Su Qingluan is now strictly prohibited from entering the master bedroom and the bedroom of Su Guangfu and Su Xuanhe by everyone in the Su family, so the job of finding someone falls on Su Xuanhe, a little monkey who has not been to school for a few days and is a little bit sick. .
After searching around, I found that Su Guangfu was weaving straw mats in the backyard.
"Seeing that the frost has become more and more serious in the past few days," Su Guangfu still held an unknitted piece in his hand, "There are some vegetables in the garden behind that cannot be picked, otherwise they will rot easily, but if they are left there, they will be easily damaged by frost. , I thought it would be okay anyway, so I just made a mat."
Su Qingluan: ... Dad, why didn’t I realize you had this skill before?
Seeing her father looking a little at a loss, and then looking at the flat straw mat in Su Guangfu's hand, Su Qingluan realized a problem: her father and mother used to be so busy that they hit their feet on the back of the head. People, suddenly they are recuperating at home all day long, and they cannot keep up with the physical strength when they go out to work. That means they are uncomfortable doing nothing at home.
In fact, Su Guangfu has tried his best to do the housework within his ability, such as washing the dishes, cleaning up the debris in the house, feeding the chickens, etc. However, those who had nothing to do were not only Su Guangfu but also Yang, as well as Su Xuanhe who could only review previous lessons and Su Xueyan who was joining in the fun.
Children are very active when they are a few years old. To be honest, as long as you don't let them write and do homework, they will enjoy whatever they do. So for a time, all kinds of housework in the house became a popular way to pass the time. As long as anyone felt that they had some leftover energy, they would rush to do it - it was considered as a means of digestion.
Su Qingluan was a bit dumbfounded thinking about whether these people could recover from their illnesses if this went on. Don't hold back the problems first. So I was thinking about some idea to give the couple something to do in the past few days.
But before that——
"Stop weaving straw mats, let's have breakfast first - it's almost cold." Su Qingluan greeted.
While Yang was feeding the two children, Su Guangfu went over to wash his dirt-stained hands and sat down at the dining table. Su Xueyan fiddled with the pimple soup with a spoon and asked curiously: "Sister, this 'porridge' today is so strange. Every grain of rice looks different! I have never seen such strange-shaped rice!"
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "I'm pretty good at using words. I already know the word 'weird'. But this is not rice, it's dough."
"Gnocchi?" Not to mention Su Xueyan, even Su Xuanhe raised his head and asked, "What are gnocchi? Are they made of white flour? But I think the color is light yellow?"
"Because eggs are added, it's smoother and tastes better..." Su Qingluan couldn't help but ask, halfway through the explanation, "Have you never eaten pimple soup?"
At this time, even Mr. Yang looked up and said, "Is this pimple soup? This is the first time I have eaten it."
Su Qingluan was very surprised, because in her opinion, this kind of pasta snack had no technical content, and the operation method was versatile and not subject to geographical restrictions. How could she not have eaten it before?
When she told her the detailed recipe of pimple soup, Yang smiled and said: "I have eaten similar noodle soup and noodle soup before, but this is my first time eating pimple soup. Where did Da Ya hear this way of eating it? That's true. Yes, it’s easier and easier to learn than making noodle soup and noodle soup!”
Su Qingluan was just trying to come up with an excuse when she heard her sister ask in horror: "Will I get pimples on my face after eating these gnocchi?"
This time, I heard too many sayings such as "the shape complements the shape", so Su Qingluan smiled and comforted: "You have eaten so many ears, but you haven't seen an extra pair of ears, right?"
The family burst into laughter.
Today's cabbage and bacon rolls are indeed the most popular dish. The salty aroma of the pork belly gives the originally sweet cabbage a delicious taste, and the fat in the fat also makes the dish more moist.
But beyond Su Qingluan's expectation, although cabbage rolls are generally the most popular, the favorite of his brother and sister is actually the tofu. I guess the smooth texture of tofu is similar to egg custard, which is very suitable for children's eating habits, and both little guys ate a lot.
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "You will be bloated after eating too much tofu. You two should move more later, otherwise your stomach will feel uncomfortable."
Su Guangfu immediately said after hearing this: "Otherwise, I will take my two children to the river to fish..." Before he could finish his words, Yang next to him glared at him and held him back.
"Fishing? I think you want to use this as an excuse to go out and relax your muscles and bones, right?" Yang rolled his eyes at Su Guangfu angrily, "You haven't stopped coughing since last night, and at night you have a heart-rending cough. It’s not me anyway!”
After eating the whole meal, Su Xuanhe, not to mention Su Guangfu, was much quieter - after all, apart from Su Guangfu, Su Xuanhe was the only one who coughed badly these days.
In fact, Mrs. Yang and the little girl Su Xueyan also had coughs, but they were not that serious.
When Su Qingluan caught a cold before, she often had a cough that could not be cured for a long time. Especially now that it seems to be autumn, it is easier to feel uncomfortable in the throat and aggravate the symptoms of cough.
Su Qingluan thought about it, pears are now sold cheaply in the market, and there are also people in the village carrying poles to sell in the town.
Since getting up in the morning, Su Qingluan has been paying attention to the movements outside to see if there is anyone selling pears.
Seeing that her old man was reprimanded and gave up the idea of going fishing, Yang sighed: "I also know how to hold my breath at home, but if you don't take good care of your health quickly, won't it be us who have to suffer the hard work?"
Su Guangfu muttered in a low voice: "Then...then I don't want to work more..."
Su Qingluan smiled and said: "Dad, if you recover quickly, I can stop working!"
While talking, Su Qingluan seemed to hear someone passing by outside and talking to each other, but he couldn't really hear who it was. Su Qingluan greeted her family and went out. What a coincidence, someone handed her a pillow when she fell asleep - someone really picked the pears to sell in the town!
"Brother, how do you sell these pears?" Su Qingluan looked at the familiar person carrying the pole. However, the population of Huaxi Village is not so compact, and Su Qingluan has not been very close to the villagers, so he only knows This is a villager, but I don't dare to recognize this guy's name.
But it's always good to call him "little brother" - after all, the man looks to be only sixteen or seventeen years old.
The young man was dressed in green cloth and linen. Hearing the sound, he turned his head towards Su Qingluan. His skin color is the same as that of most villagers, with a healthy bronze color due to years of exposure to wind and sun. Seeing Su Qingluan, she smiled so much that she showed a row of white teeth: "Hey, isn't this the shopkeeper Su's?"
When Su Qingluan heard this title, he raised his eyebrows slightly: Haha? Could it be that he was one of the people who worked with "Su Ji" before? After looking at it carefully, I didn’t have much impression.
Before Su Qingluan could think clearly, the young man had already approached and stuffed two bright yellow pears into her arms: "If Shopkeeper Su wants to eat them, it doesn't cost any money. They are all grown at home. They taste sweet and are juicy! "
