"Aunt Li, you can also take a few fireworks sticks to play. It's hard to come by. Song Lingyue saw the yearning in Aunt Li's eyes, so she pushed her and asked her to play too.

Fireworks belong to the scope of government control, whether it is to make fireworks or set off fireworks, there are special personnel to do it, ordinary people are not allowed to set off large fireworks.

can get a fireworks stick, Qi Mo is really not an ordinary ability.

Song Lingyue couldn't help but squint her eyes, there were thousands of doubts in her heart, but she stubbornly wanted to wait for that person to take the initiative to confess to her.

Song Lingyue's fireworks stick had long been extinguished, she put the fireworks stick aside, and took a cup of tea.

Qi Mo came behind her at some point: "Why don't you go to play anymore?" ”

"I don't think it's interesting, but I like it." Seeing the smile on Song Yanzhi's face, Song Lingyue felt that today's hard work was worth it.

"But you're pretty good! Not only did they get fireworks sticks, but they also got ice cubes. Qi Mo, you are really making me more and more unable to see through you. ”

The breeze blew through Song Lingyue's sideburns, and she hurriedly reached out and stuffed the broken hair that hindered her vision behind her ears.

"Then let's just say it's each other."

"Why?" Song Lingyue asked.

"'The riddle is qualified, but it is daunting.'" Qi Mo read out this riddle, "If I'm not mistaken, you didn't answer this question at the lantern riddle meeting of the Flower Dynasty Festival that day, did you?" But today, you have written the correct answer with the word 'bluff'. Can you tell me why? ”

Song Lingyue was shocked in her heart, but her face did not change, her thin lips opened lightly, and she said with a smile: "I didn't come up with an answer on the day of the Flower Dynasty Festival, but today I suddenly opened my spiritual aura, so I thought about trying it, but I didn't expect it to be really right." ”

"Really?" Qi Mo's black and white pupils reflected Song Lingyue's slightly flustered but tried his best to hide his face, his thin lips hooked up a shallow smile, and his voice was faint, revealing a casual taste: "I thought that day, you deliberately didn't answer that question correctly and deliberately lost to me." ”

His words fell on Song Lingyue's ears like a drum.

"Then why don't you ask?" Her heart was pounding in her chest, like a basket of rabbits.

"If I asked, would you answer?" Qi Mo asked rhetorically, and he looked into her eyes until Song Lingyue lowered her head to avoid his gaze.

“…… Yes. After being silent for a long time, Song Lingyue's cherry lips spit out such a word, "Secrets are pressed in my heart, and sometimes it is a very tiring thing." ”

"And now? Can you still tell me? Qi Mo couldn't wait to ask.

Unexpectedly, Song Lingyue smiled at this time, stretched out her index finger and shook it left and right in front of his eyes: "No." The gambling contract is time-limited, and the son didn't ask at the time, but now he ...... It's late. ”

"And when will you be willing to tell me?" Qi Mo didn't have the idea that Song Lingyue would tell the truth, so it was not strange to get her answer.

"That's up to you." Song Lingyue stretched out her finger and tapped it lightly on Qi Mo's chest, "When you think I'm really trustworthy, or I think you're trustworthy, I'll tell you my secret." Of course, in the same way, you must also exchange your secrets with me, what, do you dare? ”

A touch of provocation rolled up in her narrow eyebrows, and her cherry lips bloomed with an arbitrary arc, making Qi Mo a little stunned for a moment.

"Sister! Let's go have fun together! Without waiting for Qi Mo to react, Song Yanzhi had already pulled Song Lingyue into the crowd to play with fireworks.

Qi Mo only remembered that when he passed by, Song Lingyue looked at him with a deep meaning and a faint expectation.

The hand in the sleeve was tightened, the nails were almost embedded in the palm of the hand, and the secret that lay across her chest was almost confided in her pale eyes, but reason made him tense the last line of defense, and the secret could not be revealed.

The happiest surprise banquet that night was undoubtedly Song Yanzhi, but Qi Mo was the only one who couldn't fall asleep when he returned to the wing.

The next day, Song Lingyue told Liu Liang to go to Xihe Village in the west of the city to charter an acre of farmland, and she wanted to expand the cultivation of chili peppers.

"Isn't that little hole in the garden enough for us to eat?" Liu Liang was puzzled.

Song Lingyue said with a smile: "This seven-star pepper is not only used for cooking, but also for medicine, as for how to use seven-star pepper for medicine, that's a secret." ”

Although Liu Liang didn't understand anything, he still nodded: "Okay, then I'll do it." However, how did you come up with the idea of contracting farmland in Xihe Village? It's not that close to us. ”

"It's a bit far away, but the air over there is relatively humid, and it's close to the moat, which is helpful for the growth of the Seven Star Pepper." Song Lingyue looked at the map last night, and there are only a few villages close to Jizhou City, and Xihe Village has the best geographical location and the most fertile land.

Song Lingyue planned to wait for them to cultivate the pepper seedlings, and then directly transplant the seedlings with soil to the farmland contracted by Xihe Village.

The reason why she wanted to do this was because the seeds of the seven-star pepper were not easy to come by, and she was afraid that those villagers would not see it, and if they were damaged, it would be bad.

told Liu Liang about his future plans, and Liu Liang also agreed with Song Lingyue's meaning, so he immediately set off to Xihe Village to talk about contracting farmland.

Originally, Song Lingyue wanted to hand this matter over to Qi Mo, but Qi Mo's appearance of not distinguishing between grains and grains, Song Lingyue doubted that if people contracted the sand land to him, he was afraid that he would accept it happily.

There were not many patients who came to the hospital to sell medicine in the morning, and Song Lingyue saw that there was no one after dealing with a few cold patients, so she commanded Qi Mo to close the door of the hospital, planning to wait until it was hot at noon before opening for business.

By the time she and Qi Mo returned home, it was already past noon, and the lively courtyard was now a little deserted.

It's no wonder that Song Yanzhi's school doesn't go home at noon, and the private school will take care of a lunch, and he can only come back at night, which also relieves Song Lingyue a lot of pressure.

"Why is it so quiet at home today?" Even Qi Mo sensed that something was wrong.

"yes. Why are you so lonely? Song Lingyue was also surprised, if it was as usual, Aunt Li should be busy making lunch for them in the kitchen at this time.

But now there is no smell of food in the kitchen?

"Xiangling? Aunt Li? Song Lingyue raised her voice and called out the names of the two.

In the past few days, Song Lingyue has assigned the task of letting Xiangling read "Miscellaneous Treatises on Typhoid Fever", preparing to follow her up after she has mastered all these medical skills.

Xiangling heard the sound and came out of the study, still holding the book "Miscellaneous Treatises on Typhoid Fever" in her hand, and saw Song Lingyue and Qi Mo hurriedly trotting over.

"Master, are you looking for me?" Xiangling looked up at Song Lingyue and asked.

"Why didn't you answer for so long?" Song Lingyue's tone was reproachful.

I saw Xiangling in front of her plucking her ears, pulling out a piece of cotton cloth from it, and smiling apologetically at Song Lingyue and Qi Mo:

"The birdsong in the morning is really noisy, so I thought of a way to block my ears so that I could hear less sound, and the effect was not bad."

Song Lingyue was amused, but she didn't expect Xiangling to be so serious when she read medical skills.

She patted Xiangling on the shoulder, and asked in a low voice, "Xiangling, where is your mother?" Why didn't you see her? ”

"My mother, just half an hour ago, Aunt Yuan Niang came to my mother, saying that Aunt Chun'er was about to give birth, and asked my mother to go over too, and my mother went, and asked me to tell you that she would not be able to come back until night."

Xiangling patted her head after speaking, and said apologetically: "I was so fascinated by reading that I forgot the time for a while, and I didn't have time to inform the master." But, Master, how did you come back so early today? ”

"There is no business coming to the door today, and the weather is also hot, so I want to wait until noon is past and the weather is cooler before opening the door." Song Lingyue helped Xiangling wipe the sweat from her forehead, "Your mother went to Aunt Zhang's house, so ...... lunch?"

"Ahh I forgot, but my mother also told me to make lunch and bring it to you, Master. Xiangling was so annoyed that she didn't dare to look at Song Lingyue with her head down.

"That's it, I'll show my hand at noon today." Song Lingyue rolled up her sleeves and walked towards the kitchen.

Song Lingyue glanced at the kitchen, and the ingredients on the board were all prepared by Aunt Li today.

It seems that Aunt Li plans to make a cabbage vermicelli ball soup, and then a garlic spinach, plus a sweet and sour eggplant, even if it is alive.

Now the meat filling has been chopped, but it has not had time to fry it into meatballs, and the green onions on the side have also been cut into green onions, and they have not had time to put them into the meat filling.

The pork skin jelly boiled out by Song Lingyue last night was put out by Aunt Li and placed in a large urn, and the crystal clear pork skin jelly looked like a modern jelly, crystal clear.

"I forgot to take the pork skin jelly out last night, which was a miscalculation." Song Lingyue picked up the pork skin jelly and cut it into pieces, and was about to mix some sauce and mix it on the table, but when she saw the meat filling and green onions in the bowl on the side, she had another plan.

Song Lingyue scooped a jar of flour, poured it into the porcelain basin, added half a spoonful of warm water to the flour, kneaded the flour into cotton wool, and kneaded it for a few more moments, until there was no dry flour in the porcelain basin, and all the flour was kneaded evenly.

After about a stick of incense, the dough had already swelled, becoming soft and easy to pull, so Song Lingyue sprinkled a thin layer of flour on the board and began to knead the dough again.

After kneading the dough until it is smooth and round, it is kneaded into long strips and cut into equal sized pieces with a knife.

"Master, do you need our help?" Xiangling cushioned her feet, and watched Song Lingyue kneading and rolling dough again, and offered to help.