, wonderful and free of pop-ups! The little girl's mouth was so pouted that she could hang an oil bottle on it, and she said to Old Mrs. Sun: "Mistress, you are serious. If you want to praise my sister, you don't have to criticize me, right?"
Mrs. Sun glared at Xiaojie: "You damn girl, you're not old or young, how can you talk to your grandma?"
"Mom, my grandma said that I have high insteps and am ugly. You don't want me to argue?" Xiaojie said.
Da Sun raised her hand in a gesture: "You damn girl, how dare you talk to me about your mother, believe it or not, I will slap you?"
Xiaojie looked aggrieved when she met such a mother.
Mrs. Sun then stared at Mrs. Sun: "My child just said a few words, look at you, are you still embarrassed?"
"Xiao Jie, don't argue with your mother. It's my fault that I said something wrong. There is a lower instep that is better, and a higher instep is better!" Old Mrs. Sun coaxed.
Nine-year-old Xiaojie still stood there with her lips pouted and her little face turned to the side.
Seeing her little cousin's appearance, Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.
She is young, has a big temper, and is a stubborn girl. She has her own opinions and dares to argue with reason.
To her taste.
She took off her new shoes and put them aside, put them back on her original shoes, and walked towards Xiaojie.
"Xiaojie is the most sensible. She is playing tricks with you guys! Xiaojie, right?"
Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.
Xiaojie turned around and looked at Yang Ruoqing.
Yang Ruoqing immediately took Xiaojie's hand and said, "My cousin brought back a lot of fun things. Xiaojie, see what you like!"
As he spoke, the red cloth on the bamboo basket was uncovered.
Xiaojie just looked around the bamboo basket. Without her cousin's permission, she didn't dare to rashly uncover the red cloth.
At this moment, when Yang Ruoqing opened it and saw the red and green sachet accessories in the basket, Xiaojie's eyes suddenly lit up.
The little mouth also opened into an O shape.
"Cousin, what are these?" she asked with a curious look on her face.
For a little girl who grew up in a barren mountain village in a valley in the mountains.
These things from the dragon boat racing in the water town are indeed rare things.
Moreover, the colorful colors, fragrant smell, and shapes of flowers, birds, insects, and fish are all very attractive to girls.
Xiaojie no longer cares about competing with Da Sun.
He lowered his head and reached into the basket, choosing carefully.
"What is it?"
Seeing Xiaojie's appearance, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun came over curiously.
They were also surprised when they saw the contents in the basket.
"Is this... a sachet?" asked Mrs. Sun.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded, then she simply told them how she got the sachet.
Da Sun said: "It's different in ten miles, but people from these water towns and fishing villages can play it."
Mrs. Sun picked up a sachet embroidered with a cross-necked mandarin duck, looked at it, and praised: "This girl has skillful hands and beautiful needlework."
Yang Ruoqing looked over and twitched the corner of her mouth slightly.
Isn’t it the one Zuo Yingchun embroidered on?
Hey, this is not a basket of sachets, but a basket of broken girls’ hearts!
Here, Xiaojie is holding a monkey-shaped one in her left hand, and a lotus-embroidered one in her right hand.
He was comparing them there, biting his lip, looking like he couldn't make a choice.
Yang Ruoqing patted Xiaojie on the shoulder.
"You can pick whatever you like. As long as you like it, my sister will give it to you." She said.
"Really?" Xiaojie asked excitedly.
Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded.
Xiaojie shook the two sachets in her hand: "Sister, I like both of them."
"Okay, I'll give it to you."
"There are a few of these that I also care about..."
"It's done, it's yours too!"
"Sister, you are so kind. You are the best sister in the world! You, you are better than my mother..."
"Oh, what a flattering person..."
"Hahaha……"
The room fell into cheerful laughter.
Yang Ruoqing did not stay at Ga Po's place for long. She quickly said goodbye to them and entered the village.
Back home, Mrs. Sun was cooking in the kitchen.
When Yang Ruoqing shouted, the woman dropped the spatula and rushed out of the house.
"Daughter, are you back? It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"
Mrs. Sun wiped her hands stained with oil smoke on the apron around her waist.
Hurry over and take what Yang Ruoqing is carrying.
"Are you tired from the journey? How good is the dragon boat? The food there is similar to ours..."
As they followed her into the house, Ms. Sun asked repeatedly.
Yang Ruoqing smiled.
Sun answered them one by one.
Mrs. Sun quickly poured her tea again.
"Quick, drink some tea to moisten your throat."
"Um!"
Yang Ruoqing took a sip of tea and saw that her three brothers were not in the room.
"Mom, where are my brothers and the other three?" she asked.
Sun said: "I'm afraid Da'an Dajie is on his way back to the village, and your uncle has gone to pick them up."
"Xiao An, Yong Qing and He'er Ju'er are playing together."
"Oh!" Yang Ruoqing picked up the tea bowl and was about to drink again when her nose suddenly smelled something burnt.
"Mom, what are you cooking?" she asked quickly.
Mrs. Sun suddenly came back to her senses and slapped her thigh: "Oh, look at my memory, I'm roasting meat in a gourd!"
The woman ran to the kitchen next door in a hurry.
Yang Ruoqing also followed, just in time to see a stream of black smoke rushing out from the lid of the pot that Sun opened.
"Oops, it's all stuck to the pan. We can't serve it to the table to entertain the craftsmen now..."
Mrs. Sun was extremely depressed and annoyed.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at the dark stuff in the pot and shook her head.
"Mom, are there any other dishes for tonight?" she asked.
Mrs. Sun then reported the night's dishes.
Yang Ruoqing thought about it for a while, and realized that this gourd-roasted pork dish was still a dish that would add to the occasion.
"Is there any meat left at home?" she asked again.
Sun said: "All the meat is in this pot, only some ribs are left, which are still raw. I plan to make soup at noon tomorrow."
Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves: "Take out the ribs and I'll make a big dish that can replace the gourd-roasted pork!"
Chop the ribs into small inch steaks.
Apply seasonings such as oil and salt.
Roll it a few times in the glutinous rice left over from making zongzi two days ago.
Then, they were wrapped tightly with reed leaves soaked in well water, and then wrapped with colorful silk threads.
Pour water into a small pot, put a steaming rack on top, and put the small cun wrapped in reed leaves on top.
Cover the pot tightly and heat the bottom.
Sun stood aside and witnessed the whole process.
"Hey, this is the first time I've seen this way of eating. Qing'er, you have a good idea," the woman said.
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and smiled.
"I just ate this dish at Zuo Zhuangzhu's house two days ago. I thought it tasted good, so I made it to try it!"
"Ah, my daughter is so smart. She even learned new dishes when she went out to be guests!"
Faced with the woman's praise, Yang Ruoqing smiled again.
In the eyes of a mother, everything is good for her children.
"Mom, what are you doing? The meat should be thrown away when the gourd is burnt." Yang Ruoqing said.
She saw Mrs. Sun pick up the bowl of gourd-roasted meat and instead of pouring it, she put it in the vegetable cupboard.
