Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

Wen Xiuyi became more energetic and smiled: "Daughter, do you know how to make wine?"

After all, Wen Yao had never made wine before, and they didn't know Wen Yao could do it.

Wenyao: Were there conditions for making wine before?Brewing requires a venue. Brewing in a family building?She was afraid she was crazy.

"I know a little bit about it, but I haven't studied it in depth." Wen Yao answered frankly. After all, they were already here before she had a chance to study it in depth.

It just so happens that I can do things that I didn’t do before.

Wen Xiuyi laughed loudly and patted her shoulder: "Then you have to study it carefully. Whether dad can drink the liquid on the stage in the future depends entirely on you."

Wen Yao rolled her eyes: "I have this ability, how can I just be a small blogger?" He had been hired away with a high salary.

The big head tilted his head and looked at her. Who is the blogger?

But he didn't speak, so the doubts were automatically blocked by the family of three.

Because he still remembered to discuss the apprenticeship ceremony, Wen Xiuyi did not dare to drink too much today. In addition, the alcohol content of this wine was much lower than what he drank before, so when he walked from the old house to his home, the wine was basically Already woke up.

At night, Wen Yao put Da Tou to sleep, and after making sure that the boy was not faking, he quietly got up and ran to the next door.

Both father and son were awake, waiting for her.

"Yao Yao, look at what you have in your space that is more suitable for the apprenticeship ceremony?" Wen Xiuyi asked in a low voice.

I have no choice but to keep my voice down. The sound insulation effect of this house is really not good.

No, in the future, when he has money, he will definitely build a big house, where a family of four can live in one room, and the walls must be thick and soundproof.

Talking about the gifts, Wen Yao didn't even have to go in to look at them before replying: "As long as you want it, you can buy it. This thing is just like the Orange software, it will respond to your requests." Maybe it was made according to the Orange software.

Wen Xiuyi: "Then buy me a plane."

Wen Yao: "..."

Wen Xiuyi: "It's okay to buy a car if you don't have to." It's very tiring to go to work every day on my legs.

Wen Yao rolled her eyes: "How about I buy you a tank?"

Wen Xiuyi shook his head solemnly: "No, no, your father doesn't know how to drive that thing."

Wenjun was about to die laughing and asked: "Then you know how to fly a plane?"

Wen Xiuyi glared at his son who was causing trouble: "I'm going off topic, let's talk about business, what can you give me as a gift? Anything we have there can be a treasure here, but, I think It’s not suitable. What are our conditions? If we give you a rare thing, wouldn’t it be obvious to others that we have a problem?”

"Then we might as well just buy it here." Wen Yao said, "But do we have money? Oh, money, ah, I forgot something."

Wen Yao said this and took out a bunch of things from the space.

"Have you bought clothes?" Wen Xiuyi picked up one and looked at it. It was a bit thin.

Wen Yao told the two of them the shopping process today, and finally complained: "The prices are too expensive. Why are better cotton clothes so expensive? So, I just want to go with my brother to make some achievements tomorrow." Come on, buy a down jacket for the four of us to wear inside, so no one can come and take our clothes off, right?"

"That's unlikely. The people here are not that perverted." Wen Xiuyi said while pulling off his clothes.

As for the pile of paper, in their opinion, it can be used anyway. The big head is still small, so they can make do with it first.

After rummaging through things, the three of them began to worry about gifts again.

"I think Master likes tea, how about we give him some good tea?" Wen Jun said.

Wen Yao ran in to check the price of tea and came out directly, spreading his hands: "qiong."

Oh my God, the high-quality Biluochun can achieve [-] points per kilogram.

She now has enough achievement points to buy one or two.

Wenjun: "Tea set?"

Wen Yao walked in and out: "The cheap ones are not enough, and the expensive ones can't be bought. Don't forget, when playing with porcelain, the ancients are our ancestors."

Wen Xiuyi was helpless and complained: "I can't afford this and I can't afford that. Let's just give two glasses as a gift. It's cheap and unique." In a two-yuan store, it costs two yuan each.

Wen Yao touched his chin and thought. After a while, he disappeared again, leaving only one sentence: "I'll take a look."

Wen Yao directly searched for glass teacups and glass teacups, flipping through various pages, and picked a pair of gold-rimmed glass teacups with a slight light blue tint. One of the 26 achievement points, two 52s, perfect, she still has one left. More than 20 points.

Once again, I lament that this damn space is so stingy, giving so little to earn points and selling things so expensively.

Wen Yao came out with the things.

Wen Xiuyi and Wen Jun were very satisfied with these two cups and praised Wen Yao for her good choice.

"How do you explain the origin?" The father and son were troubled by another question.

Wen Yao didn't care, and said: "Give it to my mother whom I have never met, whether it is a dowry or an heirloom from my grandfather's family. Anyway, there are too many troubles to deal with. Doctor Jin can't go to my mother for confirmation." "

With such a treasure, if she were Doctor Jin, she would hide it and enjoy it slowly.

"Then what if he asks your mother why she didn't take her away?" Wen Xiuyi asked.

Wen Yao yawned and said: "You think everyone is the same as the gatekeeper of our community. So gossip, this is a place where etiquette is important. Would an expert like Dr. Jin inquire about your private life? Obviously not."

Don't worry about it, just let it go. Dad, brother, I'm really sleepy. "

Seeing that their daughter/sister was so sleepy, it was hard for the two of them to torment her anymore. However, before Wen Yao left, Wen Xiuyi asked Wen Yao to go in and buy a simple wooden box to pack it up. You couldn't carry it to Jin's house in a plastic bag. .

The next day when Big Tou came up, he saw the four treasures of the study and paper on the table in the room. Little Carrot Tou didn't even wear shoes, so he ran over barefoot, touching here, looking there, and being careful when touching. no.

Wen Yao finished his work and wanted to come in and wake him up, but when he saw this scene, he went up and picked up the big head, put it on the stool, and quickly took the shoes and socks for him to put on.

"Why did you go down barefoot? What should you do if you catch a cold and get sick?"

Da Tou gently pulled her clothes, pointed at the things on the table, and then pointed at himself extremely happily.

Did you give it to me?

Wen Yao put on his shoes and nodded: "Yes, do you like it? This is a surprise prepared by dad and us for Da Tou."

The big head nodded quickly, his joy was beyond words. He couldn't wait to pick up the pen carefully and drew on his hand.

Wen Yao saw that his posture when holding the pen was a bit wrong, so he patiently taught him how to hold the pen, and also thoughtfully grinded some ink for him.

Datou was a little afraid to write, so he raised his head to look at Wen Yao.

Wen Yao nodded encouragingly at him: "You can do it, sister believes in you."

Datou took a deep breath, then carefully dipped in ink, picked up the pen and started writing on the paper.

The first character written is Wen.

But it obviously didn't look good when he wrote it, Datou was a little bit shocked, and it wasn't as good as what he wrote with a branch on the ground.

Wen Yao saw it, smiled and touched his head, and said: "You are already very good. Please see my sister write one for you to see." After saying that, Wen Yao really took the pen in his hand and wrote a strange sentence. Ugly text.

It's really much uglier than the big picture makes it look.

Seeing Datou's brows relax again, Wen Yao smiled.

She can write calligraphy, after all, it is Professor Wen's hobby, but in order to encourage Datou, she can only 'hide her clumsiness' a little.