"Jinbao, can you go home with me and cook some mung bean mint soup?" Cui Xiaoxiao licked her dry lips, her throat was a little smoky, and her voice was a little dry.

In the end, I have never done farm work, and some things are not thoughtful, and it is easy to write down the words of cutting wheat. I haven't really experienced it, and I'll never know how many words I wrote down.

Cui Xiaoxiao wiped the sweat on her face, 'Who knows that Chinese food on the plate, every grain is hard' is really true, and she sweated like rain when she picked up an ear of wheat.

Uncle Guo and Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo San, bent over and brandished their sickles, the clothes on their bodies were already soaked with sweat, and they had to suffer from heat stroke on such a hot day and such high-intensity work. The water I brought in the morning had already been drunk.

Jinbao actually couldn't stand it for a long time, just a breath of anger, Cui Xiaoxiao didn't stop and never allowed himself to stop, this time Xiaoxiao took the initiative to say stop, he still had to make food, how could Jinbao disagree.

Aunt Guo straightened up, slapped her waist with her hand, wiped her sweat, stood there to catch her breath, looked at Jinbao who was running with Cui Xiaoxiao, and grinned. I didn't expect Jinbao to hold on until now.

Early in the morning, before dawn, Jinbao got up early for the first time in his life, hastily ate a mouthful of food, and has been working until now, although he just followed behind to pick up ears of wheat, but Jinbao cried and was tired, and he didn't pick a child to quit, Aunt Guo was satisfied and a little distressed at the same time, Jinbao grew so big or the first time to endure hardship.

Jinbao and Xiaoxiao can go back and rest for a while. The son is sensible, of course Aunt Guo is happy, but she doesn't want to exhaust her son.

"What are you doing picking mint leaves?" Jinbao plucked the mint leaves and asked, "Is it delicious?" ”

"It's just making something like sugar water." Cui Xiaoxiao explained, "Put some mint to get rid of the heat." ”

Jinbao squinted his eyes as he thought about the sweet taste of the water with the sugar. The sugar water is already delicious enough, and Xiaoxiao's cooking will definitely taste even better.

In terms of eating, Jinbao has an inexplicable trust in Cui Xiaoxiao, as long as the food is eaten by Xiaoxiao's hands, it must be extraordinarily delicious. At the moment, Jinbao didn't care that his hands were dyed green, so he just opened it with his hands.

"Jinbao, I'll just come by myself." After the third Jinbao gang was disadvantaged, Cui Xiaoxiao endured his anger. directly spoke, resolutely not to let Jinbao participate.

Kimble pouted. said that Cui Xiaoxiao was unreasonable, where was he helping out? For example, when washing mint leaves, my sleeves were half wet (Ya's Jinbao didn't know how to roll up his sleeves when washing things). It took half a day to wash more than a dozen leaves (rubbing them gently and slowly one by one), but Cui Xiaoxiao actually snatched the basin and just rubbed the leaves in the water a few times and changed the water. Can such a simple and rough wash it out? As soon as he wanted to argue a few words, Xiaoxiao glared at him viciously.

And when you add water to the pot. Didn't you just hold it steady, sprinkled half a scoop out, and flowed down the stove to extinguish half of the fire, Xiaoxiao's eyes widened. He looked at himself fiercely, as if he was going to eat himself alive.

And when I was boiling mung beans, I just poured the washed mint leaves into the pot. Xiaoxiao almost reached out to hit herself, how can mung bean mint soup be made without mint. I just did what I had to do, how could I be treated like this?

Jinbao thought silently in his heart, will anyone really want such a fierce woman in the future? For the sake of her reputation, I don't care about her. Well, what can you hold the boat in your stomach, but your stomach can't support the boat, and you can bear Cui Xiaoxiao.

Jinbao patted his not wide chest, and the manly man had to let go of the little woman. I finally understand why my father sometimes shakes his head at his mother, women are really unreasonable creatures.

If Xiaoxiao knew what Jinbao thought, he would probably pour the mung bean soup boiling on the fire on Jinbao! Ya, you still have a reason to make trouble.

I finally made mung bean mint soup. Jin Bao and Cui Xiaoxiao each held one end of the stick, carrying a bucket of mung bean mint soup that was not ideal because of Jinbao's intervention, and walked towards the wheat field.

Mung bean mint soup is added to the spiritual spring water, the spiritual spring water has the effect of strengthening the body, Cui Xiaoxiao does not ask how much of a role it can play, just ask for the busy farming these days not to let everyone get tired.

"Dad, mother, Uncle Guo, Brother Yuanjian, Brother Yuankang, you take a break and come to drink a bowl of mung bean mint soup." There was still some distance from the Cui family's wheat field, and Jinbao shouted at the top of his voice.

Cui Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, Jinbao has this temperament. Jinbao's next sentence made Cui Xiaoxiao stumble, and almost spilled the soup in the bucket, "This is the soup I helped make, you have to drink more." ”

After helping a bunch of unfortunate people, he dared to take credit. Cui Xiaoxiao noticed for the first time that Jinbao's face was a little thick. Well, it's not generally thick.

"Then I'm going to try it." Aunt Guo didn't doubt him, and when she heard Jinbao say that he made it, she came over and scooped a scoop from the bucket.

The two of them carried the bucket and couldn't hold the bowl, so Cui Xiaoxiao put a scoop in the bucket, fortunately, the countrymen are not so particular, even if they share a scoop to drink water, it is nothing.

The hot soup when it came out of the pot, after this way, it was just warm, and after drinking it, you don't have to worry about gastrointestinal discomfort and quench your thirst in the summer.

"Delicious, isn't it?" Jin Bao's bright eyes looked at his mother-in-law, Aunt Guo San.

"Well, it's delicious, it's delicious, it's the best soup I've ever had." My son cooked it, even if it is not delicious, it is also delicious, not to mention that it tastes good, Aunt Guo nodded heavily, there was no hesitation.

"I'll tell you, oh, we picked mint on the way," Jinbao excitedly told Aunt Guo how he made mung bean mint soup, chirping like a little sparrow.

Cui Xiaoxiao knew that Jinbao not only had a thick skin, but also had the potential of a long-tongued woman.

Pulling parents and telling their own stories is what girls do, right? Cui Xiaoxiao thought in her heart. What was it like when he was a child, the time was too long, and Cui Xiaoxiao didn't remember it.

Uncle Guo, Third Uncle Guo, and the two brothers of the Cui family also came to drink mung bean and mint soup, and after a break, they continued to cut wheat.

A bucket of mung bean and mint soup was actually drunk by these people, Cui Xiaoxiao was stunned that he didn't have a sip, it seemed that he had to send a few more soups.

Cui Xiaoxiao walked back with the bucket, leaving Jinbao with duck attributes and Aunt Guo to tell about their great achievements, he went back to cook first, and he had to cook a few hard dishes when he was busy, and the time was urgent, Cui Xiaoxiao felt that Jinbao was better to stay as a duck, and he would go back to help. (To be continued.) )