Yang Wenqing passed on the skill of grilling fish at that time, but it was just a momentary kindness, and he didn't want to pass through the time to bear today's good results, and it was really a good reward. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Mother... Hurry up and get the spoon! In the center of the door, a delicate girl in gray with steamed buns shouted at Yang Wenqing, Wang Sanniang smiled embarrassedly, "My lord, Sanniang will go to work first, do you want to go and sit in front of the hall first?" ”

"Go, go, go." Yang Wenqing waved his hand and said with a smile.

Yang Wenqing didn't go in as he said, and stood there with the little boy and watched Wang Sanniang and the two female babies make porridge and steamed buns, until a quarter of an hour later, the crowd dispersed, Wang Sanniang dropped the spoon and hurriedly came over to welcome Yang Wenqing and the little boy into the door.

Originally, Wang Sanniang also greeted Stammering Five, but Stammering Five said that he would not enter, so many homeless people, if he accidentally lost the black beans, it would be difficult to explain to Brother Qingliu when he went back, anyway, he was still good at guarding the door.

Yang Wenqing and the two were taken directly to the wooden pavilion in the backyard by Wang Sanniang, there is a wooden pavilion in the center of the backyard of hundreds of square meters, and there are peach blossoms planted on the edge of the pavilion.

Taking advantage of Wang Sanniang's time to make tea, Yang Wenqing finally remembered the boy who followed her all the way, obviously the boy didn't see the vegetables before the table, and ran over when he saw the green green onion early, and squatted there with great spirit to look left and right, and the small appearance was full of curiosity about new things.

Yang Wenqing was interested and greeted her, just as the little boy accidentally broke the tender green onion leaves, looking at her with a tangled and scared face, she smiled and said, "Have you eaten the shallots mixed with tofu?" ”

The little boy didn't speak, first confused, and then nodded slightly, but there was still a trace of fear on his face, obviously breaking the green onion leaves, probably afraid of the owner's blame.

"Don't be afraid. The green onion leaves are tender and can be broken easily, so we will make it clear to the hosts later, they won't blame us. Yang Wenqing picked up the green onion leaf that he broke on the ground and stretched it out, "You smell it, is the harsh smell of green onions?" ”

Yang Wenqing didn't know, because a little boy with the word "we" opened his heart to her, he laughed, smelled the green onion leaves stretched out in front of him before nodding heavily, it was the smell of green onions!

"Little master likes this green onion, right? That's a good feeling, I'll give you a handful of it back, home-grown, mixed with tofu is the most fragrant. Wang Sanniang made tea in the lobby and brought it back, and there was a plate of sugar-fried peanuts and mung bean cake on the tray.

Just now Yang Wenqing mentioned shallots mixed with tofu, and now Wang Sanniang mentioned it again, the two who knew the inside story looked at each other and smiled, Wang Sanniang didn't know, and thought it was because they liked the shallots they planted.

Yang Wenqing pulled the little boy back to the wooden pavilion, and was about to take out a handkerchief to wipe his hands, Wang Sanniang shouted to the front hall, and a woman in green clothes brought a basin of water to wash the little guy's hands before retreating, not even raising her head during the whole process, and her ears were red, which showed that she was ashamed.

"Sanniang, last time you showed your hand in the yali, the taste is endless, no, I just came looking for the taste, you will bring the marinade stuffed honey balls, and the other two dishes you take, come to the clear soup, I'm tired of you, don't worry, I will give you the price of this meal, how about it?" Yang Wenqing took a shallow taste of the coarse tea poured by Wang Sanniang and looked at each other with a smile.

"Look at what you said, adults can come to Sanniang to eat, Sanniang is desperate, how can I collect your money?" Wang Sanniang smiled and waved her hand, very disapproving, just as the little guy's stomach made a gurgling sound again, she was embarrassed and said, "Look at the little boy is hungry, it's really Sanniang's sin, the little boy uses the pastries first, and the meal will be ready immediately." With that, he walked away in a hurry.

"Hehe, you can't hold your stomach, if you don't feed it when it's hungry, it won't help to tighten the belt of your pants and hold on tight." Yang Wenqing looked at the little guy who was clutching his little belly and purring with a smile, and took a piece of mung bean cake to him, "Eat, I'll eat right away, just eat a piece of this pastry, I won't be able to eat it later if I eat too much." “

The little guy is very well-behaved, Yang Wenqing said to eat a piece, he really only eats a piece, obviously he is small, but the action is extremely elegant, and the upright sitting posture knows that the family style is good and the education is not bad.

"Isn't it delicious?" Yang Wenqing saw that he finished eating the pastry, pushed the tea bowl, and asked him to take a sip of tea to relieve the greasy taste, the little guy took a sip of tea first, then nodded slowly, and then shook his head again, looking at her with wide eyes.

"You're nodding and shaking your head, is it delicious or not?" Yang Wenqing raised his eyebrows, picked up a piece of mung bean cake and took a bite, it was square, the color was green, and the taste was average, but with the sweet and bitter tea, the taste was indeed worth savoring.

Xiaowa first pointed to the teapot, dipped her little hand in some tea and wrote the word "good" on the wooden table, then pointed to the mung bean cake, and then wrote the word "rough", and then looked at Yang Wenqing with a blank eye, and the small appearance made people can't help but want to pity at a glance.

The two of them were discussing the issue of pastries and tea, but the kitchen in front of them was busy because they were busy.

"A-Niang, you have to kill this only old hen, didn't you say that it was used to make up for the little brother?" The girl who spoke was dressed in a gray coarse dress, and her round face was even fuller, as cute as the white and fat steamed buns.

She was using a kitchen knife to disembowelment the chicken that had been removed from the hair, and there was a girl squatting next to her who was exactly the same as her holding a bowl, but she was two points thinner than her, and a woman in green clothes was burning the fire under the kitchen, her head was lowered and only a pair of red ears were exposed, and she didn't know if she was listening.

Wang Sanniang scooped up the last balls and put them on the plate, and then put the oil back into the oil porcelain jar one by one, without looking back, talking distractedly.

"It's just an old hen, I'll eat it, and I'll buy one and come back tomorrow."

"A-Niang speaks so easily, we have been raising this old hen for three years, and we are not willing to give it up when it is the most difficult, and I specially bought ginseng to come back some time ago. . . ." The girl with the bowl finally couldn't help but say a word, and when she saw Wang Sanniang stop filling the oil and turn around to stare at her, she spit out her tongue playfully, lowered her head and smiled.

"Eldest sister, why don't you speak? You took care of this old hen. The gray girl didn't look back, and her subordinates moved fluently, and took out the entrails from the hen's belly and put them in the bowl that stretched out beside her.