After the lunch break, Xiaoxi and Zhao Juan also joined them with a saw and sickle.

"Eh, let's take a breath and have a bowl of mung bean soup. Yes...... Not to mention, Xiaoxi's idea is still strange. Zhao Yunqing drank a bowl of cold mung bean soup, and his whole body was comfortable.

After eating at noon, Xiaoxi encouraged Zhao Juan to cook a pot of mung bean soup. Zhao Juan disagreed, saying that the weather is so hot now, even if the mung bean soup is cooled in the well, it will be warmed up after being brought to the field for a while, it is better to boil water in the kettle, saving that time.

In the end, I couldn't grind the creek and cooked a pot of mung bean soup.

Put the mung bean soup in a plastic bucket, cover it and carry it to the field. In that pool in the field of the brook's house.

Two fields, adjacent to each other, are also convenient.

The water in the pool is covered by tree branches, and it can't get the sun all day long, so it's cold, just used to ice mung bean soup.

Xiaoxi washed her hands and scooped half a bowl of mung bean soup to drink, she didn't dare to eat more cold now.

Looking at his progress, Xiaoxi was a little embarrassed. Hey, why did the spiritual sense she had spent so much effort cultivating only work in space? If it worked outside, she would have to take it all in one go, and she would have to work hard under the sun?

However, if her spiritual sense can really be used outside, it is estimated that she will not dare, and it will not scare people to death.

Imagine that with a wave of her own mental power, these rice grains will automatically peel off and turn into white rice, and then fly into her pocket. It's beautiful to think about this scene, and the brook accidentally laughed out loud.

"Xiaoxi, what are you doing? What's so funny, why don't you hurry up and finish your drink and come to work. Old Man Chen was closer to the creek, so he heard her laughter. Thankfully, it wasn't loud and the others didn't hear it.

Xiaoxi came to his senses, drank the mung bean soup in the bowl in one go, scooped up the water, washed it and put it away, and then took the saw and sickle and began to cut the grain again.

Tomorrow is the threshing of the brook's house. After cutting the grain of Zhao Yunqing's house, seeing that it was still early, they must have been busy, so they did not go to the threshing machine to help, but went to the field of Old Man Chen's house to cut the grain.

At six o'clock, Zhao Yunqing called Zhao Juan and Xiaoxi to go back to cook.

Dinner is simple, just cook a large pot of porridge and heat up the leftovers from noon.

At night, the TV was turned off, lying in bed, and the family chatted in the dark.

"Xiaoxi, you can learn more from Xiaojuan tomorrow. Women's family, if you don't know how to cook, when you talk about your mother-in-law (the meaning of your mother-in-law) in the future, people will dislike you. "I think that my granddaughter is so old and can't cook, this is not good, I have to practice more.

Xiaoxi rolled her eyes speechlessly when she heard this, how old she was now, and she thought of what would happen more than ten years later.

"Xiaoxi, did you hear it?" Not hearing Xiaoxi's answer, Old Man Chen couldn't help but raise his voice, "Xiaoxi?

I wanted to pretend to be asleep and ignore it, but when I heard Old Man Chen's posture that she wouldn't give up if she didn't agree to him, Xiaoxi pretended to be dozing off, and said in a buzzing voice: "Well, I know, I'm sleeping, I'm sleeping, I'm sleeping." ”

Then he rolled over and pulled over the quilt to cover his stomach. I was pretending to be asleep, but I fell asleep within two minutes.

Old Man Chen listened carefully to the sound of long breathing, and indeed fell asleep, and ended tonight's sleeper meeting very simply. He pulled the quilt and said to the other two, "Go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow." ”

Still like yesterday morning, Xiaoxi slept early and got up. After eating with Zhao Juan, I started to get busy.

She had already thought of the menu yesterday.

"Xiaoxi, shall I go back and turn over the grain?" Zhao Juan glanced at the sun hanging high outside, threw the green beans in her hand, and said to the creek opposite.

"Oh, there you go. ”

In the morning, before Zhao Yunqing and the others left, they dried the millet stall that they had recovered yesterday in the courtyard dam, and they needed to turn it over from time to time.

Put the rice on the pot, and the two of them began to stir-fry.

Add half a pot of water to the innermost pot and boil, put the steamer, put two plates of sausages, two plates of sliced bacon, and a pot of diced Luo Guihua's pickled and dried bacon into the steamer basket and cover the lid.

Lighting the pot outside, Zhao Juan stood by the stove and looked at the stream standing in front of the stove, and said worriedly: "Xiaoxi, you really don't need me to come?"

"No, I'll do it. "Although she has little practical experience, she has a foundation, and she has seen it many times next to Luo Guihua, so she still knows how to get it.

Looking at the stream waving a spatula in front of the stove, which was quite presentable, Zhao Juan was a lot relieved, so she sat down and burned the pot intently.

"Bang ......"

"Ah......h She thought that when she poured the fungus just now, she accidentally splashed water into the oil, so she didn't take it seriously and continued to stir-fry.

"Ah...... What's going on?" Suddenly, a fungus jumped up from the pot and touched Xiaoxi's hand, and she threw the spatula at the hot place, and jumped to her feet while covering the hot place.

At this time, the fungus in the pot scrambled to jump out of the iron pot, and some even jumped in front of Zhao Juan, so frightened that she hurriedly got up and ran out.

At this time, the fungus in the pot was almost like popcorn, and it was fried everywhere.

It can't go on like this, otherwise this pot will be wasted. Xiaoxi took the lid of the pot and put it in front of him, and carefully picked up the spatula again and stir-fried the fungus in the pot. Add the seasoning and quickly remove it from the pan.

After all the fungus in the pot was out of the pot, Xiaoxi breathed a sigh of relief. "Ah...... Scared the hell out of me. "The fried meat with fungus is so delicious, I didn't expect the process to be so painful. Xiaoxi covered his right hand, which had been burned in several places, and wanted to cry without tears.

Zhao Juan also sat back in front of the stove and continued to boil the pot.

After that, nothing like the heart-wrenching thing just now happened, and it was fine until the end.

There was still one last dish left, Xiaoxi asked Zhao Juan to put out the fire, and that dish should be eaten while it was hot, and it would be made when they all came back.

The fire was extinguished, and the two sat at a table in the middle of the street.

"Eh, Xiaoxi, I learned a trick from you today. ”

"What have you learned?"

"It turns out that the dried green beans are fried in oil first, and I thought they were fried directly. ”

"I also learned this from my mother, and I fried it in oil, so that it cooks quickly and is not easy to burn. ”

"Oh~"

"Hey~ I really scared me when I fried the fungus today, it turned out that the fungus was going to explode when it was fried?"

"It's the first time I've seen it, and it scared me to death. Your hand is okay, right?" Zhao Juan looked at Xiaoxi's right hand worriedly.

Xiaoxi palpitated and touched her right hand, which was still a little sore. "It's fine, I rubbed aloe vera, and it doesn't hurt that much. ”

"That's good. ”