Mu Qingqiu handed the drawer in his hand to Hao Ansheng, and walked over to help Mu Qinghai up.

"Dandan, a man can't cry his nose!" Mu Qingqiu took out a silk handkerchief and wiped his tears, then turned around and wrapped some candy in Mu Qinghai's hand, and said with a smile: "Go back quickly!" Your mother can't see you, it's time to be in a hurry. ”

I think that when I was in the Mu family, the eldest uncle Sun Huiniang was very precious to Mu Qinghai, and I couldn't wait to hold it in my hand and put it in my mouth, if Sun knew that Mu Qinghai fell, I don't know how to worry!

"Sister?" Mu Qinghai looked at Mu Qingqiu in a daze, as if he felt that the kind-hearted sister in front of him was a little familiar.

Mu Qinghai is five years old and has an impression of Mu Qingqiu.

"It's Xuan'er's sister, not Dandan's sister." Mu Qingxuan suddenly rushed over to block in front of Mu Qingqiu, his back was close to his sister, and he glared at Mu Qinghai angrily.

Mu Qinghai was stunned for a moment, blinked his eyes, looked at Mu Qingxuan and then at Mu Qingqiu, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed: "Sister? Sister! ”

When he was in the Mu family, because Mu Qinghai was Mu Chengren's only son, he was born late, and he was like a baby pimple, Sun Hui used to take care of his son tightly on weekdays, not letting him get close to Mu Qingqiu's sister and brother, nor letting him get close to Mu Qingyuan's third brother.

When Mu Qingqiu and Mu Qingxuan were in the Mu family, they rarely saw Mu Qinghai.

Unexpectedly, Mu Qinghai recognized her, which was really unexpected.

Mu Qingqiu nodded at Mu Qinghai with a smile, which was considered a tacit acquiescence.

After finishing, he bent over and looked at Mu Qingxuan at eye level, and asked very seriously: "Xuan'er, what did my sister tell you, do you remember?" ”

Mu Qingxuan was very afraid that his sister would have a straight face, he was afraid that his sister would not like him, and when he saw Mu Qingqiu speaking coldly, he was aggrieved and shed tears.

Mu Qingqiu stretched out her hand to support her forehead, and said in her heart, her younger brother is really too sensitive, she must change this problem, if she grows into a careful eye, she will have to die of depression.

But this kind of thing can't be changed overnight, Mu Qingqiu hugged Mu Qingxuan and comforted him gently: "Xuan'er, you are my sister's only younger brother, the closest person, no one else can compare." However, Tsuyo is a little man, and a man can't be so stingy, you know? Dandan calls me sister, just like Uncle He's fan'er calls me sister, it's just a title. Does Huan'er want Fan'er to see her sister's name? ”

“…… Don't want to! Mu Qingxuan's voice was a little louder, he liked his sister saying that he was 'the only younger brother, the closest person', he understood.

"Oh, yes! So! Dandan can't call his sister by name, he has to call his sister, because his sister is bigger than Dandan. Mu Qingqiu pinched Mu Qingqiu's face, smiled and blinked.

"Yes, yes." Mu Qingxuan is happy now, his sister's favorite is still him.

"Then Xuan'er and Xiao Yu, can you go and play with Dandan?" Mu Qingqiu pinched Mu Qingqiu's little hand and said.

Mu Qingqiu looked at Mu Qinghai, who was standing a few steps away, with a pouting mouth, and Qin Yue, who was sitting on the stool concentrating on eating, and lowered his head slightly, Mu Qingqiu waited patiently, and after a few breaths, Mu Qingxuan raised his little head, and said with bright eyes: "Well, Xuan'er wants to play with Xiao Yu and Dandan." ”

The mood of the child is fast and sunny fast, and it will not take much time to play together.

A group of children, big and small, because Mu Qingxuan and Qin Yue are willing to play with Mu Qinghai, the friends next to them don't seem to care too much about Mu Qinghai, a new member.

With Mu Xiaohei following, Mu Qingqiu is not worried, not to mention who dares to bully her younger brother in Zhushan Village now? She's a fairy in the world! Uh~~ The villagers are so cute.

Mu Qingqiu and Qin Yue went to play, leaving Mu Qingqiu and the Hao family siblings to start cooking, and there must be dumplings for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner.

Tianzhao has the custom of eating dumplings on Chinese New Year's Eve, Mu Qingqiu likes it very much, in the five thousand years of Chinese history in the previous life, there was no 'Tianzhao Kingdom' and no 'Longzhou Continent', but dumplings seem to be invisible, connecting the past life with this life, making Mu Qingqiu have a faint sense of satisfaction.

Compared with other houses, Mu Qingqiu's dumpling stuffing has a lot of stuffing, including mutton stuffing, fish stuffing, wolf meat stuffing, and vegetarian stuffing with leek stuffing, green pepper stuffing, cabbage stuffing, and all kinds of steamed baskets.

There are two layers of drawers on the stove, in addition to one drawer of dumplings, the other drawer cage is steamed with steamed prawns, egg custard, and a bowl of red dates and glutinous rice mirror cake.

I fried a plate of wolf meat slices of green vegetables on the stove with lard, green is green and red is red, Hao Pingsheng's sister and brother looked at their eyes bright, Hao Ansheng's saliva was about to flow out, but Mu Qingqiu stared at the fried greens that were a little foggy, and he was depressed.

Stir-fried vegetables in lard are not as bright as the color of cooking oil, especially leafy vegetables, fried with pork, it is like using burnt batter to paste a thin layer on it, no matter how you look at it, it is not linked to the color and fragrance, anyway, Mu Qingqiu didn't see that it was delicious.

It's a pity that there is no cooking oil these days, and if you want to eat stir-fried vegetables, you can only make do with pork stir-fry.

Mu Qingqiu also silently spit out a 'makeshift in her heart', she didn't dare to say it explicitly, you must know that in these years, only the rich and noble families use pork, and the poor eat vegetables, all boiled, boiled vegetables in water, and adding a little salt is a good thing.

I really miss the bright yellow, orange and orange edible salad oil!

Mu Qingqiu pondered in his heart the possibility of putting the development of edible oil on the agenda at the beginning of spring.

Cooking oil is a big deal, and she didn't want to bring it up so soon, after all, she was too small to protect things.

But she has been eating lard stir-fry for almost three months, and she is really incompetent to adapt, and even a little bit of the feeling that the more she adapts, the more she misses the cooking oil, thinking of the various brands of cooking oil placed on the shelves of the supermarket in her previous life, Mu Qingqiu couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

When the dishes came out of the pot, Hao Pingsheng gave incense to the gods of the stove, the god of heaven, the god of the warehouse, the god of the land, the god of the door, and so on.

The small table next to the stove in the kitchen was originally very spacious for Mu Qingqiu and Mu Qingxuan, but now that there are three people, the table is a little small.

Steamed prawns, red dates and glutinous rice mirror cakes, tender egg custard, slices of wolf meat with green vegetables, cucumber soup, plus two plates of dumplings, one meat and one vegetable, don't look at the average amount, but the disc is also enough to occupy an area, and the small table is full.

Mu Qingxuan and Qin Yue came back to take a look, happily cheering around the dining table and circling in circles.

This meal lasted more than half an hour, and everyone's belly, including Mu Qingqiu, was round.

Mu Qingqiu urged everyone to go out for a walk, the night of the new moon was too dark, and he didn't go far, so he stood near the door, maybe it was the relationship of the year! Although the whole village was dark as before, Mu Qingqiu felt that this darkness was a little different today.

The atmosphere was good, and there was a younger brother making noise on the side, Mu Qingqiu felt that his life had become vivid. (To be continued.) )