When describing the previous scene, Mo Yu's expression was very exaggerated, waving his hands and feet together.

Hearing something related to Shen Qiushui from Mo Yu's mouth, Mo Changtian, who went to the firewood room to put a hoe, paused, and glanced back at Shen Qiushui, who was wiping Granny Luo's eyelids.

He quickly put down the hoe, walked out of the firewood room where only a shed was built, picked up Mo Yu, who was no taller than his thighs, and sat under the eaves next to Shen Qiushui.

"Come, tell Daddy in detail."

Yu'er exaggerated again.

She was still young, and some of the words were inaccurate, but they made Shen Qiushui laugh.

Shen Qiushui, who was busy, withdrew his hand, turned his head to look at the father and daughter, and said with a smile: "Where is there such an exaggeration." ”

"Yes, that aunt is so fierce." Mo Yu nodded matter-of-factly.

"Was that Yu'er afraid just now?" Shen Qiushui bent down and nodded the tip of the little guy's nose.

"I'm not afraid." Mo Yu raised his head and grinned, "There is a mother, a mother, a mother, a ......"

Mo Yu was stuck, he couldn't say that word, and his little face was suddenly tangled.

Mo Dong, who was sitting under the eaves next to Mo Changtian, didn't look at Mo Yu like this, and prompted: "It's mighty, stupid sister." ”

"Yu'er is not stupid!" Mo Yu pouted and retorted.

She hugged her father tightly, pouted and glared back at Mo Dong, without the slightest deterrent, but cute and tight.

Looking at the interaction between the brother and sister, Shen Qiushui smiled and shook his head.

She shook off the water stains on her hands and dried the handkerchief on a bamboo frame.

"Don't sit still, come to dinner, it'll get dark later." Shen Qiushui walked to the kitchen.

The lid is woven from bamboo strips, a bit like a funnel.

The lid of the pot was picked up, and the white mist rose into the air, and a fragrance mixed with sauerkraut wafted out.

The sauerkraut soup cake in the pot is tonight's dinner.

The soup cake was made by Granny Luo, and Shen Qiushui was in charge of lighting the fire.

Knead the flour made from wheat and water into a dough and set aside to ferment. Bring water to a boil, add your home-made pickled cabbage and bring to a boil.

The dough is cut into strips much thicker than knife-cut dough and then poured into boiling water and sprinkled with a pinch of salt.

The aroma wafts out with the heat, and it is also a delicacy in this dynasty where there are not many spices.

This dish is not edible on weekdays, but Granny Luo is in a happy mood today, so she took out the little remaining wheat flour to make such a dish.

Most of the crops grown in the village are corn and sweet potatoes with high yields, and everyone's daily food is corn tortillas and the like, and the wheat yield in this place is not as good as corn and sweet potatoes, and few people can grow them.

Several people each filled a bowl full of soup cakes.

Shen Qiushui took a sip of the soup first, the sauerkraut flavor was boiled very lightly, and it was eaten with soup cakes, the taste was very delicious, and such a delicious hot soup in the cold days of spring could make people warm their hearts directly.

Several people sat around the square table, and no one spoke at this time, only a slight sound of drinking soup and the friction of chopsticks could be heard.

Shen Qiushui ate very satisfied, and his face was so rosy that he was warmed by the hot soup.

Mo Yu's little girl, who had to sit next to her, almost buried her whole face in the bowl, and her tongue burned because she ate too quickly.

"Hiss~" Mo Yu covered her mouth and looked at her mother sitting beside her with teary eyes.

Shen Qiushui, who was watching, shook her head, and when she brought the bowl to the table, she asked Mo Yu to eat slowly, who knows, it was still hot.

"It's all going to make you eat more slowly." Shen Qiushui couldn't help but feel distressed when he looked at Mo Yu's appearance, "The tongue sticks out and lets my mother see if the burn is serious." ”

Mo Yu obediently stretched out his tongue to show Shen Qiushui.

The little tongue has red dots one by one, which looks a little serious.

Shen Qiushui hugged Mo Yu off the table and went to the courtyard, Mo Changtian brought a bowl of cold water and handed it to Mo Yu and asked her to rinse her mouth.

Taking advantage of this time, Shen Qiushui went to adjust a bowl of salt water for Mo Yu to rinse his mouth again.

After the salt water was spit out by Mo Yu, Shen Qiushui squatted in front of Mo Yu: "Open your mouth and let your mother look at her tongue." ”

Mo Yu opened his mouth honestly.

I checked Mo Yu, it is not too serious for now, this situation, just wait for the tongue to recover on its own.

"If it still hurts tomorrow, remember to tell your mother." Shen Qiushui rubbed Mo Yu's hair and told with concern.

The pain on my tongue was relieved by the cold water, but it still hurt a lot.

"Mother, you want to hug ......" Mo Yu's eyes were red, tears were rolling in her eyes, and she held back her eyes without blinking, so that the tears did not roll down, she stretched out her hand towards Shen Qiushui to hug.

Shen Qiushui bent down to pick the person up, looking at Mo Yu like this, he was distressed and angry.

"It's okay, it won't hurt if you sleep." Shen Qiushui held Mo Yu in his arms and comforted her, and pulled back Mo Yu's hair on her cheeks.

Mo Yu was young, and the food she ate in the Mo family was not good before, and her weight was not as light as a four-year-old child's weight, Shen Qiushui held her with one hand, very easily.

Mo Changtian, who was behind Shen Qiushui, was relieved after knowing that Mo Yu's tongue was not bad, he touched Mo Yu's hair comfortingly, and took the two bowls in the courtyard to wash.

"Is the little girl alright?" Granny Luo, who was sitting at the table, saw that Shen Qiushui was busy here, so she opened her mouth to care.

Shen Qiushui approached the square table with Mo Yu in his arms and replied, "It's okay." ”

"It's okay, it's okay." Granny Luo breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Mo Yu in Shen Qiushui's arms, and said the words of education in her mouth: "What are you doing in such a hurry, and no one is robbing you, but you have a long memory?" ”

Mo Yu pursed his lips and didn't make a sound, twisted his head, and buried it in Shen Qiushui's arms.

Her tongue was sinned, and it was when she was uncomfortable, so she nestled in Shen Qiushui's arms and begged for comfort.

"Okay, it's okay." Shen Qiushui gently patted Mo Yu's back and comforted: "Your Grandma Luo didn't blame you, she was teaching you, remember not to blow cold again when you eat in the future." ”

After Shen Qiushui finished speaking, Mo Yucai, whose head was buried in Shen Qiushui's chest, came from a muffled voice: "Hmm......"

Shen Qiushui sighed, this time she blamed her negligence, no matter how sensible this child is, she is only four years old, she should let it cool down and serve it to the two little guys.

Mo Yu was burned, everyone's attention was on her, and Shen Dong was no exception.

He also felt sorry for Mo Yu at first, but now he saw her lying in Shen Qiushui's arms, and he was very envious.

Looking at Shen Qiushui's embrace, Mo Dong's inky eyes were full of longing, he also wanted to be hugged by his mother, but because of his previous attitude, he never opened his mouth.

He knew that the current Shen Qiushui was different from the previous one, but he couldn't pull his face and take the initiative to speak.

Mo Dong pursed his lips, withdrew his gaze, and looked at the hot soup in front of him.

The hot soup in the bowl was still steaming, and the white mist kept drifting out.

He stared at the hot soup for a moment, as if he had made up his mind.