When Mr. Fu San met her eyes, which were as pure as a deer, he froze for a moment.
What should he say?
He was clearly not prepared and hadn't thought of anything to say, so why did he just walk over like that?
Fortunately, raising children is still useful and can be used as an excuse at critical moments.
"Jin Yue... She's quiet, but when she gets into trouble, it's big. I'm busy right now, can you help me look after her?"
Song Qingci saw Jin Yue not far away, dressing up a snowman with the girls, so he nodded and agreed readily, "Okay, you go ahead and do your work, I'll look after her!"
Seeing that she was motionless with her hands still immersed in cold water, Mr. Fu San said, "You should go over and take care of her."
Song Qingci: "...Okay."
Jin Yue is so old now, but in the eyes of Mr. Fu San, she may not be weaned yet and still needs someone to watch over her all the time.
If it were just the two of them, she would definitely tell him that it wasn't okay to raise a child like this!
You have to learn to let go.
But in front of so many people, she still gave him face.
So Song Qingci wiped his hands and simply got up to go play together.
"No, this doesn't look good. Come, let me make a new bun for her." Jin Yue tilted her head to look at it, a little dissatisfied, so she started to do it again.
It was no trouble to her.
Jin Yue is good at painting and has an aesthetic taste that exceeds that of her peers.
If she likes me more than others, can we also think that I am prettier than others? Song Qingci thought happily.
Feng Xun finally cleaned up the pig's tail, washed his hands over and over again with soap seven or eight times, and then came over to talk to Song Qingci.
"...Miss, have you thanked Third Master? It was all thanks to Third Master just now."
"Thank you."
I'm also planning to give him a big red envelope. Is that enough?
Just now, the women were discussing Huaishan's prestige in defeating other strongholds in seconds. As a temporary member of Huaishan, Song Qingci felt proud to hear it.
She couldn't help but think that this might have something to do with her "sponsorship".
So just saying thank you is too superficial.
She does.
She throws money.
Soon, more than a dozen large pots were filled with pork belly stewed with sauerkraut, pig heads, and offal being braised.
Don’t worry about not having enough time, people in the mountains don’t have so many requirements.
She planned to take Song Qingci's pig's tail back home and braise it herself. She couldn't let such a good thing go to waste.
Mr. Fu San had the ribs of the two pigs chopped up and sent over, and asked Song Qingci to prepare special meals for the children.
Song Qingci was also given two iron pots. He directed the children to help add firewood and light the fire, and everyone stewed the pork ribs together in a lively manner.
She also took out five pounds of rock sugar, which was extremely precious in the mountains, and melted it to make candied haws for the children.
There was no shortage of hawthorns, and Song Qingci prepared the sticks in advance. Jin Yue asked everyone to help string the candied haws together.
She was so happy during this process.
She likes to be with everyone.
Song Qingci is responsible for making the soup, and controlling the heat is very important.
Her cooking skills never disappoint, and soon every child in the mountain, big or small, was holding a candied haws in their hands.
The bright red hawthorns, wrapped in shiny sugar coating, sparkle brightly in the sunlight, and are evenly sprinkled with a layer of fragrant white sesame seeds, which makes people's mouths water at the sight.
"Dad, try it, you try it!" Jin Yue stood on tiptoe, held the candied haws high, and insisted that Master Fu San taste it.
Master Fu Sanye smiled and said, "Eat it. Dad doesn't like these."
"How can anyone not like candied haws? It must be that Dad can't bear to eat them! No, I want Dad to try them!"
"no……"
"Yes, my sister said so!"
Song Qingci’s head was as big as a bucket: It’s not my fault.
I just told her a story and told her that parents love their children, and I didn't say that you can't afford candied haws!
Okay, stop arguing, it really doesn’t matter.
She silently slipped one to Mr. Fu Sanye.
So, Mr. Fu San, who didn't like sour food, didn't know how to eat the string of candied haws.
However, the taste is good and makes people linger.
The aroma of meat gradually spread, and the fragrance was everywhere; no matter adults or children, who had almost no food in their stomachs all year round, couldn't help drooling at this moment.
The rice was cooked in the kitchen and delivered in buckets.
Not to mention the sauerkraut stewed with pork belly, even the white rice was eaten to the heart's content by the men in the mountains, and each person could eat four or five bowls.
Today, we want to let everyone have a good meal and celebrate the New Year in advance.
As soon as the iron pot was opened, the aroma of meat became even stronger and everyone gathered around.
Song Qingci's spareribs were also stewed, and the children were already holding their bowls, lining up in order of height from smallest to largest, waiting obediently.
Of course, Jin Yue’s contribution to maintaining order was also due.
Worn clothes, red faces from the cold, bright eyes full of expectation... Song Qingci's mood became excited and he gave each person two full spoonfuls of pork ribs.
The children gathered around her, smiling happily and eating with relish.
Feng Xun called out to them, "Hurry up and wipe your nose, it's all over the bowl. You, why are you standing there like an idiot after finishing your meal? Come over and get more rice!"
Dongzi came to her with two bowls of rice. Seeing this, he didn't dare to interrupt. He just stood by and served the rice, looking at her with a silly smile.
Seeing this, Song Qingci smiled and said, "Feng Xun, go eat quickly. I'll take care of this."
"No, young lady, go eat first. Don't let yourself get too hungry and faint again."
Mr. Fu San, who had been listening to the noise here, was stunned.
The little girl still has this problem?
He said to Xunxun, who was eating heartlessly next to him with greasy food dripping from her mouth, "Go, call sister to eat."
Xunxun: Why are you leaving? He’s enjoying his meal!
It’s just a few steps away, why bother going there?
He had rice in his mouth, but he still shouted with full energy: "Sister, my father is calling you to eat!"
Master Fu San: “…”
Song Qingci: "..."
Everyone laughed and joked.
"Third Master, when will the wedding be held?"
"That's right, you should give Miss Song a proper status."
"Why not do it before the New Year!"
"Okay, keep killing the pigs!"
Song Qingci: Please, let the pig go, and let me go too.
The Third Master is a flower on the top of the mountain, and ordinary people like us can’t reach her!
Mr. Fu San didn't say anything either.
He looked down at the rice grains in the bowl and thought, after the New Year, the little girl should leave.
After dinner, everyone cleaned up together.
Song Qingci unexpectedly heard someone mention that a girl named Nana's birthday was today.
She was a shy girl.
Song Qingci pulled Feng Xun aside and gently reminded him, "Pick one of the silk flowers that Dongzi helped me buy and give it to Nana."
It’s not worth much, but it’s the ritual that should be part of a birthday.
I hope this birthday will leave her with some beautiful memories.
Feng Xun nodded: "I'll go right away!"
The wind was left far behind her.
After a very short time, Feng Xun "rolled" back again.
"Girl, it's bad—"
Song Qingci's heart skipped a beat.
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