Qian Peiying's heart sank slightly when she heard her husband say this.

She only served her mother-in-law in modern times, and she was finally liberated, and she had to continue to serve in ancient times, and the tight spell had to be put on again, right?

I can't figure out what this ancient mother-in-law can look like.

Qian Peiying glanced at the food bag a few times, and her eyes flashed.

Before, she felt that what her daughter said was reasonable, and she had to be able to save it, but she was almost so angry that she couldn't send it, so she yelled at her husband.

But now, who is saving, who knows what will happen in the next minute, look at the three of them who have traveled through these twelve hours, this is an example, can they wear it back.

Of course, and the most important thing, when I arrived at my hometown, if I really did as my husband guessed, more than a dozen and almost twenty people fled the famine together, in order to save rations, you can imagine how bad they had to eat on the road.

Listening to that meaning, her mother-in-law in ancient times was not good at stubble, and it was estimated that she would have to hand over the food when she met, and her mother-in-law would control how much everyone ate at each meal.

That's not good, why let the old lady say it.

She Qian Peiying is reluctant now, and the food saved will also be shared for everyone to eat, so it is better to eat it all in her mouth. Take advantage of the fact that no one cares about it now, make more good ones, and eat them into the mouths of her husband and daughter, at least you can last a long time with oil and water in your stomach.

To put it mildly, she has no memory, and she has no feelings for those people, who are those people.

If it weren't for Lao Song saying that it was safe to get more people on the road in ancient times, she would have wanted to run away and go back to find them what to do.

Don't talk to her about taking advantage of other people's children's bodies and fulfilling their obligations, when anyone wants to come to ancient times, it's really unlucky.

After Qian Peiying figured it out, she said: "Then add a little white noodles to do something, it's all done." ”

Song Fusheng's white hand shook, and he was shocked by his daughter-in-law's domineering: "Do it all?" ”

looked at Qian Peiying with some suspicion, and always felt that her daughter-in-law was talking back.

You must know that your daughter-in-law can live better than anyone else, how can she speak more unreliable than him.

Don't look at his persuasion of his daughter just now, it is a distress for the child, it is persuasion, and he wants the child to have the last good meal before escaping the famine.

But in fact, if you don't eat or drink on the road, the big guy will stare at you? Don't look at the modern food stored in the space, but can you take it out now?

He is afraid that he will be discovered when he changes things in front of people, which is definitely a secret that cannot be known to outsiders, otherwise he was busy with something before, stored in the space, and used it now.

Qian Peiying sighed, first looked at her daughter, and then looked at her husband and said:

"Let's make twist flowers, make chess pieces, you bake more, you bake well, and fry some oil tea noodles."

These foods, which do not occupy a place and are convenient, are also hungry, and can be stored for a long time, and all these white noodles can be used for a long time.

When we get to my hometown, if my daughter and her grandmother let everyone drink rice cereal, let's not be special, we can't eat two things with everyone.

When the time comes, if you and your daughter can't stay hungry, you can secretly take out these food and put them on the mat. ”

After speaking, I remembered that there was still Qian Mishou.

Qian Peiying touched the sideburns on Qian Mishou's head, from ancient times to this moment, she can harden her heart to anyone, but this child can't.

Regardless of whether this crossing is in the past and present life, since she is still surnamed Qian, and her father is not bad to her, she has to be good to the Qian family.

In the future, she will protect this child for a day, Qian Peiying thought, it can be seen that she is still thinking about wearing back to modern times.

"We adults can suffer as much as they want, I don't dare to think about what Mi Shou and his daughter will do when they drink suddenly, anyway, try to make something delicious to carry hunger."

Song Fusheng looked at his wife, and smile lines appeared in the corners of his eyes: "That's what I mean, what nonsense is that, come, let's do it?" ”

"Come on."

The two of them were immediately busy, and they were reluctant to waste water to wash their hands, and they had to keep the bucket of water they brought in the car for cooking.

In a short time, the mule cart was as hot as a steamer, and a large iron pot was set on the charcoal basin, and a Japanese-style pot was set on the alcohol stove, and the two pots were burning together.

Counting the rations of the old cow's head, there are more than 80 catties of flour in total, Song Fusheng planned to use 30 catties of flour to fry the twist flowers, and estimated the materials in his heart, the noodles are ready, and they can fry about 500 sticks, and they need more than three liters of oil to use oil.

Glancing at the 5L oil drum that came out of the space, and the pitiful more than one pound of rapeseed oil in the ancient family, he planned to use the oil drum first, the oil was used up, and the bucket could still be filled with water, but it was much stronger than the big wooden barrel, and the wooden barrel couldn't hold much water and was still dead.

On the other hand, Qian Peiying is busier than Song Fusheng, she not only has to knead the dough of chess pieces, but also fry thirty catties of camellia noodles, and in her opinion, she would rather fry less twist flowers and more fried camellia noodles.

After all, the twist thing, now is the autumn day, at most it can be put for more than a month, just this, she has to use a while to get off the car to go to the toilet to remind her husband, let her husband find an opportunity, open the girl's snack bag in the space, and take out the small packet of desiccant inside, in case hundreds of twist flowers are tidal and hairy.

But the oil tea noodles are different, there are many benefits, the first thing is that it does not cost oil, a pound of flour also uses 30 grams of oil, she fried 30 catties, less than two catties is enough, and another is convenient, do not turn on the fire and are hungry with boiling water to soak a bowl of food to eat.

Qian Peiying commanded Sizhuang: "Go to the baggage and rummage through the paper bags containing sugar, and then look for the bags containing sesame seeds." ”

Qian Mishou was anxious: "Auntie, do you want to put noodles in the tea?" ”

"Ah, you quite understand."

Qian Mishou used his five-year-old mind to break his fingers to calculate the account: "Auntie, sugar is expensive, and when you are hungry, you can make a bowl of water, this is a meal." You fry that noodle tea, don't put sugar, it's a meal. Sesame was hungry and ate a few bites, and it was another meal. ”

Qian Peiying said with a smile: "Look at what you said is pitiful, go, don't smoke it in front of the pot, it's going to be hot, and your sister will squint for a while." ”

mentioned her daughter, Qian Peiying suddenly remembered that the girl had not made a sound for a long time, no wonder she felt that something was missing, and looked up.

I just saw Song Fuling rubbing the sweat on her forehead with the sleeves of her clothes, while lowering her head and sewing the quilt cover.

"What are you sewing?"

Song Fusheng also followed: "Do you know how to sew?" Pierce your hand again. ”

Song Fuling immediately glared at her parents, how could there be an ancient girl who couldn't sew things, the old cow head and Sizhuang heard it, and they couldn't wonder? The original body can also embroider tweed.

With the IQ of my parents, this is worn to ancient times, and if it is worn into spy warfare, both of them will have to be cannon fodder.

Song Fuling didn't say anything, handed the things in her hand forward, and motioned for them to look at it for themselves.

She was busy sewing the moisture-proof mat into the ancient linen quilt cover, otherwise the moisture-proof mat would be too dazzling.

You must know that she has personal experience, in modern times, she went to listen to outdoor music festivals, and when it was raining and cold outside, she put on a moisture-proof mat, and others always looked at her, not to mention that this is an ancient, shiny aluminum film, and when the time comes, people can't tell clearly.

Thinking of this, Song Fuling worriedly motioned to her father to look at Adi's bag, meaning: There is a telescope in the backpack or something, you have to find a way to lie and deceive the old bull head first, and get them to us as witnesses, to prove that the origin of these strange objects is legitimate, and those people in my hometown will be fooled.