Yang Shifeng found that the little fairy didn't recognize these vegetables, and secretly guessed that she should have been an eldest lady who could not eat the fireworks before.

After the initial dizziness, he certainly knew that there were no fairies in this world. This woman who looked like a fairy was indeed a human, but he still silently thought in his heart that she was a little fairy.

While picking vegetables, Yang Shifeng introduced to the eleven, "This is a potato, this is a pepper, this is an eggplant..."

After introducing all the vegetables in the vegetable garden to Eleven, the basket also contains a lot of vegetables, including potatoes, eggplants and tomatoes. Today Eleven is here, and he wants her to eat better, but unfortunately , There is no meat at home, and there is no prey today, otherwise can cook meat for the little fairy.

Yang Shifeng pursed his lips, thinking in his heart that he would go to the mountain again tomorrow, or hit a hare at random, so that he could cook braised rabbit meat.

Yang Shifeng took Eleven to the kitchen and took a bench to sit down on Eleven, and he began to cook.

First, he opened the cabinet and scooped a bowl of brown rice from the bag of brown rice, but when he poured it into the pot, his hand suddenly stopped.

Looking back and looking at his eleven while sitting quietly, Yang Shifeng pursed his lips, poured the brown rice back, and then scooped a bowl of polished rice out of the bag of polished rice.

The little fairy came to his house for the first time, he should cook something delicious, otherwise she couldn't eat the brown rice.

After the rice was washed, Yang Shifeng lit the stove, cooked the rice in the large pot on the right, washed and cut the vegetables, added oil to the pot on the left, and started cooking.

11 is really the first time saw what the original cooking and cooking is like. watched it with great interest for a while, staring at Yang Shifeng's movements without blinking, and would ask some curious questions from time to time, and Yang Shifeng would be patient. Give her an answer very seriously, even if it is an idiot question.

Eleven thinks this person is pretty good, and what makes Eleven more good is Yang Shifeng’s cooking skills. It is really very good. Vegetables and crystal white rice are really enjoyable on the world. Eleven now does not doubt the book at all. The original food mentioned above is delicious, because it is more than a hundred times better than nutrient solution. No, the two are simply incomparable.

Why should human beings give up food and eat only nutrient solution in the last days? Isn't it a pity to give up such a delicious thing?

In fact, what don’t know about Eleven is that not all the food is so delicious, but the first time she ate the food made by Yang Shifeng, his cooking skills are really very good, it is not an exaggeration to say that the whole Baiyun The best food in the village is Yang Shifeng, and November is also considered lucky.

And it was because of Yang Shifeng's good cooking skills that he made Eleven's mouth so awkward that when Eleven wanted to leave here, he even gave birth to reluctance. Of course, this is something later.

At this moment, the eleventh eleventh seldom gave Yang Shifeng a thumbs up, sincerely praised, "You cook so delicious!"

Yang Shifeng was blushing with praise, but he grinned involuntarily, he was more happy than he had made money, and his satisfaction was beyond words.

"Then... if it tastes good, eat more."

Nodded at eleven, seeing that he was using a bowl to put vegetables in it, but he didn't eat it himself, and asked curiously: "What are you doing?"

Yang Shifeng pointed to the east wing, "I will serve my grandpa, he is in the house."

Eleven did not expect that there were still people in the house. She always thought that Yang Shifeng was the only one in this family.

However, she didn't ask too much, and continued to lower her head to eat her own meal.

In the main room, a thin old man was lying quietly on the bed, covered with a shabby quilt. There was almost no anger except for his weak breathing. It was not until Yang Shifeng came in that he opened his eyes and smiled, "Shi Feng, why are you back so early today?"

Yang Shifeng put his rice bowl aside, went up to pick up the old man’s body and leaned on the bed, and then explained what happened today: "Grandpa, today I rescued a girl while hunting. She has nowhere to go, so I will take her. Brought it back, so today's prey was not caught."

The old man was taken aback, his calm face suddenly lightened, and he grabbed Yang Shifeng's hand, "Shifeng, this girl is really homeless? Came back with you?"

Yang Shifeng nodded.

The old man’s eyes burst with joy, "Okay, okay, Shi Feng, you have to treat the girl well, don’t scare them away, maybe, maybe..."

Yang Shifeng heard what his grandfather meant, and his ears immediately became red, "Master, what do you think, you can't talk nonsense." Such a little fairy, how can he think of it.

It's rare to see his shy expression on his grandson, who is always a wood, and grandpa Yang laughed in relief, "Silly boy, as long as you work hard, it's not impossible. Since the girl has nowhere to go, you treat them well," Maybe they would like it. You are 22 years old. No one at your age has two or three children. You haven't got married yet. If you don't watch you become a biological child, how can you close your eyes? "

Yang Shifeng frowned when he heard his grandfather's frustrating words again, "Master, don't say such things, you are going to live a hundred years, watching my children grow up."

Grandpa Yang's eyes moistened, he sighed deeply, and touched his grandson's hand, "You stupid boy, grandpa is dragging you down by living like this. With grandpa, you won't be able to earn enough money." How can you marry a daughter-in-law and have children? Grandpa drags you down, so how can a girl want to marry you!" Grandpa Yang sometimes really wants to die a hundred, so that he doesn’t have to drag his grandson anymore, but every time he sees his grandson alone, he He was not willing to let him stay in this world alone, at least to find a good girl to accompany him.

In fact, Yang Shifeng is tall and handsome, has a firm and steady personality, and has great strength. In addition to working on the ground, he can go to the mountains from time to time to hunt and subsidize his family. During the slack, he will go to the dock to carry bags and make money. It is really a rare good offspring. Yes, there are really bad people in the village who think he wants him to be a son-in-law, but he has a paralyzed grandfather to take care of. This is simply a bottomless pit. No matter how much money he earns, he is still poor, even if it is not for money. There is an old man who needs to be served at home, which girl is willing to marry?

Yang Shifeng hasn't gotten a family so far. In addition to being inadequate, there is also a reason why his family is poor.

The old man was almost anxious about this, but Yang Shifeng himself was not in a hurry. He felt that he wouldn't marry if he didn't marry a wife. It didn't matter, because he was often scolded by him.

Now that my grandson said that he brought a girl back, the old man didn't need to look at the other girl. As long as she was a girl, he would be happy. He wanted to take the girl down immediately and let Yang Shifeng get married.

Seeing his grandfather blamed himself again, Yang Shifeng shook his head, "Master, don't think about it this way, you are the best to me, don't worry about other things, don't think about it, I have a home with you. "

Grandpa Yang wiped away his tears and sighed silently.

Eleven was eating in the main room, and my ears heard the conversation between my grandparents and grandson in the east room clearly.

It turns out that he still has a grandpa who seems to be sick and lying in bed, no wonder he has to take the meal in. However, this incident has greatly improved her impression of him. A person who can take care of his sick relatives for many years without abandoning his sickness is aimed at this, and this man is not bad.

If people who are sick are in the last days, their lives would have been artificially ended. In the last days, there is no place for useless people to survive.

Eleven hooked the corner of her mouth, and another chopsticks scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and put them into her mouth with relish, but before swallowing them, a surprised female voice suddenly sounded in her ears, "Who are you?"

Eleven swallowed the vegetable, then turned to look at the person who came, and saw a slightly fat middle-aged woman staring slightly at her in surprise, and the woman was followed by two small carrot heads.

Eleven blinked, glanced at the door of the East Room, and continued to lower his head to eat without answering her words.

Seeing that she ignored her, the woman frowned slightly, thinking that this person was a scam, and she stretched out her hand to push her shoulders, "Who are you? This is my nephew's home. ."

Seeing that he was about to be pushed down, Eleven tilted his head to avoid him, turning his wrists, and when he was about to teach this person a lesson, a figure flashed out of the East Room.

"Second aunt, what are you doing?!" Yang Shifeng said loudly, seeing her second aunt pushing eleven with her hand, a breath of anger rose from Yang Shifeng's heart. He had never cared about him with the second aunt's family. This is the first time. Because the second aunt was upset with a move.

Eleven quietly put away the knife and continued to eat his own meal.

Song Jianhua was frightened by Yang Shifeng's bad tone, put her fingers down unconsciously, and saw her nephew, who had always been good-tempered, speak loudly to her, inexplicably unbelievable.

But after all, I am an elder, so I can’t hold my face when I was yelled at by my nephew. Song Jianhua was stunned, pointing to Eleven and asking, "Shi Feng, who is this woman? My second aunt has never seen it. Why does she eat with you?"

Yang Shifeng glanced at eleven apologetically, and then answered Song Jianhua's words, "Second aunt, this is the friend I brought back, and it is my guest. Second aunt will be more polite to her in the future."

"Friend?" Song Jianhua curled her lips. Could such a beautiful girl be a friend of her poor nephew? It's a lie.

However, thinking of the purpose of her coming here, Song Juanhua swallowed the doubts in her heart, laughed, and said: "It turned out to be like this. The second aunt didn't know it just now, and she thought there was a bad guy in the house. You have to forgive the second aunt. It's not."

Yang Shifeng was noncommittal. Seeing that the bowl in Eleven's hand was empty, he asked, "Are you full? There is still in the pot. If you are not full, I will serve you a bowl."

Eleven really didn't eat enough, and didn't treat him politely, and handed his bowl to Yang Shifeng.

Yang Shifeng smiled, stood up and went to serve the eleventh meal.

Seeing that her nephew actually served so much white rice to an outsider, Song Juanhua felt distressed. She didn't even know if there was something delicious for her family, it turned out to be cheaper for others. However, he was still smiling on the face, sat down and said as usual: "Shi Feng, did you go hunting in the mountains today?"