The stone mill has not been used for a long time and has accumulated a lot of dust. Duan Yongyuan and Duan Xiang worked together to carry the stone mill to the well, one person washed it with water, and the other person washed it with a cloth and brush.

After the parsley has finished the peppers, the dustpan is placed in the sun to dry.

She went to the kitchen to see how the toon was cooking.

Because it has been boiling over low heat, and Duan Wen has been constantly stirring the pot clockwise with a spoon, the water in the pot is boiling, but the boiling movement is not as big as the steam coming out of the pot.

After boiling for almost an hour, the originally clear water in the pot gradually melted into the juice of the toon, turning into a rich lake green, making this pot of toon look like boiled mung bean paste porridge.

"Junzi, it's okay, don't add firewood." Xiangqin estimated that she was almost boiled, so she smiled at Duan Chengshun, who was sitting in front of the stove.

Shaken by her gentle smile for a while, Duan Chengshun lowered his head crampedly, staring at the flames in the stove cave at a loss.

Seeing that Duan Chengshun ignored people, Duan Wen estimated that this kid had never met Xiangqin, and he was a little timid.

"Chengshun, don't add firewood." The text repeats the meaning of parsley.

Duan Chengshun raised his head and responded, "Hey! ”

Duan Wen stopped stirring the pot and turned his head to look at the parsley, "What's the matter, do you want to put it out?" ”

"Put it in the pot to dry first, and then strain it out when it's not hot."

As soon as he heard that he wanted to filter the toon, Duan Wen knew what tools to use, which was nothing more than containers and filter towels.

He looked around in the south courtyard and found that the basins were not enough, so he decided to go back to the small courtyard.

When he was on the road, he heard Cheng Shunniang walking the streets and alleys all the time shouting "Cheng Shun Cheng Shun", probably telling the child to go home for dinner. It was not too early to see that the sun was still holding up in the western mountains, and the last of the fiery red clouds were gradually fading.

Duan Wen ignored the insatiable woman and went straight to the small courtyard.

In the small courtyard, Dou boiled a pot of batter soup, made a dish of fried beans, and put the six big steamed buns he bought back on the board. And Duan Qiuping was still wearing a gown and sitting on the bed.

I've been sitting in bed for a day, and I don't get too scared!

As soon as he saw that Duan Qiuping was not sick and pretending to be sick, Duan Wen was angry.

No matter what you say about Duan Qiuping, she has never learned a lesson, is it possible that Duan Wen wants to be violent to her like Li Laosan, so she has a better memory?

But Duan Qiuping is thirty or forty after all, she is willing to be beaten, and Duan Wen is embarrassed to move that hand!

Duan Wen put his hands behind his back and drank to Duan Qiuping on the bed, "Still lying on the bed, your mother is cooking, why don't you come down to help?" ”

Duan Qiuping folded and folded the white paper wrapped in medicine, folded it neatly in her hand, and "Tell parsley to come back......

"Parsley is busy in the South Courtyard, you think you are the eldest in the family, Parsley is your daughter, not your servant, you become an angel and call her to do this and that for you. It's such a big person, your father and mother are raising you, your daughter is waiting for you, you pat your own face, and you feel ashamed! ”

Rao is Duan Wen said what is the use of breaking his throat, Duan Qiuping sat on the bed, still keeping her head down and not moving.

She was so scared that she didn't dare to look at Duan Wen's face, but she didn't feel ashamed at all.

was probably infected by Duan Wen, and Dou Shi was also upset and irritable, "Your wife and I have been busy all my life, and I don't have the life to sit and eat and enjoy happiness." This is good, I gave birth to a heartless eye who can't count on anything! ”

Duan Wen calmed down and walked to the bed.

Duan Qiuping thought that he was going to hit someone, so he couldn't help but swarm his body and shrank into the corner of the bed.

Duan Wen snorted twice at her, then squatted down and got under the bed, reaching out for two plastic basins of the same size.

The two plastic basins, though new, had never been useful and covered with dust.

Before leaving for the South Courtyard, Duan Wen said to Dou Shi: "The pot in the South Courtyard has been occupied, and you can't cook, you go and buy a few more steamed buns, stir-fry two dishes, and send them to the South Courtyard later."

Duan Wen went to the South Courtyard, Dou took the money and went out to buy steamed buns, Duan Qiuping couldn't sit still.

As soon as she heard the meaning of Duan Wen's mouth, it seemed that they were not eating in this small courtyard, and they were going to send the food to the southern courtyard.

Duan Qiuping hurriedly turned over and got out of bed, quickly filled herself with a bowl of porridge, hurriedly picked up some beans, and ate them in a panic.

When Duan Wen arrived at the South Courtyard, he saw that Duan Chengshun was still there, so he said, "Chengshun, your mother told you to go home for dinner."

"Hey, I'll go back then." Duan Chengshun walked to the door and ran back again, "Uncle Xiangzi, will you come back for the Autumn Lotus Winter Vacation?" ”

Duan Xiang was stunned for a moment, and gradually widened his eyes, this kid shouldn't have any thoughts about his sister, right?

He hasn't fallen in love yet, how old are these two little dolls, and they are already ahead of him?

The more Duan Xiang thought about it, the more angry he became, "What does it have to do with you if she doesn't come back?" ”

Duan Chengshun hung his head in frustration, and when he was about to leave, he heard Xiangqin shout, "Shunzi, I'll be here tomorrow in the afternoon." ”

Duan Chengshun wanted to come, looked at Duan Xiang's face, and felt that it was better to forget it. He didn't reply to Parsley and just left.

Duan Wen handed the basin to Duan Yongyuan, and just after listening to what Parsley said to Duan Chengshun, he remembered one thing, "Ming'er has a set, go around the market in the morning and see what you want to buy." ”

Xiangqin has this intention, and since Duan Wen has brought it up, it is inconvenient for her to say anything more.

The stone mill was washed out and also wiped dry. The boiling water on the dried chili peppers also dried, so they were ground into powder with a stone mill.

The chili noodles that were milled out for the first time were a little rough, and Parsley didn't like it very much, so she and Duan Xiang crushed it twice.

After grinding out the chili noodles, Dou brought the porridge to the pot.

Xiangqin went to the small courtyard to help bring the dishes, chopsticks and dishes, and the family left Duan Xiang to eat in the south courtyard lively.

Duan Yongyuan filled a bowl of porridge, picked up some vegetables, and sent it to Xue Danfeng in the hall.

Parsley ate hastily, and went to see that the toons boiled in the kitchen were almost dry, and the temperature was not hot anyway.

She put the basin prepared by Duan Wen on the stove, wrapped two spoonfuls of toon into a clean filter towel, and twisted the green and thick toon juice into the basin like a wet towel, until she could no longer wring out a drop of liquid.

Parsley did not throw away the dried toon leaves, but put them in a bowl and mixed them with salt and sesame oil, and served them to the few people in the courtyard who were still drinking the soup.

Duan Xiang took the lead in taking a pair of chopsticks and mixing toons and putting them in his mouth, chewing out a mouthful full of astringency, not as bitter as he imagined, probably neutralized by salt and sesame oil.

"It's a toon cooked in a pot!" Duan Xiang couldn't help but put a few more chopsticks in his mouth, the toon ran out of water, and the more he ate, the drier it became, "I originally thought that these toons would be useless after cooking, and I planned to send them to Aunt Aizhi to feed the pigs." ”

"The toon is salted, and the steamed bun is also delicious." Parsley said with a smile.

Duan Xiang immediately moved his hand, grabbed a steamed bun and broke it from the middle, sandwiched a few chopsticks and mixed toon to put the bun in the middle.

He took a big bite of it, glared exaggeratedly, and gave a thumbs up again and again, "I'll go home and get the jar later, and you can pickle some toon for me." ”