Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 9087 Warm the stomach
Wanghai County, Changping Village.

That night, Yang Ruoqing didn't sleep well, lying on the bed, she couldn't stop thinking about it.

Involuntarily thinking about a problem.

She felt that there were many doubts, but there was no evidence, so she had to wait for the interrogation results from the county seat for reference.

Because I didn't sleep well at night, it was difficult to get up in the morning.

Even if I barely get out of bed, I feel top-heavy, my body is not my own, and my brain resists thinking about problems.

It was only when she heard Yuanyuan humming and chirping in the cradle, as if she was singing, that Yang Ruoqing got up in a daze. Just after changing Yuanyuan's diaper, Wang Cuilian heard the noise and came in from outside.

With an apron around his waist, it looks like he is cooking breakfast.

"I'll change it, you can sleep for a while!"

As soon as Wang Cuilian entered the room, seeing Yang Ruoqing's appearance, she guessed that she was 'sneaking' last night.

Yang Ruoqing yawned, "Auntie, let's have a simple breakfast in the morning, get a few boiled eggs and make some porridge, don't make so many tricks."

Wang Cuilian said: "It's the first meal in the morning, it can't be too bad, you just need to sleep well, don't burn it."

"Come, come, give me Yuanyuan, I'll send it to the main room first, your uncle is fine, let the children play on the mat by themselves, he will stare at you, and you will catch up on the cage sleep!"

Wang Cuilian went to the front yard with Yuanyuan in her arms, and when she came back, she found that Yang Ruoqing had already changed her brother Tuantuan's diaper.

"Okay, give it to me too, go to bed and squint for a while, your eyes are bloodshot!"

Wang Cuilian embraced Tuantuan again and left the dormitory.

Yang Ruoqing is really grateful for the help and support of these elders, otherwise, she would really collapse if she took care of the two children alone.

Of course, if that was the case, then she must have bought a few maids and servants to help take care of the children at home.

No, the reunion was originally born, but Luo Fengtang had thought about it, and asked a few people to come and take care of it.

In the end, Wang Cuilian and Luo Tiejiang blocked her back.

Their reason is that the child is young, and the most difficult thing to take care of is before the age of two. They are afraid that he will not be able to walk steadily, and that it will be inconvenient for him to eat and drink, so an adult needs to be there to guide and teach him.

After the age of two or three, the child will be able to walk very steadily. If you are a parent, don't feed your children dangerous foods that may be blocked, such as beans. Basically, there will be no problem.

Lie back on the bed again, turned over, hugged the thin quilt and fell asleep at once...

When he woke up again, it was already an hour later.

The two extra hours of sleep made Yang Ruoqing clear-headed and refreshed, as if seeing everything was beautiful.

A series of brushing teeth, washing face, combing hair, changing clothes in a smooth manner, and then came to the kitchen in the backyard.

The kitchen was cleaned up, and Wang Cuilian was already preparing the noon dishes.

Yang Ruoqing leaned over and took a look, happy.

"Auntie, do you want to eat meat at noon?"

Yes, there is a piece of pork belly on the chopping board, the foreleg meat is four parts fat and six parts thin. It has a very good color and looks very fresh.

Wang Cuilian saw that Yang Ruoqing was coming, and a loving smile appeared on her face.

"Are you awake? How did you sleep?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Very good, very sober."

The smile on Wang Cuilian's face was even bigger, "That's good, I think your complexion is better, there was no water color at all before, but it's dry."

Dry?

Yang Ruoqing raised her hand subconsciously and rubbed her face, hehe, it's fleshy, it's not very dry!

However, if the aunt said dry, then dry.

Wang Cuilian put down the kitchen knife, washed the handles in a basin filled with clean water next to her, and lifted the lid of an earthen pot on the pot table next to the inner wall.

"Hey, come and take it with your own hands, I have meat oil in my hands." She instructed Yang Ruoqing again.

Yang Ruoqing hurried over, looked at it, and was amused, "Aunt, didn't I say that I don't eat in the morning, and eat together at noon, why did you leave breakfast for me?"

There is hot water in the earthen pot, and a few chopsticks are cleverly placed on top of the hot water to form a figure.

The women of the farmer's family have never studied mathematics, geometry and physics, and they don't know the structure of graphics and a balance point of force.

But in their family life for many years, some smart housewives figured out some very practical tips, and then passed them on from word to mouth, and it spread like that.

For example, the structure of the chopsticks on the surface of the hot water in the earthen jar is stable. A bowl is placed on it, which is stable and stable. It can keep warm and the bowl will not be tilted and spilled.

"What stupid things are you talking about? Don't talk too much a day, you have to eat three meals a day, or you won't be able to handle it." Wang Cuilian corrected Yang Ruoqing with a serious face.

"Besides, it's at least one or two hours before lunch. You don't feel uncomfortable because you don't have anything in your stomach? Hurry up and take a few bites to warm your stomach first."

Yang Ruoqing nodded happily, and brought out the bowl.

Inside the bowl was a bowl of porridge, with a shelled boiled egg soaked in the porridge, and a glutinous rice ball with black sesame and sweet-scented osmanthus the size of a fist.

"It's too stomach-warming." Yang Ruoqing said heartily, and sat down on the rolling stone at the door of the stove with a bowl in her hand to eat.

Wang Cuilian said: "There are also pickled cucumber sticks and spicy diced radish in the vegetable bowl cabinet, so you can take it yourself."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "This is enough, no more."

The bowl is basically sweet.

When Yang Ruoqing eats sweets, she doesn't like to serve them with pickles, it always feels weird to be sweet and salty.

Wang Cuilian didn't persuade them either, pickled vegetables are not a good thing, they are just for taste.

Wang Cuilian continued to cut the meat, and said to Yang Ruoqing while cutting, "This piece of pork belly was brought over by your aunt in the morning. She said that she killed a pig in the middle of the night yesterday, and specially sent two catties of pork belly and a piece of tenderloin."

"I cut the pork belly first, soaked some bamboo shoots in there earlier, how about making fried pork with bamboo shoots at noon?"

Hearing Wang Cuilian asking for her own opinion, Yang Ruoqing raised her head with a smile and said, "It's very good. I like fried pork with bamboo shoots. It would be even more delicious if there were pickled peppers."

In fact, Yang Ruoqing's desire for fried meat with bamboo shoots is not too great.

But she knows what auntie likes, especially the sour bamboo shoots.

Sure enough, Wang Cuilian's eyes lit up when she heard Yang Ruoqing's proposal.

"Wow, there are pickled peppers. I made a whole jar. That's fine. I'll grab a handful of pickled peppers later, fry them together, and then pat a few green and red peppers down to enhance the taste. It's hot and sour. How about it?" ?”

Yang Ruoqing nodded again and again, "Whether you have an appetite or a meal!"

Wang Cuilian smiled contentedly, "Qing'er, my mother and I have very similar appetites, and aunt likes everything you like."

Yang Ruoqing continued to purse her lips and smiled, and said, "It's not a family. If you don't enter a family, it's normal to have a close appetite."

(End of this chapter)