203: Brother Damao

Brother Damao

Children from farming families would eat by themselves no matter how young they were. Although the girl looked delicate, she was sensible. She took the sweet potato and nodded.1

The girl tried to take a small bite with her white teeth. It was so delicious that she smiled and started eating.

The sweet potatoes were roasted until they were cooked. They were fragrant and soft. The sweet potatoes planted by their family were sweet. They were so delicious that they satisfied everyone. They were also warm and made one feel full.

Roasting sweet potatoes was the greatest joy in winter!

Ye Lulu gave each of the eager children a roasted sweet potato. She opened them and placed halves by the side. She let them eat the other half slowly.

"Sixth Aunt, it's so delicious!"

One of the children took a few bites eagerly and looked up at her with bright eyes.

Ye Lulu was also eating a roasted sweet potato. Of course, it was delicious! The quality of the sweet potatoes planted by pure farmers was good, to begin with. With the sweet potatoes roasted in such a manner, who could resist them?

Ye Lulu smiled and touched the children's heads one by one. In the modern era, she actually liked children. As long as the children were not unreasonable, they were quite cute.

This was also a good thing. At the very least, she could accept that she had three babies after transmigrating.

Ye Lulu gently took a bite of the roasted sweet potato and took note not to be scalded. She quickly chewed it and immediately narrowed her eyes in satisfaction… It was really too delicious!

In the modern world, she especially liked to buy roasted sweet potatoes on the streets. The roasted sweet potatoes on the streets were really fragrant. Now that she was roasting them in an ancient warm house with snow everywhere, Ye Lulu felt much more satisfied.

It had been snowing for a while outside in the morning.

The Guan family's children squeezed into Ye Lulu's house to eat roasted sweet potatoes. The entire house was filled with a sweet fragrance and felt very warm. The children laughed and chatted. They also liked to eat roasted sweet potatoes. Some even ran to the bed from time to time and touched the babies' faces curiously and lovingly.

The babies were especially happy to see their brothers and sister. They kept waving their hands and feet and letting out laughter. There were also occasional cries.

The youngest Qimao hadn't finished his roasted sweet potato. Moreover, his little face was covered in roasted sweet potato mash.

His little hand was too small and he was a little tired from raising it. With a plop, the remaining small half of the roasted sweet potato fell to the ground in the house. Qimao had been chewing on it for a long time. The sweet potato mash stuck to the ground.

Ye Lulu saw this and looked away happily. She did not blame him. It was normal for children to dirty things. It was not their fault.

She would just clean up later.

However, Damao, who was sitting at the side, stood up immediately. His face was tensed up, and he didn't say anything. He looked at Qimao in condemnation and immediately moved to the corner. He picked up the cloth hanging from the wall and walked forward. He squatted down and carefully wiped away Qimao's sweet potato mash.

The dirty ground was wiped clean.

Then, Damao stood up with a tense expression. He went to the wooden bucket in the corner to scoop water and left the house to wash the cloth clean. Only then did he return and put the cloth back.

Qimao was insensible. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the eldest brother, not knowing what was going on.

Damao did not blame Qimao. He did not say a word from the beginning to the end. He just walked back and sat upright.

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