68 Pointing to the fruit

"Mother, Yu'er is hungry, so hungry, hungry, like a hungry wolf." Puyu's soft and glutinous voice was particularly crisp in this empty rice field, and it was crunchy.

Sister Xiuyun, who was not far away, immediately turned red, and kept her head down until Tang Anqing left with Puyu and Rarity, and only after being a mother for several years did she sigh, and Liu Qing, who felt inexplicable on the other end, sneezed fiercely again.

Tang Anqing listened to his son's words, and the first time he looked at Sister Xiuyun, even if his head was lowered, he could see that the roots of his ears were red. pursed his lips and forced himself not to laugh out loud, lowered his head and touched the child who didn't know what he was talking about, "Why is Yu'er hungry now?" Hungry like a wolf, huh? The tail note is warped.

Puyu touched her little belly a little embarrassed, and her little belly seemed to know what her master was thinking, and it cooed a few times. The child held his head high, blinked his big moist eyes a few times, his long and curled eyelashes flickered, and pulled the hem of Tang Anqing's clothes, "Yu'er didn't have a good morning, she was full of food, and she was hungry." Mother, go home and eat fruits. ”

Sister Xiuyun didn't even turn around, she just lowered her head and walked to the other end, "Qingqing, I don't think it's too early, why don't you go back to cook first?" The kids can't help but be hungry, so I'll go home and cook in a while."

Hearing about the meal, Rarity jumps off the rake and happily runs over to it, "Aunt Qing, can I eat at your house at noon today?" By the way, I caught more than a dozen loaches just now, so Aunt Qing fried them for me and Xiaoyu, but they were fragrant. Xiaoyu, have you ever eaten it? ”

The kid who was asked shook his head, he didn't even know what a loach was, but when he heard Rarity say it was very fragrant, he blinked at Tang Anqing expectantly with his moist and shiny black and white eyes, and no one would refuse that cute face, not to mention Tang Anqing, who had never refused any request from his little ancestor.

"Alright, Rarity, go get the loaches you caught, and we'll go home and cook first." Rarity's child happily went to pack her things, and Tang Anqing took Puyu's little hand and walked over to the other end of the ground, stopping when she passed by Sister Xiuyun, "Sister Xiuyun, if you don't have lunch at my house today, it's really hard for you today." Sister Xiuyun, don't lower your head, what's wrong? If you don't say I'll say yes, I'll let Rarity call you to dinner later. ”

The red tide on Xiuyun's face, who lowered her head, had not completely faded, and she knew that Qingqing had no good intentions when she deliberately stopped, and when she couldn't hear the thick teasing in the voice. Why did she almost lose face in front of the children this time, wait for Qingqing in the future, you can wait, this time I will spare you for the time being. He hummed in a muffled voice and waved his hand to signal the two of them to hurry up.

The child obediently turned around and said, "Aunt Xiuyun, let's go."

Xiuyun, who was thinking of raising her head and straightening up, lowered her head sharply again, stretched out her hand and rubbed her sour waist. It wasn't until Tang Anqing and the three of them walked out of the rice field that they straightened up and glared fiercely at Liu Qing, who came over because of worry, what is going on...

Tang Anqing took out a few oranges and apples from the closet, put them on the table, and said to Puyu, who was obediently following behind her, "Yu'er is playing here with Brother Rarity first, okay?" If you eat fruits, wash them first, and your mother will go to cook, good. ”

"Yu'er will be well-behaved, mother, go." With two little hands behind his back, holding his small breasts upright, he looked like I would be obedient and obedient, "Yu'er and Brother Rarity, have fun." ”

Rarity ran from the kitchen, "Auntie, I've put the loaches in the basin, and they're still alive." Scratching the back of his head, "Don't worry, Aunt Qing, I'll look at Xiaoyu." ”

Tang Anqing nodded, turned around and went to the kitchen.

Puyu pulls Rarity over and sits him on a small bench, and she moves a small bench to sit on the side, with a white and tender little face. After nodding in satisfaction, he put the remaining oranges and apples on the corner of the square table, and the little fat fingers lit up on the oranges and apples, "This is my mother's, this is my father's, well, this is for the buns, and there is also Aunt Xiuyun and Uncle Qing's." ”

Rarity peels the oranges while he counts the apples, and when she sees him coming, she breaks off the half-peeled oranges and gives them to him, "Jade, why didn't I see the buns?" Usually it is lying on Aunt Qing's shoulder, but I haven't seen it today. ”

Puyu put the orange slices on the table, and lay on her arms with her arms folded and pouted, with a bitter little face. Rarity moved the bench over and patted Puyu on the shoulder, "What's wrong with the bun?" Jade tells Rarity's brother, "I..." Shoved an orange petal into his mouth, "Did it tickle you?" Say it, Brother Rarity, help you hit it."

Puyu snorted, turned away from Rarity, and sulked, "Baozi didn't scratch me, he won't..."

It's so sweet that he stuffed another petal, chewing the sweet juice and flowing down the corners of his mouth, everything in Aunt Qing's house is delicious, but he glanced at Xiaoyu who turned his head, and thought about the bun that had been following Aunt Qing, and the little white cat didn't care about him. But speaking of which, he was quite envious of that kitten, who could eat delicious food at Aunt Qing's house every day. I thought about it, but I didn't come up with a reason. Come on, let's eat his oranges.

Puyu puffed out her cheeks, as if she thought of something, and stuffed her apple and orange into Rarity's hand, "Brother Rarity, the bun is gone, Yu'er will give you all the fruits, you can help Yu'er, go find the bun, okay?" By the way, the little fingers, raised his head violently and bulged the bun face: "I put the bun, the anger ran away, he is gone, hey" sighed when he finished speaking, he didn't feel fragrant when he ate anything without buns, and the child was forgetful and didn't remember how happy he was to gnaw those peanuts when he was by the river.

Originally, Rarity listened to Puyu's words, puffed up her chest and patted her fear, and immediately agreed, but the two children were stopped by Tang Anqing before they could walk out of the door.

The conversation between the two children was heard by Tang Anqing in the kitchen. Baozi did come back at noon, and saw that there was not a single drop of goat milk left for the buns in the small pot, and most of the bean paste cakes in the cupboard were missing. There was still a paw print on the remaining bean paste cake, and if it wasn't a bun, it could still be that one.

Puyu listened to his mother's words, but he didn't get angry with the buns, and he didn't even get angry when he heard that his bean paste cake was eaten by the buns, and his bulging bun face also deflated, and he grinned with an expression that I knew he would be like this, so he gathered around the kitchen and touched his little belly that was often cooing and waiting for his mother to feed him.

Originally, the hind legs of the hare were meant to be used for bacon, and the hind legs seemed to be the back half of the rabbit's body, which was used when making fried rice and croquettes two days ago. Tang Anqing looked at it, and this rabbit meat couldn't help but be used today. This is not braised rabbit meat, spiced rabbit meat, fried rabbit meat, bitter gourd rabbit meat, turned around and looked at the slowly rabbit meat and burned two vegetarian dishes: vinegared shredded potatoes and scrambled eggs with leeks.

Half of the six plates were placed on the board, and he turned to look at the meat standing in front of him, looking at the meat on the board with a hot look at the two children, Puyu's little belly grunted several times, and Rarity even secretly pinched a few chopsticks of meat for the two of them while Tang Anqing was not paying attention. After looking at the red meat, the two children looked at Tang Anqing with their heads held high, especially Puyu, whose water-grape-like eyes blinked and blinked, and he was still holding his small bowl in his hand.

Tang Anqing flicked his head, laughed at the little gluttonous cat, and pulled some meat into his small bowl, "Okay, you two go sit on the stone bench outside and eat, and after Rarity eats, I'll call your father and uncle Tang back for dinner, you know?" "Don't skip words.

The two kids nod their heads busily, and Rarity grabs the meat of her chopsticks and runs away, apparently to ask the three of them to come back for dinner. Anyway, Xiaoyu, he doesn't know how to use chopsticks, and Aunt Qing is still busy and has no time to feed him, hehe, there are a lot of them when I come back.

It was noon, and the women who worked in the fields went home to cook first, leaving the men to work in the fields under the bright red sun. The sun of the white flowers shone on the field, and the dark green corn also shone with a layer of white light, and the corn on the mounds was like a green carpet, dancing with the wind.

As Rarity ran down the side of the path, several people and a few animals were taking a dip under the trees by the stream, and the dirt in the rice paddies was turned out like flowers. The rice stubble was also picked up and piled on the ground, Liu Qing wiped his sweat with a hand towel, "I see, I can get it done in half an afternoon, Bai Yu, I see why you haven't sweated much?" Although the autumn tiger has passed, it is quite hot at noon. ”

Tang Baiyu didn't speak, Liu Qing and Xiuyun also knew that he didn't like to talk, but it was quite normal to look at Qingqing and Xiaoyu, Liu Qing blinked at himself as if he was a person from the past, and he had a white eye from home.

"Mother, Uncle Tang, dad is eating, hurry up, Aunt Qing asked you all to go back to eat, hurry up" hurriedly shouted, and before a few people agreed, he ran away.

"This bear child, what's the hurry, can it still run away with this meal" Of course, Liu Qing's father couldn't admit that it was his son who called him last, he was depressed, what a loss of face it was to say it, isn't it, >

68 Pointing to the fruit

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