"No, no!" As if she was frightened, she waved her hand and stepped back, refusing, "Brother Bo, I'll help you bring food, you give me food money, this is as it should be, I will accept it!" Chickens and ducks don't. ”

Bo Qingshan said in his heart, isn't it just a few chickens and ducks that are worth a few dollars? As for such a big reaction?

He deliberately stared at her and said, "Really? ”

Mo Jingchun thought of stir-fried chicken, braised local chicken, duck soup... The base of the tongue secretes saliva, but still shakes his head firmly: "I earned the money to buy it myself." ”

Well, the gas bag is still very backbone.

Bo Qingshan is meaningless, she doesn't accept it, forget it if she doesn't accept it, he is kind-hearted, what is the point if others don't accept it?

took out the purse on his body, and inside it was the copper plate he specially asked Hang Sheng to change in the afternoon, and handed it to her: "Then you have to accept the money for this meal, right?" ”

Mo Jingchun stretched out his hand and touched it, and after confirming that it was not too much, he accepted it with peace of mind.

She clutched her purse and smiled: "Brother Bo, when will you recruit a cook?" Do you want to deliver food tomorrow? ”

Well, this will see the eyes of money open again, and the woman is really strange.

Bo Qingshan was angry and funny, and asked her, "Aren't you going to the town tomorrow?" ”

Mo Jingchun reacted at this time: "I forgot." ”

"It's okay, I'll tell you when I find the right cook." Bo Qingshan blinked, "Two meals a day, I'll give you sixty wen, one meat and one vegetable for each meal, and you can do it yourself." You eat the rest of the rest except mine, and the little girl eats more good ones, understand? ”

He doesn't pick and choose, and he can't eat pancakes every day.

Mo Jingchun had to follow his words, who made the family an employer?

I couldn't help but wonder for a while, what is the origin of this Bo Qingshan?

In his previous life, I saw that he had lived in Mojia Village for so long, and he didn't see his family come to look for him, and he was so generous to himself, a villager who was a stranger, I am afraid that it was not from the county but a rich family in the county, who was not familiar with the world.

She thought that she should be grateful to be a man, and she reminded Bo Qingshan of her righteousness: "Brother Bo, you still don't want to be so... There are good people in the village and there are bad people. ”

She looked puzzled, and Bo Qingshan was overjoyed when she heard it: did this bun treat him as a stupid roe deer who was kind and charitable? Didn't she see that she hadn't talked to anyone else except for a few words to her?

"So you're a good person? Or the bad guys? ”

Mo Jingchun thought for a moment: "... Good guys. ”

"Yes, your big brother Bo still has the ability to distinguish right from wrong, don't worry, girl." He shook his head with a smile and let her go.

Mo Jingchun saw that he didn't take it to heart, and left worriedly.

As I walked, I was still thinking in my heart, this is fortunately when I met her, if someone else comes, I can't deceive him?

After she finished delivering the meal, when she walked back, she stopped by and asked if the Liu family would go to the town tomorrow, and learned that Mo Tongming was resting with sore waist and legs these days, so the words of the request were not spoken.

When parting, he was stuffed with a handful of vegetables by Liu.

She refused again and again: "I really don't want it, Aunt Ming, our family grows our own vegetables!" ”

During the pushing, she saw that a broiler chicken that Liu had slaughtered in order to make up for Mo Tongming's body had been thrown aside, and the meat had been boiled in the pot.

She was in a hurry, "Auntie, do you still use these bones?" ”

Liu Shi glanced at it and said, "Don't do it, the meat is clean, your uncle doesn't like to talk about bones." ”

She pointed to that and said, "Then you can give me the chicken bones, and I'll take them back to make soup for my grandmother, I don't want these dishes." ”

Liu couldn't help her, so he muttered and packed up the chicken bones and gave them to her: "You kid, you don't have any bones and meat, what are you going to eat?" If you want to eat chicken, tell your aunt early, and your aunt will send you a bowl when the pot is ready. ”

Mo Jingchun pursed his lips and smiled: "No need, you and uncle can eat by yourself, grandma knows and wants to talk about me." These bones can also be used to make soups, and they also have a meaty taste. ”

Liu had no choice but to let her go, and by the way, he advised: "I'll ask your uncle to call you in advance when I go back to the town, and you can see if you want one." ”

"Okay."

She returned to Mo's house and happily cleaned the chicken racks, thinking that she would be able to drink chicken soup when she started a fire now and waited for her grandmother and uncle to come back.

She chopped the bone into small pieces and found that there was still some flesh attached to the bone, thinking that she would still be able to eat some of the flesh later.

Then find some mushrooms that dried last year, take two or three stalks, wash them and soak them in water, wait for it to soak some, then cut them into small pieces and throw them in to make soup.

While waiting, she cut out the green onion and ginger, scalded the chicken rack a little, and then changed the water and started the pot again, adding everything just now, and using wine to remove the fish.

After boiling over high heat, turn to low heat and simmer, and put on the stove to simmer slowly.

As soon as Gao came back, he smelled the smell of meat in the air, and he was still thinking about how Zhou was willing to kill chickens and eat them today?

I saw that Mo Jingchun came out of the kitchen with a bowl.

She was very surprised: "Chun'er? Are you in the kitchen? ”

Mo Jingchun smiled on his face and nodded: "Grandma, Aunt Ming's family eats chicken, and I thought that I could boil the chicken bones and brought them back, let's try it." ”

Mo Qinglin was the most happy: "I'll try it!" ”

Gao took the bowl, saw that the soup was bright and yellowish, there was a layer of light grease floating on it, although there was no meat in the chicken rack, but the bones were also very fragrant, not to mention the mushrooms, its taste was even more fragrant.

She couldn't help but take a sip.

It is hot, but warms the stomach.

Gao couldn't help but praise her: "Chun'er is really getting more and more capable, I don't think anyone still says that our Chun'er is a porcelain doll." ”

Mo Jingchun was congenitally deficient when she was a child, and it was a weak disease brought out of her mother's womb, Mo Changlin always invited the village doctor, and the news of her poor health spread as soon as she came and went, and they all said that she was a porcelain doll.

Mo Jingchun saw that they were drinking happily, and he also brought a bowl of it, and the three of them sat in the small courtyard drinking soup and chatting.

In the end, there were a lot left, Mo Jingchun packed them up, stored them in a crockpot, and discussed with Gao: "Grandma, you can cook rice with chicken soup tomorrow." ”

Gao Shi was about to come out just thinking about it, but she was an elder and couldn't show it in front of the junior, so she nodded patiently.

Mo Qinglin waited for the Gao family to sleep and sneaked over, and said to Mo Jingchun: "Don't you want to go to the town?" I know that the sister-in-law in the lobby is also going, and I will tell Mo Ying for you tomorrow! ”

The Li family also wanted to go to the market to buy some things, and took Mo Ying with them, and he ran into them when he came back from the field just now, and Mo Qinglin would know that.

Mo Jingchun thought about it, Mo Ying is going, then Mo Yu and Mo Qing from the Yao family are afraid to go too, she doesn't really want to go with these two people...

Moreover, can the donkey cart sit down?

Seeing her embarrassed, Mo Qinglin persuaded her: "Oh, you just go with them, anyway, Mo Ying is here, you just don't talk to Mo Yu and them." ”

Mo Jingchun thought about the bottles and cans that he had seen at the bottom, and reluctantly agreed.

Mo Qinglin suddenly became happy: "Then, then you bring me a few pieces of candy back, I want that kind of sweetness." ”

...

Mo Jingchun held his purse and resolutely rejected him: "No." ”