: One thousand and forty-six eat your stomachache

Shen Jia took a look at the ingredients for making pancakes, eggs, batter, chopped green onion, fried dough sticks, and shortbread. They are all good things. He can't get tired of eating them every day, as long as he doesn't work.

"The cake is to be done, and the work is also to be done, Xiaohan Xiaowei, these two days, you will be supervising Shen Jia at home, sweeping the floor, watering the dishes, washing the dishes, and spreading the cakes. These tasks are indispensable. If he dares to be lazy, you will kick him with big feet. ."

Shen Jiao warned again, and glanced proudly at Shen Jia, who was dejected, huh, do you still want to mess around with her?

"Stinky, Uncle Fatty's cakes are so stinky."

"Uncle Fat, hurry up, you stink again, hurry up!"

"Uncle Fat is so stupid, even more stupid than Hua Hua!"

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Zhuangzhuang looked at Shen Jia who was in a hurry with disappointment. The cakes that were spread out were either black or stinky, like poop. Why are you so stupid?

Hua Hua, who was leisurely pecking at the bugs, shouted in protest, "Little master, they are much smarter than this fat fat man!"

This time back, at the strong request of Zhuangzhuang Children's Shoes, Hua Rooster and the two hard-working snakes and mandarin ducks also moved together, and settled in the Shen family's yard again. Of course, Catherine didn't know about all this, so let her know Under the grape trellis that she loves to sit on, it is the new home of the two terrifying serpents, and she will be so excited to go to see God.

Catherine, who was still looking forward to eating the cake, glanced at the lumps of black and brown **** in the basket with disgust, shook her head with a tut tut, and took the little guys to Shen Jiao in the kitchen to find comfort.

"Practice to spread the batter first. What kind of eggs do you beat before the batter is well spread? The eggs cost two cents a piece. I don't know if the rice is expensive if you are not at home!"

Shen Han's eyes twitched when he saw it. This fat prodigal son started beating eggs before the cake was formed. He was a prodigal son. The angry and distressed Shen Han confiscated the whole basket of eggs, and only let Shen Jia practice making cakes. .

Shen Jiahuo glared at Shen Han: "I'm your brother, how did you talk?"

Shen Han sneered: "You can show off your body, you can't even spread a cake, and you still want to be a big brother, don't you have a big face?"

Han Qiwei followed suit and said, "That's right, I can let some **** dance for the immortals, and the pig's brain is scattered!"

"Xiaowei, don't insult the pig. The pig is much smarter than him. Those kind of sluts, I know there is a problem at first glance, and only the blind will be fooled. What are you looking at, hurry up and spread the cake!"

Shen Han rushed to the unwilling Shen Jialiang with a fist as big as a sand bowl, and Han Qiwei's fist next to him was also not small. Even though Shen Jia was full of anger, he didn't dare to resist, and honestly began to spread the cake.

These two evil stars are much more ruthless than a tigress, and their situation is stronger than that of a human being.

The lunch is made by Shen Jiao, and it is still a feast of sea, land and air. Now that the autumn wind has just started, the aquatic products in the sea and river are still quite rich. You can buy very fresh crabs, shrimp and fish in the market every day, which is very suitable for children and the elderly to eat. .

"Mom, I want to eat prawns." As soon as Zhuang Zhuang saw the bright red prawns, he shouted that he wanted to eat them, but Yuanyuan had already become self-reliant. He only started to peel the shells. .

Shen Jiao smiled and peeled the shrimp for her younger son and Xiao Cuicui. The speed of peeling could not keep up with the speed of the little guy, so Zhuang Zhuang urged her hard: "Mom, hurry up, uncle will finish the shrimp."

Shen Han was so angry that he patted the little guy on the head. He only ate two prawns in total, and Zhuang Zhuang ate three. He was really a little robber. Shen Jiaxing looked at it with a smile and peeled the shrimp to feed Great grandson.

Shen Jia looked sadly at the happy family here, swallowed impatiently, and forced her eyes to look away from those big dishes.

His dishes are—

Shen Jia looked at the large plate of pancakes in front of her with mixed feelings. They were all the pancakes that he had just spread out. Shen Jiao didn't break her promise, so she let him eat these for lunch. These.

The first two bites tasted good, but after eating it, Shen Jia only felt that she was really eating poop, and it was hard to swallow.

"I won't eat it, will I? I'm going to vomit."

Shen Jia clutched her stomach in pain, she couldn't eat it anymore, there were still half of the pancakes left on the plate, no matter how delicious they were, they would get tired of eating too much, not to mention the failed pancakes that weren't very tasty.

"Go out and do twenty push-ups and come back to eat. In short, you have to finish these cakes, no matter when you finish them, only one. The only place these cakes go is your stomach."

Shen Jiao's face was full of smiles, but what she said was more piercing than the north wind in the twelfth lunar month. Shen Jia was cold from head to toe and looked at the pancake in despair. The first time he hated himself, why didn't he make the pancake? something delicious?

The effect of eating biscuits and getting hurt is still very good. In the afternoon, Shen Jia has improved a lot. At least there is no more black and smelly biscuits. Although it is still a bit crumbling, compared to the morning, it is a world of difference.

"Oh, yo Jiaojiao, what are you doing at home? It looks like a noodle cake, it smells delicious, and there are egg fritters, tsk tsk tsk, this cake is better than a foreigner's sandwich. It's delicious!"

Smelling the scent, Aunt Huang, who was unbearable, was lying on the fence to detect the enemy's situation. Her saliva was drooling uncontrollably, her stomach was grumbling, and her eyes greedily looked at the pancakes spread out in the basket.

Shen Jiao frowned slightly. When she came back this time, she found that Aunt Huang's family had changed quite a bit. Although they used to be greedy for money, they still had a hint of arrogance. , as if you were starving every day.

"Just make some cakes, don't make fun of Aunt Huang if you don't do well." Shen Jiao said politely.

"What's wrong with doing it? Look how beautiful and fragrant this cake is, it's easy to sell it!" Aunt Huang smirked and stared at the pancake.

Shen Jia was overjoyed when he heard it. Seeing Aunt Huang's eyes, he couldn't help but have an idea. He picked up the basket and walked over and said, "Thank you Aunt Huang for your compliment. How do you taste this cake?"

"Then I'm welcome!"

Aunt Huang grabbed a pancake and nibbled it. After only one bite, her eyes lit up. She gave Shen Jia a thumbs up. Shen Jia was elated and felt a sense of accomplishment.

"Mum, what are you eating? Give me something to eat too."

A man's voice came from the courtyard of Aunt Huang's house. Not long after that, there was another man's head on the courtyard wall, with pointed mouth and monkey cheeks. His hair was still 37 minutes long, and his eyeballs were rolling, and he didn't look like a serious person.

Shen Jiao recognized this wretched-looking young man at a glance. It was Aunt Huang's son Huang Baogen, a baby bump that came only after giving birth to three daughters.