Yao Ying not only didn't want to help them, but also told Zhang Yu to be careful and not to be fooled by them.
"Mom, don't worry, I'm just a small intellectual youth. The rice I brought back is just for the family to eat."
"Mom, I'm telling you, this porridge is really delicious, and there's the rice oil." Yes, how could I forget the rice oil, "it's really nourishing."
"The elderly in the neighboring village often drink rice oil. Although it uses some coal, it's really good for the body."
"By the way, it's also good for the stomach, just suitable for our dad." When Zhang Wei is busy, he really can't take care of everything, so his stomach isn't very good.
Now that we have such good rice, it's perfect for nourishing the stomach, "By the way, I'm worried the rice will have bugs in the summer, so I bought a hundred pounds of millet."
"An extra three pounds of rice." It's considered a loss, Zhang Yu really thinks this farm is nice.
