After watching Mu Xingzhi leave, Su Qingluan returned to her room and drank a sip of water.
I stuck my head out and saw that it was already noon. Dad wasn't home, probably because he had gone to pick up my younger brother who was going to school in the county town.
Su Qingluan couldn't help but sigh: They say that misfortune may turn out to be a blessing in disguise. I originally thought that I would have to go to the town every day and wouldn't be able to take care of the two children, but now it is more convenient for me to pick up and drop off my younger brother to school. It's just that my younger sister is alone at home. Although she has Sun Guixiang to accompany her, she still feels a little lonely.
Therefore, whenever she had free time, she would take her sister out for a walk as a way of making up for it.
Thinking of the little girl, I heard her calling someone in the next room - she must have woken up.
When Su Qingluan opened the curtain and went out, she saw her sister walking out of the house in a daze, wearing slippers and rubbing her sleepy eyes.
The little girl was still in a half-asleep, half-awake "sleepwalking" state, and there were indentations on her face from lying on Su Qingluan's back for a long time. She looked a little funny and a little cute.
Yang had apparently heard her little daughter's voice, and she came out of the kitchen. "Daya, you're back?" She then noticed the basket on the wall by the kitchen door. "I didn't pick enough mushrooms today."
"It's quite a bit," Su Qingluan said with a smile. "Just now, Mr. Mu saw me carrying my sister on my back and helped me return the mushrooms. To thank him, I gave him half."
"Send? How?" Yang opened her eyes wide in surprise.
So Su Qingluan told her about how Mu Xingzhi's wheelchair had been improved and he could push it and walk around freely. This caused Yang to sigh in admiration: "Oh, that's great! That's great!"
Then he looked at his eldest daughter with some reproach: "Why don't you let Mr. Mu come in and sit for a while?"
Su Qingluan was at a loss for words: "Mom, our house isn't completely cleaned up yet, how can we invite people in?" Although it's hard to see from the outside, as soon as you enter the Su family's house, you can see that there are piles of clutter everywhere. It's really too exaggerated.
However, considering that the rain will stop for a while and work will have to continue, these sundries are placed in a corner that does not take up too much space and will be cleaned up after everything is finished.
But such a mess is okay for my family, but it would be rude if guests saw it.
Yang thought about it and agreed, so she said nothing more. She threw down a sentence "Let's make dumplings tonight" and went back to the kitchen. After a while, the sound of "dong dong dong" was heard again - it should be the sound of chopping meat.
The little girl didn't care about such trivial matters. She only had one thing in mind: "Sister, I won!"
"Huh?" Su Qingluan was stunned and didn't react.
"Sister, game!" The little girl put her hands on her hips, "I won!"
Su Qingluan finally understood that the little girl was asking her for a "reward." However, after asking Yang, she found out that they didn't have bananas at home, so they probably couldn't make candied bananas.
"Not today. There are no sweet bananas at home today." Su Qingluan shook her head regretfully.
Then she was severely criticized by her sister: "Sister, don't you keep your word?"
"Why don't I keep my word?" Seeing the little girl looking angry, Su Qingluan's mischievous nature began to activate again.
"Sister promised to let me eat sweet bananas!" The little girl didn't remember the name of the dish "candied bananas" and could only describe it with her own words.
"I did agree, but..." Su Qingluan smiled slightly, bent down and scratched her sister's smooth and elastic nose, "I didn't say when."
So the little girl pouted, threw down a sentence "Sister, you are lying!" and ran into the house. To express her dissatisfaction, she slammed the door.
After Su Qing finished playing with the cat, he was in a good mood. He turned around and went to the kitchen. Sure enough, he saw Yang chopping meat.
"I just heard the door close," Yang turned around and glanced at Su Qingluan while bending over. "Who's back?"
"No one's back," Su Qing said with a smile, "I teased the little girl a little, and she got mad at me. I have to think of a way to coax her."
"You," Wan said, chopping the minced meat, but couldn't help laughing. "You'll be fourteen after the New Year, and why are you still joking with your sister, a little kid of three or four?"
"It's fun to tease him because he's only three or four years old." Su Qingluan leaned over to see if there was anything she could do to help. "He's getting older like Xuan He, so it's hard to tease him anymore. What's for dinner tonight?"
"Your father went to town today and bought some fresh pork and fennel. We're going to eat fennel dumplings today."
"Mother, I'll come help too," Su Qingluan looked around, "Is the dough ready?"
"It has been made a long time ago. Look, it's over there." Yang turned around and pointed to a brown-black ceramic basin exposed to the sun, which contained the kneaded dough.
Although the autumn sun is no longer as hot as in summer, this dark container can absorb the heat from the sun and become a natural fermentation insulator.
"Then let me chop the meat." Su Qingluan said, and went to take the chopping knife from Yang's hand, but was easily passed away.
"You should take a break," Yang touched the top of her eldest daughter's head lovingly. "It's not easy to take Sanya to pick mushrooms."
Speaking of the little sister, Su Qingluan remembered that the little girl was still in a bad mood, so she rolled her eyes, made up her mind, turned around and walked outside.
After a while, Su Qingluan came back with a basket of various wild vegetables.
Yang raised an eyebrow. "Although the wild vegetables taste good now, they are old. Why did you pick so many?"
Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Make Xueyan some emerald white jade dumplings to appease her."
"You are the only smart one, coming up with so many titles all day long." Yang smiled helplessly and lovingly, then turned around and continued chopping the meat.
Su Qingluan took out a stone mortar used for grinding spices, broke the various wild vegetables into pieces, crushed them, and filtered out the dark green juice with gauze.
After repeating this process for a while, a bowl of dark green "wild vegetable juice" was collected.
When it was time to knead the dough, Su Qingluan mixed half of it with wild vegetable juice and kneaded it repeatedly. Gradually, the entire dough turned into a bright and vivid emerald green, which was very pleasing to the eye.
At this time, Su Qingluan looked up and saw Yang was about to put the chopped fennel into the meat filling.
Su Qingluan was sharp-eyed. Seeing that the meat filling was still loose, she quickly asked, "Mother, don't add the fennel yet. Did you add water to the meat filling?"
When Yang heard her eldest daughter's words, she didn't add any more fennel. She looked up, a little puzzled: "Fetch water? What water?"
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