"Okay." Cui Xiaoxiao thought about it and nodded, if it was only occasional, it would be understandable, everyone could not control their temper, as long as they did not repeatedly exert pressure in the name of love.

"Little villain." Cui Yuanjian poked his little brain, "You think I'm willing to be angry with you." "It's not that you don't let people worry, and besides, they often lose their temper, in case they get used to it, it's useless.

It's useless to be angry, how can he, Cui Yuanjian, do such a loss.

"I know that the eldest brother is the best, so that he will not mess with the murderer." Cui Xiaoxiao was very face-saving compliments.

The two of them shared the plate of sweet potato dumplings, and Cui Xiaoxiao dragged Cui Yuanjian's arm hard, "Let's go to croquettes together." ”

After coming to the kitchen, Cui Yuankang had already fried the hemp ball, and when he saw Cui Xiaoxiao and them, he hurriedly said: "Go wash your hands and help me rub the balls, I'm too busy to be alone." ”

Cui Xiaoxiao and Cui Yuanjian washed their hands and got busy.

"Big brother, try one, I just fried it, but it's not as sweet as the one you just ate." Cui Yuankang looked at his eldest brother hopefully, although he was wrong and admitted his mistake, he was always a little uncomfortable.

But if you say anything wrong, Cui Yuankang can't do it, so he hopes that the eldest brother will eat this ball, even if this matter is over, he will study hard in the future, and he will be convincing to say it.

Cui Yuanjian glanced at Cui Yuankang deeply, exchanged a look that both of them understood, and ate the ball.

"You made two?" Cui Yuanjian asked, this is indeed not as sweet as the little one just sent over.

"My little sister got it, and she said you like to eat something sweet." Cui Yuankang stared at the balls in the pot and replied casually.

Cui Yuanjian listened to the slight redness at the base of his ears, but unfortunately neither Cui Yuankang nor Cui Xiaoxiao found out. It's a shame for boys to love sweets, and Cui Yuanjian has never said that he likes sweets. Unexpectedly, the little sister actually noticed, Cui Yuanjian's heart couldn't stop bubbling with joy, this feeling of being put to heart was great.

Cui Yuanjian couldn't help but turn up the corners of his mouth, but the speed at which his hands rubbed the balls was a little faster.

As soon as the meatballs were fried, Xiaohui came over.

"Sister Xiaohui, did you smell that my house was ready to eat, so you came here?" Cui Xiaoxiao quipped.

"That's it. That's how I came. Xiaohui was not polite. Directly reached out and took one and stuffed it into his mouth, stuttering indistinctly and saying, "It's delicious." Put sesame seeds to make it fragrant. ”

"Eat more fragrant." Cui Xiaoxiao handed over a pair of chopsticks and said angrily, "You just use your hands and eat with chopsticks." ”

Xiaohui didn't care. Shoved one into his mouth, "It's fine." My hands are not dirty, and if they are dirty, they are fine, and if they are not clean, they will not get sick after eating. ”

Cui Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes directly, too lazy to bother with her. Directly stuffed the chopsticks into Xiaohui's hand.

After eating a few, Xiaohui said today's business, "You bring a pair of shoes." I'll measure the size. ”

Cui Yuankang directly took off the shoes on his feet and handed them to Xiaohui. "Sister Xiaohui, what are you going to do, you can't take it off directly."

Xiao Hui stepped back, fanned with his hand, and said with disgust, "Give me your sweaty shoes back on, if you dare to let me measure this, I won't make your shoes." ”

"Sister Xiaohui, what are you doing like this?" Cui Yuankang picked up his shoes and smelled them, and said, "How can I sweat my feet, I don't believe you smell it, there is no smell at all." ”

"Second brother, you're enough, put shoes on me immediately, and then wash your hands." Cui Xiaoxiao yelled, squeezed the second brother aside, how could the hand that touched the stinky shoe take the ball.

"Xiaoxiao, you don't believe me." Cui Yuankang said aggrievedly, and lifted his shoes over, "Don't believe it, you smell it." ”

"If you go any further, I won't let you eat meatballs." Cui Xiaoxiao yelled and successfully stopped Cui Yuankang's movements.

Cui Yuankang put his shoes back on and muttered in a low voice, "If you don't smell it, you won't smell it, girls are too particular." ”

Cui Xiaoxiao urged Cui Yuankang to wash his hands, let him look at the oil pot, and took Xiaohui to measure his shoes.

"My mother has made a pair of pants and made you a few pairs of shoes by the way. Let me measure the size, I see you grow, last year's size will definitely not work. Xiao Hui said as he measured.

Cui Xiaoxin, "Sister Xiaohui, you teach me to make shoes and clothes." "Cui Xiaoxiao can't do needlework, you can't always trouble Aunt Bao'e, Cui Xiaoxiao is thinking about learning, it doesn't have to be too good, just be able to make clothes.

"Okay, but, don't learn shoes first, taking soles is a hard job, you learn when you're older, let's learn to make clothes first, just practice stitches." Xiaohui thought for a while and said, although Xiaoxiao is still young, this needlework should also be learned.

"I'll teach you how to cut clothes first, and then I'll teach you how to cut clothes after I've practiced." Megumi made a plan.

"But I can't embroider, my mother can't either, you can't learn embroidery." Then Xiaohui said fiercely, "Don't dislike me." ”

Xiaoxiao smiled, "How dare you dislike you, I don't even know how to make clothes." ”

"That's it, I'll definitely teach you." Xiaohui patted her chest and made a guarantee, "Speaking of embroidery, your mother's embroidery is so good, it's your milk"

Xiaohui stopped halfway through speaking, and Cui Xiaoxiao didn't hear it clearly, probably because she mentioned that the deceased mother was afraid that Xiaoxiao would be sad.

"Do you have cloth at home? Do you have a needle and thread? Xiaohui hurriedly diverted the topic.

Xiaohui thought about it and said, "I'll get you a piece, and I'll pack all the needlework and thread." ”

"Okay." Cui Xiaoxiao is not polite, the Cui family really doesn't have these things, in the past, the clothes were torn and Aunt Bao'e was mended, and the needlework was really useless in the Cui family.

"Let's go, let's eat meatballs." After measuring the shoes, Cui Xiaoxiao and Xiaohui came to the kitchen.

"Is this ball just with sesame seeds added to the outside?" Xiaohui wants to ask clearly, and go home and do it herself.

"Well, the outside is wrapped in sesame seeds, but you should add some sugar when mixing the noodles, otherwise it will not be sweet enough. If the noodles used are Jiang rice (glutinous rice) flour, it will taste better. "Cui Xiaoxiao didn't hide anything at all.

"Oh. Speaking of Jiangmi, it's not many days before the Dragon Boat Festival, why don't we buy some Jiangmi to grind some noodles? I just don't know if the mill will grind it, and I haven't seen it before. "At this time, people generally grind corn and wheat, so it's no wonder that Xiaohui asks so.

"Let's try, grinding what is not grinding, I don't believe he has money or not." Short novel.

"Also, call me when you go." Xiaohui thinks about it, Jiang rice and wheat look similar in addition to color, it makes no sense that wheat can be grinded, but Jiang rice can't.

When Xiaohui left, Cui Xiaoxiao also loaded a plate for him to let Aunt Bao'e taste it too. (To be continued) (To be continued.) )

ps:ps: Mumu is very apprehensive and cheeky to ask for subscription.