Back to the 80s to Raise a Wolfy Boyfriend

Egg pancakes are the best cooked, especially those made by Gu Jin are very thin.

Soon the first golden egg cake was put on the plate by her with a spatula.

Bringing the plate with the egg pie in front of the little boy, Gu Jinrou said, "The pie is still a bit hot, let it dry for a while before eating."

"Ok."

An Mingji put both eyes on the plate, on the golden egg cake.

Gu Jin turned around and made a bowl of malted milk extract with hot water, and brought it to him, "This is malted milk extract, do you like it or not."

An Mingji took a spoonful of blow-cooling and drank it into his mouth. He tasted the smell of malted milk. His eyes lit up, "It's delicious, it's very sweet, and there is a smell of milk."

"Drink everything if it tastes good." Gu Jin smiled when he saw that he liked it.

She turned around and continued to make omelets. When the second omelet was finished, the little boy had eaten the plate and drank half of the malted milk in the bowl.

She put two egg cakes on the plate with a spatula and made the next one.

I didn't use much noodles, so I made three egg pancakes in total.

An Mingji ate two and was full, and Gu Jin personally eliminated the remaining one.

Outside the gate, it has long since disappeared, and the mountain village at night is particularly quiet.

After eating and drinking, Gu Jin and the little boy blew out the candles in the kitchen and went back to the house.

Just after eating and unable to sleep, Gu Jin dragged the child to ask him what he had learned in the past two days, without mentioning what happened during the day.

But she promised that everything about the **** would be kept in mind.

She promised that she would never let the **** be bullied again.

Feng Ling Jue can only be practiced by women, but Feng Ling Jue is not the only method in the space. She will find a cultivation method that is suitable for the little boy, even if it is just to strengthen his body, and at the end, he must have the ability to protect himself.

An Mingji was bullied today, and ran to the county seat again, lying on the bed and quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

After he fell asleep, Gu Jin entered the space.

She originally intended to find a suitable cultivation technique for the little boy, but when she saw the mature golden wheat field in the spiritual field of space, she couldn't wait to see the golden corn on the cob.

As well as the luscious green, sweet and delicious cucumbers, light green beans, sleek tomatoes, and some cantaloupes and melons have reached their maturity.

In just three days, these crops, vegetables and fruits are all ripe.

Gu Jin felt this was incredible.

She was sure that these fruits, vegetables and crops had only been planted for three days, which was too bad.

Gu Jin didn’t know at this time that the spirit field was planted with all kinds of spiritual herbs and medicinal materials, and all the herbs needed for alchemy were hundreds of years old. If there is no spiritual field to grow herbs, where would the world go to look for those hundreds of years A thousand years of medicinal materials.

Looking at the mature crops in front of him, Gu Jin walked to the spiritual field in disbelief, pinched the wheat ears in his hands, and felt a little real when he touched the real thing.

Looking up at the ten acres of spiritual fields, no one knows the shock in her heart, and no one to share.

After the shock, my heart was full of joy, so much food was enough for the family to survive the famine.

The food is ripe, and it's time to harvest.

Sweeping a glance at the open space not far away, Gu Jin had an idea in his heart, if he could use his mind to control the cultivation of grain, then whether he could also use his mind to harvest.

She mobilized the spiritual power in her body, her hands were in the void, her palms were up to the sky, her mind started, everything in front of her moved without wind.

The golden wheat floated towards the open space that Gu Jin had glanced at before. The speed was so fast that a few acres of wheat were all piled on the open space in the blink of an eye, just like a hill.