It wasn't until lying on the kang that Yu Qiao sorted out the thoughts in his head.

"Mother, brother, he's too skilled on the wall."

Although the wall was only one person high, it was not something that could be jumped on casually.

Besides, Yu An went up and down very lightly, and there was no sound at all.

No matter how you look at it, it's like a veteran.

Wang Huiniang heard Yu Qiao's words but didn't care, "Don't say it's your brother, the male baby in the village, which one is not climbing high or low, let alone a one-person high courtyard wall, or a tree a few meters high, it is also climbing up slowly." Alright, let's go to sleep! ”

Hearing Wang Huiniang's words, Yu Qiao didn't know what else he could say.

After thinking about it, I thought it wasn't a bad thing, so I closed my eyes and went to sleep.

The next day, when Hongdou woke up, she was the only one left on the kang.

It's already bright outside, and you don't need to ask to know that Wang Huiniang must have gone out to cook.

Yu Qiao hurriedly got dressed and walked out, ready to help Wang Huiniang work.

Wang Hui and Niang take turns to do housework, but it's not just cooking.

There are also eight chickens and three pigs at home, and their food is also cooked by Wang Huiniang.

Sweeping the yard, washing clothes, watering the vegetable patch, nothing is light.

When he opened the door and came to the yard, Yu Qiao saw that the yard had been cleaned.

Water was also splashed on the ground so that even if it was windy, it would not be dusty.

Seeing this, Yu Qiao hurriedly went to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Wang Huiniang was lifting the lid of the pot.

As she moved, a wave of heat rose into the air, and along with it, a smell wafted through the kitchen.

Yu Qiao looked at it intently, and saw that the pot was a freshly steamed nest.

The wowotou is yellow, and it should be mostly cornmeal.

"Mother, what else do you have to do? I'll help you. ”

Yu Qiao said as he took the wooden basin to scoop up the water and prepare to wash.

Wang Huiniang took out the wowotou one by one, put it in the bun basket, and didn't forget to say, "This is ready to eat, Aqiao, you put the porridge in the basin." ”

The porridge that Wang Huiniang said is a dialect on their side.

In fact, after the hot water in the pot is boiled, pour the stirred batter evenly into it, and stir with a spoon while pouring, it is best to have no gnocchi.

Of course, there are some small gnocchi that are fine, and it does not affect the eating.

Because Yu Li's family is extraordinarily picky, when the farm is slack, he will not be allowed to drink corn porridge in the morning, and he usually drinks this kind of porridge.

Yu Qiao took a big spoon and put the porridge in the pot into two porcelain pots.

That pot of porridge was no more, no less, and it turned out to be just two pots.

Seeing this, Yu Qiao glanced at Wang Huiniang with great admiration, "Mother, you are really amazing!" ”

This is not something that anyone can grasp, and it is only possible for someone who cooks all year round.

The breakfast of the Yu family can be said to be very simple, porridge, wowotou, as well as cold wild vegetables, shredded pickles.

That's it, not everyone can eat with an open stomach.

is probably due to personality, Yu Li's favorite thing is to distribute food to the people in the family, and this time is no exception.

Yu Qiao sat quietly and watched Yu Li serve food to everyone.

Serving rice is serving rice, Yu Li's hands are constantly moving, and his mouth is not stopping.

"I don't know what kind of sin I have created, I am all old, and I have to serve you one by one and serve you food!"

Hearing this, Yu Qiao smiled and said to Yu Li, "Milk, then you are really hard." I'll help you with it! ”