Chapter 37

Jiang Qingye snorted in the back.

A little distressed said, "If you have to cook apricots at home, the good places where you can catch fish have been robbed." ”

Qin Jiu turned his head to look at Jiang Qingye and said, "How do you know that only here can you catch fish?"

Jiang Qingye said naturally, "Because you caught the fish here, I've been to other places, and I can't catch it every time." ”

Hear the words.

Qin Jiujiu narrowed his eyes, "Actually, if you can't catch a fish, it has nothing to do with the place, it has something to do with the brain." ”

Jiang Qingye: "......"

He watched Qin Jiujiu go to a place with few people, Jiang Qingye didn't believe in that evil, and he also followed.

Like yesterday, Qin Jiujiu dug up earthworms nearby, lowered the bamboo cage, and pressed a hemp rope under a large stone.

Clap your hands.

He took a step back and said, "It's okay, it's time to go home." ”

Jiang Qingye's eyes widened, "It's that simple?" are you sure?"

Qin Jiujiu raised his eyebrows triumphantly, "Of course, do you want to bet again?"

Bet......

Jiang Qingye remembered that day, Sanbao was forced to learn how to bark twice, and quickly shook his head.

Qin Jiujiu sneered and strode forward.

Jiang Qingye scratched the back of his head and squatted on the ground to look at his bamboo cage for a while.

"Isn't this Qingye? I heard from the dog's mother, your family is well developed in selling fish?"

"Second Uncle Chen, there's nothing to do!"

"Tut-tut, you kid, and I'm still hiding?"

"Second uncle, I sold a few copper plates, and let that woman clean Huo Huo. ”

"Guess what's going on, where are you going?"

"I'm going to the mountains to fetch firewood, second uncle, it's not too early, I'm leaving. ”

Jiang Qingye ran up the mountain, thinking at the same time, the dog's mouth is really broken, everything is nonsense!

That day, that woman hit the right one!

The footsteps became faster and faster, and he ran into the mountains in a puff of smoke.

The firewood that Jiang Qingye picks up every time is the best among the children in the village, because those children are at most at the foot of the mountain to turn around and pick up some small pieces of firewood, only Jiang Qingye dares to go to the mountain alone, and the firewood he picks up every time is more than a meter long, the thickness of an adult's fingers, and each one is so, evenly tight.

Even before going out every time, Song Xiulian had to explain not to go to the mountains alone, Jiang Qingye agreed, but when he went up the mountain, he forgot about it.

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Before Qin Jiujiu left home, he told the two little ones to help her look at the apricots.

When she got home, she saw two small balls carrying small benches and sitting around a pot containing apricots.

Two pairs of big eyes stared at the apricot without blinking.

As if he was afraid that it would grow wings and fly.

Qin Jiujiu laughed, "That's good." ”

She wanted to make dried apricots, and the apricots were pickled with white sugar first, and when she pickled the apricots, every time she added white sugar to them, Jiang Qingye's expression was as if she wanted half his life.

I don't blame him.

After all, here, sugar is a condiment that is expensive and expensive.

I guess it's almost there.

Qin Jiujiu went to the stove room and added water to both pots, one of which added chopped mint leaves.

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