After Su Qingluan saw Mu Xingzhi leave, he returned to his house and took a sip of water.

I poked my head out and looked at the sun, which seemed to be in the middle of nowhere. Daddy is not at home, so he is probably going to pick up his younger brother who is going to school in the county.

Su Qingluan couldn't help but sigh: It is said that Sai Weng is not blessed, he originally felt that he went to the town every day to toss and turn, and he couldn't take care of the two children, but now it is convenient to pick up his younger brother to school, that is, his sister is at home alone, although he is accompanied by Sun Guixiang, but he is also a little lonely.

Therefore, once she has free time, she will take her sister out for a spin as much as possible, which can be regarded as a kind of compensation.

When I thought of the little girl, I heard her calling in the next room—she should have woken up.

Lifting the curtain and going out, Su Qingluan saw her sister pulling her shoes and rubbing her sleepy eyes and walking out of the room in a daze.

This little girl is still in a half-dream-awake state of "sleepwalking", and there are indentations on her face caused by lying on Su Qingluan's back for a long time, which looks a little funny and a little cute.

Yang obviously also heard the voice of the youngest daughter, and turned out of the stove room: "Big girl, are you back?" Then he saw the basket placed on the wall at the door of the stove room, "Today's mushrooms are less collected." ”

"A lot," Su Qingluan said with a smile, "Mr. Fang Cai Mu saw that I was carrying my sister on my back and helped me send the mushrooms back, and in order to thank others, he shared half of them." ”

"Send? How to send? Yang's eyes widened in surprise.

So Su Qingluan told her about Mu Xingzhi's wheelchair being able to push herself to walk at will after being improved, which caused Yang to sigh a series of times: "Eh, that feeling is good!" That's a good feeling! ”

looked at his eldest daughter with some reproach: "Why don't you let Mr. Mu come in and sit?" ”

Su Qingluan couldn't cry or laugh: "Auntie, our house hasn't been completely cleaned up yet, how can you invite people in?" "Although you can't see it from the outside, as long as you enter the Su family, you can see that the miscellaneous items inside are piled up everywhere in the east and west, which is not too exaggerated.

However, since it will not rain for a while and work will continue, these sundries will be placed in a corner that does not take up much space, and then cleaned up after everything has stopped.

But it's so messy, and it's okay for your family, and it's a bit rude to let the guests see it.

Yang thought about it, so he didn't say anything anymore, threw down the sentence "Let's make dumplings to eat tonight", and then turned to the kitchen again, and after a while, there was a sound of "dong dong dong" - it should be the sound of chopping meat filling.

The little girl doesn't care about such trivial matters, she only has one thing in her mind now: "Sister, I won!" ”

"Huh?" Su Qingluan was stunned and didn't react.

"Sister, game!" The little girl stuck her waist in, "I won!" ”

Only then did Su Qingluan understand that the little girl was asking her to "reward". But...... I asked the Yang family, and sure enough, the family didn't buy sweet bananas, so it is estimated that they can't do it.

"Not today, there are no sweet bananas at home today." Su Qingluan shook his head regretfully.

Then she was severely reprimanded by her sister: "Sister, don't you count?" ”

"How come my words don't count?" Seeing that the little girl looked angry, Su Qingluan's teasing prank factor began to be active again.

"Sister promised to give me sweet bananas!" The little girl doesn't remember the name of the dish "Pulling Silk Banana", so she can only use her own words to describe it.

"I agreed, but ......" Su Qingluan smiled slightly, bent down and scratched the tip of her sister's smooth and elastic nose, "I didn't say what day it was." ”

So the little girl flattened her mouth and threw down a sentence "Sister is a liar!" "Rat, click, dash, ran into the house. In order to express her dissatisfaction, she also slammed the door shut.

After Su cleaned up and teased the cat, he was in a very good mood, turned around and invited the stove room, and sure enough, he saw Yang chopping meat filling.

"I just heard the sound of the door closing," Yang glanced back at Su Qingluan in a bent posture, "Who is back again?" ”

"Nobody has come back," Su Qing laughed, "I'll tease the little girl, and she'll lose her temper with me—I'll have to find a way to coax her." ”

"You," bent chopping the minced meat, but couldn't help but laugh in his mouth, "You're going to be fourteen years old after the New Year, why are you still funny with your sister, a little doll of three or four years old?" ”

"It's because I'm only three or four years old that it's fun." Su Qingluan leaned over to see if there was anything he could do to help, "As Xuanhe grows older, he can't be amused—what kind of stuffing will you eat tonight?" ”

"Your father went to the town today and bought fresh pork and fennel, and he will eat fennel dumplings today."

"A-Niang, I'm here to help," Su Qingluan looked around, "Is the dough ready?" ”

"It's been posted a long time ago, oh, over there." Yang turned his head and pointed to a brown-black ceramic basin buckled in the sun, inside which was the kneaded dough.

Although the autumn sun is no longer as hot as summer, this dark-colored container can absorb the heat of the sun and become a natural fermentation incubator.

"Then I'll chop the minced meat." Su Qingluan said, and went to pick up the chopping knife in Yang's hand, but was lightly let go.

"You can rest quickly," Yang touched the top of his eldest daughter's hair lovingly, "It's not easy to take Sanya to pick mushrooms." ”

Speaking of her little sister, Su Qingluan remembered that this little girl was still awkward, so she rolled her eyes, made up her mind, and turned around and walked outside.

After a while, Su Qingluan came back with a dustpan of various wild vegetables.

Yang raised his eyebrows: "Although the taste of this wild vegetable is not bad now, the taste is old, why do you pick so many of them?" ”

Su Qingluan smiled: "Make a jade white jade dumpling for Snow Goose and coax her." ”

"It's just that you're a clever ghost, and you make so many names all day long." Yang smiled helplessly and lovingly, turned around and continued to chop the meat filling.

Su Qingluan, on the other hand, took out a stone mortar for grinding spices, broke all kinds of wild vegetables into sections, then mashed them, and filtered out the dark green juice with gauze.

After repeating this operation, after a short time, a bowl of dark green "wild vegetable juice" was collected.

When it was time to knead the dough, Su Qingluan mixed half of the dough into the wild vegetable juice and kneaded it repeatedly. Gradually, the whole dough turns into a bright and vivid emerald green, which is very pleasing to the eye.

At this time, Su Qingluan looked up and saw that Yang was about to put the chopped fennel into the meat filling.

Su Qingluan's eyes were sharp, and seeing that the meat filling was still in a loose state, she hurriedly asked, "A-Niang, don't put fennel first, have you pumped water in the meat filling?" ”

When Yang heard the eldest daughter's words, she didn't put fennel again, she raised her head, and was a little puzzled: "Fetch water?" What kind of water to hit? ”