"Xiuxiu, Xiaomin, look, you need to stroke the loach like this to squeeze out the dirt inside its body."
"And this horse also needs to be carefully cleaned, and then set aside for later use."
After Qian Manman finished rinsing the loaches one by one, she carefully cleaned the hachi horse and put the two items aside.
Then, he went to the stove, added some firewood to the fire pit, and lit it. He then continued speaking to the two of them.
"You all watch me do it first, see how much to add and how many seasonings to use, and then tomorrow I'll let you try cooking it yourself."
Wei Xiaomin and Li Xiuxiu nodded, while Wei Mo looked over curiously and asked in confusion,
"Aunt Manman, Aunt Manman, are you teaching my sister and Aunt Xiuxiu how to cook?"
Qian Manman then noticed Wei Mo entering the room. She nodded to Wei Mo.
"Yeah, do you want to learn? Little Wei Mo, I'll teach you while I'm at it."
Upon hearing this, Wei Mo hurriedly waved his hand and said in a panic.
"I don't want to learn this. I have Aunt Xiuxiu cooking for me, my sister cooking for me, and Aunt Manman cooking for me. I don't want to learn this."
Hearing this, Wei Xiaomin was exceptionally excited, nodding repeatedly as she spoke.
"Yes, yes, little brother, I'll cook for you from now on, don't worry,"
"I will definitely learn Aunt Manman's cooking skills. When the time comes, I will make whatever you want to eat."
Although Wei Xiaomin was talking to Wei Mo, her eyes never left Qian Manman's hands. Whenever Qian Manman was about to add some seasonings, she would step forward to ask.
"Aunt Manman, what seasonings did you put in this time? How much should you put in?"
Wei Xiaomin was exceptionally serious about learning cooking, and Li Xiuxiu was also learning diligently beside her.
Qian Manman taught with extra enthusiasm, since she was the only one interested in cooking before, and now there were two more people.
Moreover, Qian Manman also paid special attention to Wei Xiaomin. Wei Xiaomin was just like her in the past, unable to resist drooling when she saw delicious food.
Looking at Wei Xiaomin's studious expression, she was reminded of how she herself learned to cook.
Li Xiuxiu was also diligently taking notes of the steps, hoping to learn the essence of Qian Manman's cooking skills.
Although she has plenty of money now, Qian Manman will eventually get married, so Li Xiuxiu decided to learn Qian Manman's skills.
That way, I can cook different delicious meals for my mother-in-law and Xiao Weimo every day. Weimo looked at the three people in front of him and shook his head.
He had no interest in cooking at all, so he went outside to see if there was anyone else in the house.
The others didn't return, and Wei Mo didn't find anyone in the house; they must still be busy with their work at the weaving group.
Only Qian Manman and Wei Xiaomin came home to cook. The others might have to wait a while.
Feeling a bit bored in the kitchen, Wei Mo went outside to the yard to wait for the others to return.
Not long after, the old man walked excitedly into the yard, carrying something in his arms.
Wei Mo could only see vaguely from a distance, so he quickly ran towards the courtyard gate, shouting loudly as he did so.
"Grandpa, Grandpa, what are you carrying?"
Grandpa Yu looked at Xiao Weimo running over and couldn't help but worry. He quickly said,
"Slow down, slow down, the road is slippery, don't fall."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Weimo quickly ran to his side and looked into his arms.
The old man was holding a small yellow puppy in his arms, which was whimpering incessantly.
Wei Mo's eyes lit up slightly. It seemed that his family was about to welcome a new member. After all, there weren't many people who kept dogs in this era.
The old man would rather waste food than not keep one.
The main reason is that Wei Mo is too young, and Grandpa Yu is getting old, so it would be safer to keep a big yellow dog to guard the house.
After all, the family still lacks a strong man.
Wei Mo looked at the little yellow dog in his grandfather's arms with great joy and quickly reached out his little hand. He spoke to Grandpa Yu beside him,
"Grandpa, Grandpa, does it have a name? Let me hold it, let me hold it."
The old man handed the little yellow dog to Wei Mo. Then he reached out and patted Wei Mo's head before speaking, reminding him:
"Be careful, it just started teething, don't let it bite you."
Wei Mo nodded obediently, and then held the little yellow dog's head.
The little yellow dog seemed especially happy and started whimpering contentedly again.
Wei Mo showed his sister the little yellow dog he was holding. Then he ran into the house, with Grandpa Yu following closely behind him, worried that Wei Mo might fall.
Inside the house, Wei Xiaomin was diligently learning cooking skills. All the vegetables were already in the pot, and rice was already cooked on the stove next to her.
Wei Xiaomin was feeling a bit bored when she saw Wei Mo run into the kitchen carrying a puppy.
Wei Xiaomin stared at his big eyes, then quickly ran towards Wei Mo, and tugged at his sleeve to discuss something:
"Little brother, little brother, can I hold you? Where did this puppy come from?"
Upon hearing his sister's words, Wei Mo placed the puppy in her arms.
At the same time, he opened his mouth and said:
"Grandpa just brought this back. I don't know whose it is, but it's probably meant to guard our house."
"It doesn't have a name yet, sister. You should think of a name for it. It will be a member of our family from now on."
Wei Xiaomin was very excited when she heard this. She held the puppy in one arm and kept scratching her head with the other, seemingly thinking seriously.
Wei Xiaomin looked at the puppy's short tail, smiled knowingly, and slowly said:
"From now on, we'll call it Little Tail, since it shares the same surname, Wei. Little Tail, Little Tail, doesn't it sound nice? Little brother, what do you think?"
Wei Xiaomin was extremely satisfied with the name she had chosen. After all, "little tail" had something in common with Wei.
Wei Mo also felt it was good, and the dog's tail was indeed very short, so he nodded in agreement.
Wei Xiaomin excitedly shouted at the puppy:
"Little tail, little tail,"
The puppy responded with a soft whimper.
Wei Xiaomin seemed to have found her favorite toy, holding the puppy tightly and refusing to let go, while also asking Wei Mo, who was standing nearby:
"Little brother, what can it eat now? Let's feed it something. Look, it keeps meowing, is it hungry?"
After hearing this, Wei Mo pondered for a moment and then looked at Old Master Yu standing to the side.
Wei Mo had never raised a dog in his previous life, and the dogs in his previous life all ate dog food, so he didn't know what local dogs ate.
The old man beside her smiled and slowly spoke to Wei Xiaomin:
"Granddaughter, the puppy is still too small to drink rice water. Once it grows up a bit, we can feed it our leftovers."
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