"Sima Qingfeng, are you saying that you are more tired alive than dead? But don't you also want to live? I still remember the first time I met you, the ecstatic and anxious look I had when I heard I could heal you! Qianjin said bluntly.

"Daughter, can't you give me some affection? Before I met you, I was really tired, because I knew how long my life was, I was working hard, and I could say that I was plundering everything, hoping that after I left, I could leave more protection for the person I cared about, so that she would not suffer! But, you know what? Today she actually wrote to me to hand over all the property in my hand, saying that I was too selfish, too arbitrary, too inhumane, and even cared about my own siblings, and didn't care about their lives, and even fell into the ground! She even said fiercely, I would never care about her, I shouldn't have let me live in the first place! The more Sima Qingfeng spoke, the more excited he became, and at the end he was a little out of breath.

"Don't get excited, maybe something you did made him misunderstood, you feel good that you have a clear conscience, since it's someone you care about, it's good to find a chance to talk to her and open the knot!" The daughter hurriedly handed over the teacup and persuaded her.

Sima Qingfeng drank a few sips of white water, coughed lightly, and finally eased up, handed the empty cup to Qianjin, and said, "You don't understand, I have never understood her since I was a child!" ”

"Okay, I don't understand, but I know I can cure you! Do you have a long way to go? Take your time to understand and communicate! Qianjin put down the teacup and said.

"Well, daughter, it's good to meet you!" Sima Qingfeng said sincerely, he found that in front of his daughter, he was usually not good at words, but he could easily say what was in his heart, which was also a kind of fate!

"Alright! Then you fed me a poison, I hated you before, but for your sake. Forgive you for now! The daughter approached Sima Qingfeng and said in a low and playful voice, she didn't want the mother in the stove room to hear it, she didn't plan to let the family be humane about this matter.

"You forced me. Who made your temper so stubborn! Sima Qingfeng said without guilt.

"Then we're friends now! You can give me the antidote! The daughter leaned in and continued to whisper.

"Don't give! Three years is three years! Sima Qingfeng said firmly.

"What if I become stupid because of this poison in my body and I won't save you?" The daughter continued to persuade.

"My medicine won't hurt your nimble little head, you don't have to think about it!"

"That would have limited my growth and development and not grow tall enough. The figure is not good enough, and the face is not beautiful enough. I can't think for a while that I'm in a bad mood and can't devote myself to studying medicine and your disease, so what should I do? The daughter pouted pitifully and said.

"Don't worry, my will only make you look more beautiful and have a better body! As for whether you can grow taller, depending on your father, it shouldn't be short! Sima Qingfeng looked at the cute little expression of his daughter, and forgot a lot of unhappiness in his heart. Hooked the little nose of the daughter and said with a smile.

"I hate it, my nose is more ugly than it comes!" The daughter said unhappily that although she was reborn once, her love for beauty is something that every girl will have, and she is no exception when she is reborn.

"Hehe, find something to clip, and it will grow!" Sima Qingfeng said with a wicked smile.

Qianjin glared at him and said, "I've thought about it too." However, my parents have high noses, and believe me is just a late development! The daughter was secretly thinking in her heart, could this use of a clip to clamp the nose be passed down from ancient times to modern times.

"It's really childlike!" Sima Qingfeng shook his head and said.

"Sima Qingfeng. Do you feel comfortable? Qianjin straightened up and asked with a sweet smile.

"Well, it's okay!"

"Then I'll help my mother make the head, don't think about anything, and have a happy New Year here!" After saying this, the daughter turned around and went out of the back room.

Sima Qingfeng looked at the thin back of his daughter, and said secretly in his heart: "Little guy, I really won't let you go in this life!" Don't regret meeting me! ”

"Mother. I'll make Jiangmi noodles! "The daughter is frying the wedding cake, and the fried wedding cake is shiny and shiny, glowing with a beautiful golden color, like the full moon of the moon and a half, which makes people want to taste it.

"Okay, do it, and see what new stuff you can pour!" Qianjin Niang looked sideways at Qianjin and said.

"Mother, you just wait and see!" Qianjin said with a confident and proud expression.

Bai Chi, who had been standing by the stove and watching Qianjin Niang make wedding cakes, heard Qianjinniang say this, and immediately became interested again, and rushed to Qianjin in three or two steps, and said in a sharp voice: "Little Qianjin, I really like you more and more, don't you be too capable, okay?" ”

"If you don't talk well, go away, it's in the way!" Qianjin said unceremoniously.

"It's so ruthless!" Bai Chi muttered quietly.

"Master Bai, go and help me light the fire!" Qianjin pointed to the stove pit next to Hao Ming and said.

"What, I'm burning the fire, you're not mistaken, little daughter, right?" Bai Chi asked in disbelief.

"Want to eat? If you want to eat, burn the fire, don't talk nonsense! Qianjin said while serving noodles.

"Alas, my life is hard, Hao Ming helped me start the fire!" Bai Chi reluctantly squatted beside Hao Ming.

Qianjin prepared the flour, first filled the pot with water, then took out the sugar and poured some into the pot, and then ordered the white pond to burn on a high fire.

After the sugar water boils, pour in two-thirds of the flour and evenly; Then let the white pond hold the fire, add the remaining one-third of the flour, and form a dough. This Jiang rice strips, in modern times, are mostly made of glutinous rice, but now there is no glutinous rice here, it just so happens that she learned to use flour with her mother in her previous life, although there is no maltose, but she also wants to try it.

The daughter took the dough out of the pot, put it on the white pond, then rolled out the dough into thick slices, cut them into long strips about 1 cm wide, kneaded them into round sticks about the thickness of chopsticks, and then cut them into small pieces.

Then, Qianjin cleaned the pot, let Baichi light the fire to dry, then poured in vegetable oil, put the small noodles in the pot, and then Baichi continued to burn on low heat, as the oil temperature slowly rose, the small noodles slowly floated up, Qianjin picked up the colander and turned it gently until the noodles were fried until golden brown, Qianjin quickly fished out the noodles in the pot and put them in the colander to control the oil.

"Bai Gongzi, don't burn it yet!" The daughter said to Bai Chi, who was still squatting to add firewood.

"Okay, little daughter, I'm burning this fire well!" Bai Chi blinked and looked at Qianjin, like a child who asked for sugar, waiting for a reward. (To be continued.) )