At noon that day, the Wen family stewed a large pot of rabbit meat, and its aroma caused the neighbors to sniff again and again, and they said one by one: What kind of delicious food does the Wen family make, why is it fragrant?

When I think of other people's daughters who have gone to women's school, I secretly envy that I have learned it seriously, and this skill of making tea and rice is much better than them, and smelling this fragrance is like wafting out of a restaurant.

The fat-stealing bird, which was eating raw offal, smelled the fragrance wafting from the kitchen, and suddenly felt that there was no taste in its mouth, and it stretched its neck to look into the kitchen, but it couldn't see the inside because of the wall.

Thinking about the meat I ate a few days ago, the bird's beak was secreting, and its claws moved slowly towards the kitchen uncontrollably.

The sticky sauce-colored soup is bubbling in the iron pot, and the white radish cut into small pieces desperately sucks the soup to make it taste more delicious, and the minced pork has been stewed until the color is red and bright, soft and crispy.

Seeing that the soup was almost finished, Wen Shu hurriedly lowered the fire, took the vegetable bowl on the stove, and beat the rabbit meat. The two rabbits were all stewed in half a pot, and they couldn't fit a pot in a vegetable pot.

Wen Shu only beat half a pot and stopped, sprinkled the chopped green onions that had been cut in the morning, and divided the remaining half into five portions with a large bowl.

One is going to be brought to the tea shed tomorrow for Zhao Niangzi and the dog to eat, one is sent to Uncle Sun next door, and the remaining three parts, two of which she plans to receive the storage basket first, keep it for later and eat it slowly, as for the last one, it is naturally for the bird in the courtyard.

I thought it would sneak away without saying goodbye, but who would have thought that it would go out to look for food, and remember to bring her something when it comes back.

To be honest, she was a little moved.

Happy, he stewed both rabbits and left a bowl for them.

Sprinkled the chopped green onion on the noodles, Wen Shu stir-fried a white siad again, and when the white siad was fried, she took the vegetable pot to the hall.

However, as soon as he turned around, he met the gaze of the fat stealer, and at that time it was stretching its neck to reach this way, and when it saw her looking over, it hurriedly fluttered its wings and flew away in panic.

Wen Shu: "。。。。。 ”

When he walked out of the kitchen, he saw it standing by the well with his neck shrinking and his head tilted from time to time.

Wen Shu put the dish down in the hall, and when he came out, his hand beckoned to it, "Come here." ”

The Fat Stealer took a closer look at her and saw that she didn't look angry, so he spread his wings and rushed in towards her.

"What did the ghosts do just now? Say, did you do something bad? Wen Shu asked, rubbing its round head.

The fat stealing bird rolled his eyes, didn't you say that you can't get close to the kitchen, otherwise you won't give meat to eat.

"Quack~quack" The fat stealing bird shook its head in protest.

Seeing that the internal organs by the well hadn't been eaten, Wen Shu couldn't help but knock on its head, "Why don't you eat it?" Is it too full to eat outside, I also left you a bowl of stewed rabbit meat, and I can't eat it now, so let's eat it at night. ”

"Quack~Quack"

As soon as he heard that there was no meat to eat, the fat-stealing bird hurriedly fanned his wings, and the strong wind almost blew down Wen Shu in front of him.

Although one person and one bird couldn't communicate, seeing that this behavior was angry, Wen Shu understood the words in front of him a little, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Give the meat to eat, give the meat to eat." ”

With these words, the fat stealing bird obediently put away his wings, and his round eyes looked at the vegetable basin in the middle of the hall, and one of his wings was about to go over to grab the meat, but Wen Shu grabbed his tail.

"It's not that, yours is in the kitchen, go to the well and wait, I'll serve it now."

The fat thief ignored her, and she didn't move a single step, and she looked like if you didn't bring the meat, and I would eat it.

Wen Shu was angry and funny, pointing at it to keep it moving, and quickly ran to the kitchen, bringing out the free meat that had been left for it.

Seeing that she really came out with the meat and went to the well, the fat stealing bird had one wing and rushed over.

At noon, the father and daughter ate a hearty meal, enjoyable, half a pot of stewed rabbit meat, and went to most of it.

After the meal, Father Wen went back to the room to take a lunch break, and Wen Shu went to the well to pick up the freshly peeled black rabbit skin.

This rabbit skin was peeled off from the rabbit that the fat stealer had just brought back, and as for the one last night, due to the raw hands and the dark sky, the early poke was gone, and she was thrown away early in the morning.

The one in my hand right now, although there are still some gaps in the corners, but there is the leather practice from yesterday, plus the sky is bright at noon, and the overall situation is quite complete. Take nitrate, make a hand cage for her father in winter, or make a waist guard for a few more people.

Thinking of the nitrate skin, she thought that she still had a piece of Menghuai skin that was being nitrated, and now she didn't know what to do after five days.

Although the agreement with the old man is to take the goods at the beginning of next month, it should be no problem to go to see at this time, and then take this rabbit skin over to be cut by the way, so as not to smell after a long time.

Having made up her mind, she immediately found a bamboo basket by the well to put on the rabbit skin, and then said hello to the fat thief and went out of the yard.

Two quarters of an hour later, when she turned into the dilapidated alley again, the old man and his wife were sitting by the door eating with a bowl in hand.

Wen Shu took a closer look, but found that the bowl they were holding was still gruel, and the porridge was also mixed with bran skin, but what was better than last time was that this time there was white rice in it.

Seeing her coming, the old man hurriedly stood up and said solemnly: "The little lady is here to get the skin, the skin has just been kneaded, and if you want it to be all right, you have to wait a few days." ”

"Weng Weng is not in a hurry, I'm not here to get the skin." Wen Shu hurriedly waved his hand, lifted the old clothes covered by the bamboo basket, and said with a smile: "I'm here to deliver the skin, and this rabbit skin is also for you to nit together." ”

The old man usually shaves the most rabbit skin, and it is not effortless to be familiar, and he hurriedly said: "Make, make, thank you for taking care of the little lady, this skin is small, and you can come to pick it up in three days." ”

"I'm not in a hurry, let's pick it up with that big one at the beginning of the month." After that, he asked the old man how much money he wanted to give him.

The old man said that she had already given a deposit last time, and this time the money could be settled when the goods were picked up. Wen Shu stared at their bowls for a long time, then hesitated to ask them why they were eating rice bran.

In her opinion, as far as the deposit she gave last time, the second elder didn't say how good it was, but it was absolutely no problem to eat steamed buns or cooking cakes until the end of the month, so why should she eat this kind of porridge mixed with bran.

The second elder was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then smiled and said: "It's nothing to eat this, it's enough for us to have this stutter when we are old." ”

Wen Shu frowned, and was about to say why he should treat himself badly if he was rich, but before he could say anything, there was a sudden sound of running at the entrance of the alley, and then a seven or eight-year-old male doll ran over with a bookbag on his back, and shouted: "Grandma, Weng Weng." ”

"Hey, Junko is back from school, come on, Grandma in the pot has made your favorite egg custard." The two elders smiled and beckoned to the male doll.

Wen Shu saw that there was something else he didn't understand, two old men, one was blind and couldn't live, and the other was cold and could only barely make ends meet, so he had to provide for his grandson to study, what else could he do except be frugal.

However, it is better to have a grandson who is always with her knees, than to live alone with the thoughts of her sons, after all, children are hope and sustenance.