Spatial Farm Life: Raising My Kid, Abusing Scum, and Keeping Busy With Life

The thought came out of the space, the sky outside was about to dawn, she felt a little unfinished, stretched her waist, and chose another hair accessory and a pair of small boots for Linger on the trading platform, and she was reluctant to part with it Come out of space.

She didn't take a break either, she went out of the house and went straight to the martial arts field, where her three sons were waiting for her.

Every day at this time, she would lead them to spar, practice attack and dodge, and practice the sensitivity and reaction ability of the body.

Chuan'er, like his father, was not made for martial arts training. For him, martial arts training meant exercising his body.

Brother Fengyun is really good, when they get older, she will teach them to practice inner strength and mental methods.

At dawn, Yuehong came with Ling'er in her arms.

Ling'er broke free from her embrace and ran towards the direction of her mother and brother.

She stood aside, watching her mother and brother fight, and she gestured with her little hand, Qiao Mai saw how cute her daughter was.

Just as she was about to go up to hug her, she turned around and ran towards Yuehong, giggling, as if she was teasing Qiao Mai.

"Little naughty!"

Qiao Mai shook his head helplessly, and the four of them fought for half an hour before stopping.

"Okay, let's all go back and wash up. We'll have dinner later, and you all have to go to class."

"Yes, mother!"

The three villains left, Qiao Mai walked up to Ling'er, bent down and picked her up.

"Mother bought you a beautiful dress, let's go, put it on for Mother to see."

"Hee hee, beautiful clothes, Ling'er likes them."

She gently kissed Linger's cheek, "Happy birthday, baby!"

Today, the second day of February, the dragon raised its head, and it was Linger's birthday. She had wanted to wear that beautiful dress on her child's birthday for a long time, and finally got her wish.

When she came to Qiao Mai's house, Yuehong and Yuexia were behind her, waiting for her master's orders at any time.

After changing into beautiful little clothes, combing a nice hairstyle, pinning cute hair accessories on her hair, and putting on little boots, Qiao Mai was satisfied.

Yuehong and Yuexia who were behind her wowed, "Miss is really like a fairy boy, so beautiful."

"That goes without saying, my daughter must be beautiful."

"Pretty, Huahua, Dai Dai!"

Ling'er grinned, showing her upper and lower teeth, not to mention how cute she was, she liked the clothes her mother bought for her very much.

Qiao Mai raised his eyebrows, "Girl, what do you want for lunch? Mother will make it for you?"

"Cake, creamy."

"Mother will definitely make you a super big one, it's delicious, but you must have noodles for breakfast?"

"Uh-huh!"

The adults and children of the Qiao family celebrate their birthdays with a bowl of longevity noodles. Qiao Mai told them that there are elders in the family who do not celebrate their birthdays, because their birthdays are the day when their mother passed the gate of hell.

what do you celebrate To celebrate your mother passing the gate of hell?

So, the old man is here, but it's his birthday.

Of course, other people's homes are other people's homes, this is the rule Qiao Mai made for his own family.

But Mrs. Wang personally sent a pair of gold bracelets to the child after breakfast.

Yuan Jiaqi also bought a pair of pearl flowers for the child, and the small toys bought by Feng'er and the others were delivered to Ling'er one after another.

Just as Qiao Mai was about to make a cake, the old lady stayed in her yard.

She is restless, watching her do it in the small kitchen.

"Your hands are so skillful!"

"If you want to do it, you can do it well. I heard Jiaru say that you were a talented woman back then."

"What kind of talented girl is not as real as a rich girl like you."

"Ha ha"

Qiao Mai said in her heart that her craftsmanship is no problem for the ancients, and after letting them see the craftsmanship of the modern people, they will know that she is ingenious.

Originally, I wanted to order a cake from the Internet. Thinking about my daughter's birthday, a mother has to express it. Besides, if someone else made it, she was worried. A slight obsession with cleanliness is also an addiction, so she should work harder on her own.

First bake the cake and then make the cream. This time I made several colors of cream.

The cake has three layers, with a white background, houses, flowers, grass, and deer. She designed the cake beautifully. The old lady admired it very much, and kept praising Qiao Mai.

"You're an artist too, aren't you? You've caught up with the painters. Whose pastry chef can make food so beautiful?"

"It's embroidered, otherwise it wouldn't be possible."

"You don't call it a cake, you make an embroidered cake."

When they moved the cake into the living room, Mr. Wang came over with four disciples, and they all knew that Linger's birthday was today.

When seeing the cake, no one was stingy with sweet words, but they praised it vigorously.

"Since they're all here, let's share the cake. After eating, go back to each courtyard. I'll take my daughter out for a walk later."

"Stop eating together?"

"Whatever birthday a child celebrates, just eat a bowl of noodles,"

"Mother, can we have a cake like this when we celebrate our birthdays?"

The three Feng'er brothers made a request, "Yes, I can tell my mother what I want that day, and my mother will do it for you."

"Great, wow, this cake is so beautifully made, I can't bear to eat it."

"If you don't eat it, it will go bad."

"Then let's eat."

"Ha ha!"

The small courtyard was full of laughter, and at this moment, a woman appeared at the door of the living room.

"Master, someone from the Feng family has come and said they want to see you."

"Is sister Lu there?"

"No, let them wait a moment, I'll go right away, and you go to the embroidery village and call Sister Lu to come back quickly."

"Yes, master!"

Mr. Wang and Mrs. Wang saw that Qiao Mai's expression was not good, so they stood up and said.

"Let's go and have a look together."

Seeing that Yuan's family wanted to get up and go together, Qiao Mai hurriedly said.

"You're here watching the kids, let them eat their cake."

"All right!"

When they came to the living room, the Feng family saw that Mrs. Wang and Mr. Wang had followed, and hurriedly stood up and saluted them.

"I have seen the old man, the old lady."

"Well, sit down!"

Qiao McDonald refused to let him sit in the main seat, and the old gentleman and old lady sat at the bottom of her head.

Today is the old couple of the Feng family, and the young couple Feng Yinshi.

"What are you doing here?" Qiao Mai asked?

"Well, it's really embarrassing to say this. Ever since Xin'er's cold noodle shop opened, the business has been booming. Unexpectedly, after the new year, another cold noodle shop opened opposite her shop. Not only is the price lower, but the taste is also similar to ours. It’s almost the same as home, we came here just to ask.”

Qiao Mai immediately understood Mrs. Feng's words, "Fang Zi gave it to Xin'er, she didn't buy it, and we didn't sign the paperwork. I can give it to whoever I want, and sell it to whoever I want."

Xin'er quit after hearing this, "Master, how could you do this? You sold it to others, what should I do?"

Qiao Mai glanced at her and said coldly, "I'm just telling the truth. I didn't open the cold noodle shop in the county town, and I didn't sell the recipe to anyone else."

"real?"

"Why should I promise you??"

"I'm your apprentice? You can't harm your apprentice."

"Hmph, since you left in the second day of junior high school, you are no longer my apprentice."

Lu Ruxin swayed, "What? Master, you?"

"I don't have an apprentice like you. From now on, you are just sister Lu's daughter. I don't owe you anything, and your family doesn't need to mobilize people to question me."

Qiao Mai got up, "I have already sent someone to invite my sister, you are her guests, not mine, excuse me!"

After Qiao Mai left, Mr. Wang and the old lady also stood up.

"Don't go to the palace again in the future, Xin'er, you have crossed the river twice on your master's feet, once you preached and didn't change, and the second time you didn't face you because of your master's face, this time you have the audacity to question me Miss Qiao, isn't she as thick-skinned as you? Hmph, I really don't know what to say!"

The old lady also left, and Mr. Wang looked at the Feng family.