Chapter 111

Rong Qian, gender: male; Age: five years old.

The biggest challenge to date is: the fear of recipes from the wild.

If I am most satisfied, after my sister returned to Sihe, the food at home has improved significantly, which makes him more nostalgic for the small space of the kitchen.

Like now.

Sister Rong sprinkled fried haode sesame seeds on top of the boiled haode candy, and then knocked the sesame candy into pieces, the brown sugar tablets were stuck with dense sesame seeds, and she took a bite into her mouth, sweet and fragrant, and the unpleasantness outside was almost - almost thrown away by Rong Qian.

Just almost.

When he finished eating the sesame candy, he remembered it again.

The sister in front of him cooks food for him in the kitchen, and when she plays with him, she is the most amiable and respectable person, but when she forces him to eat insects in the wild, she is so annoying!

The word love and hate really accurately interprets Rong Qian's perception of Sister Rong.

-- This is after the siblings have been together for more than a month.

The apricots in the backyard of the house are ripe, and the golden apricots hang among the branches and leaves, hiding in the green leaves, and when the breeze blows, the whole body shows a mouth-watering color.

In addition to leaving the ripe and soft ones, Sister Rong picked some of them to make licorice apricots, as well as dried apricots, and after being busy, she didn't have time to go out in the field for the time being.

The lord of Nghe Ann is also very busy, the wheat in the field is ripe, Rong Shao has to go to the field every day to harvest the wheat, and she takes care of it under the kitchen. Originally, the food delivery was also hers, but since Sister Rong came back, she has taken care of these things. Anyway, there was a horse from the Chu family's guards outside the courtyard, and she rode much faster.

Not only the Rong family is busy, but the other four families are also very busy, the middle-aged men are in the field to harvest the crops, the women take care of all the housework in the house, change the pattern of cooking and send it to the field, the children are in the field to pick up ears of wheat, the older ones will give the adults hands, hugging the wheat bundle or something, it is also a kind of exercise.

In previous years, Rong Qian was also small, the wheat stubble harvested in the field was sharp and dense, and it was easy to get injured if he didn't pay attention to it, and the lord of Nghe An and Rong Shao were reluctant to let him suffer, so he never went to the field, and this summer he was thrown into the field to pick up the ears of wheat, carrying a small basket in his hand, and picking it up in the field that Rong Shao had harvested.

As a good young man who "wants to try to please the future father-in-law", Chu Junyue took it for granted that Twelve Lang went to the town to equip more than a dozen sickles, one for each person, and half of the guards were divided to Xiao Ze's house, and the rest stayed with him to help the Rong family.

Within two days, Rong Qian's face was much darker, and he carried a basket to spread joy in the field all day long, and the guards of the Chu family and Chu Junyue learned to harvest wheat with a sickle in the shortest possible time.

Major General Chu swung his sickle like a big blade, and under the frightened gaze of Sister Rong when she brought the food, the crops in front of him fell down like a lawnmower......

The rise of his sweaty mowing, Sister Rong imagined the crops in this land as the Haikou who suffered in his hands back then, and she was quite sympathetic to his opponents.

After two days of hard work, Rong Shao expressed great appreciation for Chu Junyue's combat effectiveness, and verbally expressed praise and gratitude.

According to Twelve Lang's description, the young general was praised by the old man and was even more excited than Dangti who made military exploits in suppressing bandits at sea.

Eleven Lang corrected his mistake with a smile: "It's the future father-in-law, the future." ”

The two of them followed behind Chu Junyue, talking in a whisper while harvesting grain, of course, the volume was completely controlled to the extent that Rong Shao could hear it.

General Rong only worked with his head bored, and the degree of concentration was touching, as if this shijie was the only thing that made him concentrate on harvesting crops, and it seemed that Fang Cai's verbal praise of General Chu Shao was completely an illusion of the Chu family's guards.

Rong Qian carried the small basket and blinked his big eyes, carefully bypassed Eleven Lang and Twelve Lang, ran to Rong Shao's back and patted him on the shoulder, with a look of ignorance: "Daddy, who are they talking about?" ”

A piece of wheat stubble fell, Rong Shao turned his head and touched the beads of sweat on the child's head: "Daddy didn't hear anything just now, are you talking about Uncle Luo?" Or Uncle Qiu? ”

Eleven Lang: "......"

Twelve: "......"

Failed to beat the side drum!

In the distance, Sister Rong put the food and tea under the shade of the tree, and waved to the people working in the fields, and when they all got up and went over there, Rong Qian also put down the small basket and followed Rong Shao to meet Sister A.

When I saw her collecting firewood and making a fire, I suddenly had the urge to turn around and run.

- Sister is really getting more and more terrifying!

"Brother, where are you going?"

Behind Xiao'er, Sister Rong'er's extremely gentle voice sounded. He stopped, turned around in small steps, and smiled very reluctantly: "Sister...... I have an urgent need to urinate...... Urgency ......"

Rong Shao smiled, and the guards of the Chu family burst into laughter, and even Rong Shao couldn't help laughing, only Chu Junyue winked at him: "Qian'er, no matter what your sister wants to bake, I'll help you eat it, okay?" "

Rong Qian nodded heavily, his big eyes were full of gratitude, but when he saw the things that his sister baked clearly, his whole little face collapsed.

After the wheat is yellow, there are always half-yellow unripe wheat in the corners and corners, and Sister Rong's latest wild recipe today is roasted wheat.

After the half-yellow wheat with a little green is tied into a small handful, the firewood is lit, and the ears of wheat are thrown on the fire, just waiting for the fire to burn almost, but about three minutes, the burnt black ears of wheat are pulled out, and they are kneaded in the palm of their hands, and the black skin is blown off.

Sister Rong first rubbed herself and ate it, then rubbed the second handful, and motioned to everyone present to do it themselves, and looked at Xiao'er with a smile.

Rong Qian bit his lip.

A manly man, he must stand up to the sky and the earth when he speaks, and he will be true to his words.

Daddy often taught him this, especially that day, since he was scared to cry by a grasshopper, and was ridiculed by Sister A for not being as bold as the little ladies, he secretly decided not to shed golden beans again.

The smell of new wheat burnt fragrance lingered on the tip of his nose, Xiao'er swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his big eyes turned twice, and when he saw the black and gray marks on Chu Junyue's lips, he took out his small handkerchief very thoughtfully to help him wipe it, which made Chu Junyue subconsciously stiffen - it was really an embarrassing and novel experience to be wiped by a child.

"Look, look at you, Brother Saburo, you're too careless! How many times have you said that you should eat cleanly, don't get your own face and body! It's so unsettling that you're like this! The tone was nagging, as if the county lord of Nghe An criticized him on weekdays, but only slightly changed, and Zuihou said the purpose: "I'll eat it for you!" ”

The author has something to say: I went to the countryside yesterday, and I only came back tonight.

After reading everyone's messages, I found that ...... There are many people who have very rich wild recipes when they are young, which is an eye-opener for me.

Think about the wild recipes when I was a child, it is really one of the most beautiful memories of childhood - not how delicious the wild recipes are, but the simple joy that makes people really nostalgic.