After sending the Li family's pinching and weaving, Song Qingyuan took over the cooking work.

"Yuan'er, I'll help you." Song Qingmo came over to help Song Qingyuan and help light the fire.

Song Qingyuan helped the three rooms so much, and she was full of gratitude to Song Qingyuan.

Song Qingyuan smiled, this little hedgehog is good with her now.

At noon, Song Chengzhong and Dalang Saburo had already returned home.

Song Qingyuan burned six tortillas.

Ye sent Song Qingrong to chop the remaining chicken.

A large bowl of minced chicken soup was distributed in each room.

Dafang was naturally eaten by Song Chengzhong and Da Lang.

Sun and Song Qinglian also took a sip.

Saburo in the second room only drank two sips.

Song Qingyuan didn't stick to it.

It all went into the stomachs of Li and Shiro.

When Erlang returned home, Li was licking his lips and taking the last sip.

"Oops, why did Erlang come back, the chicken soup is gone." Li wiped the soup stains from the corners of his mouth.

"There are still three rooms, you go to your third aunt to ask for it." Li Shi rolled his eyes and pointed to the third room.

"Heh......" Erlang sneered and pursed his lips, he didn't care about a mouthful of chicken soup.

Why lick your face and go to the third room to ask for it.

During these days, he made a lot of money selling flower baskets.

Chicken is not less, and this bit of chicken soup will be rare for him.

However, these days, the smallpox basket is becoming more and more unsellable.

A sad look flashed across Jiro's face.

In addition to the county, they ran all over the surrounding towns.

More and more people are selling flower baskets to them.

It's also getting cheaper.

When he first returned, only two had been sold.

It's still sold for three pennies.

The further back you go, the lower the price of the flower basket will be.

Look, there is no money to be made.

He had also discussed with Song Qingyuan, but Song Qingyuan couldn't do anything.

You can only resign yourself to fate.

Jiro glanced at his mother and younger brother who were licking his lips, and turned back to his room.

Drinking a bowl of chicken soup, Li sent Shiro to send the bowl to the kitchen.

I moved a stool and continued to pinch my braids.

Song Qingyuan observed for a while, according to the current momentum of the Li family, it would not be able to slow down for a while and a half.

Relieved of his heart, Song Qingyuan happily took a nap.

............

When I slept until the afternoon, the sun shone in through the paper window.

The person who shines is warm.

Song Qingyuan stretched his waist, and it felt so good to be full of energy.

Put on your shoes and get off the kang, wash your hands, wash your face, and prepare dinner.

Song Qingyuan came to the kitchen, opened the pot and looked, there was not much chicken soup left in the pot.

It's only enough for Ye to drink for himself.

It seems that it was all divided among the rooms at noon.

Song Qingyuan shook his head, he really didn't know what to say about the Ye family, it was too virgin.

Song Qingmo came over to help Song Qingyuan light the fire as usual.

Song Qingyuan took out the chicken offal, chicken heads, and chicken feet that had been put up in the morning and chopped them up.

I went to the yard again and picked three cabbages.

Now in this season, the cabbage has not fully grown, it is not so big, and it looks tender.

Break off the cabbage one by one and wash it.

Then I went to the barn and took six potatoes, peeled them, and cut them into cubes.

Scoop a small spoonful of lard into the pot, wait for the oil to cook, put in the green onion, ginger and garlic and stir-fry the pot.

Then put the chicken offal, chicken head and chicken feet, stir-fry for a while, and put the potatoes and cabbage.

Add salt and water. Buckle the lid on.

It can only be eaten out of the pot.

It's not that Song Qingyuan doesn't want to make it more delicious, it's just that soy sauce and other seasonings are not available to the Song family.

However, Gu Song Qingyuan knew that there was soy sauce in this era.

"When you have money, you must buy these essential seasonings for cooking." Song Qingyuan said secretly.

Stewing vegetables here, Song Qingyuan went to the upper room to serve some cornmeal.

Taking advantage of Zhou's low mood and lack of heart to take care of things, Song Qingyuan deliberately served more.

Everyone's stomach is fed.

Since there were more people in the Song family for dinner, Song Qingyuan did not continue to make cakes, but made wowotou.

"Why do you give this old cornmeal today?" Song Qingmo looked at it in surprise, and there was obviously a lot more cornmeal.

"Milk doesn't care about me, I'll serve it myself." Song Qingyuan said with a smile.

"Then when you're ready, hide it and keep it for yourself."

Song Qingyuan shook his head.

"Do you want to bring it to the table for everyone to eat?" Song Qingmo exclaimed, she originally thought that Song Qingyuan was going to hide and eat by herself.

"If you let the milk find out that there are more of these old nests, it will definitely count you." The number is still light.

"It should be fine!" Song Qingyuan smiled.

How can the old lady care about this now, besides, she is being favored in the past two days.

It's a big deal to be counted.

"Tsk!" Song Qingyuan smiled secretly, she could be regarded as pampered and arrogant.

After dinner was ready, with the help of several children of the Song family, the table was set and served.

Li sat on the stool and exclaimed, "Oh, why ......are you so old today?"

When she reacted, it was her daughter who was cooking today, and immediately closed her mouth and smiled wryly.

Taking advantage of the old lady's inattention, she quickly grabbed out two nests and hid them in her arms.

Then sit down quickly and wait for Zhou's to eat.

Zhou slowly moved to the side of the kang and made a straight face, "What are you doing, you don't have long hands!" ”

"I'm still waiting for me, an old woman, to serve you."

"One by one, they are all old and expensive."

"Tell me for yourself, what's the use of raising such a big one, they are all a bunch of debt collectors."

Zhou's eyes were on Song Chengli, "Third child, you are waiting for me to serve you, if you don't bring the nest head to you, you won't know how to eat!" ”

"Isn't the food at home waiting for the milk, and my father dares to eat if the milk doesn't speak!" Song Qingmo choked.

"Oh my God!"

"Even a granddaughter dares to ask me to be strong, I'm not alive, I'll go and pay for your mother's life." Zhou said that he was about to hit the wall.

Song Chengzhong, Song Chengli saw this and hurriedly grabbed Zhou.

Zhou hit Song Chengli's stomach several times, and Song Chengli couldn't even straighten up before he stopped.

Seeing Song Qingmo's distress, "Dad, my sister is still taking care of my mother, you go and change her." ”

"This ......" Song Chengli looked at the Zhou family who was making trouble, and without waiting for refusal, he was dragged out of the upper room by Song Qingmo.

"Mo'er, you milk her...... How can you pull me away, if something happens to your grandmother, ......" Song Chengli said and went back.

Song Qingmo grabbed it stiffly, "Dad, you can't see it, my grandmother is making trouble for you." ”

"If you're gone, my milk won't be able to make trouble."

"Besides, everyone is here, what can happen to my milk, you can go and change my sister."

"My sister hasn't eaten yet." Song Qingmo stuffed the nest head that she had stolen just now into Song Chengli's hand.

When Song Qingmo came back, Zhou's eyes were fixed on the door.

found that Song Chengli really didn't follow up, and rolled his eyes angrily.

I hold it in my stomach in one breath, and I can't go out or go in.

Zhou's hateful teeth itched, and he sighed secretly, he shouldn't have let the big house save private money in the first place.

Right now...... Ay...... I can't hold it down!