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Hurrying to the agreed place, Yang Liu waited for a while before Roche appeared. Roche hurriedly apologized, and Yang Liu smiled and said it didn't matter. On the way back, the atmosphere in which the two of them were talking suddenly became very relaxed, and Luo Zhi was able to pick up the conversation, obviously the topic was still about the same, but Luo Zhi found that there was something more in Yang Liu's smile, which narrowed the distance between them.

Before parting, Yang Liu took out a pastry from the package and handed it to Roche, asking her to take it back and give it to the two children. Roche refused a few times, but accepted it when he saw that he couldn't resign.

Turning a corner, Yang Liu looked at the familiar wooden fence courtyard gate, and secretly clenched his fists to cheer himself up, come on, come on!

Suddenly, a small figure pounced and hugged Yang Liu's thigh, Yang Liu was startled, looked down and saw that Tie Zhu was raising his little face that was wiped by sweat and a black line in the east and west, and called affectionately: "Fifth aunt." ”

"Oops, our iron pillar nose is sweating." Yang Liu quipped with a smile.

The weather is still a little cold in the morning, but it is so hot and sweaty at noon, and Tiezhu loves to run around, playing sweating profusely, this cold and hot are a little cold, and the nose is running down at this time. Being teased by Yang Liu like this, Tie Zhu smiled embarrassedly, sniffed, but the snot still flowed out, and he rolled up his sleeves to wipe it.

"Don't move." Yang Liu hurriedly stopped, took out a handkerchief and wiped his snot, folded a few more layers and put them away, planning to take them home and wash them again. At this time, Tie Zhu was already a little impatient and asked, "Fifth aunt, have you bought sugar?" ”

It was almost lunchtime, and the four or five boys who were playing with Tie Zhu also came over, each with black sweat stains on their faces, and shouted Aunt Yang in their mouths. Yang Liu smiled and agreed, took a few boys to the old locust tree to fetch water, helped them wash their hands, and each of them gave a piece of Ding Ding candy, and let them go home for lunch. Yang Liu found out that in addition to the two snacks, Zhang Wenshan filled this package with all kinds of sugar, probably considering that the Li family has many children, or the sugar is stored longer than the pastries.

Tie Zhu stretched out his tongue and licked the sugar cubes in his palm, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Fifth aunt, how do you give them the sugar?!" "Tiezhu is a food protector, I haven't seen him take out the things in his hands, if he doesn't give them a few more pieces, he can eat a few more pieces, and just now he lost the fight with them, it was they who bullied themselves, why can they also eat sugar, Tiezhu is very dissatisfied.

"Good things are meant to be shared with friends, is Tiezhu a stingy ghost?"

"Of course not!" Tie Zhu immediately raised his head and showed that he was not a stingy ghost, and then lost his momentum again, and said weakly: "Then next time, can you give them a little less, a little bit." Tie Zhu stretched out his right hand, looked at Yang Liu with his thumb and index finger a little distance, and at the same time wrinkled his nose and sucked back the snot that was about to flow out.

Yang Liu looked at Tie Zhu funny, but he didn't ask for anything more and nodded. She knew that Tie Zhu was a huge concession by doing this, the child was still young, and a little teaching was fine. She took Tiezhu's hand and said, "Let's go, let's go home, go back and make you a handkerchief for the fifth aunt, don't wipe your nose with your sleeve in the future, you know?" ”

Tie Zhu hummed hard, and licked the sugar cube in his hand with a smile, it was so sweet.

Before pushing open the courtyard gate, Tie Zhu changed his slow licking of the sugar cubes, took the sugar cubes in his palm in his mouth, bit them a few times, and swallowed them in his stomach. Yang Liu leaned on the courtyard door with one hand, held the iron pillar with the other, tilted his head sideways and watched the iron pillar swallow a few mouthfuls, and then shook his yellowed teeth at Yang Liu.

Yang Liu suddenly felt that it was difficult to change the road ahead of the iron pillar and eat alone.

It's not too busy, Li Qiang and Li Cong also went home for lunch at noon. In the morning, He had ordered meat dishes, and Wen specially cooked rabbit meat. The smell of grass in the hare is very strong, but Wen doesn't know how to get rid of the smell of grass, anyway, it's all meat, so he does it according to the method of fried pork, and the willow can't eat it, so he only clips a chopstick and stops moving. She looked at the others, only to see that they were eating with relish. Yang Liu thought that there was something wrong with her taste buds, so she took chopsticks and pickles, but immediately she poured a few mouthfuls of porridge into her mouth, which must be the radish that has been soaked at the bottom of the jar for the longest time, the taste is salty, and there is no problem with her tongue.

After the meal, the people on duty cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, and everyone else took the opportunity to squint for a while, and Tie Zhu was also pulled by He Shi to take a nap after playing all morning. Yang Liu didn't have the habit of taking a nap, so he beckoned a few equally energetic little ones to help make apricot jam. Yang Liu divided the labor among several people, Qiaoqiao and Dashan washed one and cleared, and she was responsible for the knife part - cutting the apricots in half, picking out the apricot pits, and then cutting them into small pieces.

There are a lot of apricots, and the willow just waits for the wooden pot to be almost full, and apricot jam is not a staple food after all, and no one may like it, and it can't be stored for a long time if it's not frozen in hot weather, so she doesn't dare to do more. There is still about a small half left in the back basket, and Yang Liu picked and chose a dozen pickles that looked good and threw them into the kimchi jar, isn't there a pickled plum, maybe the pickled apricots can also be successful.

The remaining apricots were all plucked out of the pit, and all the flesh was poured into the dung pit as manure. Although I worked hard to carry it all the way back, I finally got into the dung pit, anyway, it was all sour, and falling on the ground was also considered to fatten the land, where was it different, Yang Liu was relieved when he thought about it.

If you want to make apricot jam delicious, you must first ensure that there is no oily smell in the pot, and Yang Liu scrubbed the boiling pot several times before Qiaoqiao increased the heat.

If you buy sugar and marinate it for 20 minutes, it will taste better, Yang Liu has to pour the apricots cut into small pieces into the pot and then add water, because the apricots are sour, Yang Liu put a lot of sugar in the pot, Zhang Wenshan gave her every kind of sugar, with nuts, super sweet all poured in. Bring to a boil over high heat, then turn to medium-low heat and slowly boil until sticky, just stirring while cooking. The willow was stirred while eating two sugars with Dashan Qiaoqiao, and almost every sugar was tasted, and the apricot sauce slowly took shape, and a sweet and sour fruity aroma bubbled out.

"It smells so good." Qiaoqiao sniffed, stood on tiptoe to look at the tender yellow jam in the pot, and said with a smile: "The color is also beautiful." ”

"It's delicious." Yang Liu went to extinguish the fire in the pot and said with a smile: "When it is made, it is particularly delicious to spread it on the steamed buns." ”

"That's going to be a few days." Qiaoqiao folded his hands and counted them, in addition to the busy farming and the New Year's holiday, there are few big fish and meat or steamed buns on the dinner table, grandma said that they usually eat a little bit, and they don't have enough to work if they are busy with farming. Although the farming is hard, the children are still looking forward to the sumptuous dishes on the dinner table when the farming is busy, and although they still can't eat enough, they are much happier than usual. She asked worriedly, "Won't it be broken?" ”

"No, it won't." Yang Liu replied, while flashing various refrigeration methods in her mind, she thought of her constant temperature space, and wondered if it had the effect of preserving. Hey, it's all because this space is too weak, she doesn't even have the interest to explore, and now her understanding of this space is only its existence and what shape it is.

The best container for storing apricot jam is a glass bottle, which is not only visually beautiful, but also can be stored in several small bottles, so that when you eat it, a small bottle is not easy to spoil after eating within a few days. But there was no such thing as glass at all, so Yang Liu had to find a small clay pot that was scalded with hot water in advance and dried thoroughly. When the apricot butter naturally drops to about 80 degrees, scoop it into a clay pot, seal it, and then put it in a wooden bucket with cold water to refrigerate.