CHAPTER XXIII

Orange only opened his mouth and smiled, not at all meaning to speak. When she saw the hammer yelling at the tiger, with an expression that it was your honor to play with the cloth tiger, she hated it so much.

Even with opinions on Mao's! The importance of his own children is still the nephew of his mother's family, how many grievances Huzi has to suffer at home, it is no wonder that Huzi is so close to the Huang family.

The orange sandwiched another piece of meat for Huzi to eat, and the hammer saw that it was making trouble again, and Mao was a little embarrassed, and even coaxed the hammer out.

Huzi watched Mao go out with good eyes, blinking his eyes and saying nothing. He chewed on the pig's trotters slowly in his mouth, and clutched the sleeve of the orange tightly with one hand.

Chen came into the kitchen and patted Orange on the back, "What kind of anger do you cure with him as a child!" The more you live, the more you go back, your aunt has no way, her mother's family is not just this one seedling. ”

"Mother, what's the matter with me. I didn't do anything, didn't I hold the tiger, I couldn't spare my hand. The orange pouted and didn't let Huzi continue to eat, for fear that he wouldn't be able to eat dinner at night.

Huzi nodded obediently and got off the orange, "Sister, I'll bring some meat to the hammer and go out to eat." ”

Half a bowl of oranges was presented, and even Huzi said so, so she didn't have a position to care.

Hammer ate Huan outside, and he ate half a bowl of pig's trotters by himself, let alone eat it separately with Huzi. Huzi seemed to be used to it, and he didn't care.

The fish caught by Songbai are not small, she promised Huzi to make stuffy fish with sauce two days ago, looking at the sun is still early, thinking that it is not too late to wash and clean up the grapes.

She sat in the courtyard with a basin and talked to Huang, and Mao and Chen went to the house to talk. The August sun is not so hot on the body, and the wind is cool on the body.

Hammer and Tiger are playing with the chicks in the yard, and the chicks have revealed their white and tender wings, which are not as cute as before. The tiger is a little timid, and he doesn't dare to move when he catches the chicken, but the hammer is much bolder, and while carrying a chicken, the chicken screams in pain.

The strength to wash the grapes with orange gas is much greater, Huang touched her back, of course she knew what oranges were angry, but she was sometimes angry.

How many times have I said to Mao, this is a bad hammer. Mao's face responded, and he turned around as he pleased. She was too angry to say it, she felt even more sorry for Huzi in her heart, or her grandson was sensible and well-behaved.

Orange washed the grapes and put them in the well, her house did not have such a big jar, only a small jar of pickled vegetables, she waited for Chi Dazhu to come back and go to the village to buy a few miles.

She got up and glared at the hammer and went into the kitchen to take the fish to the yard to clean up. The hammer was having fun when he suddenly felt a chill coming. He glanced back and saw that only Huang and Orange were in the courtyard.

He didn't like either of them, and he was a little inexplicably afraid of Orange - she always ignored him and only liked Tiger.

He had a bad heart and threw the chick at Huzi. Hu Ziwa screamed and hurriedly ran towards the Huang family. He clapped his hands and laughed heartily.

Orange felt her temples throb abruptly, and her chick was about to be killed by his bear child before she could lay eggs! The fallen chick struggled twice and stood up again, but walked with a slight limp.

Fortunately, this chicken is a big one.

She silently recited in her heart several times: he was just a child, he was not sensible yet, he was a guest at home......

However, it didn't work, she put the knife on the ground, stared at the hammer and put on a smiling expression: "Hammer, sister will make you something to eat in a while, don't go play with the chicken." Otherwise, my sister will sell you to someone else to feed chickens! ”

This sentence is of no use in the slightest, otherwise the hammer would not be a child who even Huang has a headache - her grandmother is very fond of children.

Hammer only thinks that this sister is smiling ugly, not the same as when she looks at Huzi. But he couldn't say what was different, and when he heard that he was going to sell him, he turned around and ran into the house to find Mao.

She no longer pays attention to the hammer, and the child cannot be taught. After going to the kitchen to work and using wine to get rid of the fish, she began to make braised fish in sauce.

Chop the green onions, ginger and garlic into pieces and put them in a pot to cook in oil, and then put the fish in the pot to go through the oil again, and the freshness of the fish is all locked in the meat.

Then add water to cover the fish and simmer for about a quarter of an hour. Add soy sauce, sugar, vinegar and other seasonings, and the aroma of the fish will already float up, and when you lift the lid, it will fill the whole kitchen.

Only a concentrated part of the soup in the pot is left, sprinkled with coriander, green onions, and ginger shreds, and the whole flavor of the fish is raised, and the stewed fish in sauce is ready.

She went to the backyard again and pinched a handful of beans, which were the most delicious at this time. The tender pods are thick and sweet, and they are crispy and tender to eat. The beans grown in her backyard are about the same thickness, and the color is still bright, and the full beans inside can be faintly seen in the sun.

All a chef wants is good ingredients and utensils. The kitchen utensils are just like a sword in the hands of a soldier galloping on the battlefield. The ingredients have to be carefully selected, just like those wrinkled, thin and seedless beans, and she is not willing to do it.

Chi Dazhu and his uncle pinched a little and walked back, and the two chatted as they walked. Uncle is a stuffy gourd, but the crops in the field are a good hand, and Chi Dazhu asked two questions and he answered one sentence happily.

Chen Baifu was worried about his brother-in-law's family, they opened a new shop in the town, and wanted the Mao family to go to the town to help, and by the way, he took the child and gave him 300 yuan a month.

If the Mao family goes to the town, the Huang family and his younger siblings will have to work hard inside and outside the house, and the younger siblings are unreliable, and there is no manpower in the field. The eldest son and eldest daughter don't care, but Huzi is still inseparable.

He sighed, let's let his mother call the shots, wait until August 15 to talk about this matter, anyway, the Mid-Autumn Festival can't be sloppy.

"Dad, uncle, you're back." Orange wiped his hands and said hello, Chi Dazhu washed his hands and lifted the table to the courtyard, and the dishes were served outside one by one.

Chen Baifu couldn't speak, rubbing his hands and popping out a few words: "Too much." Mao pulled his man, "This is my niece honoring you, you can eat with peace of mind." ”

"Eat, eat, sit down and eat." After Huang sat down, she beckoned everyone, and she first moved her chopsticks to take a bite of the dish before everyone ate it. This is also the respect that the locals have for their elders.

"Orange, what's your hand? This is the same thing in your hand, and the product is different! Every time I cook fish, there is an earthy smell, and they don't want to eat it. ”

Huang pretended to be serious and nodded, "No, my mouth is about to be raised by oranges...... I won't be able to eat what you cook in the future. ”

Everyone pursed their lips and laughed, Hammer didn't care about looking for trouble, he was busy eating. He thought it was better than everything made in the town's restaurants, and it would be nice if he could eat it all the time.

When he got home, he had to tell his father and let this orange sister go to their house to cook - although he didn't like this sister, he could bear it.

For the sake of deliciousness, he can barely endure it! When the time comes, she will definitely be good to him.

Orange didn't know that she was calculated by the hammer, and when she saw that the hammer was in too much of a hurry, she kindly poured him a bowl of mung bean water to drink.

Seeing that it was not too early, Mao and Chen Baifu set off to go back, and it was going to be dark when they went home like this. The hammer wilted at this time, he ate half a bowl of pig's head in the afternoon, and ate so much in the evening, it was strange that he didn't panic.

In this way, he was still making a fuss with his sick body - he still wanted to eat the meal made of oranges tomorrow, why could he eat it every day, but he couldn't.

In the end, he spit out a mouthful of "wow", which was as he wanted, and Mao and Chen Baifu just waited to stay. Even if I think about the eldest son and eldest daughter, I have to stay.

Chen vacated the house, and at night Orange slept with Huang and Huzi. Huzi lay excitedly between the two, completely without the fear just now.

When the hammer spit just now, Huzi was scared watching from the sidelines, he didn't know what happened to the hammer. It's okay at this point.

The hammer vomited up the food and it was fine, and in the middle of the night I was hungry, and I asked for oranges by name. Otherwise, I kept crying, and even Songbai came over to ask what was going on.

Orange had no choice but to go to the kitchen to cook, she hated it so much, she was tired enough during the day, and she had to make cold peels and fruit cakes, and she had to take time to feed the chickens.

Songbai went home when he saw that it was okay, and kindly reminded Orange to wear some clothes, and he saw that she came out wearing only underwear, and the night breeze in August was a little cooler.

The next day, before dawn, Chen Baifu and Mao left, and the two of them held the hammer that had not yet woken up, but they were also stable. The two of them couldn't get over it very much, especially the trouble orange.

Huang and Huzi lived in their house with peace of mind, and Chen and Huang took the time to make quilts, and after several days of continuous work, the new quilts were finally ready. The two of them re-bounced the cotton in the old quilt and made it into a thick mat.

Orange took advantage of his leisure time to make an ancient version of the jingle cat with a bit of cloth, which can be regarded as a kind of nostalgia for the past world. In order to make this kitten, she used all the cloth used by Chen to make insoles.

Chen wasn't angry, and thought her kitten was interesting—it didn't look like a cat anymore. Huzi also liked it tightly, and the orange was simply given to Huzi, and she made a new one herself.

Chen Baifu took Huang and Huzi back on August 12, Chen gave the rest of the cotton to Huang, and the two shirked it, and finally Chen shed tears and Huang followed.

She was also very uncomfortable in her heart, she couldn't see the Huang family a few times a year, and the Huang family subsidized her on weekdays, and this time she secretly stuffed her with 500 yuan.

I don't know how long Huang has been saving, her eldest brother is a good one, but her sister-in-law is often not at home. Her younger brother is not a thing, and her younger brother and sister are also not good.

Pity the Huang family, she has to work hard for them all the time, and when she has money, she must take the Huang family over and enjoy the happiness!

Huang patted the orange's hand and followed Chen Baifu away, Huzi walked back in three steps, and he was also reluctant in his heart.