Pastoral elegance: the shocking little peasant girl

Chapter 123

"Yeah." Tian Xiaohe responded with a nod and a smile, and pulled Qianxiaodou, "You play with Qiqi, and my sister cooks delicious food."

Qian Xiaodou grinned, and happily ran to the fish basin, staring at the fish that hadn't yet become a delicacy.

"Puff~"

The fish in the water didn't know whether they were frightened, or they knew what Qian Xiaodou was thinking. They flicked their tails violently, splashing mercury, as if they wanted to scare the two children away.

Tian Xiaohe smiled knowingly, took out the salt and started to marinate fish and shrimp.Although it is not very delicious when salted, it can be stored for a long time after drying.

Besides, there are no vegetable greenhouses in this world. In Qian Xiaohe's memory, what he eats in winter is black pancakes and drinks fresh soup made from grass roots and tree bark.

As for the dried bean sprouts that come out in the summer, she has only seen them before, but she has never eaten them. That kind of delicious food has basically entered the stomachs of grandma, grandpa, uncle, third uncle, and cousins. Can't eat it at all.

Therefore, Tian Xiaohe is very glad that she doesn't have to live with the best family now, and she can eat these pickled fish and shrimps in winter, or she should take some time to order some bacon, so as not to go out in the cold in winter, and when she wants to eat Can't even eat it.

Wang Xiaojun said a few words in the house, then came out and started to light the fire to steam the custard, preparing to feed his one-year-old son first.

After everything was ready, she picked up the fish with scissors, scraped the scales, dissected the belly and cleaned it. After thinking about it, she also removed the gills, so that the three children would not be stuck while eating, and there would be mud in the gills of the fish. Sha, biting his teeth and annoyed.

When she finished cleaning up the fish, the egg custard and pancakes in the pot were also cooked, and then she brought out two bowls and said hello, "Qiqi, come and eat."

Little Baozi Qiqi looked up at the bowl in his mother's hand cutely, walked happily on his calf, walked a few steps with a "puff puff puff", then suddenly turned back, pulled Qianxiaodou, and called out Said: "Doudou, brother, custard, eat."

Qiqi just felt that there were two bowls in her mother's hand, one was her own, and the other - probably brother Qian Xiaodou.

However, what he said made Wang Xiaojun feel embarrassed. Usually, she only steamed one bowl for her son, and the extra bowl she steamed today was not for Qian Xiaodou, but for the sick Qian Maimai. of.

"Qiqi, go eat by yourself. My brother has grown up, so he doesn't need to eat egg custard anymore."

Qian Xiaodou subconsciously refused, and touched Qiqi's soft hair like a little adult, looked away from the bowl reluctantly, swallowed a big mouthful of saliva, and patted his chest, "See? As long as Qiqi eats a lot, he will soon be as tall as my brother."

In fact, he really wanted to eat it, but there were only two bowls of egg custard, so he still didn't want to eat it. Besides, as long as he waited a little longer, his sister would make fish and eat it. At this time, he should endure the desire to eat.

Desire + desire?What is desire + desire?
Qian Xiaodou looked at Tian Xiaohe as if asking for help, and said understandingly: "Sister, let me help you light the fire."

Wang Xiaojun's embarrassment was relieved, the smile on his face widened slightly, and he said, "Xiaodou, you come to eat with Qiqi, and my aunt will send this bowl to your sister's house."

Qian Xiaodou was taken aback for a moment, his heart was filled with joy, he nodded happily, and led the little bun to eat.

Tian Xiaohe glanced at the custard, then glanced at Qian Xiaodou's reaction, and thought: After building a new house, you can raise a few hens at home and lay eggs, but there is still a broken rule of keeping filial piety, within three years You can't keep poultry and livestock at home, it's really fucking embarrassing.

(End of this chapter)