Chapter 49: The-Stirring Stick
Cao's aching teeth grinned and shouted, "Mother, it hurts, it hurts, tap it!" ”
The strength in Yin Cuihua's hand did not mean to let go at all, she still twisted Cao's arm, and said coldly to Cao's family, "You still know that it hurts, just to make you have a long memory, see if you dare!"
I like to be a demon when I have nothing to do, and I make so many things at home, are you very idle when I am my wife? Wasting so much of my time. ”
Cao Shi felt that the piece of meat on her arm was about to fall off, and her mother used a lot of force to pinch her to death.
Su Qingyao, who was next to her, couldn't help but want to laugh when she saw Cao's appearance of eating soft-shelled turtles.
Regarding Yin Cuihua's lesson, Su Qingyao didn't sympathize with Cao's experience at all, if she hadn't been a-stirring stick, she wouldn't have ended up like this.
"Mother, I remember, I remember, I must have a long memory at this time, I don't dare anymore."
Yin Cuihua twisted it again before letting go, Cao's painful face was a little distorted, and the old woman Yin Cuihua, who was secretly scolded in her heart, was too vicious, and she was ruthless to her.
"If you don't pack up quickly, you'll have to work in the field later." Yin Cuihua glared at Cao Shi and left in a huff.
Cao Shi breathed a sigh of relief and rubbed his arm that was pinched and hurt.
rolled up her sleeves, but her arm was twisted too much, and she was directly bruised, and she looked very mad.
"Third sister-in-law, you have suffered such a big crime, if you want to blame yourself. Don't always want to find other people's faults, no, get punished! ”
Cao Shi stared at Shen Shi and Su Qingyao angrily, and he didn't have the heart to make a fuss, and while rubbing his arms, he went to wash, for fear that he would be reprimanded by Yin Cuihua if he was half a beat slower.
In the morning, the men in the family went to work, and Su Qingyao helped the Shen family to work together.
In the morning, I ate some porridge with no rice grains, and some wild vegetables, and I haven't done much work? And Su Qingyao's stomach rumbled, screaming.
The same goes for small buns.
However, she took advantage of the boiling hot water to put a few wild eggs in the water and boiled them together, and secretly stuffed them into the dog, so that he could hide and eat them.
The eggs laid by the hens raised at home are cleaned up by Yin Cuihua every time and counted by herself, but if she steals one, the Qin family will soon find out.
It was the wild eggs she made herself, and the Qin family couldn't find them. Just throw the eggshells far away and dispose of them.
Although wild eggs are not as big as domestic chickens, it is enough to eat two or three more.
After all, the dog's body is small, and it can be supplemented by two or three wild eggs a day, which will be more nutritious and grow more meat.
Now that I'm thin, it's really distressing.
At noon, Su Qingyao and Shen handled the meal together.
There are still a lot of mushrooms left over from yesterday that have not been eaten, and Su Qingyao plans to make a pot of mushroom soup at noon.
Of course, for fear that others won't eat it, this pot of mushroom soup is left at the end.
This time, Su Qingyao dropped two drops of sesame oil into it, and the fragrance was a little stronger.
Countryside people are reluctant to eat oil, especially poor families like the Qin family.
The Qin family only eats two pots of oil in a year, and there is basically no oil and water in it for a single meal. At most, two drops of sesame oil in one dish.
In this kind of poor life, Su Qingyao really insisted on going on the road.
It's not that she's hypocritical, but she hasn't eaten anything oily or water, and the biggest problem Su Qingyao encountered is that it is difficult to, and she has to work hard every day to pull it down.