Oh oh oh ~ "Damn rooster, it's a disturbing dream early in the morning." Zhihua complained and pulled up the quilt to cover his head, turned over and continued to sleep.

A shallow light filtered through the yellowed window paper, and the first rays of dawn ushered in the dark room.

The time has quietly come to the end of April, and the dawn is exceptionally early.

Seeing that the sun was about to come out, Zhiqin estimated that the time was almost up, and gently got up and got dressed and went to the kang.

She quickly cleaned up the bed, and roughly combed her hair with an old mahogany comb, and then removed the latch and went out quietly.

At this moment, the sun finally crawled out of the horizon, and it was as bright as a salted egg yolk.

Zhiqin glanced at the sun, rubbed her face, and then walked quickly to the kitchen.

"The piano girl is up!" Fang A-Niang was kneading dough with a big clay pot on the board, and she didn't look at who it was.

"It's me, A-Niang." Zhiqin said crisply and walked into the kitchen.

The fire in the stove was blazing, and the firewood seemed to be afraid that it would not be able to burn itself, and it was very neat to catch up one by one.

The big iron pot was steaming hot.

"Auntie, are you boiling the water of pig food?"

"Well, it's boiling water for pig food. Our pig seems to have grown a little fatter, feed it well, and kill the pig during the New Year, and then everyone can solve their hunger. As long as she thought that she could kill a big fat pig at home during the Chinese New Year, and the children could eat meat with their bellies open, Fang A-Niang couldn't stop being happy.

The clay pot was too big, and Fang A-Niang had a hard time kneading her dough, but after a while, fine beads of sweat had oozed from her forehead.

She lifted her sleeve to wipe her sweat and began to rub it vigorously again.

Zhiqin had already sat by the stove and started to burn the fire, and she wanted to get the big iron pot out as soon as possible.

It's getting late, so we have to boil the water and scald the pigs.

There is such a big pot at home, and there are several people waiting to eat.

The mother and son didn't speak, so they were busy with their own things.

Under Zhiqin's insistence on adding firewood, the water in the iron pot finally boiled.

As soon as Zhiqin lifted the lid of the large wooden cauldron, the white water vapor was like smoke, spreading throughout the kitchen.

"Qin'er, I've already made all the pig food, it's in the wooden basin next to the stove, you scoop all the water in the pot for A-Niang. A-Niang is kneading dough at this moment, and she can't pull away. Be careful, don't burn yourself. Fang A-Niang turned around and glanced at Zhiqin, and kept telling in her mouth.

"Auntie, I've done this job many times a long time ago, so don't talk about it."

Zhiqin picked up the big scoop on the stove, divided it by two, and did the job well.

"Auntie, I've scooped up the water, what am I going to do next?" Zhiqin held a wooden mallet in her hand and stirred the pig food diligently.

"I'm going to stew some food this morning, and when the dish is almost done, I'll stick a circle of tortillas on the pot, and we'll eat this this morning, what do you think?" Fang A-Niang said the recipe she had thought of last night and asked Zhiqin's opinion.

"Okay, why not. I'm looking at the rice and it's very good, Auntie, you stew more dishes in a while, I love to eat the stew you make the most. Zhiqin thought of the delicious stew made by A-Niang in the past, and her saliva was about to burst in an instant.

Fang A-Niang was happy in her heart, for a person who cooks, there is nothing more joyful than someone who loves to eat the dishes she makes.

It's an encouragement and affirmation.

Especially Zhiqin still looks like she is hungry now, and Fang A-Niang instantly feels that her whole life is so tall.

"The pot is dry, Zhiqin, now dig a little of the oil in the oil jar into the pot and let it melt first. I'll wash my hands and cook. Fang A-Niang finally kneaded out the painstaking pot of noodles, she saw that the pot was dry, and hurriedly beckoned Zhiqin to put some oil in the pot.

"Hey!" Zhiqin answered, picked up a clean shovel, and walked quickly to the oil can.

She gently lifted the lid on the sorghum stalk and took another little from where the oil had been taken.

Zila...

The snow-white lard melted instantly when it met the hot iron pot, and the smell of oil wafted in the air.

"Ah, it smells so good. A-Niang, when will we refine oil again, I want to eat oil. Zhiqin plucked the oil with a shovel, hoping it would melt faster.

Fang A-Niang took the time to glance at Zhiqin, and saw that she was doing well, so she continued to wash her hands with peace of mind.

"There's still a lot of oil in the oil jar, your little sister just bought some lard not long ago, and your grandma and I haven't been refining it for long. It is estimated that our family will not be refining oil again in the next few months. ”

"Ahh This news is tantamount to a bolt from the blue for foodie Zhiqin.

Just ask, is there anything more bitter in this world than a foodie who can't eat her favorite food?

Ahhh

Why does my little sister buy so much oil, my oil!

Woo woo woo~

Zhiqin's heart was about to collapse, and when she thought that it would take many months to eat the oil she longed for, she felt that her life was no longer so perfect.

Fang A-Niang looked at Zhiqin's slumped little appearance, and the whole person was about to laugh in her heart.

Originally, she was worried that Zhiqin's personality was too dull, and she was afraid that she would be bullied if she married someone in the future.

As a result, this girl seems to have liberated her nature recently.

She has a bit of a little pepper, and even her foodie attribute is unexpectedly turned on.

For this change in Zhiqin, Fang A-Niang is naturally happy to see it.

The family used to be too poor, and the children were sensible, and they never asked the elders of the family what they wanted.

Especially Zhiqin, she has taken her younger siblings since she was a child, and she has suffered a lot at a young age. Fang A-Niang was naturally very distressed in her heart.

It's a pity that the family was so poor that they couldn't even eat, and there was still that spare money to improve the lives of the children.

Looking at the children's sallow little faces, Fang A-Niang's heart began to twitch in pain.

Now that there are conditions, Fang A-Niang naturally doesn't want to treat her children badly.

Fang A-Niang really felt that the child was pitiful when she saw Zhiqin's slanderous appearance, so she secretly made up her mind, and then spoke: "Otherwise, I'll ask your little sister later." See if you need to refine some oil at home? ”

When Zhiqin heard this, a pair of beautiful big eyes instantly sparkled.

"Is what A-Niang said true?" Her tone was full of uncertainty.

"Really. When your little sister gets up in a while, I'll tell her to go to the market and buy some lard back, and when the time comes, I'll make more oil for your little gluttonous cat! Do you think that's good? ”

"Good, good, just great, couldn't be better. Auntie, I'm going to call Xiaomei, don't forget to tell her later! "When I think of being able to eat the food I want, foodie Zhiqin can't wait. She greeted Ah Niang and asked her to wait a while and not forget to talk to Zhihua, but the person had already jumped up and walked towards the room where the sisters lived.

Fang A-Niang looked at Zhiqin's appearance of eating everything, and only shook her head in amusement.

Alas! I don't know who this girl is with?

Bang dang...

Listen to the rough sound of the door opening.

"Little sister, get up! Get up! ”

Bite! The system prompts that the loud voice Zhiqin has been launched.

"Fang Zhiqin, the old lady is sleeping!! What are you yelling at!!! "The painting that was disturbed by the dream was full of getting up.

Bite! The system prompts that the small cannon battle has been launched.

"Fang Zhihua, do you have itchy skin? I dare to call your sister's name directly!! Zhiqin crossed his waist with one hand, and put his foot on the threshold with a very rogue kick.

Zhihua finally woke up at this time.

She felt - the whole person was not good!

Oh, my God! Blessed Virgin Mary, come and save me.

Why did you provoke Sister!

Zhihua was pitiful, and instantly felt that there was no hope in life......

No, as good young people in the new era, the teacher taught us not to bow to the evil forces!

Well, you must not bow to the evil forces!

Zhihua felt that she had regained her courage.

Wave your little fist, Fang Zhihua, come on!

"What's going on? I see you've been thinking about it for a long time, and you've thought about it? Zhiqin hooked the corners of her mouth ruffianly, and her beautiful eyes were coercive.

"Forehead ......" knows that all the courage of the painting is a thousand miles.

Bite! The system prompts that the egg painting has been launched.

Looking at her little appearance that the baby is afraid of, I know. It's really shameless to look at. Jean had no choice but to support his forehead.

"I mean, can't you be a little bit of a good person, huh? Every time, there was no challenge at all. Life is really lonely like snow! ”

The wind stirred Zhiqin's hair, she was like a peerless master who was difficult to meet an opponent, and her heart was full of invincible sorrow.

"Ah, sister?" Zhihua called tentatively.

"What do you want me to do!" Zhiqin's tone was full of unhappiness at being suddenly disturbed.

Zhihua was aggrieved: "Sister, can you close the door first?" I want to get dressed. ”

"Uh..., it was an accident." Zhiqin was a little embarrassed, explained, closed the door and went out.

"Whew~, I've finally passed the test." Seeing that Zhiqin went out, Zhihua breathed a deep sigh of relief. She rolled on the bed excitedly with the quilt in her arms.

Suddenly, the door was opened again...

"Oh, I forgot. Zhihua, you hurry out, A-Niang has something to say to you. Zhiqin touched her head in annoyance, and saw Zhihua rolling on the bed, she was very puzzled, "Zhihua, what are you doing without clothes?" ”

"No, nothing. I'm going to wear it, I'm going to wear it. ”

Zhihua said: This TM is embarrassing!