Chapter Twenty-Eight: Lychees Are So Sweet!

Every morning at about five o'clock, the pork guy will drive his motorcycle to stop in Shuangtang Village for a short time.

This will also be the time for the villagers of Shuangtang Village to buy pork.

If you miss it, you have to go to the town market to buy it, but most people don't want to go to the town to buy pork.

The old lady was hospitalized, so Su Qinghe got up early and went out to buy some pork offal and pork ribs.

Pork offal porridge was made for breakfast, and Su Qinghe was busy in the kitchen, so Su Qinghai came over with a red plastic bag.

"Brother, this is the bag my mother packed yesterday."

In fact, it is a zongzi, but because it is wrapped in zongzi leaves, Nanling Town has always called zongzi baozi.

The shape is different from the commonly popular triangular zongzi, and the zongzi in Nanling Town are long strips. There are not so many tricks in the ingredients, and it is generally semi-fat lean pork and peanuts mixed with sesame seeds.

Although the taste is single, Su Qinghe never gets tired of eating.

After opening the bag and looking at it, Su Qinghe immediately set up a pot to boil water, "I thought I wouldn't be able to eat it for a few days." ”

"How is it possible, it's a holiday, my mother can't pack it, my mother will do it too." Su Qinghai smiled, "By the way, brother, you don't have to go to the hospital today, I'll go with my mother, and you and your sister-in-law can take care of you at home." ”

Su Qinghe asked, "Isn't my aunt going to open a store today?" ”

"My mother-in-law is hospitalized, and my mother should take care of it, and it doesn't matter if the store doesn't open for a few days."

Su Qinghe thought about it, the old lady was lying on the bed in the hospital, and there was no need for so many people to crowd into the ward to take care of her, so she agreed.

Before breakfast was cooked, Bai Zhi came to the kitchen with the little guy in her arms.

Seeing Su Qinghe, the little guy's big eyes lit up violently, and he stretched out his hand to Su Qinghe to ask for a hug, and the little milk voice revealed joy, "Dad~"

It's even happier than hearing a magpie call.

Su Qinghe hugged the little guy and gave him a bottle, and the little guy quietly lay in his father's arms to drink milk.

At this time, Bai Zhi also saw the zongzi boiling in the pot and asked, "This is the zongzi?" ”

Su Qinghe nodded, "Yes, we haven't eaten the zongzi here, right?" ”

"To be honest, it's the first time I've seen a zongzi of this shape." Bai Zhi said, hesitated, and asked again: "Is this a sweet dumpling or a salty dumpling?" ”

"Meat dumplings should belong to salty dumplings, right? Don't we in Guangdong Province always eat meat dumplings or egg yolk dumplings? Su Qinghe squinted at Bai Zhi, "You also have a sweet and salty party?" ”

Bai Zhi replied: "No, I can accept it, but I am just curious to ask." ”

Suddenly thinking of something, Su Qinghe smiled evilly and said, "I think there is a kind of zongzi that you may not be able to accept." ”

Bai Zhi waved her hand, "Impossible, absolutely impossible." ”

"Don't talk so much!" Su Qinghe smiled, "Have you ever heard of fish dumplings, you don't want any ingredients, just glutinous rice and processed whole fish." ”

Bai Zhi thought for a while, "Isn't this similar to glutinous rice chicken, except that lotus leaves have been replaced with dumpling leaves, and chicken nuggets have been replaced with fish." ”

"How can this be about the same, the diced chicken and glutinous rice of glutinous rice chicken are cooked separately before being mixed and wrapped together, and the fish dumplings are raw glutinous rice and fish buns cooked together. And the chicken isn't as fishy as the fish! ”

Bai Zhi was silent for a while, "Suddenly I feel that I can't accept it, have you eaten it?" ”

"I've only seen it." Su Qinghe shook his head, he didn't like the smell of fish, and he didn't like to hunt for curiosities.

While the two were talking, the little guy also finished drinking, smacked twice and didn't suck the milk, looked at it with big eyes, shook his little hand, and threw the bottle on the ground.

"Daddy~Play~"

Su Qinghe looked at the milk bottle rolling on the ground and called out to the good guy, and wiped the little guy's mouth, "Why did you throw away the guy you ate with?" ”

The little one giggled and made another throwing motion.

Bai Zhi picked up the bottle and shook her head, "Obediently, I like to lose things more and more." ”

"It's only a year old, it's up to her, and I'll educate you when she grows up." Su Qinghe said a word to Bai Zhi, then lifted the little guy, put it flat in the air, and walked out of the kitchen, "Take the plane!" Whew~"

The little one's crisp laughter dragged on like the spray of an airplane.

Bai Zhi looked at it amusedly, and then withdrew her gaze and took over the porridge cooking business.

With the support of artificial power, the children's plane flew to Su Xiaoting's house and ate a closed door. Later, he adjusted his destination and flew to the lychee purchase point in the village.

It's still early, but there are already quite a few people at the acquisition point.

At four o'clock, the villagers went up the mountain to pick lychees, went down the mountain at six o'clock, picked the purchase point, pruned the branches and leaves, and weighed the money.

These days, Su Xiaoting will come to the purchase point to help prune the branches and leaves and pack the lychees, the lychees can be eaten to their heart's content, not to mention, there is money to get.

Su Qinghe really saw Su Xiaoting here.

"Yo, the big star is here?"

The representative of the acquisition point was a middle-aged man, and when he saw Su Qinghe, he greeted him happily.

"Squeak~"

When the little guy flying in the air saw the lychees piled up in a hill, he immediately shouted and wanted to go to the ground.

Su Qinghe didn't dare to let the little guy go to the ground, for fear that she would walk into the lychee pile and roll around.

The representative of the purchase point took a bunch of lychees and gave it to the little guy, "These big eyes are cute when you look at them!" ”

"You also give birth to one, doesn't the country encourage three children now." Su Qinghe teased.

"Don't, what if you have another son!" The middle-aged man bared his teeth, "I already have two sons, I have a headache!" ”

Su Qinghe laughed, "Wouldn't it be better to have another son, more sons and more blessings, your family business must not become bigger and stronger?" ”

"It's still a good daughter, a daughter is caring!" The middle-aged man looked at Su Xiaoting, "My two sons know that they are playing with their mobile phones, and they refuse to call for help, if they can be so sensible as Tingting, I will burn incense and worship the Buddha!" ”

"Brother, you can't ruin your son's reputation casually outside! Children go to school hard, have fun and relax during the holidays, as long as they don't indulge, it's no big deal. Su Qinghe said.

He doesn't understand what these people think, and he always says in front of outsiders that his children are not good, as if he is very modest.

You say it's a joke, but the man with the long tongue takes it seriously, and as soon as it spreads, it changes.

While chatting here, a villager shouted over there, "Ah He, what's wrong with your mother-in-law's health?" ”

Su Qinghe followed the prestige, "Aunt Jin Fang, my mother-in-law has no big problems, don't worry." ”

"That's good! That's good! Yao Jinfang clasped her hands together and whispered something like the Bodhisattva's blessing.

"Daddy~Eat~Squeak~"

The little guy put a lychee that she had bitten open into Su Qinghe's mouth, and stumbled to say a complete sentence.

The middle-aged man was surprised, "Your daughter is only one year old, this is powerful enough!" ”

"It's really amazing!" Su Qinghe was also full of surprise, "Good girl, it's really for my father?" ”

"Eat~"

The little guy's little hand was handed forward again, and the lychee meat was attached to Su Qinghe's lips, and he felt the little guy's slow force, as if he was going to stuff it hard, Su Qinghe hurriedly opened his mouth.

Then looking at the little guy's big sparkling eyes and feeling the sweet juice blooming in his mouth, he gave a thumbs up.

"Lychee is so sweet! Good guys! ”