Zhang Sijiu thought about it for a long time, but he didn't find a suitable return gift.

As a poor and white traveler, she has nothing and doesn't understand anything.

In the end, Zhang Sijiu's eyes fell on the pile of grass that was picked up.

The pile of grass was already a little messy.

Dr. Zhang came up with an idea: it is better to ......

When the strong girl ran back with the basket on her back and her face flushed, Zhang Sijiu had already grown the pile of grass again.

Zhang Sijiu and the strong girl put the pile of grass into her back basket, and then each carried the back basket and prepared to go home.

After the basket was loaded, it was a little heavy, dragging people back, which reminded Zhang Sijiu of the school time when his schoolbag was the heaviest.

She stretched out her hand, and pulled the harness with both hands like a strong girl to relieve the pressure on her shoulders.

The sun is already out, and it's not particularly hot, but you can already feel the power.

The strong girl is obviously very talkative, she keeps talking all the way, most of them are trivial things in the family.

Including but not limited to her mother's partiality for her younger siblings, her dog is pregnant, and the sow is about to give birth.

Zhang Sijiu just needs to listen.

She couldn't help but ponder: I don't know if it's an illusion, but after crossing over, I have a special fate with the chatterbox.

Zhang Sijiu was even more silent.

sent her all the way home, but the strong girl refused to enter their house, and twisted her fingers embarrassedly: "My mother won't let me go to your house." I'm not going in. ”

Zhang Sijiu looked at her guilty and cautious appearance, and smiled: "It's okay. It's time for you to go home, too. Your mother won't let you go to our house, so will you come to play with me in the future? ”

"It's okay if you can't come," she stressed. ”

However, the strong girl did not hesitate: "Of course it comes!" Jiu Niang, we are the best! Said to be a good friend for the rest of your life! My mother only said that she wouldn't let me go to your house, not that she couldn't play together. ”

Zhang Sijiu nodded: "That's good." Go home quickly. Grass you carry home. ”

The strong girl was stunned: "Why?" ”

Zhang Sijiu smiled: "Because you helped me carry the grass, I just want to thank you." ”

The strong girl hurriedly waved her hand: "No, no, no, I'll help you, how can you still ask for something!" ”

Zhang Sijiu held down her palm and didn't let her take off the back basket, "But we are good friends." Good friends should be shared. ”

The strong girl was finally convinced. Happy to go home.

Zhang Sijiu carried a half-back basket of grass into the house.

Lightly poured the grass on the place where Xu's usually piled the grass, Zhang Sijiu washed his hands and went to see his sister.

The little pumpkin is still sleeping. The little mouth still moves from time to time.

Zhang Sijiu didn't move her, and turned around and went out to find Yang.

The Yang family also happened to be looking for Zhang Sijiu, and when he saw her, he beckoned: "I'll start teaching you to cook today." ”

When Zhang Sijiu heard this, he walked to the kitchen: "Okay." ”

Yang lifted his wrinkled eyelids and glanced at Zhang Sijiu, somewhat surprised.

Then, Yang went into the kitchen, "Do you remember the fire?" ”

Zhang Sijiu was very dry: "I don't remember." ”

Yang started teaching with fire.

Blow out a red spark with a fire breaker, then use a spark to light the flammable hay, and finally add a twig pimple.

Twig lumps are dry and fallen branches, which are picked up and broken into about the same length, and loosely tied up with straw.

Such firewood is more resistant to burning than grass.

One teaches patiently, and the other learns seriously.

Soon Zhang Sijiu mastered the essentials and began to enter the next step of learning.

She actually knows how to cook. But only for rice cookers.

So at this moment, Zhang Sijiu was still a little curious in the face of the big iron pot.

Breakfast is made with porridge.

It's easier than steaming dry rice. After the water boils, add the rice, and then stir it from time to time to prevent it from sticking, and when the rice soup is thick, scoop it up with a spoon and put it in a clay pot.

Yang's silent demonstration, Zhang Sijiu looked at it seriously.

When waiting for the rice porridge to boil, Yang finally opened his mouth: "Jiuniang, you have to be diligent in the future." ”

Zhang Sijiu stared at the red flames and wiped the sweat from his head: "Hmm." ”

She promised too simply and seriously, but Yang couldn't say the rest of the words.

In the end, Yang said dryly: "Let your two younger brothers in the future." ”

Zhang Sijiu probably understood what Yang wanted to say. She raised her head, her eyes clear and bright: "Grandma, don't worry." I'll be obedient. Work more and share the burden for the second aunt. ”

Even if you don't consider the issue of sending people under the fence, you have to consider whether it is too inappropriate for all the housework to be pressed on the Xu family as a family.

Yang sighed: "Jiuniang is sensible. ”

Zhang Sijiu lowered his head, not wanting to discuss this issue more.

Truth be told, she didn't even really want to talk to anyone else. After all, it has been changed, it must be different, and it will not be good if it shows something different.

The rice porridge hasn't been cooked yet, and Xu has already returned.

I also went to pick up my two sons on the way.

Xu's eldest son, Zhang Song, is just over six years old this year, he looks like his father, and he knows that he is very solid at a glance.

The youngest son, Zhang Bai, is more than four years old, and he is still wearing open crotch pants, white and clean, with a little flesh on his face, and he sits obediently in the back basket and is carried back.

And his mouth is very sweet, he calls grandma when he sees Yang, and he calls his sister when he sees Zhang Sijiu.

Zhang Sijiu likes such children.

Xu Shi entered the kitchen and poured a stomach of water first, and then he had the strength to speak: "Today, I was lucky to meet someone from my mother's village who killed pigs and sold them, and I cut a strip of pork belly." It's fat! That pig doesn't know how to raise it, the fat is so thick! ”

She stretched out her slap and put her four fingers together, revealing a deep envy.

Then she lifted the meat out of the basket.

Zhang Sijiu glanced at it and was shocked.

Well, there's really that thick layer of fat.

Xu gestured with his hand: "Cut a knife from here, and the meat left behind will be stewed back and eaten at home." After a while, I will send the little pumpkin to breastfeed, and send it to the second strong daughter-in-law. She is a good person, she doesn't have enough milk herself, and she asked us to take the little pumpkin over to eat. We can't just take advantage. ”

Yang had no opinion, "Okay." It's up to you. ”

Komatsu swallowed his saliva and proposed loudly: "Stew lettuce and eat!" I'm going to drink three bowls of soup! ”

Xiaobai was also excited: "Stewed lettuce!" ”

Zhang Sijiu was a little hard to imagine what it was like to stew such fat meat into soup. Can it be delicious?

Without waiting for her to imagine it, Xu Shi touched a pig's foot from the back basket again, and said happily: "This pig's foot is smeared with salt, and it will be boiled and eaten tomorrow." It's not tasty, but it's barely meaty. ”

Zhang Sijiu was stunned. I always feel that Xu bought this pig's feet because of himself.

She simply asked, "The second aunt bought it?" ”

Xu Shile said: "Two money!" I buy pork belly and let the meat seller buy it cheaply. ”

Zhang Sijiu has a vague concept of money: a coffin costs several taels of silver, but a chicken is only sold for dozens of copper coins, and a thousand copper coins are converted into one tael of silver. Two dollars, indeed, is not expensive. No wonder Xu is so happy.

Thinking about the pork knuckle soybean soup, Zhang Sijiu was really a little greedy: after passing through it for a few days, he had never eaten meat. I haven't eaten white rice a few times, although meat dishes are prepared for the funeral, but it is for the guests to eat, and their family is not willing to eat it at all. Most of the time, I drink rice porridge and eat some simple boiled vegetables in oil.

But, will Xu agree to her doing it?