The Growth of the Sixty Army Camp [MTL]

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Ming Xi, this little girl was holding a knife with great momentum, but after all, she was still a child, and she couldn't get her hands off, so she was ridiculed by

Ming Cheng, took the knife, and wiped the neck of the chicken with one knife.

For stewed chicken soup, Chen Guiyun is very experienced, and soon, a pot of chicken soup with full color and aroma will come out.

"Sister Zhu, it's not early, you go back quickly." Ming Nuan said to Zhu Xue, who was cleaning up in the kitchen.

"Hey, it's not busy, I'll pack up here and go back." Zhu Xue replied.

Zhu Xue watched everyone walking in the restaurant to eat, she carefully put the two pieces of meat that had just been cut and secretly hidden into the lunch box, and then greeted everyone casually and went home.

Out of the Huo family's courtyard, Zhu Xue exhaled fiercely.

Then walk quickly to the house.

"Mom, you're back." Jiajia led her little brother who had just learned to walk.

"Hmm." Zhu Xue handed the lunch box to Jiajia, and then picked up her son.

"Milk, mother, milk." Xiao Wei hugged his mother's neck and said.

"Okay, mom, I'll give you milk." After Zhu Xue entered the house, she opened the lunch box, opened the three small paper packages inside, poured the milk powder together, took out a bowl, mixed it with water, a thin bowl of milk, but it still exuded a milky smell.

Zhu Xue took out another bowl and divided half of the milk powder inside to her little daughter Qinqin.

Then he took out two spoons and fed his son Xiaowei, while Jiajia fed his sister Qinqin.

"Mom, why don't you let me go to Huo Mingxi's house to play?"

Jiajia asked puzzled.

Zhu Xuedi's hand shook and said, "If you go, who will take care of your younger brothers and sisters?"

"Oh." Jiajia nodded obediently.

In fact, Zhu Xue was afraid, she told her husband and children that these things were given to her by Chen Guiyun, and she was afraid that Jiajia would leak her mouth.

"Mom, I'm going to drink milk tomorrow." After Qinqin drank the milk powder, he said with satisfied Tiantian lips.

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"Her aunt, you really haven't seen Pepe, this dead girl?"

He Dashuan said with a frown.

"What am I lying to you?"

He Hongzhen patted her thigh and said.

"So where did this dead girl run?" He Liubao said suspiciously.

"She didn't come home last month?" He Hongzhen asked.

"I haven't been home for a long time." He Dashuan replied, "Originally, I thought that the main family would not let me return, but this is all a month."

"Dad, shouldn't this girl run away with the money?" He Liubao guessed.

"You're an idiot." He Dashuo slapped his son's head, "Where can she run?" Besides, if you had five dollars a month, wouldn't you run?

"I'm stupid, I'm running." He Liubao immediately said, "But no one gave me five yuan."

"Would you like to visit her master's house?" He Dashuan said with a frown.