Han Yingxue's sharp eyes found potato seedlings.

Yams are considered coarse grains in the village. Almost every family has it, but in the 21st century, Han Yingxue prefers to eat yams.

There are many ways to make yams, wash them, cut them into slices, put them in a pot and cook them with porridge, or boil them directly in water.

In the countryside, every family has a stove, after cooking. Use the sparks in the cave to bury the yams, and you can take them out and eat them after an hour or two. The yam has a strong aroma and taste.

If you can't eat the yams, you can wash them into powder, dry them, and put them in when making broth, and the meat will become very tender. It is also a delicious dish made into mountain flour balls.

However, in these years, it is estimated that the people in the village will take the potato to satisfy their hunger, and they will not think of this flower-style practice.

The sprouts that grow on the potato can also be cooked, and the skin is torn off, then folded into small pieces, and a little oil and salt are copied, which is also very delicious.

Han Yingxue pointed to the potato seedlings and said, "Xiaoli, get me some of this!"

"Alas, good!" Hu Xiaoli skillfully took off a large handful.

"I'll go and tidy up the vegetable patch in the afternoon, and plant a little yams, and then get some seedlings here in your house, will you?"

"Of course it is! What is this! Hu Xiaoli smiled, and while speaking, she picked a little beans and cabbage, "What vegetables do you want to eat in the future, come to my house." ”

At noon, the sun was getting a little stronger.

Han Yingxue was carrying a roe deer, Hu Xiaoli was carrying a basket of vegetables behind her, and she was also holding a hare and pheasant in her hands.

When she arrived at Han Yingxue's house, Hu Xiaoli put down the things in her hand, wiped the beads of sweat on her forehead, and said, "Xue'er, then I'll go back first, and you will clean up the land in the afternoon." I'll help you, I'm fine at home! ”

"Oh well! Then you go back first, Xiaoyu is probably hungry! ”

"Alas!"

Before Hu Xiaoli could walk away, there was an earth-shattering cry outside.

After a while, I saw Zhao Qishan leading Han Yingxia, Han Yingwen and Han Yingwu back with a black face.

"Sister......

Han Yingxia glanced at Han Yingxue, lowered her head and didn't dare to speak.

Han Yingxue glanced at a few of them, and saw the red palm prints on Han Yingwu's face.

"Ying Wu, what's wrong with you? Who hit it? Han Yingxue pulled Han Yingwu over, looked at the scars on his face, and asked with a hint of anger.

"Sister......" Han Yingwu looked at Han Yingxue, and secretly glanced at Zhao Qishan again, choking in his throat. Didn't speak.

Zhao Qishan? How dare he hit Ying Wen?

Han Yingxue was furious, rushed to Zhao Qishan angrily, and slapped him in the face.

"Smack-"

The sound was so loud that everyone else was startled, this slap was not light, and it hurt when I heard it.

Han Yingxia and the three looked at Zhao Qishan with some sympathy, and saw that red palm prints suddenly appeared on his handsome face.

"Why did you hit my brother? It was a mistake to let you stay in my house. I'm telling you, you're just an outsider, bullying my family, and you only have to fuck off! Han Yingxue said in a cold voice.

Zhao Qishan looked at the little girl in front of him who was bubbling cold, and wanted to open his mouth to say something, but swallowed it again.

His expression darkened for a moment, perhaps because of what Han Yingxue said.

His eyes were lowered, and it was obvious that a big man was standing there, but it made your heart ache.