After Su Qingluan returned home, Su Xueyan had already woken up. She looked at the note Su Qingluan left on the table and muttered not knowing what she was talking about.
Her sister's sad smile made her heart tremble. Su Qingluan walked over to hold her in his arms and lowered her head and asked, "What are my three girls looking at?"
"Sister, why are you writing backwards?" The little girl raised her big, watery eyes and asked with some confusion.
Su Qingluan was also stunned when her sister asked: Huh? Write backwards? How come she didn't know she had this problem?
Looking over her head, Su Qingluan understood: she had just wanted to trick Mu Xingzhi, but leaving a note was a subconscious act, so she followed the habits left over from her previous life, from left to right. The writing is on the right side.
But in this era, even if there was horizontal text, the order was from right to left. Su Xueyan has not received literacy education in the context of modern society, so naturally she is not used to the reading order from left to right. The note left by Su Qingluan looks "the other way around" from her perspective.
To tell the truth is naturally impossible. Su Qingluan rolled her eyes and said with a smile: "It's because my little sister has learned so many words, so I left a note in a shuffled order to see if you can understand what the note says. What?"
As she said that, she balled up the note on the table and planned to throw it into the stove later to destroy the body and destroy all traces - her sister's three or four-year-old child is easier to coax, but that may not be the case for the rest of the family!
Fortunately, the process of "destroying corpses and eradicating traces" went very smoothly - when the little guy Su Xueyan saw the fat white rice cakes on the table, he completely forgot about the issue of forward and reverse order, and looked at Su Qingluan with bright eyes: "Sister, are these all mine?"
Su Qingluan pretended to be sad as Xizi praised her: "Sister, I have wasted all my strength for a long time. Doesn't Sanya just want to eat alone and don't want to share some with sister?"
"No, I don't want to share it!" The little girl quickly pushed all the rice cakes in front of Su Qingluan to show her loyalty. She even picked up a rice cake and stuffed it into Su Qingluan's mouth to show that she was not lying.
Su Qingluan was really unprepared for his little sister's clever move, and almost choked her to death.
Fortunately, Su Qingluan reacted quickly enough and used both hands to rescue herself from the terrible rice cake attack. She carefully held the rice cake that her sister had just "honored" and said: "Wash your hands first before eating! Also, chew carefully, Be careful of choking!"
Although she has designed the rice cakes to be smaller to prevent children from choking, they are still not of a size that they can easily swallow whole.
Thinking like this, Su Qingluan was a little glad that Su Xueyan didn't have time to eat rice cakes before she came back.
Although the little girl is not the type to devour food, if something unexpected happens, it will be too late for her to regret it.
I coaxed my sister to eat a piece of red date puree, another piece of jam, and two pieces of rice cake. The little girl didn't have a big appetite, but now she felt a little full.
Su Qingluan was afraid that she wouldn't be able to eat in the evening and would be hungry again in the middle of the night, so he took her to dance in the yard - anyway, the mustard shreds had been cut and pickled with salt, and the rest was left to her. It's enough when the time comes.
When Su Guangfu and Yang took Su Xuanhe home, Su Xueyan, a child, was still playing latticework in the yard. As for Su Qingluan, the old cucumber with green paint, she had already made another prank for a long time because of her overloaded work. I was so tired that I sat and watched my sister play.
Yang also knew that Su Qingluan was probably at the bottom of her strength after cutting so many mustard shreds, so she didn't let her help finish the meal that night.
But when she saw Su Qingluan coming out with the remaining rice cakes for everyone to try, she felt a little distressed and said angrily: "You are already very tired from chopping the mustard greens, what else are you going to make?"
Su Qingluan: ...Isn't this just revenge for Huang Lian?
Of course, if this was told truthfully, Su Qingluan felt that she would have to fight a mixed doubles match - although it might not be a physical attack but a mental attack - so she gave an ambiguous reason: "Because Some hands are itchy.”
The itchy hands were naturally meant to be a prank, but obviously according to Yang's understanding, it was because her daughter wanted to make some cakes for the tooth beating ceremony.
"Why make yourself so tired..." Yang touched Su Qingluan's hair distressedly and asked her to go inside and rest.
Su Qingluan said to her heart that if you knew how I "entertained" Mu Xingzhi with rice cakes today, you probably wouldn't have this reaction.
But she was happy and relaxed without having to finish cooking - mainly because she was really tired, so Su Qingluan stayed away.
After a night of silence, Su Qingluan went out to the stall with her parents the next day, and met Liu Yunniang who came to have sex with her in the morning.
"Yunniang, are you okay? You look very good today!" Su Qingluan looked at Liu Yunniang, who couldn't hold her mouth shut, and said curiously, "Looking like this, something good has happened to you. ?"
Liu Yunniang nodded: "People feel good when happy events happen. My family is moving to a new house. It's hard not to be unhappy. Once you feel good, natural illnesses will heal quickly!" As she spoke, she turned around in a circle, "Look, I feel better than before I got sick!”
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "What on earth makes you so happy? Could it be..."
Suddenly thinking of the luggage that she had seen neatly packed and put aside at Liu's house, Su Qingluan felt blessed: "Have you moved to a new house today?"
"Not yet. Tomorrow is the official day, but I want to tell you today. I was thinking if it's convenient for you, would you like to come...hot pot?"
The so-called "hot pot" is an indispensable ritual after moving to a new home. Although according to superstition, there are mysterious and mysterious sayings in the process of warming the pot, such as exorcising evil spirits, worshiping gods, etc., but for Su Qingluan, an atheist In their eyes, hot pot is just an essential process that turns a cold "house" into a smoky "home".
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "Since we are going to 'hot pot', why not just eat shabu-shabu?"
Liu Yunniang's eyes lit up: "Can you come?"
"We are all friends, of course we can come! But we have to be early, otherwise we won't be able to catch the last wave of drums leaving the city." Su Qingluan joked.
In fact, Su Qingluan had his own reasons for suggesting shabu-shabu.
In this era, shabu-shabu rarely had a soup base. At most, it used all-purpose seasonings such as green onions and ginger to remove fishy smell. It was basically shabu-shabu everything, and the taste was completely dependent on the later adjustment of the dipping ingredients.
Therefore, even if everyone has different tastes, they only need to be responsible for their own dipping sauces. It does not have to be accommodating to the tastes of one or a few people like home-cooked dishes.
What's more, the preparation of hot-pot dishes is simple and does not require any complicated cooking skills. It is a burden-reducing thing for both guests and hosts. Why not do it?
