Ho nodded with tears in his eyes.

Choked up and said: "It's just that you're bitter Wanniang, and there is no man in the family, if Junsheng is in ......"

"Mother!" Wan Niang interrupted He's words, she was afraid that the more He said it, the more sad she would feel, this was a knot in her heart, but there was no good medicine to cure it. Because of He's gentleness in the past few days, Zhang Wanniang, who lacks maternal love, has found warmth, so Wanniang very much wants this person she likes to live a good life, so she interrupted her without hesitation.

I didn't think about it, and someone would interrupt He's words!

"Grandma, my mother just said that Feng'er is a man, and Feng'er will protect her grandmother, mother and sister in the future." Feng'er said very seriously on the side.

Ye'er on the side watched her mother and brother talk, and she wanted to say something, but she was small and saw few people, so she couldn't say anything, so she had to secretly decide in her heart: I will not let go of anyone who bullies my grandmother, mother and brother in the future.

"Okay, ahem." He was very relieved, but at the same time he was relieved and excited, and at the same time he was excited, and at the same time he was coughing.

Wan Niang hurriedly stepped forward to pat He on the back, and took two small ones to help He back to the hall, and after settling He Shi, Wan Niang asked Feng'er to accompany He Shi and take Ye'er to make dinner.

The reason why she brought Ye'er was that Wan Niang had a purpose.

When she just entered the door before, Ye Er's eyes couldn't be forgotten, since she accepted her cheap son in the afternoon, then this cheap daughter also had to be accepted. Everyone in the family must be healthy, healthy, and mentally healthy, and they can't leave a little shadow on their young psychology, which is not conducive to growth. This is Wan Niang's thoughts.

Ye'er went to the stove to burn the fire very obediently, because the wild vegetables were warm before, so there were sparks in the stove, and it was not difficult to burn.

Wan Niang first multiplied the wild vegetable paste, then washed the pot and boiled warm water.

After doing this, Wan Niang saw that the water in the tank was gone, and went to the well to fetch water. Not to mention, in the year that Jun Sheng, he still did a good job of the family's infrastructure.

"Ye'er, my mother won't go to work in the town in the future, okay?" After Wanniang finished fetching water, she sat next to Ye'er and talked to Ye'er while picking wild onions.

"Hmm. Good. Ye'er will dig more wild vegetables in the future, Ye'er doesn't want to eat sugar, doesn't want to wear new clothes, just mother. Ye Er said seriously.

Hi! Why do you dig more wild vegetables? Although Wan Niang was very moved by Ye Er to say this, she couldn't help but be speechless.

It seems that the world of children is really simple, thinking that there is food to fill their stomachs.

"Hmm. Ye'er is good, her mother promised Ye'er that she would not leave Ye'er in the future, and her mother would think of other ways to make money, and then buy delicious food and new clothes for Ye'er. ”

Ye'er thought about it, was a little entangled, and then said firmly: "Mother, with money, Ye'er still doesn't want to eat good, don't want new clothes!" ”

Now Wanniang is entangled, doesn't she say that her daughter is her mother's intimate little padded jacket? How does this feel that a daughter is not as coaxed as a son? I can't even coax the little girl's favorite delicious new clothes.

Without waiting for Wanniang to finish the entanglement, Ye'er said again: "If you have money, buy medicine for grandma!" My grandmother was always coughing, and the doctor in the village said that it would cost a lot of money to buy good medicine. If your mother has money, she will buy medicine for her grandmother! Brother must have thought the same way Ye'er. ”

Unexpected, unexpected! Although the original owner was a little cowardly and taught the two children to be more sensitive, he still educated the two children well in other aspects.

"Of course, grandma is the mother's mother, how Ye'er and her brother treat their mother, how their mother is to their grandmother. So Ye'er don't worry. Not only does the mother have to earn money for the medicine for her grandmother, but also the money for Ye'er's clothes. ”

"Hmm. Ye'er believes in her mother! ”

Wan Niang didn't expect Ye'er to say that she believed her, touched Ye'er's head, took the picked wild onions, and got up to prepare the materials for dinner.

Because she saw that there was white flour, oil, and salt, Wan Niang planned to make scallion pancakes, because it was wild onions, Wan Niang called it wild scallion pancakes.

First, use warm water in a pot to make the dough, then knead the dough and cut the green onions. Then pour the boiling water in the pot into the clay pot and warm it by the stove, so that there is boiling water to drink, and you can wash your face and feet.

Put the chopped green onions in a small bowl, scoop a spoonful of oil from the jar and heat it in the pan, then pour it on top of the chopped green onions, fry the green onions until fragrant, and add a little salt to stir in the chopped green onions.

After doing this, the kitchen smells of green onions.

"Wow, it smells so good. Mother, what are you going to do? Ye Er asked about the fragrance, and stood up to look.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, but your face changes dramatically when you look at it.

"Mother, how can you? How can it? As if someone had robbed her of a handful of silver, Ye'er shouted loudly, almost crying.

"What's wrong?" Wan Niang kneaded the dough and asked puzzled.

Ye Er ignored Wan Niang's question, ran to the oil tank, and tiptoed to look inside.

"How can my mother scoop such a big spoonful of oil, this is enough for us to eat for a month, which I have fortunately saved so hard. This is going to be eaten until the New Year. Ye Er was like a hen guarding her calf, holding the oil tank and saying loudly to Wan Niang.

Forehead. Wan Niang was speechless for a while. However, all this oil has been used, what should I do? The most important thing is to use oil next, how can it be called scallion pancake without oil, oh no, what about wild scallion pancake? How should I explain this to my daughter? I don't remember this fragment of my daughter's stinginess!

Just when Wan Niang didn't know how to speak, Ye Er spoke again. Xu saw the embarrassment of his mother, and understood that his mother was making some delicious food for herself, Ye'er's tone softened slightly: "Either my mother will use this today, as long as my mother remembers it in the future, this oil can be used sparingly." Water can be used more, we have a well, this oil has to be bought, my mother will be bullied by bad people to earn a little money, and my grandmother embroiders a handkerchief to sell her eyes, so we have to save a little. ”

Wan Niang couldn't cry or laugh, she was sad and embarrassed. Dare to love her, she doesn't have a little girl who can run a house! For a while, Wan Niang had to stand there awkwardly.

"Okay, mother, go ahead and do it! I watched. Finally, Ye'er spoke.

Wan Niang also had to continue the work in hand.

At this time, Ye Er was firmly staring at Wanniang, afraid that she would move the oil tank again.

After Wan Niang made the mold of the wild onion pancake, she began to worry about how to tell Ye'er that she still needed to use oil. After thinking about it, I had to bite the bullet, be cheeky, and whispered: "Ye'er, my mother still wants to scoop up a little oil." ”

Seeing that Ye Er's face changed greatly, and she was about to speak again, Wan Niang hurriedly continued: "Just a little bit, this cake made by my mother needs a little oil, otherwise it can't be done well, if it is not done well, this white flour and green onion will have to be wasted, this is too much, don't you say?" ”

Ye Er stared at Wan Niang in disbelief, entangled for a while, as if she had made a lot of determination, tiptoed, and endured the pain and scooped a small spoonful of oil: "That's it, no more!" ”