Although he is not the kind of person who would suffer in silence, at least he really doesn't have any messy thoughts.

"Uncle, take it quickly and let's go back and let the child taste it."

The team leader said, "Your village uncle has children at home. I don't have any children at home, so I can't take him in."

"Look at what you said. Here's something to eat."

Li Mingqing handed two apples to the two of them without saying a word, then turned around and closed the door quickly.

Looking at the apples in their hands, they both smiled.

This guy is really generous. The apple is crisp, sweet and especially delicious.

The village chief returned with two apples and called out, "Xiang Nong, Xiang Gong, look what grandpa brought back."

"apple!"

"Yes, let your mother give one to you two brothers."

Li Mingfu asked, "Dad, where did you get this? Apples are rare this season, and juicy apples are even rarer."

"Ming Qing gave it to me, saying it was for my child to try."

"I really admire Ming Qing. After he recovered, he was full of energy and vigor."

"It's really amazing, if you just fight for it."

Hearing this, he knew that the old man was going to preach, "Dad, you're tired after a day, you should take a good rest, I'll go collect some firewood." After saying this, the man had already reached the gate.

When the captain returned, Li Dahua looked at the two apples and immediately locked them in the cabinet.

"Save it for my daughter's wedding day."

After she put it away, she asked, "Old man, where did you get this apple?"

"Given by Ming and Qing."

"Look at how successful they are. But let's not let Xiang Xia know about this, so she doesn't get upset."

"I know what's going on."

Sun Jiaxue cooked two bowls of millet porridge, white pancakes wrapped in oil residue and served with pickled spring bamboo shoots and green onions.

Li Mingqing took a bite of the oil residue and found it extremely fragrant.

"Wife, it smells delicious, but it's a pity that we don't have pancakes at home."

"Pancakes? I'll go to the old house and ask my mother if anyone has a cast iron griddle. I'll borrow it to make pancakes."

The cast iron griddle for making pancakes is like a frying pan, but with three legs facing downwards.

You can set it up in the yard and build a few bricks around it. Or you can put it in the kitchen, take the iron pot off and put a griddle on it, and fill the gaps around it with mud.

Li Mingqing didn't expect that his wife would be so responsive to his requests.

"I'll go with you later."

He thought about going to the county town to buy a cast iron griddle when he had time, but there was no griddle at home.

Old Li’s family had one before, but the iron pot broke, so they had to use the griddle at home to cast an iron pot.

When the couple arrived at the old house, the old couple was having dinner.

The steamed cornbread tastes delicious when paired with crispy oil residue.

"Come in, have you two eaten?"

"After eating, Jiaxue and I will come over to ask if anyone has a cast iron griddle to borrow to make multi-grain pancakes."

"Hongbin's family has it."

"Mom, you guys eat first. Jiaxue and I will go to Hongbin's house."

The two went back to the new house to get a flashlight. It was already dark and cloudy, and it looked like it was really going to rain.

On the way, I met Zhao Hongbin who was carrying water.

"Why did you two come out in the dark?"

"I'm coming to your house to borrow your cast iron griddle."

"That's easy. My mom just made a stack of pancakes this afternoon, so I'll use them right after I make them. I don't need a frying pan. It's a perfect coincidence."

"Why are you out carrying water so late at night?"

"I was busy this afternoon and forgot about it. Now, when I opened the water tank at night, there was no water. If there was enough water, I wouldn't come out to fetch water. My mother said it will rain in the next two days because the water tank is wearing a skirt, so she asked me to fill the water tank."

When a jar wears a skirt, it will rain heavily. Our ancestors' words are full of wisdom.

Li Mingqing smiled and said, "It's true that we should carry water. When it rains, the water in the well will be quite muddy."

When Hongbin's mother knew they came to borrow the griddle, she took it out quickly.

"Try the freshly made pancakes."

The pancakes are made of sweet potato flour. They smell delicious, but they make my throat burn when I eat them.

The clean, white dried sweet potatoes are kept to make porridge, while the black dried sweet potatoes are ground into flour with a stone mill to make pancakes.

Sun Jiaxue said, "It smells nice and looks cooked just right."

"Making fire is a technical job, and your mother-in-law is good at it."

"Auntie, we're going back first."

As Li Mingqing walked out of Old Zhao's house carrying the iron pan and griddle, he said, "Wife, don't make sweet potato flour. I think white flour and corn flour are good."

"Okay, I'll make the batter when I get back."

When passing by the old house, Li Mingqing went to look for Old Lady Li.

"Mom, I've borrowed the griddle. Come over tomorrow at noon to help my wife light the fire."

"It's a small matter. I'll be there tomorrow."

"By the way, Mom, you should also make some batter and ask the sisters-in-law if they want to make pancakes."

It was such a small yard that there was no need for Old Lady Li to ask. Zhang Lihua and the other two came out after hearing the sound.

"Let's take that one, so we don't have to borrow another griddle."

"You guys discuss it, I'll go back first," Li Mingqing said, picking up the griddle and leaving.

Old Lady Li suddenly thought of something and called out to him:

"Ming Qing, please put the griddle in the old house. Don't let the smoke and fire make the new house dirty."

Before Li Mingqing could refuse, Old Lady Li had already taken the griddle from his hand.

Seeing him come back empty-handed, Sun Jiaxue asked, "Did Mom let us do it in the old house?"

"Mom is afraid of dirtying the new house, so let's go to the old house tomorrow at noon."

She was busy making the batter, a large scoop of white flour and half a small scoop of cornmeal.

"Wife, don't make too much. We can't eat much. Just try it."

"It's okay, pancakes can be kept for a long time."

"Then you can do whatever you want. I really don't know anything about making pancakes."

Sun Jiaxue comforted him, "Brother Mingqing, to be honest, I'm not good at it either. Luckily, Mingri's mother helped me."

Li Mingqing chuckled and said, "You are being modest, but I really can't do it."

He stood by with a flashlight and helped her knead the batter before they went to wash up together.

Sun Jiaxue was sitting at the dressing table fiddling with some hair ornaments.

Put everything neatly before opening the vanishing cream and applying it to your face.

She smiled as she looked at her daughter's things gradually piling up on the dressing table.

"Wife, what did you think of? Why are you so happy?"

"When I first came here, I thought I would marry a man in his 40s or 50s, but I didn't expect to marry such a young man."

When she first arrived, she was very nervous and timid.

Li Mingqing held her hand lovingly and said, "Are you feeling at ease now?"

"Thanks to you, everything is fine now."

"Wife, if it's so good, you have to give me some rewards."

Sun Jiaxue thought for a moment and said, "I'll make you a big meal tomorrow!"

"I want another reward."

Looking at his wife's ignorant look, he felt that he was a real beast.

But if he does nothing, he would be worse than an animal.

After Li Xiangxia’s blunder last time, the couple became very sweet and loving to each other.

Kissing and hugging, so innocent.

But at his young age, he really couldn't bear it, and he could only blame his wife for being too attractive.