"But, my sister has no storage space. Grandpa gave all of these to my sister. She wouldn't have to give them all to me and let me pretend." Chen Yubin continued to blink and said 'sincerely'.

Grandma Chen suddenly reacted and slapped her, "Yes, your sister has nothing to pretend, so she has given you all these. Oh, I was so angry that I forgot that she has no storage space."

Then she had nothing to be angry about. She was so decorating her good grandson could eat more. Thinking of this, Grandma Chen stopped stopping her. She turned around and went back to the stove door to look at the fire.

This made the other three very helpless, and the transformation was too fast and it made people feel a little helpless.

Seeing the whole process of Grandma Chen's face-changing process, it was really unbearable. Xiaoxi couldn't help but admire her. It seemed that she had to learn some of it, not to mention the essence, but to learn these two tricks, and be prepared for any trouble.

Mr. Chen picked up half of the date cake without peanuts, then stopped and handed it to Xiaoxi. Xiaoxi took advantage of the stove to cover it and put it into the warehouse.

I accidentally glanced at the iron pot in the middle. Oh my God, I forgot that I was still cooking hawthorn water. For so long, I saw that the hawthorn was boiled and rolled with the slightly red soup. Xiaoxi quickly put the rock sugar in it.

Because she doesn't like eating too sweet things, she puts a little bit of rock sugar. If anyone feels it's not sweet enough, add some honey or something to taste better.

He then put all the remaining date cakes in a basket. Mr. Chen thought that the old woman was a little dissatisfied just now, so he handed her the baskets containing fish tofu and date cakes, "You can put all these for you."

Grandma Chen thought to herself: It seems that this old man still has me in his heart. Now, he immediately gave me all the rest. He saw that I was unhappy just now and came to please me, haha

Although Mr. Chen was not very good at speaking, the old lady was in a good mood now and didn't care. But she deliberately took a Joe, pretended to be calm, and sat there for a while before slowly taking the two baskets and putting them into her bracelet.

There are many baskets at home. In the village households, these wooden and bamboo work can be done in just two tricks, not in terms of essence. For example, Mr. Chen, there are planes, ink threads, chisels and other tools for making wooden work at home.

He is even more proficient in bamboo work. The woven backings, baskets, bamboo strips, sieves, etc. are not only beautiful, exquisite, but also durable.

When he went to herd cattle every day, Mr. Chen would basically bring a few bamboos and a bamboo knife, chop bamboo strips, and weave baskets.

A bamboo knife is an iron knife that is similar to a kitchen knife but is longer than a kitchen knife, only half the width of a kitchen knife, and is also thicker than a kitchen knife. Even if it is chopped up firewood, it is very easy to use.

It’s easy to weave this basket of bamboo ribs. If the bamboo strips are chopped, Mr. Chen will be able to weave more than ten in one morning. So the ones at home are bamboo ribs, dustpans, and sieves.

After picking up the fish, tofu and date cakes in the steamer, I had to clean the cage and put it back in the house next to me to block the way.

Because when he poured fish and date paste at the beginning, in order not to get stuck in the paper, he painted a thin layer of oil on the oil paper. Mr. Chen took off the oil paper, threw it into a hot water pot and soaked it, intending to wash it with hot water. Soak the oil paper, then picked up the steamer and put it back to the next room.

Clear oil is rapeseed oil, which is a name for streams.

Because of the oil, Mr. Chen gently brushed it with a pot brush. "Hey~ This oil paper is good. It has been steamed in the steamer for so long and soaked in a hot pot for a while. I used the pot brush for a while. It was nothing, it was not broken, nor broken, nor broken, look."

I took off the oil paper from the pot and showed it to the three of the grandmothers. Xiaoxi and the other two nodded. If it weren't for the water droplets and sporadic oil stains on the paper, I would have thought it was new and had never been used. The quality was indeed good.

"Haha, the quality is really good. I will wash it clean and dry it and keep it for later use." Then I started to clean the oil paper again.

The rock sugar has melted, and the hawthorn has been cooked into hawthorn paste. It is difficult to filter, so the stream is scooped up and filled it with a large iron basin and a small and a half basin. After a while, the hawthorn paste has settled and then separate.

Mr. Chen spread the washed oil paper on the dining table, control the water to save it for later use. Then clean all three pots.

Xiaoxi added a few scoops of water to the big pot inside, poured a basin of red beans in, covered the pot and went out, and arrived at the old house.

Xiaoxi’s pumpkins, winter melons and potatoes were piled in the main hall of the old house. I picked two medium-sized round pumpkins with yellow skin and unsmooth ravines, and then I went back to the kitchen.

Round pumpkin is basically planted by every household. Pumpkins with many ravines and deep surfaces are very glutinous and sweet, so they are chosen to eat them. For ordinary pumpkin porridge, sweet and delicious, and dried pumpkin rice, it is simply delicious.

If you plant a few pumpkin seedlings, they will produce dozens or hundreds of kilograms of pumpkin. If you eat them alone, you will definitely not finish them. Just chop them into pieces, add cornmeal, bran, etc., and cook them for the pigs to eat. Like red potatoes, pigs also like to eat pumpkins. Pumpkins are also easy to store. For example, in winter, the lack of pig grass solves a big problem.

Seeing Xiaoxi bringing two pumpkins back, the three people in the room were puzzled. Chen Yubin was quick-talking and asked, "Sister, what are you doing when you bring two pumpkins back?"

Xiaoxi smiled playfully, "Make delicious" his eyes rolled, "Hehe, you will know later." If you don't tell you, you won't tell you, you won't tell you.

Chen Yubin curled his lips and kept it secret. He didn't tell himself who would care. But his body betrayed him. He stretched his neck and his eyes wandered around the stream.

Xiaoxi added some warm water, cleaned the two pumpkins, and uncovered the lid of the pot for boiling red beans. In just a while, the water in the pot was steaming and was about to open the pot.

Put the grille on the water, put two pumpkins on it, and cover the pot.

The zhazi was woven by Mr. Chen from thick bamboo slices, which are used to heat a dish, piping a steamed bun, etc.

Gas steamed buns mean hot steamed buns. Because they are placed on water, people think that the gas (water steam) is heated up, which is called gas steamed buns.

He scooped a few scoops of water into the pot outside, poured all the red potatoes washed in the morning, and covered the pot with a lid.

Grandma Chen is sitting in front of the stove door, roasting the fire, and her whole body is hot, and she doesn't have to be busy. She holds the date cake in her hand and eats it, and she is not hungry, and she is in a good mood. So, without saying anything from the stream, she sees the stream busy in front of the pot, and then boils the pot, which makes the whole family look warm, harmonious and loving.

Xiaoxi was busy all day long. Except for lunch, he had a rest, but he didn't even sit down. He covered the pot and put his hands on his hips, stretched his waist long, and moved his muscles.

"Sister, come here and sit for a while and eat date cake." Seeing that my sister could finally stop for a while, Chen Yubin moved a chair next to him, patted the stool, and signaled her to sit over.

Indeed, after being busy for so long, Xiaoxi's waist was a little sore, so he walked over and sat next to Chen Yubin, and took a piece of date cake from the basket on the dining table. This was what Mr. Chen had just picked up a few pieces and put them in the cupboard, with a hint of warmth.

Because it was by the fire and the oil paper did not absorb water, it took less time to evaporate the water on the oil paper and was put away by Mr. Chen.

Eating the date cake in his hand, Xiaoxi reached out and pounded his waist. "Oh, my waist hurts a little." Chen Yubin next to him looked at him, "Binbin, come and pound me a little bit of waist."

"Hey." I didn't help much today, and my sister has been busy all the time. And it was because of my sister that I could eat such delicious fish balls, fish tofu and date cakes. There are more delicious food later. Now, I can help my sister, of course I am willing.

"Where do you get your back from your little kids? You're calling your back hurt every day." Mr. Chen said he was very confused.

Xiaoxi said angrily in his heart: Why don’t a child have no waist? How can he live without a waist? Then he reached out and touched his slender waist, making sure it was still on his body. This is not a waist, what is it, it is a decoration.

I remembered that the same was true in my previous life. If I complained that my back hurts, Mr. Chen or Grandma Chen would say, "Where did the little kids get their backs? I don't want to work anymore, I want to be lazy."

Xiaoxi disagrees with their statement, why do children lose their backs?

I was indeed a little hungry. Xiaoxi ate two pieces of date cake before stopping. He sat down for a while before saying to Chen Yubin: "Okay, Binbin, don't beat him anymore." He blocked Chen Yubin's small fist with his hands.

I got up and walked to the chopping board to check the precipitation of hawthorn mud. At this moment, the hawthorn water on it had been cleared and the hawthorn mud had sink. I found a clean empty basin and prepared to separate the hawthorn water and hawthorn mud.

Because a large basin was too heavy, Mr. Chen was doing all the hard work today, and Xiaoxi planned to do it himself, so he found a pot and spoon, gently scooped the water on the water surface, and scooped the hawthorn water into the empty basin.

Scoop the hawthorn mud straight to the bottom of the basin, and I was afraid that the hawthorn mud would be mixed into the hawthorn water again, so I didn’t scoop it as clean. Another small basin, the stream could lift it up, so I just held the basin and tilted it slowly, carefully pouring out the hawthorn water.

Finally, I got a large pot of hawthorn water and half a pot of hawthorn mud.

After scooping out four small bowls of hawthorn mud, Xiaoxi waved to Chen Yubin to come.

Chen Yubin received the instructions and ran over happily. "Sister, what are you doing?"

Xiaoxi pulled him, and the two of them were close together, facing the chopping board with their backs to Mr. Chen and Grandma Chen.

He winked at Chen Yubin and signaled him to cover himself. Chen Yubin immediately understood that he was tighter to Xiaoxi.

Taking advantage of the visual obstacles, the stream struggled to lift a large basin of dried warm hawthorn water, put it into the warehouse with its mental power, and then put the remaining half of the basin of hawthorn mud into the warehouse.
Chapter completed!