"I'm not cold."
"It's not cold, so I'm dressed in clothes, and we've caught almost all the fish. Let's go back."
Although the clothes were dried, Huo Changqing was still a little worried, fearing that Zhang Jingjing would catch a cold.
"You've just caught a few fish and are you going back? If I don't go back, I'll make a pot of fish soup that's not enough for people to eat. I'll catch a bucket full before I go back."
Zhang Jingjing was unwilling to give in. She finally came out once and fishing was so fun. She was a little unwilling to go back so early.
"It doesn't matter if they don't eat. Go back and make ginger soup and drink some. You have to go back tomorrow. If you are sick, it will be troublesome."
Zhang Jingjing understood that this man was worried about her. She was secretly happy and couldn't help but reach out and hold his hand.
"It doesn't matter. How can I be so fragile? I'm in good health. Besides, I can still catch a cold in the summer. Others still swim in the winter. Just fish with me. I'll leave as soon as I catch a bucket."
Zhang Jingjing begged in a low voice. This was what Huo Changqing couldn't stand, and he had no choice but to compromise in the end.
The next time was when Huo Changqing was fishing, and Zhang Jingjing sat next to him, leaning her head on his shoulder, humming and feeling very comfortable.
At first, Huo Changqing kept pushing her head away, but Zhang Jingjing persisted, as if she had rickets, and kept leaning up. Huo Changqing had no choice but to bother with it.
When they first got married, he didn't expect Zhang Jingjing to be such a shameless person. But it has to be said. This trick worked surprisingly well for him.
If both of them are not good at expressing, progress may be slow. Although he is quite speechless towards Zhang Jingjing now, he has to say that their relationship has made a qualitative leap.
Huo Changqing used to be very resistant to this kind of intimacy, especially outside, but now he is somewhat accustomed to it.
After a while, the two caught a bucket of fish. Zhang Jingjing looked at the bucket full of fish and was very happy.
"Let's go, we can go back now. You go buy some pieces of tofu later, and I'll make soup for everyone."
"Okay, no problem. I'll lend you the cauldron in the cafeteria when the time comes."
The two of them hurried back while talking. After returning, Zhao Yinhua and the others were surprised to see that she had caught so many fish.
"Hey, Xiao Zhang, you are so good. Why do you catch so many fish? And you are so fat."
"Sister-in-law, come to my house for fish soup later. Remember to bring your own bowls and chopsticks. I asked Chang Qing to buy tofu and borrow the pot."
Seeing that she was going to stew fish soup and invite everyone to eat together, Zhao Yinhua naturally wanted to go over and help.
"You can't come here alone, I'll help you."
After receiving the news, several aunts from the family home also ran over to help.
Zhang Jingjing didn't dare to kill fish, but they did, and she killed a bucket of fish in a short time. She knew how to handle the internal organs, so she started to remove the internal organs and scrape the scales.
Everyone gathered together, talked and laughed, and were very happy.
Although life is better now than in previous years, we are still very poor. Even if we can't eat a large amount of fish, it is still good to drink a mouthful of white fish soup.
Deng Cui'e, who lives next door, saw them chatting and laughing with Zhang Jingjing, and her teeth almost broke.
This Zhang Jingjing is really a prodigal woman. She bought so much fish and didn't keep it for herself. She wanted to share it with everyone. What's the point of being arrogant?
If it were her, he could hide it secretly and eat it for several meals after drying it.
Thinking that they would share the fish soup for a while, Deng Cui'e also felt a little greedy. She also wanted to drink some hot fish soup, but thinking about the relationship between the two families, she could only grit her teeth and go back to the house.
What Zhang Jingjing told everyone was that they bought the fish. These days, even the fish in the river belong to the public, and salvage is illegal.
How can ordinary people care about this? But she was afraid of those jealous people who would secretly report Huo Changqing's identity. After all, it was best not to let anyone know about him.
Several women got together and cleaned the fish in a short time.
Huo Changqing also borrowed the big pot and bought several pieces of white tofu.
There is a stone stove in the yard, and you can put the pot directly on it.
Zhang Jingjing cut some green onions, peppers, and ginger slices, then put the fish in the pot, added a large pot of water, and finally put the tofu in.
After a while, the water in the pot turned milky white to the naked eye, and the unique aroma of fish filled everyone's noses.
"Although the meat is not enough, the soup tube is enough. It will be ready in a while. Everyone can go home and bring bowls and chopsticks to scoop up and eat."
Zhang Jingjing shouted loudly, and the people in the family home were very happy, and they didn't respond politely, so they went home to get the dishes and chopsticks.
And Jiang Hongxing also brought some soldiers.
Then a big pot, one bowl per person is enough. If there is still tofu, even if I am not full, I can satisfy my appetite.
Everyone occupied the yard, drinking hot fish soup, eating fragrant fish, and white and tender soybean tofu. How can it be called fragrant?
"Sister-in-law, you are so kind. You make rice dumplings for us and make fish soup for us. How much fish do you need to make this soup?"
Zhang Jingjing smiled: "There's not much fish, so just drink it. If you like it, I'll come over and cook it for you later when I'm free. I'll take care of it."
It's not fun to eat alone, but it's fun to eat together. It feels more delicious than usual.
The main reason is that Zhang Jingjing's cooking skills are so good that she can make ordinary fish soup so delicious.
Seeing Zhang Jingjing talking to everyone with a smile, Huo Changqing felt relieved.
And Deng Cui'e in the yard next door was almost greedy. Even an adult like her was so greedy, let alone her son.
"Mom, I want to drink fish soup too!"
The child was swallowing saliva, tugging on his mother's pants and crying and fussing. Deng Cui'e didn't want to drink it, but she also wanted to be shameless and couldn't coax her. She gave Zhang Jingjing a mouthful of fish soup and bowed her head, then scolded him angrily.
"What kind of fish soup should you drink? It doesn't taste good at all. Mom will cook noodles for you later."
"I don't want to eat noodles, I want to drink fish soup. The fish soup is delicious and so fragrant. Mom, go and scoop me a bowl."
How can children understand this when they are young? He just knew he wanted to eat it.
Zhang Jingjing naturally heard the noise. Although she didn't like Deng Cui'e, children were children after all, so she thought she could not let someone send a bowl to the child.
As soon as this idea came up, I heard Deng Cui'e yelling.
"Why are you so greedy? Isn't it just a broken fish soup? Is there anything good to drink? You don't even feed the pigs. If you make any more noise, I'll slap you to death!"
She said that and started to spank the child.
Naturally, everyone heard this. Everyone was eating happily, but they were compared to pigs. Who would be happy?
"Sister-in-law Deng, what are you talking about? Who are you calling a pig?"
