Qing He chased out to take a look, the backs of the two people had already entered the house, she had to slowly clean up the stove by herself, and awkwardly mixed the yam radish with her left hand to stew the tube bone broth out, the clear radish and the yam looming under the soup, and the fat and thin meat corners left on the bones, smelled extraordinarily delicious, not much worse than those dishes made of pure meat.

But she didn't have her hands, she hesitated for a long time, Qinghe went out and planned to call someone to come, as soon as the door opened, the cold wind blew in, she shivered, and her hands shrank behind her back.

"Qingqing, why don't you eat it?"

After Erbai finished speaking, he scratched his head.

Because of running around, her hair fell out a lot, and when she saw the pot of soup on Qinghe's left, her eyes lit up, and she pointed to the soup in disbelief, "This is a bone?" ”

"Yes."

"That bare bare bone...... Soup? ”

Looking at Erbai's stunned and incredulous face, Qing He chuckled and pulled his hair, "Idiot, bones are a good thing, I will let you see and understand in the future." ”

"Let's go, Yangyang should be in a hurry."

"Uh-huh."

"Wow, sister, I didn't have a holiday today, why are there so many dishes?" Qingyang held a spoon in his left hand and chopsticks in his right hand, looked left and right, and didn't know whether to drink soup or eat meatballs first, both of them were too fragrant, and asked his sister with a pout.

"Little bastard, you still have to pick and choose what you eat, your sister is in a good mood today, and she doesn't have to cook by herself, she can do more when she is happy." Qinghe said and patted Erbai, "You have to thank Erbai, she did all this." ”

Qingyang chewed a glutinous rice ball in his mouth, this ball was glutinous and fragrant, slightly with meat oil, soft and delicious, he was eating vigorously, and when he heard this, he was shocked to finish chewing it and stuck it in his throat, coughing darkly, and his face was red.

"Ahem, ahem—"

"Slow down, don't choke." Qinghe smoothed Qingyang with his left hand, and Erbai was very clever and spooned half a bowl of soup and handed it over. Qingyang took a few sips to get better, and said "thank you" awkwardly, his eyes were still fluttering, and he looked up.

Qinghe couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help but secretly say in his heart: This kid is really awkward and cute.

Seeing that everyone was eating with relish, Qinghe picked up the spoon and drank the soup a little uncomfortably, looked down at his arm with a splint, and glared at the right hand: Hand, hand, when will you recover? Without you, I really have nothing to do. Today I realized that you have such a big role.

One was not paying attention, and the spoon in his hand was taken.

Qinghe turned his face sideways to look and found that Erbai was holding a spoon and refused to return her, "Eat your food quickly, don't make a mess." ”

Erbai sat on Qinghe's left, so when Qinghe looked at her sideways, the reddish scar on the left side of his face was very obvious on his fair face. Erbai didn't speak, stared at it for a while, quickly retracted his gaze, raised his hand high, and smiled with a smile on his face, "Don't give it, I'll feed you Qingqing." ”

"Hey, that Erbai, why are you bullying my sister, be careful of me, I'm ......" Qingyang actually wanted to say, 'Be careful that I beat you', but in his mind, he kept remembering that his master had said, 'Be a man with a moderate demeanor', and the words were blocked in his throat and couldn't be spoken.

Angry with himself, he felt useless, stamped his foot in hatred, and stood up to grab the spoon.

"Give it to me! Give me! Give me the spoon! ”

Erbai stood up, took the spoon in her hand and took it in front of Qingyang very badly, but her eyesight was good and her hands were fast, Qingyang still couldn't get it with a flushed face, she was having fun, she was slapped on her buttocks, she subconsciously covered her buttocks and shouted.

"Mother, don't fight!"

After speaking, he covered his ass and was stunned in his seat.

Qingyang: ??

Qinghe: ......

"You still haven't eaten?"

Qing He's face was indifferent, as if he hadn't heard anything, and beckoned the two of them to go back to their seats for dinner.

Qingyang looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, and he still didn't know what to say when he opened his mouth several times, so he sat back obediently and picked up chopsticks to eat.

"Qingqing, I'll feed you." Qinghe nodded, but Erbai lost the excitement and joy just now, and always felt that there was something in his heart, heavy, churning in his head, but he could think about it carefully and be messy.

The three of them had their own hearts, the meal began with jubilation, and the more dull and boring it became after eating, Qingyang quietly turned his head to look at Erbai, and found that her face was tense, and she was very serious about feeding her sister one bite at a time.

"Yangyang-"

Qingyang peeked and heard someone calling him, he was so frightened that his chopsticks fell to the ground. He opened his mouth, "Sister, what are you doing?" ”

"You go to the cellar at the back of the kitchen and take out the wine I put last year, be careful, don't break it, if you think it's heavy, call Erbai to help you."

Qingyang answered and ran out quickly.

"Erbai, do you know how to drink?" She stopped the spoonful of soup handed over by Erbai with her left hand and signaled that she would not eat it.

Erbai shook his head, "I don't know. ”

"We'll find out later."

Not long after, Qingyang came back with a jar of wine, uncovered the red cloth stuffed on it, and a strong aroma of wine permeated the whole room, just smelling the rippling sweet fragrance was a little drunk.

Qinghe took a bowl of sake poured out, and took a small sip, although it is not as good as those famous wines that are complicated to make zuò, but it has a unique Jiangnan style, with a little sweet, and a little sour, so nostalgic taste.

"This is called Jiang rice wine, and the people in the north here are also called sweet wine, but it's a pity that you don't think it's strong enough, the wine is mild and soft, and there are not many people who like it, but it's a pity that people in the south of us like this, Erbai, you try it, this is the rice wine I made last year, and I just remember it today."

Erbai would never refuse what Qing He handed her, she took a sip with anticipation, looking at Qing He's eyes, she frowned slightly and nodded, "It's delicious, Qingqing, you are so good." ”

When Qing He heard this, she drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, her snow-white cheeks flew red, and her voice was pretty and soft, with the softness of a southern woman, and a little proud, "That's, this is made by my proprietress Xu Ji, can it be delicious." ”

"Sister, you're drunk."

Qingyang stood by the wine jar and looked at Qinghe with a little worry.

My sister drinks lightly, she gets drunk every time she drinks two or three bowls, and her face is pale with a headache the next day, and she doesn't know how to restrain herself. He was anxious, but it was not easy to stop him directly, after all, his sister hadn't been so happy for a long time.

"Come on, come on, it's too boring to drink just by drinking, Sister Yangyang allows you to drink a bowl of wine today, let's guess the riddle!"

Qing He drank all the wine in the bowl again, put it on the table heroically, didn't care about the bang, directly brushed the wine on the side of his mouth with his sleeve, stood up and paced a few big steps, "There is!" ”

I saw that her face was like a red glow, her hair was messy, and her eyes were bright and extremely excited, "Erbai, listen!" ”

"The linen clothes are in white jackets, and the red shirt is wrapped around the body. Fat and fat, and contribute to the construction of the country. Qinghe clapped his hands and pointed at Erbai and asked her to guess, Qingyang on the side knew the answer to the mystery as soon as he heard it, thinking that his sister was too cheating, and this mystery was too simple.

So I was ready to answer.

It's a pity that this riddle is out to Erbai, Qinghe made a stop gesture, "Yangyang, don't speak, it's not your turn yet." ”

So Qingyang had no choice but to look at Erbai very unwillingly...... Out of the way!

I saw Erbai scratching his ears and scratching his cheeks, walking around anxiously, looking at Qinghe on the left, Qingyang on the right, and squeezing his eyebrows at Qinghe and wanting her to give her some hints, Qinghe couldn't, beckoned Erbai to come over, and knocked on her head melon seeds, "What do you like to eat on weekdays, it tastes fragrant and ......."

"Peanuts!"

Before Qinghe finished speaking, Erbai immediately shouted loudly, and Qingyang on the side looked at her with a grimace and laughed at her, "It's so simple, I still need my sister to remind me." ”

"Punish for drinking." After saying that, Qing He gave his younger brother a look, and Qingyang jumped out of his seat and poured three bowls of wine in a row.

Qinghe's original intention was to drink a bowl is enough, who knows that Qingyang thought: Sister, you didn't say the number, then I will understand it myself.

Erbai didn't shirk it, he was very bold and took a bowl of it, wiped his mouth and continued.

For her, this bowl of wine is like water, no, it is sugar water, with a sweet taste, but unfortunately it has no wine strength at all.

Qinghe gave her two questions one after another, but unfortunately she just didn't guess it, and Qinghe was also thirsty, so she poured a bowl of wine and used it as water to quench her thirst, "It's Yangyang's turn." ”

"There is soil to grow crops, there is water to raise fish and shrimp, there are people who are not you and me, and there are horses that travel all over the world."

"Also!"

Almost as soon as Qinghe finished speaking, Qingyang continued to answer, "Sister, I played this anagram of yours a few days ago, it's too simple." ”

"Two forms are one, four branches and eight heads. Forty-eight and one-eight, the flying spring flows upward. ”

Qing He thought about it with his chin, said this anagram, and saw his younger brother frowning and thinking, proudly tugging at Erbai's sleeves, and whispering in her ear: "Let me dissipate this kid's arrogance." After speaking, he supported his waist and smiled, Erbai secretly looked at Qinghe who was close at hand, she was slightly fragrant with wine, her cheeks were red like fire, her eyes were shining in the light, and Erbai couldn't help but feel a wave in her heart.

Qingqing, it's so beautiful.

"Well—"

Qingyang jumped up in a hurry, and replied excitedly, Qinghe made a more powerful gesture, lifted the bowl and took a sip, "Yangyang is so good, my sister is proud of you." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he collapsed.

Fortunately, Erbai's eyes were fast, and he quickly reached out and hugged Qinghe.

"Sister-"

Qingyang closed his eyes in fright, and when he came back to his senses, a gust of wind with the smell of wine floated by, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Erbai's back and his sister's very disobedient right hand, stretched straight out from Erbai's shoulder.

Finally cleaned up the outside, Erbai rushed back to the house, propped his hands and turned his head to watch Qinghe sleep.

"Hot ...... It's so hot......"

Qing He couldn't sleep steadily, his hand kept pulling his neckline, and Erbai, who was guarding for fear that Qing He would press his right hand, saw the white and greasy skin in the blue-gray cotton clothes, and couldn't help swallowing his saliva and quietly blushed.

In the second half of the night, when Qinghe slept soundly, she lifted the quilt, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Unfortunately, she was awakened by the noise at the door early in the morning.

glanced at Qinghe, whose cheeks were slightly ruddy, sleeping soundly, Erbai quickly got out of bed and put on his clothes and went out.

She wanted to see who was arguing like this at their doorstep.