which room in their house is the stove room.

Jiang Xiaoxin walked into the dark stove of their home, quickly found the spatula, took it away with a few leaves as a cushion, and helped them close the door before leaving.

At this moment, Jiang Xiaoxin would never have imagined that he would take away the griddle with his front foot. Later, when Zhou Shumei got up, she needed to use the griddle to pancake and couldn't find it. When she asked Li Weijie, he didn't know. He thought there was a thief in the house and almost overturned the house.

 Jiang Xiaoxin went out for a run and became completely sober. He became a lively and cheerful young boy again.

 As soon as she entered the yard, she was called "Mother".

 “Mother, mother, I borrowed the spoon back, look!”

 Before you see the person, hear his voice first.

Just before Jiang Xiaoxin ran back to the stove, there was a "squeak" sound, and Jiang Xiaowen opened the door a crack and stared at Jiang Xiaoxin.

 “Keep your voice down, Xiaoya is still sleeping!”

"oh!"

 Jiang Xiaoxin extended his index finger to the corner of his mouth and made a "hush" gesture.

It's okay if he doesn't speak anymore?

 After saying that, he walked into the stove room gently carrying the spatula.

 (End of this chapter)

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