"Although it can't be eaten, this mouse is Siming's trophy, and it is worth remembering." Sheng Qingqing touched the little head in front of him and said with a smile: "Although the mouse can't be eaten, but our Siming has become so powerful, we should celebrate, sister cooks at night, sits on a table of delicious food, and treats our little hero!" ”

It's just a mouse, where can you be considered a hero......

Although he thought so in his heart, Sheng Siming's little face couldn't help but turn red.

Seeing this situation, Sheng Qingqing's last worry in her heart was gone, and she only felt that her child was so cute. Snorted a few times Sheng Siming's little head, and asked him to go with Sheng Zhizhi to clean up the fire pit.

Climbing trees to catch birds, going down to the river to fish, and roasting wild food on the stove can be easily grown up by half-grown children in the village. And since Sheng Zhizhi and Sheng Siming were able to light the fire pit safe and sound, and even roasted mice, Sheng Qingqing was not worried about the hands-on ability of the younger siblings at home.

Let her younger siblings clean up the fire pit, and she herself is not idle.

I entered the kitchenette and began to prepare dinner.

In the past, Sheng Qingqing cooked the dishes directly in the space, and then brought them out, trying not to open the fire in the small kitchen, so as not to attract others to covet the smoke and aroma of meat rising that day.

In the eyes of the villagers, their family is now living a better life and is not hungry. But if you are rich enough to eat meat every day......

You must know that even the village chief and the richest people in the village cannot afford to eat meat every day.

But today she went to the town once, it was still early in the morning, I don't know how many people knew, but when she came back in the evening, the movement of the ox cart was not small at all, and many people in the village should have seen it. In a small village, there is no big secret, as long as one or two people see it, I am afraid that it will soon spread throughout the village.

It's rare to be able to go to the town, and it is inevitable that you will buy something delicious because of this, so Sheng Qingqing will not hide it today, and she will exert her strength to make a few fragrant dishes, regardless of whether these aromas will be smelled by the neighbors.

Smell it, smell it, pretend to be poor for so long, and now it's time for the people in the village to slowly let the people in the village know that their family has begun to develop.

Sheng Qingqing pondered as she poured a plate of pork cut into cubes into the pot with piping hot oil.

There was a "sting" sound, and the billowing smoke and fragrance suddenly rushed from the iron pot......

Sheng Qingqing immediately grabbed the shovel and stir-fried it quickly, and it didn't take long for the overflowing aroma to begin to overflow from the house. This meat dish was only half done, and as soon as I added water and covered the pot to simmer, I saw Sheng Zhizhi and Sheng Siming running into the small kitchen on their feet. Their sister and brother came in and came in, but they were more embarrassed than the other, with a gray face, and their neat little faces just now were covered with soot.

Sheng Zhizhi didn't have the same caution as the quail just now, and at this time he put on the stove and asked with a blank eye: "Sister, what are you doing, it's too fragrant!" ”

Sheng Qingqing: "...... What do you look like? ”

Sheng Zhizhi was at a loss, not knowing what she was talking about.

Sheng Siming was as vigilant as ever, and immediately reacted when he heard Sheng Qingqing say this. But it's useless for him to react, after all, he is a child, and even if he finds a problem, he can't think of the best solution in the first place.

After discovering the appearance of the second sister and his own disgraced face, Sheng Siming's first reaction was not to clean it, but to subconsciously wipe it on his face.

The ash on their faces, mostly charcoal black ash, had long been covered on their faces, and they could only be wiped clean with their hands. What's more, their hands are not clean either.

With this wipe, the little face that was still a little clean suddenly turned black, and even a small paw print could be faintly seen on it.

Sheng Qingqing really couldn't laugh or cry when she saw it.

"Wipe it clean with your hands, quickly fetch water to wash your face!"

Fortunately, the meat in the pot was now boiling, and she could be distracted for a moment.

Taking this opportunity, Sheng Qingqing went to the water tank to fetch a few scoops of water, and carefully mixed it with the boiling water from the pot next to him to make warm water, so that they could wash themselves.

Although the three siblings eat the water in the space on weekdays, the small kitchen at home is still always equipped with a tank of clean water. One is to hide people's eyes, and the other is because the water used in daily life is indeed not small. The spring water in the space seems to be endless, but the spring water is too magical, it is the "divine water" that can pull people back from the ghost gate, even if there is no restriction on their use, Sheng Qingqing also feels that it is too wasteful to use it to wash their faces and the like.

Fortunately, now that spring is in full bloom, the river is no longer cold and biting, and it is not difficult to pick up a tank of water every few days. Even Sheng Qingqing doesn't have to do this, the two children in the family are sometimes idle and bored, carrying two small buckets, from the river to the house a few times, and it is completed.

The water was ready, Sheng Qingqing's right hand pretended to take something out of his sleeve, but in fact, he took out the two cloth towels he had just bought today from the space.

"Wow, what kind of cloth is this, it's so soft!"

As soon as the fabric was wiped on his face, Sheng Zhizhi couldn't help but exclaim.

Sheng Qingqing nodded her nose amusedly, and threw the cloth for her to wipe herself.

She spent a lot of money on these two pieces of cloth in order to make the life of her two children better. In the past, there were no conditions, but now that they have money, and the two children's little faces, which were still a little rough, have become smooth and soft again after taking spring water every day, if they are allowed to wash their faces with the rough linen cloth, Sheng Qingqing will be distressed to death.

The pot was gurgling and rolling, and for a while, Sheng Qingqing didn't care about watching the two children wash, walked quickly to the stove and looked at the meat in the pot, while casually explaining: "I bought it in the town today, can it be used comfortably?" ”

Is it comfortable?

There is no doubt about it!

Sheng Siming is okay, Sheng Zhizhi is almost to the point of falling in love.

In the past, most of the face towels used at home were old clothes and old fabrics that had been eliminated before. And because they are poor, the most of these cloths are coarse linen, which is really torture to rub on the face.

It's fine in the summer, but in the winter, when the skin is chapped from dryness, it can be considered torture to wipe your face, hands and feet with such a coarse cloth.

And the face towel in his hand, Sheng Zhizhi, who has never seen anything in the world, can't tell what the specific fabric is, but its softness is also the first time I have seen it in my life. Even the children of the richest family in the village don't need such soft fabrics.

There are a lot of children in the village, and some people will have rivers and lakes, even if they are just a few years old, small groups will be formed between them. As far as Sheng Qingqing knew, the children in the village were divided into two forces.

Sheng Zhizhi is a good player and is the leader of one of the small groups, but the so-called people are divided into groups, and those who are willing to respect her as the "boss" are also children from relatively poor families in the village.

And the other force is naturally composed of the children of the rich families in the village.

These children's strength is not as good as Sheng Zhizhi and their small group, but they have money, so they often take out some rare things to show off in front of Sheng Zhizhi and them.

Sheng Qingqing has heard Sheng Zhizhi scold these people for being shameless more than once. I don't have the ability, I can only look at my parents' elders.

But now, Sheng Zhizhi is about to do the same......

I saw her cover the soft face towel on her little face with a dreamy face, and said with a foolish smile: "Hehe, I'm going to slap them in the face this time!" Holding a torn handkerchief to show off every day, now it seems that it can't even compare to half of my face towel! ”

Sheng Qingqing: "......"

Sheng Siming: "......"

In the end, Sheng Qingqing stopped her with tears and laughter.

No matter how noble the beak of the show-off child is, it is definitely not as good as Sheng Zhizhi's. Just kidding, just these two cloth towels, each the size of two children's small faces, add up to 400 yuan for her.

What is the concept of 400 Wen?

You must know that she bought so many catties of pork in the butcher shop, and it cost two or three hundred dollars. And just these two flashy-looking cloth towels are worth far more than those pork.

Sheng Qingqing wanted to let the people in the village know that their family had begun to develop, but she didn't want people to know that they were already so rich.

Just a little bit of money, being able to support the three sisters and brothers, and getting rich overnight, are two concepts. With a little money, the people in the village may be happy for them if they are kind. But getting rich overnight, and the wealth in the family is not much higher than other people, it is terrifying.

I don't know how many people will be sour when the time comes. And jealousy has always been the most terrible.

Sheng Qingqing's thinking is very thoughtful, but Sheng Zhizhi is still young, and she doesn't like to use her brain on weekdays, so she obviously can't think of these complicated things. At this point, she couldn't help but pout.

"Why can't you show it off?"

Wealth does not return to the hometown, such as brocade clothes at night.

Sheng Zhizhi didn't understand or know this sentence, but it didn't prevent her from feeling similar aggrieved at this time.

Sheng Qingqing didn't know how to explain it to her.

The meat in the pot happened to be stewed crispy at this time, and she could only take the meat out of the pot first, while thinking about how to persuade it.

However, before Sheng Qingqing could figure out a way, Sheng Siming's milky voice sounded in the room.

"Second sister, let's keep a low profile."

Sheng Zhizhi looked dazed and asked rhetorically: "What is low-key." ”

Sheng Qingqing also looked at Sheng Siming in surprise.

The word "low-key" has not been used in these years, she has said it once or twice in the past, but she doesn't know when it was actually heard by Sheng Siming. And now it seems that this child is still learning to use.

Sheng Qingqing was stunned, and then heard Sheng Siming continue: "Low-key means don't go around talking about how much money our family has. ”