After the afternoon nap, the star fruit first chopped off the chicken head, chicken neck, chicken feet, and chicken wings of the pheasant, although these are good things in her eyes, but the people in the village are not very rare, they prefer to eat the meat on the chicken breast, many and tender, she originally wanted to keep the chicken legs, but after thinking about it, only one remained.

For the rest, the star fruit decided to send it to Aunt Liu's family. Now that life is better, although they don't lack this on weekdays, after all, wild pheasants are game and don't eat much.

Looking at the others, there are still some unroasted sparrows and insects, so I handed them over to Pei Yifan and asked him to send them to Lu Dahei. Although Lu Dahei didn't go awkwardly, he didn't know what to do at home.

As for Xia Dongyun, don't worry about her, no one else in their family eats these things except herself.

After distributing the things, the star fruit took the chicken to Aunt Liu's house, Aunt Liu was sitting under the eaves embroidering, saw the star fruit coming, and brought the pheasant, and quickly collected it.

"Peaches, you stewed it for your grandmother and ate it, and you thought about us again."

"Aunt Liu, I stayed, and I also left one of the chicken legs, hiding them as minced meat at night, and giving them chaos to eat for grandma, and she can't bite anything else." Star fruit said goodbye to Aunt Liu. "Orange is not going to the school, I have to go too."

"She! I didn't come back at all.,I guess I went straight to the school.,You know that girl.,I don't even sleep during the afternoon nap on weekdays.,It's neat to do the work.,But it's in a hurry.。 Speaking of Liu Cheng, Aunt Liu couldn't help but laugh and complain. It's our little peach, everything is the same as what you learned, and it's okay. ”

"Aunt Liu is eccentric again. I think oranges are very good like this, and they are naturally cute. Carambola smiled, and thought of Liu Tao's life experience, and couldn't help but look at Aunt Liu a few more times. Sure enough, the willow peach looks neither like Aunt Liu nor Uncle Liu.

When I arrived at the school, I saw that the yard was very quiet, and the star fruit went to the door to listen, Liu Cheng was teaching the big children arithmetic, and Xia Dongyun was teaching the children to recite poems, and the star fruit thought about it. decided not to tell you a story today, so she called Liu Cheng out, asked her and Xia Dongyun to finish the lecture later, and let the children go home.

Walking home slowly, the star fruit first made noodles and put them there to wake up, and began to chop the chicken legs to prepare the wontons.

"Momoko, what am I doing?" Qing Cang stood at the door of the kitchen, as if he wanted to help the star fruit.

Star fruit glanced at Qing Cang, to be honest, he didn't look like a capable person no matter how he looked at it. However, the star fruit was not polite, thought about it, and told Qing Cang to go to the vegetable garden to pull two green onions back, and use them as green onions later.

Seeing that Qing Cangle happily agreed to go out, star fruit shook his head, it seems that people are all sick with this, and they are tired of eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, so they want to eat something fresh. When I was tired of living a good life, I wanted to go to the mountain village to experience life.

Look at Qing Cang's jiashi. It is estimated that the beautiful wife and concubine in the family have seen enough, and they want to change their tastes here!

Carambola smiled, to say that after getting along for more than three years, she can be regarded as trusting Qingcang from use to prevention, especially over the years, he has really helped her and the village a lot. He said he was leaving. She also felt empty in her heart! But if he has any other ideas, then forget it, she doesn't like to be a seasoning agent for the rich second generation to be idle, so let's be a buddy!

After chopping the minced meat, grandma and Pei Yifan also came back one after another. Star fruit began to wrap wontons, this is not a new thing here, many people will wrap it, but before star fruit came to the village, everyone rarely ate it.

Qing Cang saw Pei Yifan helping to make wontons, and he also wanted to try it, so he glanced at the star fruit several times, and saw that the star fruit only pretended not to see him, so he had to speak.

"How are ravioli wrapped? I'll try it too. ”

"Let my brother teach you! He doesn't look good, I don't look good. "Star fruit is really speechless to Qing Cang, this rich second generation wants to experience life, and it really can't stop anything. But what she said was the truth, Pei Yifan's wonton buns are like small ingots one by one, which is very beautiful, making people have an appetite when they look at it.

Pei Yifan heard what star fruit said, so he had to slowly teach Qing Cang, Qing Cang clumsily picked up a wonton skin, followed Pei Yifan's example, and used chopsticks to get a little meat filling into it, listening to Pei Yifan say "less stuffing", and hurriedly made a chopstick, but there were more, put his hand on the side of the filling basin, shook it down, and the skin was full of filling.

Star fruit looked very much like laughing, so she had to purse her mouth and endure it, at this time she couldn't dampen people's enthusiasm.

Qing Cang held the wontons he had finally wrapped with his hand, and looked at Pei Yifan and the star fruit buns, among which Pei Yifan was the most beautiful, all of them looked like small ingots, although the shape of the star fruit buns was a little worse, but it was also very clean, unlike the one in his hand, which was filled inside and out, as if he was injured.

Star fruit was not amused by Qing Cang's wontons, but was amused by the frustrated and injured expression on Qing Cang's face. At this moment, Qing Cang is not as noble or easy-going as he usually is, he is always personable, but he has a childish spirit.

"Come, I'll tell you!" Carambola picked up a piece of skin, put it in Qing Cang's hand, and then held Qing Cang's hand with his hand, used chopsticks to make the stuffing, and then taught him to knead the skin, twisting and pinching it with both hands. "That's it, that's it!"

"You can cook this wonton for me alone for a while, it must be very delicious." Qing Cang looked at the wonton in his hand reverently, and said with sparkling eyes.

Star Fruit's face flushed, and then she realized that when she taught Qing Cang to make wontons, she had intimate contact with Qing Cang, and she didn't think much about it, but when Qing Cang said this, it seemed that she was deliberately intimate with Qing Cang.

"Cooking a wonton alone, if you think about it, it's too wasteful of fire." Carambola took the wonton from Qing Cang's hand and threw it on the board. "Brother Qingcang, try it yourself! If you really can't learn, just go and sit next to you and take a break, how to say that you are also a guest, and it is already embarrassing to let you make wontons. ”

As she spoke, she quietly looked at Pei Yifan, Pei Yifan was concentrating on wrapping wontons, as if she hadn't heard their conversation, grandma was busy feeding those chicks or something at the moment, and she was already a little behind her ears, and she couldn't hear what they were saying at all.

Seeing that both of them reacted normally, Carambola breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that you have to pay more attention in the future, this Qingcang is clearly deliberate.

Xu is saw that the little face of the star fruit suddenly became solemn, and the words that came out seemed a little unfamiliar, Qing Cang was silent, and began to concentrate on fiddling with the skins and fillings. I didn't expect that this seemingly trivial thing would also bring people endless happiness.

After zuihou finished wrapping a ravioli, Qing Cang saw that the star fruit still didn't speak, and couldn't help but hand the wonton in his hand to her to show her.

"Peaches, look, how did I wrap it?" Qing Cang's tone was a little swaggering and a little flattering.

"Yes, it's decent!" Star fruit smiled. "Brother Qingcang, it seems that no one will cook for you in the future, and you won't starve to death."

Qing Cang saw a smile on the star fruit's face, and also smiled, put down the wonton, and scooped up the water to wash his hands.

Carambola looked at Qing Cang as if she was very familiar with this family, and couldn't help but be a little funny, knowing that Qing Cang was still a little angry with her, she just finished saying that he was a "guest", so he wanted to make it look like he was not a guest.

Sure enough, the star fruit was not wrong, after dinner, Qing Cang saw that the star fruit was helping Pei Yifan clean up the table, so he came to the kitchen alone. In the cauldron is the water that has just been boiled and replaced with water, ready for everyone to wash. Qing Cang tried it on the lid of the pot with his hand, and felt that the water temperature was not enough, so he sat there very consciously and added firewood to the stove.

"Peaches!" Grandma saw Qing Cang go to the fire, thinking about how Qing Cang was also a guest, and hurriedly called star fruit. "You go and light the fire and let the young man rest."

Carambola wanted to ignore Qing Cang, he would let him do it if he was willing to work, anyway, he just felt fresh now, and he wouldn't do it when he was tired and tired. But since grandma had spoken, she had to agree to go into the kitchen, and saw that Qing Cang had already added a piece of wood to the stove, so that she didn't have to watch it burn at all, but Qing Cang was still sitting there, staring at the fire in the stove in a daze.

"Brother Qingcang, it's weirdly hot here, you better go to the yard to cool off!" Carambola Road. "Just add firewood, you don't have to watch the burning."

"Good!" Qing Cang agreed to stand up and walk to the door. Maybe he was in a hurry, and he didn't see the firewood under his feet, and he accidentally tripped over it, and the whole person planted it towards the star fruit.

Carambola was startled, and she didn't know whether it was better to help Qingcang or dodge it, Qingcang had already stumbled and pounced on her, but fortunately, Qingcang was quite flexible, hugged him, turned around and let herself zhanzhu, and did not fall.

"Momoko, are you alright?" Qing Cang's beautiful voice whispered in the ear of star fruit.

"Ahh It's okay, it's okay. Star fruit said, and hurriedly left Qing Cang's arms. Brother Qingcang, are you okay? ”

"I almost had something to do just now, but now I don't." Qing Cang's tone was smiling, very good, but also very ambiguous.

There was no palm light in the kitchen, only the fire in the stove was burning unhurriedly, and the face of the star fruit was slightly hot, and he felt that Qing Cang was deliberate. But even if Qing Cang really did it on purpose, star fruit would not say it, after all, at this time, she still pretended not to know anything.

"Brother Qingcang, you go out first! I'll get it for you when the water is ready, and then I'll call you. Star fruit sorted out her mood in time and sat down.

Qing Cang looked at the star fruit, and the fire in the stove was reflected on her face, bright and dark. The skin color of star fruit is not fair, it may be due to being outside for a long time, but it is not dark, it is a very attractive color. At this moment, her eyes were misty, and she did not look at him, but fell into deep thought at the flames.

He intuitively thought that star fruit must be thinking about that Luo Die at this moment. (To be continued......)

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