Erbai lowered his head and thought, feeling a little guilty. Qing He repeated and asked her to come over, but this time the tone was much better, not as hot as just now, and Erbai moved over slowly.

Seeing Qing He's face sinking like water, she gritted her teeth and raised her legs high, and was about to step out, but after thinking about it, she took it back a little, hesitated again, and finally put it down. As a result, this big step was only two inches away. Quietly raised his eyes and glanced at Qing He, and Erbai walked in front of Qing He with his eyes closed and dying.

This time, Qinghe didn't spare any energy, and twisted Erbai's ears, making the originally white pinna red.

Erbai didn't dare to be wronged, she knew that she had done something wrong, so she just put her ears up, and muttered "Qingqing again, it's so comfortable" rubbing back and forth, Qinghe was angry with her, slapped her side face with one hand, and couldn't help laughing: "Are you a cat or a puppy, don't get tired of rubbing around, hurry up and sit for me, don't make trouble, or I won't give you food tonight." ”

Erbai nodded heavily, she didn't dare, the meal was small, if Qingqing was really angry and ignored her, it would be really uncomfortable. She secretly glanced at Qing He, and found that she didn't have the ugly face just now, Erbai's pursed lips showed a slight curvature, and she sat obediently on the stool and didn't dare to move, her body was straight.

Qing He had just poured out the dough and wanted to throw it away. After all, she is a human duty, and she can't make noodles with the things that have been soiled by Erbai, but there is a bit of waste in the broth, so she just throws it away, and she still looks back at Erbai a little angrily, and finds that she looks at her like such a good student, but it makes her not angry. After thinking about it, he put the dough in a small basin and handed it to Erbai: "Well, you just knead this for fun, don't come to make trouble." ”

Qing He raised his head and looked at the sun outside, it was already midday, and the time was not early. If you don't get a little bit of help, you may not be able to catch up with the first wave of people who come back from work.

She poured flour again, poured the cold little soup that was not thick enough into the dough, beat it on the cutting board, kept shaking it in her hands, sprinkled flour, and then made one after another.

Erbai took the time to peek at Qinghe from time to time, while thinking obsessively, my Qingqing really looks the best. Even, even, Erbai thought of this and frowned and thought hard about who that person's name was, but she lost her memory, but she couldn't remember it, anyway, even that person was not as beautiful as her. She didn't worry about who that person was, but felt that she was not in a beautiful mood when she remembered her, so she immediately left it behind and stared at her Qingqing.

Qinghe's eyes were stinging, it turned out that beads of sweat were about to drip into his eyes, and his sleeves were stained with powder and it was difficult to wipe them, so he raised his voice to call Erbai. Erbai was paying attention to this place all the time, and immediately took two steps over when he heard it.

"You wipe my head for me." Erbai stared at his white hand that was also kneading dough, thought about it, lifted the clothes on his arm, and stood on tiptoe to wipe Qinghe's sweat. Because Erbai is a little taller than Qinghe, it is easy to wipe it by tiptoeing a little.

Seeing Erbai raising his face and begging for praise, Qinghe smiled again: "Erbai, thank you, you can go play." ”

After the noodles were pulled up, the pig ears, eggs, pig water, duck meat, etc. were slowly marinated in the brine, and after tasting the soup that had been boiled for more than an hour, I was finally relieved.

Qinghe was curious about what Erbai was playing so intrigued, and when he looked at it, he couldn't help laughing. It turned out that Erbai was kneading the dough, but his hands were not clever enough, and he was strangely shaped, and he couldn't see the reason at all. Qinghe was tickled by her and wanted to try it too.

"Oh, you're so stupid, let me teach you." Qing He pinched a fist-sized ball of dough with great interest, weighed the weight, and then smiled at Erbai, and said, "It's okay." As soon as she said this, Erbai immediately stared at her fingers very seriously.

Qing He's fingers were white and slender, and her movements were flexible, and the yellowish dough quickly appeared in a shape after a few pinching under her hand, which looked like the shape of a tiger. She carved some details with a small knife, and the black lines of the tiger were painted with sauce, and the weather was cold and dry, and it quickly hardened. She put the little tiger with its tail in Erbai's hand, with a sly expression.

"Come, I'll teach you." So he pinched a ball of noodles in his hand and taught Erbai hand in hand.

Erbai was clumsy and couldn't pinch it out, Qinghe stood behind Erbai and almost taught her in a posture of hugging Erbai. But her height was a little lower than Erbai's, blocking her vision, so her head was resting on Erbai's shoulder and poked out of her neck, commanding while talking.

"Oh, you're a little weaker, and your tail is broken."

"Idiot, your stomach is pinched and dented!"

"The sauce is crooked, it's so ugly......"

When the tiger cooperated by the two was completed, Qing He lifted it up and looked at it, with a crying and laughing look on his face.

The little tiger's tail was so thick that it couldn't bend and at all, but could only cling to its body. Originally, the yellow skin was the mainstay, with a little black lines, but because the two white hands shook and painted crookedly just now, they had to add a lot.

Qinghe handed it to Erbai, raised her eyes, and found that the other party was staring at her intently, she was puzzled, turned her head to take a picture of the water in the water tank, and found that she was not dirty, and asked strangely: "What are you looking at?" ”

Erbai took it, touched the tiger's back, and said before turning around: "It's so beautiful." I don't understand this, of course Qinghe is a tiger who praises them, humming while washing his hands, if you listen carefully, you can still hear such a sentence.

"That's right, I can do a bad job."

Erbai secretly thought, Qingqing is so powerful, the tiger he made is majestic and good-looking, and he is happy when he looks at himself. The tigers I made are also beautiful.

There was a long queue at the door that day, and I craned my neck to look at the kitchen. Many people passing by were curious, and they also stopped and asked.

A middle-aged man holding a four- or five-year-old child in his hand looked at each other twice, and said curiously: "You don't know? The proprietress was in a good mood today, showed a few hands, and pinched more than a dozen small animals with sugar noodles. ”

"How much does it cost? Look at the pleasing, I'll have one, too. Hearing this, the man waved his face, ignored him, and teased his child babbling and laughing.

The smile next to him said: "Don't need money, the proprietress said that you can give one if you buy more than 30 wen at a time, and I will get it until it is finished." After speaking, with a happy face, he showed off the puppy made of oily flour and honey in his hand, turned around and swaggered away.

On this day, when I saw acquaintances on the road, I asked "Did I grab it", and I was beaming with joy when I got it, and I was depressed and didn't hold a knife, and I secretly said that my luck was not good.

Occasionally, the cake flour made a candy man, and the business was very good, and when he went home at night, Qinghe sat under the lamp and picked out the oil wick, counting the money and smiling.

It's really thanks to Erbai, Qinghe finished counting the money, and when he saw that Erbai hadn't had time to speak, Erbai hugged him with a bear, his head was rubbing, and he couldn't hear what he said nonsense.

Qingyang poked his head out, and when he saw this, he immediately put on his shoes and ran out when he was angry, and he was about to pull Erbai away. Qinghe followed their movements, and felt that this home was really much more lively.

I can't help but feel relieved in my eyes.