Qingqing smiled, her heart warmed. I went and closed the door, took the lamp, put it on the small table at the head of the bed, and blew the lamp.

got into the quilt, and in the quilt there was a soup woman who was put by He's family. After she took a shower, she would read barefoot, and in general, she would know that her feet were frozen every time she had to sleep. So all year round, the He family will pour her a soup woman.

Of course, in the summer, the soup woman pours warm water so that she will not be unable to sleep because her feet are cold all the time.

She is actually very happy every day in Qiao's house, because she can feel that everyone in the family loves her every day. Needless to say, her father, second uncle and second aunt, even the grandfather who never gave her a good face. Just like just now, whenever his grandfather was at home, he would yell like this at night. 、

He has been paying attention to her, and he didn't feel sorry for the money for the coal stove, how could he feel sorry for the lamp oil. obviously didn't like her to show up, but he didn't really stop himself, who girl can study like this and not let her do any housework? So, let's learn some housework tomorrow!

I got up early in the morning, put on a blouse and went to the kitchen in the front yard.

He and Xiao Yue are there, Xiao Yue is chopping vegetables, He is watching the fire, and porridge is boiling in the big iron pot. Seeing her come in round, his eyes widened.

"What can I do?" Qingqing was a little embarrassed.

"What will you do?" Xiao Yue looked at his kitchen, his heart jumped, he was very worried that his kitchen would be destroyed by this eldest lady.

"It's okay to wash and disinfect." Qingqing hesitated.

"Sanitization? Girl, no one poisoned, what poison did you detoxify? Yue Wenqin sighed, looking at the way she was wearing so much, her round appearance, it should be cold in the morning, she was wearing a lot, and then she got a smock, it looked like she was blowing air on her body. Thinking about it, she didn't need to answer, she waved her hand, "Okay, will you make a fire?" Go make a fire. It's so warm! ”

"No, there are sparks, and you will ruin your clothes." He waved his hand, "You learn to cook with Xiao Yue, you are smart and can learn." It's okay to write it down. ”

"What do you do in the morning?" Qingqing was a little moved, and took out her notebook and charcoal from her coat pocket. This one is really ready to take notes all the time.

"Alas, forget it, eat vegetable porridge and fried cakes in the morning. Oh yes, here you go, ground into powder. Yue Wenqin wiped his hands on his waist and gave her a pestle.

Qingqing took a look, and inside was a piece of rock sugar and some fried soybeans. He took it honestly, squatted at the kitchen door, put the copper pestle on the upper steps, and pounded it obediently.

"Don't ask what it is?" Yue Wenqin was depressed, this guy responded a little! Although, she is smart, and her current posture is the best force.

"Powdered soybean sugar!" She didn't lift her head.

"Eaten?" Yue Wenqin was stunned for a moment, he thought it was his own original, and he specially fried soybeans in the morning.

"We use peanut sugar powder, or we can use brown sugar to spice up on top." Qingqing bowed her head and replied.

"What are peanuts?" Yue Wenqin raised his head and looked at He.

He shook his head, looked back at Qingqing, and whispered, "When she is doing things, don't pay attention to her, sometimes she talks nonsense." ”

Yue Wenqin shook his head, put up an oil pot in the charcoal stove on the side, poured soybean oil, and boiled the oil. Press the kneaded glutinous rice dough with oil into the flower mold and knock it into the open oil pan. Beautiful oil cakes bloom in the oil pan one by one.

"It's so good-looking, An An must like it." He was moved, but it was just a fried cake, and even the fried cake in the restaurant was not said to be so exquisite.

"So, I must let that little fat man know that what I make is the best and most beautiful." Yue Wenqin said proudly.

"What do you do when you eat at home and make it look so good? Qingqing, what are you doing? How can you hold such a heavy thing, come, Dad will pound it for you. Qiao Dayong went to look for Qingqing early in the morning, but Qingqing was not there, and now he sees Qingqing in the corner of the kitchen, pounding something with a copper pestle. He used to see it as hard rock candy, so he hurriedly grabbed it and pounded it up casually.

"Alas, Qiao Zhutou, you are like this, what can your daughter do?" Yue Wenqin gave him a roll of the eyes while frying the cake.

"She doesn't have to carry anything heavier than a book." Qiao Dayong gave him a roll of the eyes, held the pestle himself, and pounded it a few times.

"Aunt He, look at it, with such a father, who can your girl marry?" Yue Wenqin couldn't stand it anymore and asked He for support.

"In the first place, she didn't need to do these menial jobs. She reads well, and teaches An An how smart she is, and we Qingqing are much better than ordinary people just by saying that they can teach children. He also firmly supported Qiao Dayong, when she first got married, she also felt that her family's love for Qingqing was too much, but after she had An An, she immediately supported Qingqing to study hard and improve every day. Her son also pointed to Qingqing to help her take it!

"Alas!" Yue Wenqin sighed, "If I were the old man of your family, I would cry to death, and this family, except for him, would have no normal." ”

"I don't cry! Have you got any food? The old man came out and said coldly.

"Come on!" Yue Wenqin immediately responded happily.

Everyone despised him for a moment.

Qingqing didn't know when she was gone, and when she saw her again, she hugged An An and sat on his high stool. An An felt that she hadn't woken up yet, sitting on a high stool, still leaning on Qingqing, it would be like a baby, but the relationship between the two people was good, but it was very good.

"Get up and eat fried cakes!" Xiao Yue patted An An.

An An hurriedly came out of Qingqing's arms, and glanced at the table: "Why are there still no side dishes?" ”

"Do it yourself." Yue Wenqin sent a pot of vegetable porridge and a plate of fried cakes. It seems, a lot of dishes.

"Sister, I don't like to eat vegetables." An An wants to fight again, and there is nothing to love.

"I don't like it either!" Qingqing sat down beside him, looked down at the sticky vegetable porridge that had just been served, and said softly. Her porridge bowl is very beautiful, a small green bowl, the edge of the bowl is like a petal, and a fancy fried cake is placed in a small dish of the same color.

Qingqing looked at the fried cake, which was evenly sprinkled with powdered soybean sugar. She flicked the fried cake with her chopsticks. Maybe Yue Wenqin took into account Qingqing's small mouth, so he cut the cake into eight petals with a quick knife, which was cut with the angle of the petals, and it seemed that there was no destruction at all.

You must know that the serious fried cake is filled with brown sugar and white sugar, and the dough is a mixture of glutinous rice flour and flour. When the temperature of the oil pan is unbalanced with glutinous rice flour alone, it will bubble. Flour is used to stabilize the state of glutinous rice flour. In fact, he can also wrap soybean flour as a filling, but in terms of taste and visual effect, it is not as good as sprinkling it now.

But even if she doesn't have a foundation in cooking, she knows that glutinous rice cakes are the most difficult to cut, especially such a small piece, with flower petals, and cut into eight petals. Each piece is the same size, and the petals are not damaged?

"Your knife skills are good, huh?"