Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 722 Appetite (five more)

The little girl's mouth was so pouted that an oil bottle could be hung on it, and she said to Mrs. Sun, "Milk, you're also true. If you want to praise my sister, you can't belittle me, right?"

Big Sun glared at Xiaojie: "The dead girl is neither big nor small, why did you talk to your milk?"

"Mother, my grandmother said that I have a high instep and that I'm ugly, so you won't allow me to argue?" Xiao Jie said.

Dasun raised his hand in a gesture: "Dead girl dares to be stubborn with you, my mother, believe it or not, I will slap you?"

When she met such a mother, Xiaojie looked aggrieved.

The old lady Sun glared at the Sun family: "The child said a few words casually, look at you, are you still embarrassed?"

"Xiaojie, don't bother with your mother, it's the mother who said the wrong thing, the lower the instep is better, the higher the higher is beautiful!" Mrs. Sun coaxed.

The nine-year-old Xiao Jie was still standing there pouting, her little face turned to the side.

Seeing the appearance of her little cousin, Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

She is small, has a good temper, is a stubborn little girl, has her own opinions, and dares to argue with reason.

to her appetite.

She took off her new shoes and put them aside, changed back to her old shoes, and walked towards Xiaojie.

"Xiao Jie is the most sensible, she is playing with Ga Po and you guys! Xiao Jie, right?"

Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Xiaojie turned around and looked at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing immediately took Xiaojie's hand, "Cousin brought back a lot of fun things, Xiaojie, see what you like!"

After speaking, the red cloth on the bamboo basket was lifted.

Xiaojie just looked around the bamboo basket, and without her cousin's permission, she didn't dare to rashly lift the red cloth.

At this moment, when Yang Ruoqing opened it, Xiaojie's eyes suddenly lit up when she saw the red and green sachet accessories in the basket.

The small mouth is also opened into an O shape.

"Cousin, what are these?" she asked curiously.

For the little girl who grew up in the valley of the mountain, in the barren mountain village.

These things from the water town dragon boat race are indeed rare.

Moreover, the colorful colors, the fragrant smell, and the shapes of flowers, birds, insects and fish are very attractive to girls.

Xiao Jie couldn't care about competing with Da Sun anymore.

He buried his head and reached into the basket, carefully selecting it.

"What is it?"

Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun looked at Xiaojie like this, and both came over curiously.

The two of them were also surprised when they saw what was in the basket.

"This is... a sachet?" Mrs. Sun asked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded, so she simply told them how she got the sachet.

Dasun said: "Ten li is different from customs. It's the people from the fishing villages in the water town who know how to play."

The old lady Sun picked up a sachet embroidered with mandarin ducks on the neck and looked at it, and praised: "This girl is skillful and beautiful in needlework."

Yang Ruoqing took a look, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

Isn't it the one embroidered by Zuo Yingchun?

Hey, this is not a basket of sachets, but a basket of broken girls' hearts!

Here, Xiao Jie is holding a monkey in his left hand, and a lotus embroidered in his right.

Comparing there, biting his lip, looking like he couldn't decide.

Yang Ruoqing patted Xiaojie's shoulder lightly.

"Just pick whatever you like, as long as you like it, my sister will give it to you." She said.

"Really?" Xiao Jie asked excitedly.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded.

Xiaojie shook the two sachets in her hand: "Sister, I like both of them."

"Okay, take it to you."

"And these few, I'm also rare..."

"Success, it's yours too!"

"Sister, you are so nice, you are the best sister in the world! You, you are better than my mother..."

"Oh, this flattery..."

"Hahaha……"

The room was engulfed in cheerful laughter.

Yang Ruoqing didn't stay with Granny Ga, she quickly said goodbye to them and entered the village.

Back at home, Mr. Sun was cooking in the kitchen.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing shout, the woman dropped the spatula and rushed out of the house.

"Daughter, are you back? It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

Mr. Sun wiped the apron around his waist with a pair of hands that were covered in oil smoke.

He hurried over to take the things that Yang Ruoqing was carrying.

"Are you tired on the road? Isn't the dragon boat good-looking? The food over there is similar to ours..."

While crowding her into the room, the Sun shi asked repeatedly.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

They answered Sun's one by one.

Mr. Sun hurriedly poured her tea again.

"Quick, drink some tea to moisten your throat."

"Ok!"

Yang Ruoqing took a sip of tea and saw that the three younger brothers were not there.

"Mother, where are the three of my brother?" she asked.

Mrs. Sun said, "I'm afraid Da'an Dajie is on the way back to the village, and your uncle is going to pick them up."

"Xiao An is playing with Yongqing and He'er Ju'er."

"Oh!" Yang Ruoqing picked up the tea bowl and was about to drink it again when she suddenly smelled a burning smell in her nose.

"Mother, what are you cooking?" she asked quickly.

Sun suddenly came back to his senses and slapped his thigh: "Oh, look at my memory, gourd roast pork!"

The woman hurriedly ran to the next kitchen.

Yang Ruoqing also followed, just to see a black smoke rushing out from the lid that Sun opened.

"Oops, it's all sticking to the pan. Now I can't serve it to the craftsman..."

Sun shi was depressed and annoyed.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the dark stuff in the pot and shook her head.

"Mother, are there any other dishes at night?" she asked.

So Mr. Sun reported the dishes of the night.

Yang Ruoqing pondered, this gourd roast pork is still a dish to support the scene.

"Is there any meat left in the house?" she asked again.

Mrs Sun said: "The meat is all in this pot, and there are only some spare ribs left, which are still raw. I plan to make soup tomorrow afternoon."

Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves: "Take out the ribs, and I'll make a big dish that can replace the gourd and roast pork!"

Cut the ribs into small inch steaks.

Sprinkle with seasonings such as oil and salt.

I rolled it a few times in the glutinous rice left over from making dumplings two days ago.

Then, wrap them tightly with reed leaves soaked in well water, and wrap them with multicolored silk threads.

Put water in a small pot, put a steaming grid on it, and then put the small inch wrapped in the reed leaves on it.

Cover the pot tightly and bring to a boil.

Sun shi stood by and watched the whole process.

"Hey, it's the first time I've seen this way of eating, Qing'er, your idea is not bad." The woman said.

Yang Ruoqing hooked her lips and smiled.

"The first two **** were at Zuozhuang's owner's house, and I ate this dish. I felt it tasted good, so I made it and tried it!"

"Yeah, my daughter is so smart, she went out as a guest and learned new dishes!"

Facing the woman's praise, Yang Ruoqing smiled again.

In the eyes of a mother, children are all good.

"Mother, what are you doing? The roasted gourd should be thrown away when it's burnt." Yang Ruoqing said.

She saw that Mr. Sun was carrying the bowl of roasted meat with gourd, but instead of pouring it, she put it in the kitchen cupboard.

(End of this chapter)