Through the Book, I Became the Matchmaker for the Male Match

Chapter 604 Eighty-eight labor is the most glorious (5)

Chi Miaomiao's words caused cheers from the other children, and all their previous resentment towards her was wiped away.

A simple child has a pure heart.What hates and dislikes can be forgotten in just a second.

"Sister Miaomiao is doing well!"

"Yes! Who was saying that Sister Miaomiao was selfish before?"

"I don't know, I just heard what others said."

"Me too."

"I also heard from others. But sister Miaomiao is obviously very fair. It's not wrong for us to eat her food and help Grandpa and Grandma Chi with work."

"That's right! I didn't even know it was said first."

The children were talking a lot about who this "other" was. Only Hu Li knew that that "other" was her.The ten black fingers were pinched tightly, and although his heart was full of anger, he had to force a smile on his face.

When someone asked her, she smiled and shook her head, "I don't know. Miaomiao and I are best friends."

God knows how much she wants to leave here now.

……

A few minutes later, Hu Li, who wanted to leave the children's pile, came to Chi's house and sat on the small bench next to Grandma Chi to bud corn.And Pang Dun went home because he felt wronged.

Hu Li's hands are very rough and her skills are very skilled. It can be seen that she has done too much work at home.

Chi Miaomiao and a few children who didn't have to work sat under the osmanthus tree, eating osmanthus cake and chatting.The children couldn't stop talking, and the words they spoke after putting the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in their mouths had a sweet aroma.

Everyone was telling stories under the tree. The children didn't know what gossip was, but they were born with good ears and good memories. All the gossips the adults told about their parents were taken as stories and went out.

Chi Miaomiao listened with her chin on her hands and her knees on her elbows.When she heard interesting gossip, she would give that child a quarter of an extra osmanthus cake, and the rewarded child talked more happily.

"Lili, look at how sensible my good grandson is, and knows that I'm tired from work, so find a helper for me!" Grandma Chi heard her mouth itch, so she took the initiative to talk to Hu Li, "It was the gang who helped me hustle corn before. Boy, I can sit here and listen all day long without talking. It's too loud, but there's a lot of corn in bud, which will save me days of work."

Hearing this, Hu Li gave her a hand, and looked more blatantly at the plate of osmanthus cake under the osmanthus tree.

Although she was working with her head down, her eyes were fixed on the plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake.

About half an hour ago, Chi Miaomiao told her quietly that as long as she could finish the work, the rest of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake would be hers.

Hu Li was so excited when she heard that. In the past, Chi Miaomiao would always pull her to feed the fish with the leftover sweet-scented osmanthus cake.She was reluctant, so she pretended to throw a few grains of powder, and then sneaked home the osmanthus cake in her hand after Chi Miaomiao finished feeding the fish.

At the beginning, Hu Li was quite afraid of doing this kind of thing. She was afraid of making Chi Miaomiao angry, so she wouldn't give her any food in the future.Later, I found out that Chi Miaomiao didn't care at all, she didn't even pretend to be.

But now seeing that there were fewer and fewer osmanthus cakes on the plate, maybe even the powder would be gone by the time she finished budding, Hu Li felt very panicked.

So she rolled her eyes and asked, "Grandma, is it not enough for me to help alone?"

Grandma Chi thought she was guilty of her slow work, so she laughed and comforted her: "Enough! Enough! There is only one cart of corn in the autumn harvest, and most of the carts are sold, and there are still a few baskets left. The children from before helped me sprout Quite a lot, and it’s over when there’s only one basket of buds left today. You’re a kid with nimble hands and feet and quick work, unlike my Miaoer’s delicate skin and tender meat, who can’t do these things.”

These words sounded like they disliked Chi Miaomiao, but the expression on his face was really doting, which was quite teasing.

(End of this chapter)