Chapter 67: The pig's trotters are stewed and delicious



What she saw was the green leaves of the persimmon tree, the same scene as in the world of immortals, which disturbed her thoughts for a moment, and the breeze blew a few strands of hair on her forehead.

Xu Qingzhi was in a trance for a moment.

Her enhanced hearing allowed her to hear her mother yelling, "Fuqiang, hurry up. The pressure cooker has been simmering for a while. If the chicken soup continues, the meat will get mushy and it won't taste good."

"Okay, okay, I'll get it right away." It was her father's voice.

This made Xu Qingzhi certain that what she had just done was just a dream.

Now she is at home, not in the villain's Sky Palace.

Xu Qingzhi reached out and smoothed back the messy hair on his forehead, and his restlessly beating heart gradually calmed down.

I had a nightmare again when I fell asleep. Forget it, I might as well not sleep.

She used her spiritual sense to communicate with the crows in the spiritual space.

"I remember you can search for people over a thousand miles? Please help me see if that villain is there. I've dreamt about him twice in a row, and it doesn't seem like a good thing."

The crow, which was diligently feeding the piglets, cackled three times perfunctorily.

"Master, the distance of searching for someone is limited. Ya Ya did not sense the presence of any familiar person within a thousand miles."

Xu Qingzhi felt relieved for the time being.

After all, it spans time and space, maybe it’s just a dream.

She was not afraid of him, but she didn't want her peaceful life to be disturbed. It would be great to live comfortably in her old age.

After feeding the piglets, the crow had some time to rest and didn't control his stubborn mouth.

“Ga ga ga~”

By the way, Master, you will dream about something at night if you think about it during the day~ Xu Qingzhi curled his lips: "Well, very good, I'll deduct your chicken leg tonight."

The crow flapped its wings angrily and threatened: "Caw, cackle, cackle~" Black marketeer, I work so hard but you still withhold chicken legs from me. I'm angry and going on strike!

Xu Qingzhi ignored it.

The crow grumbled angrily, and turned around to feed the chickens again. If the chickens were hungry and skinny, the chicken legs would not taste good.

Wen Shanshan, who was standing by, ate the last bayberry on the plate and asked with a lingering feeling, "Qingzhi, are you selling your bayberries?"

Xu Qingzhi looked at the empty plate and replied, "Yangmei sold it."

"Can I buy more? I remember that your vegetables can be delivered by express, so bayberries can definitely be delivered by express as well?" Wen Shanshan continued to ask.

Xu Qingzhi nodded, "Of course, we can use fresh food express delivery. It will be shipped in the afternoon and will arrive the next morning. If you want to buy bayberries as gifts, you can tell my parents to pick more bayberries today."

"Okay, I'll tell my aunt and uncle when we eat later." Wen Shanshan was very happy and turned to ask her brother, "Brother, I'll send some bayberries home. My parents will definitely like them. I'll also send some to my grandfather. I also want to send some to my friend. Does your friend want to send some?"

Wen Siran looked at the message on his phone, Jiang Xiao asked him to check his leg again, and said, "Send some."

"Okay, then give me the address information later and I'll do it together." Wen Shanshan leaned towards Xu Qingzhi and said with a smile: "Qingzhi, I want to stay with you in the afternoon, is that okay?"

Wen Siran coughed twice and reminded: "Shanshan, don't you still need to review?"

It was the first time he saw his sister, and his face was filled with such a worthless smile.

Girls, you still have to be more reserved.

"Brother, I don't have anything to review." Wen Shanshan thought, she has already dropped out of school, why should she review? Her brother is really confused.

Wen Siran said in a deep voice: "After dinner, you have to take me back."

"Okay, I'll take you home, and then I'll come back to play with Qingzhi." Wen Shanshan responded, staring at Xu Qingzhi expectantly with her starry eyes.

Xu Qingzhi reached out and rubbed her head, which was so cute, and said with a smile: "I will make sour plum soup in the afternoon, do you want to join me?"

"Okay, no problem. Qingzhi, I really like the sour plum soup you made last night. I'm still craving for that taste in my dreams." Wen Shanshan's face turned red with shyness.

Wen Siran: ...A dog licker, this is a real dog licker!

Wang Yanmei shouted loudly in the room: "Qingzhi, it's time to eat. Call Shanshan and her brother to come in."

"Okay, Mom." Xu Qingzhi replied and stood up: "Then let's go in and eat."

Wen Siran's wheelchair is electric, but Wen Shanshan took the lead and pushed her brother into the house with an expression that said "I haven't forgotten you this time."

As soon as Xu Qingzhi entered the room, the table was already filled with dishes.

I killed a big chicken at noon today. I stewed half of it into Chinese medicinal chicken soup, and made the other half into Meicheng's specialty tea oil fried chicken, and also a big pot of ginger fried duck.

The vegetables were still the ones planted by Xu Qingzhi.

Stir-fried cucumbers, fried eggs in tomato soup, stir-fried bok choy, water spinach with garlic, and a bowl of eggplant and beans made with fresh long beans and eggplant that started to ripen a few days ago.

The vegetables at home are always the same. Wang Yanmei wanted to change her taste occasionally, so she bought two loofahs at the market. But they tasted tasteless and not as good as the vegetables at home. After that, she never bought vegetables again.

However, after Xu Qingzhi found out, he quietly cultivated loofah seedlings in the space and used a high-spiritual energy array to catalyze them, and then moved them to the open space outside to plant them. Loofahs grow in the same way as cucumbers, and after a while they need to be supported by bamboo racks.

Although she doesn't like some vegetables, her mother likes them very much. She also grew some seedlings of other seasonal vegetables in the space.

Wang Yanmei came out of the kitchen carrying a stainless steel basin and shouted loudly: "Please make way, make way, make way. This dish is very hot."

Xu Qingzhi moved aside, Wang Yanmei put the dishes on the table, and quickly touched her ears with both hands.

"Shanshan, this pig's trotter is stewed and delicious. It just came out of the pressure cooker and is still hot. We didn't have this dish yesterday. Try it today to see if it tastes good."

Wen Shanshan smiled and said, "It must be delicious! There is nothing bad about the food that Auntie cooks."

Wang Yanmei smiled and looked at the boy next to Wen Shanshan.

Wen Siran met Wang Yanmei's gaze and took the initiative to greet her politely: "Hello, Auntie. Yesterday I heard from my sister that the dishes you cook are very delicious. I came to bother you again at noon today."

Wang Yanmei didn't know what "trouble you" meant. She was stunned for a moment, and half-knowingly guessed that he was embarrassed to come to eat, so she said enthusiastically: "Don't be polite, come and eat if you want."

She thought the young man was very handsome, but it was a pity that he couldn't stand on his feet and I heard that he couldn't eat.

If this were my own child, I would be so heartbroken.

However, since it was not her own child, she felt a little distressed now. She was afraid that others would feel embarrassed, so she quickly added: "Auntie is serious. If you like the food I cook, you can come every day in the future, understand?"

Wen Siran curled his lips, "Thank you, Auntie."

"You're welcome. Don't be polite with Auntie. Just eat, eat, eat." Wang Yanmei waved her hand.

Xu Fuqiang served the rice and came out with chopsticks to set the table.

Wen Shanshan shouted happily: "Uncle!"

Wen Siran said politely: "Hello, uncle."

"Hey, hello, come eat, the food is hot." Xu Fuqiang turned back to the kitchen and ran into his wife who had just washed her hands. He whispered to her, "Why are you in such a hurry to serve such hot food? Ask me to serve it next time. I have thick skin on my hands and I am not afraid of burns."

Wang Yanmei knew that her husband was a caring person, and whispered, "I know, I know."

Xu Qingzhi curled his lips, "Dad, Mom, come and eat, I'll start eating first."

"Eat, eat quickly." Wang Yanmei also sat down.

Xu Qingzhi picked up the chopsticks and reached for the fried duck with ginger first. After taking a bite, he found the duck meat was stewed just right, not hard to chew but not too soft.

It’s delicious, she is so happy.

Xu Fuqiang came out with the medicinal wine, filled a glass for himself, and subconsciously asked the man opposite him: "Young man, do you want to drink some wine?"

(End of this chapter)


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