On the way back, He Ziqing tied Dabao with a cloth bag in front of him, and could still push the cart with his free hands. On the other hand, Qiu Yinuo only held Erbao, and even the flesh on his body trembled when he walked.
I don’t know if her space can bring things or people in. I’ll try it sometime later.
Qiu Yinuo looked at the several small jars on the trolley and was a little confused, "Qingqing, why do we buy so many jars?"
"You can make pickles! I cleaned the house some time ago and found that there are very few pots and jars. I happened to meet Uncle Cai, so let's buy more and prepare all the food for the winter."
"Qingqing, you said you are not very young, how can you be so capable?" I heard about Qingqing's family situation from Aunt Cai. It seems that something happened at home, and her father sent her here regardless of whether she wanted it or not. Bian went to his cousin.
Although her cousin treated her well, her cousin always looked down upon her.
He Ziqing can also understand that there is an extra mouth in the family for no reason, and no one will look good.
Being under the eaves, she had to keep her head down. She tried to eat less and work more, at least not to let her cousin make things difficult for her because of her.
Later, I got bolder and started speculating on the black market.
It was also there that I met Cai's mother-in-law and her daughter-in-law, and they fell in love with each other over and over again.
She was very grateful to Aunt Cai for introducing her to this job. She had a place to live and although she didn't earn much, she was happy every day.
"My mother passed away early, so I usually take care of my father. Practice makes perfect. By the way, Sister Yinuo, why do you like carrots?"
"I like it. Dried radish and pickles are my favorite."
"Tomorrow I'll buy a few more radishes, sprinkle them with salt, and then dry them all in the sun. I'll have them with a bowl of porridge in the morning. It will taste really good."
Speaking of food, Qiu Yinuo nodded happily, "Qingqing, you really know how to do everything."
Qiu Yinuo glanced at the sweet Dabao sleeping in He Ziqing's arms. She had to hold her little head with one hand and push the car with the other. It was very difficult no matter how she looked at it. "You'd better give me Dabao!"
"It's okay, I'm not tired."
"I know you are strong, but walking all the way back will definitely make your arms sore."
He Ziqing smiled and refused again, "Don't worry, my hands won't be sore even if I carry you back."
Afraid that Qiu Yinuo wouldn't believe it, he added, "I know some kung fu and have been practicing it since I was young, so this weight is not heavy at all for me."
Qiu Yinuo was surprised, "You know kung fu?"
She deliberately leaned into Qiu Yinuo's ear and whispered: "There is no one in the black market who can run faster than me. My great-great-grandfather opened a martial arts gym and knew all kinds of massage. Later, he was not allowed to do it if it was too old." , so my kung fu is no worse than my dad’s.”
Not knowing what he thought of, Qiu Yinuo's eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of his inexplicable martial arts, "Qingqing, can I learn martial arts from you?"
"Of course it's no problem." Although their Hejia Quan is not passed down to outsiders, but is Hejia Quan still passed down from male to female? Didn't she learn the same thing? Anyway, the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and her father can't control it.
"It's best to wait until you wean Dabao and Erbao before learning. Don't worry about martial arts for the time being."
"Then it's settled."
It's still quite a long way home.
Qiu Yinuo hugged Erbao, and her arms were so sore.
Her large physique is indeed a sight to behold.
He Ziqing got busy the next day and went back early in the morning to buy a large basket of radishes.
As soon as Qiu Yinuo got up, she heard the sound of chopping outside. When she went out, she saw that she had cut two small pots of radish strips herself.
"Why did you buy so many radishes?"
"Sprinkle it with salt, but there won't be much. Sister, breakfast is in the pot. Eat it quickly!"
"Okay, I'll do it with you after eating."
After taking two baskets and covering them with a thick layer of quilt, Qiu Yinuo took Dabao and Erbao out to bask in the sun, which could not only replenish calcium but also remove jaundice, killing two birds with one stone.
It was noon as soon as the two of them were busy working, and only the last step of drying radishes was left.
"It's getting late. I'm going to cook. I'll put these here first and I'll dry them in the afternoon."
Qiu Yinuo quickly waved his hand to stop, "I'll go cook, you continue to dry the radishes, and we both have a good rest in the afternoon."
He Ziqing was overjoyed, "I'm so lucky today that I can even taste Sister Yinuo's craftsmanship."
Qiu Yinuo didn't know how to cook before. Later, after his eldest brother and sister-in-law passed away, Qiu Congwen became very sensitive. He was afraid of everyone he met and felt that everyone wanted to harm him. He would not eat anyone's food because he was afraid of others. poison.
He only believed that she would not harm him. During that time, the aunt and nephew depended on each other.
He would only eat food cooked by her, even if it was undercooked and tasted bad, he would eat it all.
Later, he went to see a psychiatrist and found out that he could not accept the sudden death of his parents and could not bear the blow, which caused him to suffer from post-traumatic syndrome.
In order to cure Qiu Congwen, Qiu Yinuo really wanted to dig out his heart and lungs.
Even though she is so busy that she can only sleep for three or four hours every day, she still takes the time to find a chef to teach her how to cook.
The food she cooked became more and more delicious. Qiu Congwen grew up, but he no longer ate the food she cooked.
In the past, he only believed in her, so he only ate the food she cooked.
Later he no longer believed her and did not move a word.
Human nature is really ironic.
Throwing away the thoughts in his mind, Qiu Yinuo dove into the kitchen, stewed a potato, and then fried sour cabbage.
After cooking, He Ziqing had already dried the radishes, and the staple food was the Erhe Noodles steamed buns yesterday.
Stew the potatoes until soft and mash them into mashed potatoes.
It tastes fresh and sweet, and the steamed buns dipped in mashed potatoes are so delicious that He Ziqing's eyebrows almost fell off. "I have never tasted such delicious potatoes. Sister Yinuo, your cooking skills are much better than mine."
Qiu Yinuo didn't dare to take credit. She felt that the delicious food she made was partly due to the spiritual spring water in the space. "There's just no meat. If we stir-fry some pork belly, it would taste even better."
Just thinking about it made He Ziqing drool.
"Hurry up and try this vinegar cabbage."
The cabbage was crispy and the amount of vinegar was just right. He Ziqing quickly gave a thumbs up and said, "Sister Yinuo, none of the chefs in the state-owned restaurants are as delicious as you. Our ingredients are hindering your performance."
Shao Xingchen was woken up by the smell. He hadn't eaten anything salty for a long time. Suddenly he smelled something with such a strong taste. He was so greedy that he couldn't stop swallowing his saliva.
Vinegar cabbage with some chili will be more flavorful. When will he grow up? He won't be able to live a day drinking milk like this.
"Oh, our Dabao is awake." He Ziqing looked at the laughter flowing from the corner of Dabao's mouth, "Is our Dabao also hungry for the food cooked by our mother? You are still young now, you can eat it in a few more months."
Shao Xingchen snorted: Okay, okay, he can endure it for another half year at most.
