Seeing that he was suddenly depressed, Su Nanxi knew that he was thinking too much again, so she told him that she had someone make a water truck and that she should be able to get it back tomorrow.

Mo Qinghe was very happy to hear this, so could he see it?

When the children heard this, they came to ask what happened.

Mo Qinghe returned to his cold appearance and spoke lightly, "You third aunt said there is a surprise tomorrow!"

The first thing that children thought of was that they made delicious food again, they were so happy that they jumped and jumped, and shouted, "Oh! That's so good! There's something to eat!"

Su Nanxi was speechless, and a group of foodies knew how to eat!

Mo Qinghe saw his wife rolling her eyes playfully and smiled unkindly.

There is no way, he just thinks his wife is smart and cute!

Neither of them corrected it, which made the children happy for a day.

When she got home, Su Nanxi saw a lot of rice milk. She asked the children to pick up the wild vegetables and clean them up. She urged the dustpan powder herself.

Qin picked a bean and came back from picking it up. He knew that Su Nanxi liked leeks, so he specially cut a small bundle.

It just suits her wish, so the filling will be richer.

Qin understood what Su Nanxi meant, washed the beans and chopped them, cut the leeks into small pieces, and fryed them separately and put them on a plate.

She also knew what to add after making too much. She soaked some fungus and mushrooms, and added the dried pork jerky that Su Nanxi took out, which made a lot of them again.

It is beneficial to have two stoves. Look, it is very fast to open fire on both sides at the same time!

There is a table in the yard for easy operation.

After Qin's cooking, they all served on the table and warned the children not to eat them secretly.

Everyone came back, washed their hands and surrounded them, knowing that there was something delicious tonight.

Zhao also came to help, and it was much faster for many people to help.

After the flour is ripe, it is taken to the table, put the fried dishes on it, wrap it up, and then it is filled with stuffing. Pour some soup and you can eat it.

Everyone was familiar with each other, so they asked the two old people to eat first, and then they went to adults and children.

It was very fast, and Su Nanxi almost finished rolling one, and then he could roll the next one without stopping. Zhao and Qin helped him and finished it soon.

The filling is thin and the skin is straight and round. Children will definitely have enough food when they eat two pieces. Mo Dongcheng can't finish two pieces, so he can only eat one and a half.

Everyone was having fun eating, and the village chief outside called out Old Man Mo at the gate.

"Oh, the village chief is here, it's rare! Come, come in first, let's talk about what you have to eat! You're such a coincidence that we are eating the stuffing rolls!"

When Mo Laoer saw it, he hurried over and opened the door to invite the village chief in.

The others also put down their bowls and chopsticks and followed them out.

When the village chief saw this attitude, he knew that the time was not coming. The other person was having dinner at home, so he waved his hand, "You eat, don't worry about me, I'll leave after saying a few words."

Old Mrs. Mo seemed unhappy, took a bowl, picked up two strudels, and poured them on soup, "Look at what you said, what are you talking about! You are here at home, how can we eat? You can see! Since you are here, let's have a chat while eating! It's not a food, we usually make it to eat. Let's try it out if it tastes delicious?"

As he said that, he signaled to Old Man Mo with his eyes. Old Man Mo understood and pulled the village chief to sit at the table, "That's right, you don't think of it if you don't have much food in normal times! Come and try it!"

After saying that, he took the bowls and chopsticks from Mrs. Mo's hand and put them in front of the village chief.

The village chief didn't have dinner either. His family was similar to the Mo family before, and he only drank some rice soup for dinner. This rice soup was not hungry, and he was sweating from his origin, so he was hungry at this time.

Smelling so fragrant and so beautiful, his hands took the chopsticks honestly and followed in his mouth, "Then, I'm not polite."

Old Mrs. Mo waved her hand, "Hey! What are you polite? Try it!"

The village chief took a small bite with his reserve, wow! It was so delicious! Another bite, another bite! Then he just lowered his head and ate it.

When everyone saw that the village chief was having a good meal, they picked up their chopsticks and continued to eat.

After the village chief finished eating, he felt very embarrassed and just asked for a question, so he took a meal of dinner. The key is that he was just paying attention to eating!

Oh! It’s embarrassing!

It seems like it took so long to eat it!

Zhao wanted to take care of Mo Dongcheng. She first noticed the discomfort of the village chief, so she talked about the topic, "Miss Chief, this powder is very simple. All households have it. They can use rice paste to ripen and wrap it. It is not a rare thing! I will let Donglan and the others come over tomorrow and see it. Basically, I can eat it frequently in the future."

The village chief’s eyes lit up. Is that simple? That’s a good idea. I can eat it every day after learning it!

Qin also said, "Just make fresh, the filling is made from home-cooked dishes, which can be vegetarian or some meat foam, which is very casual. We just need to eat enough, and any filling is OK."

The village chief was moved when he heard this, and slowly, the discomfort disappeared.

Finally, I talked about the serious matter, "Oh my God, it hasn't rained for a long time, it's getting hotter and hotter. The fields are drying very much, and there is no water in the irrigation canal. If this continues, the crop harvest in the fields will be difficult to protect. I feel very heavy in my heart. I talked to several patriarchs and everyone said that it may be a severe drought."

The village chief sighed heavily, patted his thighs, full of helplessness, "This is just a guess, I don't know if it is true, but we have to make some preparations in advance so that we won't panic at that time. The patriarchs mean to find a way to pump the water from the river into the irrigation canal and then flow into the fields."

Old Man Mo went out every day, and naturally knew that the weather was abnormal. His expression became heavy and asked, "Have you thought of a solution? Or do you follow the previous method and carry water in every household?"

"Hey!" the village chief sighed again and shook his head, "I didn't expect that it was not a solution to go to the river to fetch water. It had happened before that people had almost couldn't save them. It was too dangerous."

"We are old guys, and our brains are not easy to use and we can't think of any solution, so we came to you. You are the best brains in the village. Look, any ordinary thing can be turned into delicious food after your hands! Please think of a solution for me!"

The Mo family looked at each other, how could they become the best brain? If they had a good brain, they would have made a fortune long ago!

Old Mrs. Mo waved her hand, "It's not considered a good brain. At most, we are poor and hungry. If we think about it, we will figure out these tricks."

The village chief believed that there were some brains among the Mo family and refused to let it go. "That's good, you can also help you figure it out. Maybe you can really figure out a solution!"

The Mo family was so amused and crying. How could they be that capable? Don’t go to heaven anymore!

But what the Mo family said, the village chief said, "It's okay, you can think about it when you have time. There is not a real drought yet! Many people think about it, maybe they can have ideas."
Chapter completed!