Chapter 20

"No, cracked ceramics will cut your little hands. ”

"Then the mother should also be careful~"

The little guy was very heartwarming, and the little milk voice comforted Qin Jiuyue's heart warmly.

Actually, it's not bad to stay.

Bypassing the pregnancy, she already has four cubs (although she admits that there is only one), a small goal of 100 million, and she will earn it back!

Song Xiulian came out of the stove room.

Curiously asked, "September, what are you doing with these broken ceramic jar bottoms?"

Qin Jiujiu raised his head and said truthfully, "I want to send bean sprouts, these are not enough, do we still have any utensils at home that can be used? Wooden and iron are fine, as long as there are grooves." ”

Song Xiulian thought about it.

His eyes suddenly lit up, "By the way, yes, when your father-in-law was alive, he made a living by hunting, and many of the hunted prey had to be bled out, so your father-in-law specially went to the blacksmith shop to make two large trays, and the bloodletting clots were sold, and I went to find them for you." ”

Qin Jiujiu hurriedly nodded, "I'm in trouble." ”

Song Xiulian couldn't help but glance at Qin Jiujiu more, the corners of her mouth raised a smile, and she hurriedly went to the north house to rummage.

Not much.

Song Xiulian found out the things.

Qin Jiujiu glanced at it and felt ...... It's just a tailor-made utensil for her bean sprouts!

The pallet is about one meter long and half a meter wide, and the height of the surrounding walls is about 10 centimeters, all of which are just the right size.

She took it and washed it together,

Together with the bottom of the ceramic jar, take it into the house and dry it.

He took out the wooden bucket for washing vegetables, first washed the mung beans, then washed the soybeans, removed the impurities mixed in them and the bad beans floating on the water, and put them in two trays scalded with hot water, and the trays that could not fit were placed in two small ceramic jars.

Add an appropriate amount of warm water respectively, the water level should be just level with the beans as the best standard, put it in a ventilated and clean place, and wait for the beans to soak.

At this time, the lard was also boiled.

The steaming lard was drying in the pot, Song Xiulian took out the lard residue, brought it to the kang table in the house, and after it cooled, she immediately sandwiched a large piece for Sanbao and Xiao Shu'er.

The Three Treasures were reluctant to eat in their hands, so they had to put them in their pockets.

"San Bao, what are you doing?"

Qin Jiujiu successfully stopped, "It's all oil, it will stain the clothes." ”

San Bao blinked, "I'm going to put it in my pocket, Ming'er will go out and show them, our family can also eat lard, so they don't have to keep saying that we are poor ghosts." ”

Qin Jiujiu sighed.

Pressing Sanbao's small shoulder, he said, "Eat as much as you want, after eating, Ming'er will take the rest out to show off, I promise that in the future, as long as you want, you can eat pork every day, I'm afraid that you will have enough to eat by then." ”

Sanbao cut and sniffed angrily, "Who will eat enough pork? ”

As he spoke, he stuffed the lard residue into his mouth and took a small bite, "It's so fragrant!"

Qin Jiujiu picked up the plate.

Handed it to the second child, "No." ”

The second child turned around directly, lay down next to Jiang Jinyan, and turned his back to Qin Jiujiu, the meaning of resistance was extremely obvious.

Qin Jiu Na retracted his arm, if you don't eat, you won't eat, fool!

She pinched a piece, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed it dryly, but it wasn't as delicious as the two little ones said.

Jiang Qingye went out to catch fish, and came back wet, there were only two poor little crucian carp in the small wooden barrel, which were not as big as Xiao Shu'er's slap, Jiang Qingye was a little frustrated, and he didn't want to ask Qin Jiujiu, so he changed his clothes and lay on the kang angrily.

The grandfather lies in rows.

Probably because of the sequelae of dissipation, Qin Jiujiu stared at them, always feeling that the three of them would disappear in the next second.

After lying down for a while, Jiang Qingye seemed to remember his own rice, and quickly got up and went out with the mat and futon in his arms.

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