Su Qingluan chewed on the snake meat with two different frying methods, and silently made a comparison - the softly fried snake meat can retain more of the flavor of the snake meat itself, but the two snakes caught are adult snakes, and the bones have been ossified, so it is not easy to bite.

The dry-fried snake meat segment is crispy even the bones, and because of the addition of a large number of seasoning spices, it tastes spicy and fragrant, which is very enjoyable, even if it is a snack for grinding teeth.

It's just that the blind pursuit of heavy taste makes this dry fried snake meat taste no different from other meats, and the seasoning has completely covered up the original taste of the meat.

Fried vegetables and meat were clearly well received. At the end of the meal, only some of the very "tooth-consuming" dishes such as dry fried snake meat were left, and the rest were swept away by everyone.

But obviously, the dry-fried snake meat segment is really delicious, making all the chewing meat sore cheeks, and everyone who is full of numbness stares at the remaining snake meat segment with great satisfaction, always wondering if they can still eat a bite.

In the end, it was Yang who made the final decision: "I can't eat it anymore!" Boss, didn't you just say that your mouth is broken? And the two of you! She turned to look at Su Xuanhe and Su Xueyan who were lying on the table staring at the snake meat section, "You eat such a hard thing, don't you have any teeth?" ”

So even including Su Guangfu, although he was still a little reluctant, he licked his lips in the end.

Su Qingluan looked at the pitiful appearance of the whole family, and couldn't help but smile and said: "If you like this kind of meat, not only snake meat, but also chicken and pork, just fry it a few more times." What's more, the snakes in the back mountain are not too difficult to catch, I will catch a few more when I go into the mountain next time......"

Before the words fell, Su Xuanhe, who was most resentful of "being forced to shut up", jumped up first: "How can that work?!" Sister, what if you encounter a poisonous tongue? ”

"That's it!" Su Xueyan also nodded again and again, "There are no snakes and snakes, we just have one less delicious food, Sister is gone, we have all the delicious food!" ”

Su Qingluan: ...... She suddenly felt that her little sister was so reasonable, she was speechless!

Su Guangfu was preempted by two sharp-toothed children, and he didn't have time to say anything, but looked at Su Qingluan disapprovingly. It wasn't until the two little ones finished speaking that he added, "Where is there a shortage of such a bite to eat at home now?" It's not worth it to risk being bitten in the mountains for this. ”

Everyone's left and right sentences finally dispelled Su Qingluan's enthusiasm for "playing game".

After the meal, Su Qingluan returned to his room, but he was in no mood to rest.

Although she wasn't sure how Liuyue and Zhang's mother would convey the information they heard from her today, Su Qingluan was always used to thinking about the worst-case scenario first, so she thought carefully about the possible attitudes of Zhang's mother and even Xie Zi'an and what preparations she needed to make.

The soybean oil left over after repeated frying today, Su Qingluan didn't plan to use it for food anymore.

However, the parents can't say anything like "soybean oil used for repeated frying produces a lot of harmful substances", because they can't understand it. So Su Qingluan simply said that he wanted to write something at night recently, and used a lot of oil lamps - although this is also true - and turned the soybean oil that had been used tonight with a lot of oil residue to light the lamp.

lit two oil lamps on the small wooden table in his room, and borrowed the bronze mirror used by A-Niang as a reflector, Su Qingluan finally made the light in the room barely reach the point where he was not blind in writing.

While slandering that this kind of light is really not conducive to visual health, Su Qingluan rubbed his sour eyes, and carefully wrote something under the light source that was still dim and unstable compared to modern lighting equipment.

When the waiter who knocked on the stick sounded outside to remind him, "The weather is dry, be careful of the candle", Su Qingluan rubbed his sour shoulders, blew out the oil lamp, and fell asleep under the covers.

The next morning, Su Qingluan did not continue to stay at home, but got up before dawn and went to the town with his father and mother to set up a stall - now the light is getting later and later, and the temperature in the morning is getting lower and lower.

If a month ago, the temperature after waking up in the morning can be described as "cool", then the temperature before the sky is now a little "cold".

Although it was close to noon and afternoon, he could still feel the gentle warmth of the autumn sun, but now at dawn, and then in the dim morning light, Su Qingluan could even see the water mist condensed from the mouth of the water vapor condensed from the mouth when Daddy and Auntie were talking.

Fortunately, Su Qingluan is not a real child, and has the willpower of a normal adult. So when Su Xuanhe hummed and chirped eight hundred unwillingly "pulled" out of the bed by the Yang family, Su Qingluan was already dressed and came to the stove room.

She was checking to see if the last batch of pickled preserved eggs was ready for the fire.

Knock off the lime shell on the outside, peel off the egg skin, and the black and slightly transparent egg white appears in front of you, and the pungent smell also rushes into the nasal cavity.

Su Qingluan looked at the light pattern on the surface of the preserved egg that seemed to be frozen by water, nodded and said in a low voice: "It seems that the effect this time is better than last time." ”

Muttering like this, Su Qingluan put aside the peeled preserved eggs, picked a few and put them in the basket, planning to bring them to Liu Yunniang when she met her in the town today.

After Su Qingluan cleaned up the preserved eggs, Su Xuanhe reluctantly rubbed out of the bed.

Su Qingluan looked at him funny: "You said you, tossing for so long, don't you want to get up and go to the academy to study?" ”

Although Su Xuanhe is no longer what he was at the beginning, Su Qingluan said casually that he was seven dissatisfied and eight were dissatisfied. But after all, he was just forced to be separated from his beloved warm bed, so he got up a little badly. So he glanced at Su Qingluan angrily: "Hmph, I want you to take care of it...... Eh! ”

Su Qingluan immediately gave the other party a blow to the head and rolled chestnuts: "How can you talk to Sister A?!" ”

Su Xuanhe pursed his lips aggrievedly, he didn't dare to say anything more, but just twisted his head to the side.

When there was a fight here, Su Guangfu and the Yang family over there were already ready, and the group was ready to set off.

It's a little dark now, but it's still quiet outside. Yang carefully closed the fence gate outside, locked it—where did Su Xueyan have the key to unlock it anyway—and the few of them hurried towards the town in the hazy morning light, facing the morning mist in the somewhat cold air.

Due to the serious morning fog today, which affected the line of sight ahead, although the Su family and his party did not delay in the slightest, they were still half an hour late when they arrived in the town.

Fortunately, today everyone is suffering from the morning fog, and it is difficult to travel.

When she met Liu Yunniang, Su Qingluan handed her the preserved eggs, which made Liu Yunniang laugh and said: "Before, Qingluan, you gave me the preserved eggs to make that salty porridge, and I thought the eggs were bad." ”

After all, such a "refreshing" taste reminds Liu Yunniang of not a delicious delicacy, but a thing of the thatched pit and the reincarnation of grains.

Su Qingluan smiled and blinked: "So if you want to accept this thing, it actually takes some courage." ”

"Isn't it?"

The two gossiped a few words of daily life, and Su Qingluan cut to the chase.

"Yun Niang, listen to Xi Niangzi, your father's health is much better?"

Liu Yunniang nodded, a hopeful smile flashed between her eyebrows: "Isn't it, now that I'm busy, my dad can't be idle, and he has to get up from the bed every day to help me do something." ”

It is precisely because of this desperate action of getting up from bed every day that Yanagi is unconsciously carrying out the rehabilitation movement of patients who have been bedridden for a long time.

This kind of restoration was originally boring and very painful, but Yanagi was dedicated to helping his wife and daughter share some of the burdens of life, and he was also a strong-willed person, not only persevering, but gradually able to hang his legs down, and even barely support two legs, half leaning against the side of the hard wall for a moment.

This level is already a great improvement for Yanagi, who had to get up at the beginning.

So when she heard Su Qingluan ask about her father's physical condition, Liu Yunniang nodded very happily: "Although I can't stand and walk by myself, it's much better than at the beginning." ”

"Then Yun Niang, you should have less burden on your body now, right?"

"Isn't it?" Liu Yunniang was a little crying and laughing when she mentioned it, "When I cut those water cuts at home, as long as Daddy can sit up with the strength, he rushes to help me do it-Look, you see, three or four percent of these launches today are my father's craftsmanship." ”

Su Qingluan was stunned: This was a big surprise to her.

"It is said that 'a gentleman cooks far away', and it is really rare for your father to be able to do this." Su Qingluan sighed, "And you also said that Ling Zun only started helping recently, right?" It can be cut so well! ”

Liu Yunniang didn't pay attention to Su Qingluan's expression, and said with a wry smile: "This is because Daddy wants to help me and does a lot of exercises with the ingredients at home - so for a while, my family eats all kinds of strange 'ingredient fragments' at every meal." ”

Su Qingluan couldn't help but laugh out loud when she thought of that scene.

After laughing enough, Su Qingluan looked at Liu Yunniang and proposed: "In that case, Yunniang, do you want to try a new 'part-time job'?" ”

In the afternoon, probably because today's temperature makes people appreciate for the first time that autumn is different from the cold of summer, the steaming and stomach-warming soup has been sold more quickly recently, often after noon, the Su family can close the stall and leave, and the thin monkey and Aunt Yang next to them are very envious.

When he arrived at the door, Su Qingluan found someone waiting outside the door of his house.

Looking at the dress that was not unfamiliar, Su Qingluan frowned: Isn't that the subordinate of Xie Zi'an's mansion? What did he do when he stepped on cheap land and came to Huaxi Village?