Hua Jiao didn't expect that his own mind moved, and the names of the brothers of the elder generation of the family corresponded to the boxing techniques in the pictogram boxing one by one, and he actually came to the conclusion that he might just unconsciously use the name of the object, but it induced a personality tendency. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I was immediately interested.

Her eyes slipped to the little boys of the little characters again, and suddenly she thought of herself, frowning slightly, she had never thought about this serious question.

And the fragrant leaves beside the peppercorn, who were counting the animals with his fingers, watched the pepper talk and went away, and then laughed inexplicably, leaned over and looked at her gaze a few times, but he couldn't figure it out.

Seeing her stunned again, she didn't feel very surprised, she was already a little used to such peppercorns, and the little adult sighed and turned her head.

Hua Jiao, who came back to her senses, looked at the fragrant leaves with a wrinkled bun face, her eyebrows and eyes were bent with a smile, she leaned over and took a sip on her cheek, rested her round chin on her shoulder, and tilted her head to ask her: "Fourth sister, why am I called Hua Jiao!" ”

"Huh?" Xiangye stared at the round eyes, his face was dazed, the bun face was ironed out instantly, and he tried to turn his head to look at the pepper, the little face was not wrinkled, and the beautiful little brows gradually wrinkled into a ball, I don't know how the pepper could ask such a question.

But in the blink of an eye, he put the doubt behind him, straightened his arm and patted the shoulder of Huajiao, and told her with a straight face: "You are called Huajiao!" ”

He also compared the length of the brush and told her: "When you were so old, you were called peppercorns, and they were the fragrant peppercorns that sneezed." As he spoke, he said to her proudly: "We are all fragrant, you are the fruit of fragrant fragrance, and I am the leaf of fragrant fragrance." ”

Seeing Hua Jiao glaring at his hand again, tilting his head, thinking that Hua Jiao didn't understand, he stretched out his hand to scratch Hua Jiao's double chin, and asked her again: "Do you recognize Hua Jiao?" ”

This time it was the turn of peppercorns, and she didn't know whether she should recognize it or not.

Xiangye looked at it and thought about it, she had already stood up, and dragged her up with one hand, and she didn't know where she got such a lot of strength, holding the little hand of peppercorns, and nodding at her: "It's okay if you don't know, go, my sister will take you to the kitchen to get to know, okay?" ”

Huajiao couldn't help laughing out loud, and was about to appease her Ming'er to see it again, fennel, who had taken care of her brothers and sisters, put down the tea tray, and when she turned around, she saw the two of them holding hands and going out, and said casually: "Where are you going?" ”

Baya told Fennel, "I took Pepper to the kitchen to get to know Pepper." Nodding again: "And me and my sisters." ”

Fennel looked at the two of them, but she couldn't react for a while, and she was confused: "Know peppercorns?" He laughed as he spoke: "Why don't I understand!" ”

Xiangye tilted his head, feeling that it really didn't seem to be right, so he shook his head, nodded, and went to look at the peppercorns again.

The pepper was already laughing so much that tears were about to come out, and the little hand holding the bayant leaf kept shaking: "It's not me, the fourth sister is going to take me to see the pepper of the condiment." ”

Fennel reacted at this time, couldn't cry or laugh, and reached out and pinched the cheeks of the two of them.

Lilac, who turned her head when she heard Fennel's question, also rubbed the cheeks of the two, and then curled her fingers to flick the round noses of the two, and said with a wicked smile: "The two ghosts are clever, what are you thinking about!" ”

Sichuan pepper and bay leaf both laughed.

When lying in the soft quilt at night, Sichuan Jiao turned over, tilted his head and lay on the pillow and shouted "sister".

Fennel, who was habitually patting the back of the pepper to coax her to sleep, touched the quilt and tucked her neck: "How can the pepper sleep on her stomach, but she will leave saliva!" ”

Huajiao grinned, rubbed the back of Fennel's hand with her little face, shouted "sister" again, and asked, "Does sister like her name?" ”

Fennel suddenly realized, and poked the corner of the pepper's mouth with her backhand because she was pressing half of her cheek: "You and your fourth sister were talking about their names before!" ”

Sichuan pepper put Fennel's hand on his cheek, nodded heavily, and told Fennel with a smile, "The fourth sister said that I am Xiangxiang's fruit, and she is Xiangxiang's leaf." ”

Fennel laughed: "We are all fragrant fruits and leaves." ”

Hua Jiao also smiled: "Then our name was chosen by our grandmother?" Grandmother loved fragrant fruits, fragrant leaves. ”

This is the guess of the peppercorns.

Before that, she never seemed to pay attention to her name. It seems that as Xiangye said, since she was born with a memory, she began to be called "pepper".

She responded to what everyone called, and never thought of getting to the bottom of it.

Now that this thought suddenly came to mind, the first thing that came to mind was Qin Lao Niang.

Although the old man's diet is light, he likes to use all kinds of spices. The top floor of the bamboo cupboard in the kitchen is filled with bottles and jars of various spices, and it is joyful to look at.

"yes!" Fennel stroked the finely chopped hair of peppercorns: "Grandmother likes spices very much, saying that spices can be used to flavor dishes and medicines to keep you safe." Then he told her, "I like it too, I like the smell of spices, and I like my name." ”

Hua Jiao sniffed his nose and said, "I also like my name, but it tastes weird." He laughed again: "But I like it when I cook meat!" ”

Although the layers of bottles and jars of spices in the cupboard looked joyful and lively, just like her name, but the spices overlapped together, and the smell, as soon as you opened the cupboard door, it was like walking into a spice shop, which was really forgetful.

However, under Qin Lao Niang's hands, it was always just right.

Fennel laughed too.

Spices are like that, those who like them will like it, and those who don't like it will also dislike it.

However, each spice has its own unique and irreplaceable aroma and charm.

It's like sweet and mild dill, sweet and warm fennel, spicy and rich cloves, sweet and gentle bay leaves, and ...... Sichuan peppercorns that go straight to the door of the brain.

What's more, most spices are not available on their own.

If there is no spice for the main base tone, no spice for making up for perfection, no spice for neutralizing and inhibiting, and no spice for auxiliary main fragrance, it cannot be regarded as perfection.

As my grandmother said, although it is just cooking, it is also the same as traditional Chinese medicine.

Rubbed the little head melon of Sichuan pepper: "Sleep!" He also said: "When you grow up to your sister's age and start learning to cook from your grandmother, the taste of spices will not be strange anymore." (To be continued.) )