"By the way, Mom, I picked the bayberry and sent it to the third aunt, and the courier also brought it back for you and put it on the table. I also bought chicken and duck seedlings and put them in the back hill, and the land on the slope was also planted with vegetables. Xu Qingzhi said one by one, lest his parents see it and ask again.

Wang Yanmei didn't expect her daughter to do so much work in one afternoon, and said distressedly: "Don't do it next time, doing so much work at once will hurt your body for a long time." What do you want to eat tonight? Mom will do it for you! ”

Xu Qingzhi said happily: "I want to eat a bowl of dried bean carob meat, a bowl of fried chicken with ginger slices, a bowl of water spinach, and scrambled eggs with green peppers. ”

"Okay, good, mom will do it for you. In addition to these, you have to cook a few more miles, and then cook a soup, your Uncle Wang will come to eat, and there will be few dishes at home. Wang Yanmei waved her hand, and Xu Fuqiang, who got out of the car, said, "Your daughter wants to eat scrambled eggs with green peppers and water spinach, you pick the vegetables." ”

"Okay." Xu Fuqiang was called by his daughter-in-law, and he was not unhappy.

Most of the men of this age in the village are somewhat machismo, thinking that cooking, washing dishes, and washing clothes are all women's jobs. Obviously, both of them went out to make money, but all other things were done by women.

There was a man in the next village, who often saw that his wife was unhappy, and always beat his wife, and his notoriety spread to this village.

When Grandma was still there, she talked to her every day.

"I know lightly, you can't ask for a man who beats his wife, and you can't break the law and discipline, you have to find someone like your dad who has a good temper, is good to you, and you like it."

Grandma would touch her hands, those hands that were wrinkled with vicissitudes, and Xu Qingzhi's hands hurt a little.

"Grandma is old, and she may not live to see you get married."

At this time, Grandpa could always hear, come out of the house, and say a few words to Grandma, "Qingzhi is studying, you talk every day about what she is doing to get married." ”

Then Grandma glanced at him, and Grandpa avoided his face and didn't look at Grandma, and he didn't open his mouth.

When Xu Qingzhi thinks about it now, she still thinks that Ah Gong's expression is very interesting, which is the same as her father's expression.

Wang Yanmei had already walked into the house, and at a glance she saw the two extra jars in the house, and shouted in her usual loud voice: "Eh, I know, what are you doing, adding bayberry to the water?" ”

Xu Qingzhi followed into the house, took the water cup on the side, took a cup of sour plum soup, and handed it to her mother: "This is sour plum soup, I picked a lot of bayberry, so I got some to drink." It's bayberry wine over there, so I'll have to wait. Mom, how about you taste this? ”

"Why do you still get these miles?" Wang Yanmei was surprised.

Xu Qingzhi's expression was as usual: "I searched on the Internet, there are a lot of tutorials." ”

Wang Yanmei took the cup, and before she could taste it, she smelled the taste first: "This sour plum soup is so fragrant, it smells comfortable." ”

She took a sip of sour plum soup, "Well, it's delicious, this sour plum soup is so delicious!" Mom hasn't read a book, so she can't describe the taste, and it feels much better than the iced tea that your dad loves to drink. ”

After speaking, Wang Yanmei drank the rest of the sour plum soup in one go, and she was still unsatisfied, so she went to pick up another cup.

After drinking the second cup, Wang Yanmei still wanted to drink.

This sour plum soup is just like that Xuanmai, and I don't want to stop at all.

But tonight there is a treat at home, and she still has to hurry up and cook.

So, she took another cup of sour plum soup and went to the kitchen with the cup, so that she could drink two sips at any time when she wanted to.

When Xu Fuqiang came back from picking vegetables, he also found that there were two more big jars at home.

After all, the two jars are placed on the shelves in the living room, and you can see them when you enter the door, and the jars are large and conspicuous.

Xu Qingzhi just finished eating the egg in his hand, and with his empty hand, he went to pick up a cup of sour plum soup for her father.

"Dad, you can taste it, I use my own bayberry to make sour plum soup."

Xu Fuqiang happened to be thirsty, so he brought it over like drinking water, poured it down in one gulp, and smacked his mouth twice, as if he was still reminiscing.

"Eh, I know, don't say it, this sour plum soup you made tastes good! It's just that Dad drank it too fast, and I always felt that it didn't taste good, so I'll try another drink. Xu Fuqiang took another cup, and there was another grunt.

Wang Yanmei shouted in the kitchen in a loud voice: "Don't drink, come and help." ”

"It's coming, it's coming." Xu Fuqiang glanced at the kitchen and saw that there was still a lot of sour plum soup, so he reluctantly put down the cup.

A short time later, there was movement outside the door.

Wang Yanmei shouted: "I know lightly, it should be your Uncle Wang who is here, you go and entertain me." ”