"Is it not possible to not fight?" The little girl was very prepared for danger in times of peace. Even though she escaped this time, she was still trying to get leniency for the next time she made a mistake.
Su Qingluan still smiled good-naturedly, even patting her little sister's furry head, and then emphasized the cold and cruel words: "No."
The little girl immediately wilted like a flower beaten by wind and rain.
It was because of this little episode that Su Xueyan, who had been stuck in the house with no chance to come out to watch the fun, immediately went happily to "run errands" when she heard her mother asking her to do so.
A moment later, Su Xueyan came running over, holding the bowl of mashed garlic tightly in her little hands. She pointed inside the bowl with a look of surprise on her face, "Mom, mom! The garlic has turned green!"
Su Xuanhe scoffed at the sidelines: "Garlic is white, how could it turn green? Could it be poisoned?"
The little girl was already three or four years old. Although she didn't understand what "poisoning" was, she vaguely understood that "poisoning" was a very scary thing. So she was so scared that her hands trembled and she almost dropped the bowl on the ground.
Fortunately, Su Qingluan was quick-eyed and quick-handed. She reached out and caught the porcelain bowl that was almost falling to the ground, saving a bowl of mashed garlic that was almost destroyed.
Su Qingluan glared fiercely at Su Xuanhe, who was grinning mischievously, and said angrily, "How can you be considered a man if you scare your own sister for no reason? Does Master Zhou just let you scare your own sister for no reason?"
Su Xuanhe had been praised by Master Zhou today, and he was feeling very proud. However, after being scolded by Su Qingluan, his pride visibly drooped. Seeing his parents' disapproving expressions, he dared not show off anymore.
Seeing her naughty brother had calmed down, Su Qingluan turned around and patted her back comfortingly: "Your brother was just trying to scare you. If you peel garlic and leave it for too long, it will turn this emerald green. Have you seen Laba garlic before? That's green too."
However, the little girl was only three years old this year. She had no memory of the Laba garlic she had eaten in the cold winter of the previous year. So she asked, "Sister, what is Laba garlic?"
Yang took the bowl of mashed garlic from Su Qingluan and said with a smile, "Our family makes Laba garlic every year. You'll be able to see it when winter comes this year!"
Su Xuanhe frowned upon hearing this: "I don't like winter. It's too cold. My hands and feet are almost frozen off. Besides, many grandmas and grandpas in the village can't survive the winter!"
The air stagnated for a moment.
After a moment, Su Guangfu touched the back of his son's head with his broad hand and said, "Don't worry, Dad and Mom will definitely not let you get cold."
Yang didn't respond, but a hint of gloom flashed in her eyes.
Su Qingluan couldn't share her plan with her family for the time being. Putting aside the fact that she couldn't easily imagine the final outcome of this matter, the key point was that the Xie Mansion didn't have a clear order or deposit in front of Su Qingluan.
Without complete certainty, Su Qingluan did not intend to reveal her entire plan to help the villagers survive the winter, as that would only increase her parents' worries.
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan greeted everyone with a series of calls: "The pot is boiling! How about trying this Sichuan pepper hot pot? If you like it, you can make it next time!"
Upon hearing this, Su Guangfu and Yang seemed to have woken up from a nightmare, and began to ask everyone to prepare their own dipping sauces.
"Mom, haven't you seen the sesame paste? It smells so good!" Su Xueyan twisted her little neck back and forth looking for sesame paste.
Su Qingluan smiled and said, "Today's hot pot base has its own flavor. If you dip it in sesame sauce, it will lose its flavor! Xueyan, do you want to try the hot pot meat first?"
Over there, the impatient Su Xuanhe had already rinsed the carrot slices and was about to put them into his mouth. Yang quickly grabbed her son's sleeve and said, "The carrots are not cooked through yet, how can you eat them?" Then she made him throw the carrot slices back.
While Su Qingluan was cooking the mutton for her sister, she looked up at Yang and said, "The yam, winter melon, carrots, and the leftover mushrooms can all be stewed for a long time. Just add them to the soup base first. Oh, and the white radish too."
As she spoke, Su Qingluan carefully extended her chopsticks into the "mountain of mutton slices" and gently picked up a piece of mutton slice.
The mutton was cut so thinly that only two or three slices could be picked up at a time, placed in the hot pot and gently spread out.
But after a few moments, the lamb turned from tender pink to grayish brown.
Su Qingluan flipped her wrist and placed the three pieces of meat on her plate, the plates of her sisters on either side, and her mother. As for her father and brother, their seats were separated by one person, which was really inconvenient.
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