Originally, Su Qingluan wanted to start making candied bananas directly, but Yang wanted to use cowpeas to dry the vegetables. Su Qingluan thought that the fire was already on, so she simply boiled a large pot of hot water to blanch the vegetables later.
The water in the water tank today had just been pumped from the well, and with the gloomy and rainy weather, the water in the water tank was quite cold. Su Qingluan estimated that such a large pot of water would take at least a quarter of an hour to boil.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Su Qingluan simply turned around to check on the two little guys - for some reason today, the two little guys had been unusually quiet since morning.
Today, not to mention Su Xueyan, even Su Xuanhe, who had difficulty writing, was obediently lying on the table in the main hall, writing big characters stroke by stroke. The two little guys were very quiet, which surprised Su Qingluan.
"Hey, where did the sun rise from today? Why are you so quiet today?" In the past, when it was time to practice calligraphy every day, whenever Su Qingluan was at home, the two children would not be willing to "do homework" unless they were repeatedly asked and urged, and even coaxed and deceived.
But today, each one of them was more well-behaved than the other, which surprised her.
Su Xuanhe looked up at Su Qingluan and said, "Sister, are you feeling better?"
Su Xueyan also raised her head, her small brows furrowed together: "Sister, mother said you were a little uncomfortable today and couldn't coax us, so she asked us to be good."
Su Xuanhe took out a piece of already written characters and showed it to Su Qingluan as if he was presenting a treasure: "I have already finished writing one, I didn't slack off!"
"But there are big spaces between my brother's strokes..." Su Xueyan muttered.
"You're talking nonsense!"
"Okay, stop arguing..." Seeing the two little ones about to quarrel again, Su Qingluan rubbed her temples, "You guys finish writing this one, and then come and have some delicious food - I'll ask my mother to call Aunt Li from next door to come and try it."
"Aunt Li brought us a few extra bananas yesterday!" Su Xuanhe was very happy. "Sister, go and eat them!"
Su Qingluan touched the hair whorl on his head and said, "We'll use this banana to make food later." She looked carefully at her brother's expression. He didn't seem uncomfortable because someone else was coming to visit, so she felt relieved.
It's common to forget children's worries quickly. It hadn't been long since Su Xuanhe lost his two baby teeth, and his new teeth hadn't fully grown in yet, only a few white tips had appeared.
So now when he speaks in a hurry or in a harsh tone, some of his voice will leak out.
But maybe it was because there were too many visitors at home recently, or maybe he got used to the lisp when speaking, or maybe it was because he saw other people of the same age changing their teeth when playing in the village. In short, Su Xuanhe didn't care so much about the "lisp" issue anymore.
Therefore, Su Qingluan secretly planned to take the opportunity of delivering the "Ant Strength Pill" to visit Mr. Xu Kekuan again, and ask in detail about the standards and time for Master Zhou to accept students, and let her younger brother give it a try - after all, for the current Su family, they can still afford the tuition for a teacher.
Now that the money problem has been solved, it would be better for his younger brother to go to school. Su Qingluan didn't intend for Su Xuanhe to pass the imperial examination or anything like that, but at least she wanted him to be sensible and sensible, and to be able to read and write - even if he was just going to be an accountant in the future, helping with the accounting, wouldn't he still need to be able to read and write?
Having made up her mind, Su Qingluan did not speak about it, but only patiently corrected her brother and sister's postures.
"Keep your upper body straight, don't lean over the table, or you might get myopia."
"Sister, what does 'myopia' mean?" Su Xueyan looked up at her sister's chin with a confused look on her face.
"..." Su Qingluan paused, thought for a moment, and explained in simpler terms, "If you keep leaning over the table like this, you'll only see things close to you. Gradually, you'll no longer be able to see things in the distance clearly! That's why it's called 'myopia'."
"Can't see far away? Doesn't that mean you're half blind?" Su Xuanhe grinned at his sister with his toothless mouth, "You're going to become a little blind!"
Seeing the little girl's eyes wide open in fear, looking aggrieved and about to cry, Su Qingluan gave her naughty brother a slap on the head and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? Don't scare your sister!"
Then she turned around and gently touched her sister's soft hair: "Xueyan, don't be afraid. If you don't lie on the table now, you will not be blinded."
"I, I'll sit up straight!" The little girl was still very afraid of "becoming blind", so she immediately straightened her back!
"Hehehehe..." Su Xuanhe looked at his sister who was scared by him, covering her mouth with a look of success in her prank, and was patted on the back by Su Qingluan.
"How dare you laugh at your sister? Do you think you have good posture?" Su Qingluan said unhappily, "Look at how crooked you are sitting, almost like you're twisting your body into a knot. Do you want to become a hunchback in the future?"
"Sister, what is a hunchback?" Xueyan asked again.
"It's a person who is hunched over and can't stand up straight." Su Qingluan described it.
"Is it like Mr. Qian who passed away last year?" Su Xuanhe raised his head to join in the fun.
"Brother, my sister hadn't come back last year!"
“That’s right!”
"Don't take this opportunity to chat!" Su Qingluan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Just now, one of them almost made the other cry, and in the blink of an eye, they were chatting again. As expected, as long as they didn't study, they could form a united front with anyone, right?
After looking at the two little guys and correcting their problem of gripping the pen too tightly and causing their wrists to feel shaky, Su Qingluan turned and went to the kitchen.
Although the water on the stove has not yet boiled, tiny bubbles have already appeared at the bottom of the pot, clinging tightly to the walls of the pot.
Meanwhile, Yang had already washed the cowpeas to be made into dried vegetables and placed them on a bamboo winnowing basket nearby. She must have gone to the Li family next door.
Su Qingluan turned around and took a basin of cold water and put it aside. Seeing that the water in the pot was gradually boiling, she put the cowpeas in and kept turning them with a colander so that each cowpea could be heated evenly.
When the cowpeas were cooked and the water in the pot gradually boiled again, Su Qingluan took out the cowpeas and immediately put them in cold water.
Of course, Su Qingluan didn't dare to pour out the water in the pot used to blanch the cowpeas - she once poured out half of the water used to blanch the vegetables according to her habit in her previous life, but Yang scolded her for three days for being "too extravagant and wasteful."
Su Qingluan understood that hot water - especially clean hot water - was a very important resource in this era. After all, firewood and charcoal were not cheap.
So this time, she decided to scoop out the hot water with a ladle and let her mother know how to use it.
At this moment, Yang and Sun Guixiang came into the room, chatting and laughing. Su Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief - this hot potato could finally be thrown away.
"Mother!" she said with a smile, "I just used half a pot of water to blanch the cowpeas. Do you want some?"
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