"Hei Wa, what are you doing?"
Hui Niang walked into the main room with the food and put it on the table. When she looked up, she didn't see Hei Wa's shadow. She looked around and then saw Hei Wa lying next to the window. , head almost stuck out.
Seeing this, Qin Huiniang couldn't help but smile helplessly, walked up and patted his little head.
"Hei Wa, it's time to eat."
After hearing Qin Huiniang's voice, Hei Wa raised his head, but his eyes were still staring out the window.
"Mom, it smells so good, it smells so good."
The smell was so fragrant, Qin Huiniang naturally smelled it, and she had never smelled such a fragrant smell.
Hei Wa raised her little nose, and just as Qin Huiniang was about to speak, there was a movement in the yard. Before she could react, Hei Wa ran out as if she was rubbing oil on her soles.
She had no choice but to walk out quickly.
As soon as he went out, he saw Huang Xuecao walking towards here carrying a bowl. Hei Wa looked at the bowl in Huang Xuecao's hand with salivation on his face, and suspicious liquid flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Grandma Ying, what is this?"
Huang Xuecao couldn't help laughing when he saw Hei Wa's eyes almost falling into the bowl.
"This is the yam and pheasant soup made by your sister Qingci. Let your mother serve you a bowl later."
"good."
Hei Wa nodded subconsciously.
"Auntie, what are you doing?"
Qin Huiniang suddenly felt embarrassed when she saw the large bowl of chicken soup brought by Huang Xuecao, which also contained a lot of chicken.
It was obviously Ying Qingci who saved Hei Wa, but now he wants Huang Xuecao to bring a big bowl of chicken. What's the point?
"Hey, this is for the children. I have a lot of it at home. I'll give it to you to try."
"Okay, ma'am, thank you."
Qin Huiniang knew that if she continued to refuse, she would really push the relationship between neighbors further and further away.
"This bowl..."
"It doesn't matter. Just send it back to me after you finish eating." Huang Xuecao waved his hand casually. The two families were not far apart, just a few steps away.
"Okay, I'll clean it up and send it to you when the time comes."
After Huang Xuecao left, Qin Huiniang turned around and returned to the house.
In the room, Hei Wa couldn't wait for a long time. When he saw Qin Huiniang walking in, he quickly raised his head and called her "Mom."
Looking at his appearance, could Qin Huiniang not know what he was thinking?
She stepped forward and opened the lid of the large bowl. Suddenly, a smell of aroma hit her face. When she really faced the source of the fragrance, Qin Huiniang found that the smell was even more fragrant than the smell floating in the air.
'Hoo~'
It smells so good,
Hei Wa kept licking his lips, his eyes fixed on the soup in front of him.
Seeing this, Qin Huiniang smiled and served him a bowl of soup. Heiwa eagerly took the bowl of soup.
"Be careful." Qin Huiniang was shocked when she saw his movements.
'Hoo-hoo--'
The chicken soup was still very hot, but Hei Wa didn't care about it, and couldn't bear to spit out the chicken soup he had in his mouth.
“Wow, it’s delicious!”
After a while, the small bowl of chicken soup reached the bottom. Seeing this, Qin Huiniang also took a sip, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
When the soup enters your mouth, it has the flavor of pheasant and a hint of sweetness. When you eat it, your stomach will feel warm.
There is also a feeling of unfinished business.
Qin Huiniang's eyes flashed with surprise, but she did not forget that Xu Sanqiang had not come back yet. She served him a small bowl of soup, and there was not much left.
On the other side, the Ying family looked at the table full of dishes, smelled the aroma of the dishes, and swallowed their saliva.
Ying Qingjia looked at Ying Qinghan with twinkling eyes, "Brother, is the food cooked by my sister so delicious?"
After hearing his voice, Ying Qinghan was slightly startled, and soon a gentle smile appeared on his face, "Of course, when has my sister ever let us down?"
When did you not bring them a surprise?
"Right."
Ying Qingjia nodded thoughtfully and glanced at the yard from time to time. She didn't know when her father and grandpa would be back?
If he doesn't come back, the greedy thing in his stomach will be brought out.
After about a few minutes, two figures finally appeared outside the thatched house. Ying Qingjia looked at them, her eyes flashed, and she strode out.
"Dad, grandpa, you are finally back."
"What's wrong, Ajia, what happened?"
When Ying Shuangsong saw Ying Qingjia's anxious look, he thought something had happened and looked at her anxiously.
"It's okay, my sister just made some food and is waiting for you to eat."
Ying Qingjia spoke with some embarrassment, but when she thought of the delicacies on the table, all her embarrassment turned into air and floated away.
If I'm embarrassed now, the delicious food will be cold in a while.
Not paying attention to Ying Qingjia's words for a moment, Ying Shuangsong's nose suddenly moved, "What does it smell like?"
"Yes, could it be that your milk made something delicious?"
Ying Wangzhu also looked confused, but when he thought about it, after so many years with Huang Xuecao, he knew the taste of the food she cooked, but it was not so fragrant...
"You brat! Wait..."
When Ying Shuangsong heard that this was the reason, he was so angry that he almost hit him with the stick in his hand. However, after recalling Ying Qingjia's words, Ying Shuangsong spoke with hindsight.
"Who did you say cooked the food?"
"Sister."
Ying Qingjia spoke proudly, as if the dish was cooked by him.
Ying Shuangsong and Ying Wangzhu looked at each other, stuffed the farm tools in their hands into Ying Qingjia's arms, and walked directly into the house. They saw a table full of food and smelled the wafting smell. After the smell filled the room, the two saw the shock in each other's eyes.
"Xiao Liu, did you do all this?"
"Of course my family did it obediently!"
Huang Xuecao heard their suspicious words and glared at them, "I obediently helped with all the meals cooked on the way to escape."
Ying Shuangsong and Ying Wangzhu, father and son, were suddenly glared at by their old lady, and they immediately touched their noses in embarrassment, their movements synchronized like a god.
"Okay, hurry up and wash your hands. The food will be cold in a while."
Seeing the father and son standing there stunned, looking like they didn't know what to do, Huang Xuecao suddenly looked at the two of them with disgust.
After everything was done, the family finally sat at the dining table, looking at the table full of food and smiling with satisfaction.
Ying Qingci opened the stewed yam and pheasant soup, and immediately, the rich fragrance wafted out.
The chicken soup is enough for one bowl per person, and even the meat can be divided into several pieces per person. If there is no meat, you can eat yams. Ying Qingci put a lot of yams in it.
Huang Xuecao took a bite of the stir-fried yam first. It has a soft and waxy texture with a hint of smoothness and tenderness. It is crispy and delicious. It is crispy and refreshing when eaten in the mouth.
