Whether it is ancient or modern, there are many people who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard. If you have the skills to defend yourself, you won't be bullied.

"Not bad, not bad!" Han Yingxue praised. "I've learned this set of boxing techniques, and my sister will teach you something else now."

"Yes, yes, yes!" Several children cheered.

Boxing is just self-defense, and from now on, she wants to teach them some light skills.

Several children are young, and in addition to some boxing techniques, light skills are still somewhat useful. Then teach them some swordsmanship.

Several children are also very serious about learning.

After Han Yingxue finished teaching, she began to prepare dinner.

The dishes were all washed and cut by the Zhao family, if it weren't for the fact that several younger siblings were used to Han Yingxue's craftsmanship, it is estimated that the Zhao family would want to Zhang Luo this dinner.

"Mother, I'll come!"

Han Yingxue took the spatula from Zhao's hand.

I didn't plan to eat tonight, Han Yingxue was going to cook a few cakes, then cook some porridge, stir-fry some green vegetables, and the pickles brought back from Wang Erdan's house were ready to eat.

As for the prawns, you can fry two plates to satisfy the cravings of a few children.

Han Yingxue mixed the cornmeal and white flour together, then chopped the finely chopped vegetable leaves and put them in, and smashed two eggs.

When the sesame oil was in the pot, when the pot was hot, the mixed flour was poured into the pot and pasted along the edge of the pot.

In a few moments, a fragrant cake was baked.

Pack the bread, cut it into slices and place it on a plate. Another pot, boiling porridge.

Han Yingxue first stir-fried two small green vegetables, and finally stir-fried pickles.

This pickle is made with salt, and when stir-frying, you don't need to put salt and just add some oil. If you have chili peppers, put some chili peppers in them, and the taste is also very good.

Looking at Wang Erdan's pickles, Han Yingxue thought about whether she should get a little bit of it.

The vegetables at home are also about to grow out, and when the time comes, you can plant some cabbage, which can be pickled into pickles, and can also be made into pickles. The radish can be pickled into dried radish, and the vegetable leaves on top of the radish can also be pickled into pickles.

However, pickling pickles is not so simple, but it is a handicraft. In Han Yingxue's memory, the old Han family had pickled pickles, but the pickles they pickled were sour and not delicious at all.

Han Yingxue has a way to pickle delicious pickles.

After tasting the pickles of Wang Erdan's house, I feel that the taste is not bad. You can eat porridge as soon as you drink it.

"Mother, the meal is ready, quickly call Ying Wen Yingwu and they will eat!"

"Good!"

Zhao called twice at the door, and Han Yingwen and Han Yingwu trotted into the kitchen.

There were beads of sweat on both of their foreheads, and because they learned new skills today, they practiced extremely hard.

"Sister, I want to, ah, there is bread to eat!" Han Yingwu licked the corners of his mouth, and the cake baked by his sister felt delicious at first glance.

"Wash your hands before eating!" Han Yingxue admonished.

"Uh-huh!"

"Cher, aunt!" Wang Dalei called out outside the door.

"Brother Da Lei, what's the matter?" Han Yingxue walked out and asked with a smile.

Wang Dalei came over with a basket, which was full of corn cobs. The corn kernels on each cob are plump and tender. At first glance, it looks like it has just matured.

This corn cob is cooked in hot water in a pot and is very tasty.

"I broke some corn cobs from the geography today, and my mother asked me to send some to you!" Wang Dalei smiled innocently, not daring to face Han Yingxue.

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