Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 2513 Don't stop (one more)
Yang Ruoqing looked at those thin cowpeas, and felt warm in her heart.

Why?

When farmers eat cowpeas, they have to wait until the cowpeas grow as thick as an adult's little finger before picking them off.

It is big, and a handful of cowpeas can cook a big bowl, and the whole family can make meals.

Sun's is usually the same, but as long as it is for Yang Ruoqing to eat, Sun will pick that kind of thin, tender cowpea to burn.

Because Yang Ruoqing doesn't like to eat cowpeas that are too thick and have too much water.

This kind of tender and thin cowpea is stewed in the pot, and then pressed hard with the back of the spatula to squeeze out the water as much as possible. The taste of the mouth is very good!
It's just that eating like this is a bit extravagant, and it takes two handfuls to burn a bowl.

"Mom, if you go to pick cowpeas today, are there any aunts and aunts who say you are extravagant and wasteful?"

Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile while pinching the cowpea.

Sun was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled too.

"I didn't say anything, when they saw me pick the tender ones, they guessed that you were back." The woman said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled knowingly, and the two mothers immersed themselves in their work.

Soon, all these ingredients were ready. In the kitchen, Yang Ruoqing was going to stuff the firewood, but Sun pushed her away.

"I use hard wood to burn. You don't need to plug it in. You just stand by and watch." Sun said.

Yang Ruoqing naturally knew why Sun did this, if it was winter, Sun would not do this.

Because the door of the stove can be warmed by the fire, but now it is hot and hot.

Yang Ruoqing didn't force her, she put on her apron, "Then I'll be in charge."

Sun said: "It's been a long time since you came back to eat the dishes cooked by mother? Let mother come for this meal, and you will cook it for the next meal, and mother will not stop you."

Without waiting for Yang Ruoqing to say anything, Sun continued to say with a mysterious face: "Mother was with your Aunt Osmanthus a few days ago, and learned a dish from the maid who came over from Ning's family, and cooked it once. Both your father and Xiao An If you say it’s delicious, I’ll give you less later on!”

"Okay, okay!" Yang Ruoqing nodded happily.

"Mom, is Xiaoyu back to her mother's house?" She asked again.

Mrs. Sun stood up from the stove door, and the firewood in the stove had already been lit.

"It's been half a month since I came back," she said.

Yang Ruoqing became excited, "Then is she still in Changping Village?"

Sun said: "It should be here. I met her yesterday. Your Aunt Osmanthus made glutinous rice balls. Xiao Yu sent a bowl to eat with Baobao and Dazhi. After a few chats, she even talked to me. Let me know when you'll be back."

Yang Ruoqing was very happy to hear this, and said to Sun: "After lunch, I'll go and chat with Xiaoyu."

Sun said: "Okay, you little sisters haven't been together for a long time, go play and chat, don't worry about the children and work at home!"

"Well, it's nice to have a mother!"

Yang Ruoqing hugged Sun's arm coquettishly.

Mrs. Sun smiled lovingly and said: "Your mother-in-law and your aunt Cuilian are both well. During this time, we will take care of the two children together."

Yang Ruoqing nodded quickly, "Yes, I am really lucky to meet relatives like you, hehe."

Sun habitually wanted to raise her hand to stroke Yang Ruoqing's hair, but when she saw the dirt on her hand from grabbing a stick, she put it back again.

"Okay, mother, go wash your hands and then cook." She said.

"I'm going to wash my hands too, and I'll help you." Yang Ruoqing said.

Wash the rice and put it in the pot, and the big pot inside is specially used for cooking.

The small pot outside is used for cooking.

"This is the loach and small miscellaneous fish that your third brother and the others went to fish yesterday. They made half a bucket. These people in the family gave away a catty or two."

"Would you like to make soup or stew?" Mrs. Sun asked for Yang Ruoqing's opinion.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Let the loaches drill into tofu to make soup, how about wrapping the small fish in steamed meat powder and frying them?"

"Okay!" Mrs. Sun readily agreed.

"Pork belly braised in soy sauce, the elbows are for your father and the others to drink, and I will chop up some lean meat separately, and make small meatballs for the babies." Mrs. Sun made arrangements there.

Yang Ruoqing was drooling aside.

"By the way, there was a small piece of bacon left over during the Chinese New Year. Your father said you like to eat it, so keep it." Sun continued.

"I'll stir-fry it with dried chili later, and I'll serve you a meal!" said the woman.

Hearing this, Yang Ruoqing suddenly felt strangely hungry.

"Mom, don't say anything, let's act quickly, I'm going to eat the stove in a while, hahahaha..." Yang Ruoqing made a funny expression.

Sun also smiled.

"You silly girl..."

Mrs. Sun said angrily, raised her hand and tapped Yang Ruoqing's eyebrows lightly, her face was full of kindness.

"whee……"

Yang Ruoqing also smiled until her eyes were bent into slits.

Those who are shrewd and capable, those who are calm and deep are facing outsiders.

In front of her mother, Yang Ruoqing will always be that fat girl who won't grow up, dressed in colorful clothes, and when her mother smiles, she is also happy.

The oil in the wok was hot, and Mrs. Sun started to fry vegetables. Yang Ruoqing stood aside, passing her the bowl containing minced garlic and minced ginger and green onion from time to time.

From time to time, he picked up the big cattail fan and slapped Sun's back a few times.

Even so, Mrs. Sun was still sweating profusely after frying several bowls of vegetables.

"Mom, shall I burn two?" Yang Ruoqing said.

Sun shook her head, "It's okay, it's almost over."

Ok……

Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to stand aside, watching obediently.

This meal, according to my mother's wish, she will cook the next meal.

"Come on, let's taste how this bacon tastes."

Sun handed the chopsticks to Yang Ruoqing and asked her to taste the food.

Because she knows she likes to taste dishes.

Yang Ruoqing tasted the meat, the taste she hadn't seen for a long time, it was so delicious that she almost burst into tears.

"It's the last eggplant dish, mother will show you a hand."

Sun said a little mysteriously.

Yang Ruoqing put down her chopsticks, and followed Mrs. Sun's figure without blinking.

She grabbed a handful of wheat flour, took two eggs, put them together, and exchanged them for water.

Add salt flower and shallot foam into it, stir well and set aside.

Next, chop off the heads and tails of the tender eggplants that have been washed, and cut them into circles of medium-thick eggplant slices.

Then cut a knife in the middle of each circle of eggplant slices to make a box shape.

Seeing Mrs. Sun cooking these, Yang Ruoqing, who had browsed all kinds of delicacies, immediately guessed what Mrs. Sun was going to cook.

eggplant box.

Yang Ruoqing has eaten this dish many times outside, and she can make it herself, but she hasn't had time to make it at home.

But at this moment, she still pretended to be very curious and stared at Mrs. Sun's busy hands, asking a few questions from time to time.

Sun was busy in an orderly manner while answering.

Use chopsticks to pick up a large piece of minced meat left over from rubbing the meatballs and put it in the eggplant box, and then put the eggplant box neatly in a large clean bowl next to it.

Fry the hot oil in the pan, and when the oil temperature is about the same, roll the eggplant box into the egg liquid that has been prepared on the side, so that the eggplant box is evenly coated with the egg liquid, and then put it in the oil pan for frying.

It was fried so that it rolled on both sides, making a pleasant sound of sizzling.

The fragrance overflowed, teasing Yang Ruoqing's sense of taste.

　I went to visit relatives today, and I was delayed. I will pass on a chapter first, and I will fill in the next chapter after 12 o'clock.Feel sorry

　　
　
(End of this chapter)