Based on Hua Wanchi's observations over the years since he traveled through time, he found that this creature actually has no habit of eating snakes.
However, in the early years, supplies were scarce, and everyone would eat anything edible. Perhaps snake meat was a rare meat.
Little Pomelo was curious: "How do you eat snake meat? Is it delicious?"
Hua Xuguo smiled and said, "It tastes pretty good."
Little Youzi fell into deep thought, unable to imagine what it would feel like to eat such a scary snake, and didn't dare to imagine it any further.
Hua Wanchi hissed and got goose bumps all over her body. She really had no interest in eating snake meat.
After returning home, Hua Xuguo turned on the light under the eaves, sorted the different types of harvest under the light, poured some water, covered it with something and put it in the kitchen.
Hua Wanchi suddenly remembered a famous dish from Suzhou in his previous life - Fried Eel with Fried Oil. However, it was a sweet dish and his family might not be used to it.
Her taste is influenced by her grandmother and the place where she grew up in her previous life. She can accept sweet food and also likes spicy food.
So - she wants to eat Panlong eel shreds!
"Grandma," Hua Wanchi said, smiling as he approached Wan Qingliu, "Tomorrow, make me a dish of Panlong shredded eel!"
"Okay," Wan Qingliu glanced at her and agreed casually.
To some extent, he felt freer after traveling through time. At least he had enough food. Wan Qingliu was happy to cook whatever Hua Wanchi wanted to eat.
In the previous life, some ingredients were too expensive, and even if the two of them wanted to eat them, they didn't like them enough to be willing to spend money, so they were naturally not willing to buy them.
Besides, there are only two people in the family, and it would be a waste if we buy too much and can’t finish it.
There is everything in this space, and if you can't finish the food, you can ask other people in the family to help you. It can be said that you can do whatever you want and eat whatever you want without any worries - of course, you dare not take out anything too outrageous.
Xiaole appeared out of nowhere and asked curiously, "What is Panlong eel silk?"
Seeing Xiaole, Hua Wanchi suddenly remembered something.
She giggled and said, "Xiao Le, Auntie has something good for you."
Xiaole tilted his head, his eyes twinkling. "Ah? What good stuff?"
Generally speaking, nothing Hua Wanchi brings out is bad.
For example, there's a rotating pencil sharpener, a mechanical pencil that releases refills with a single click, colorful draft paper, and a layered pencil case...
Xiaole can’t put it down!
So, at this moment he was looking forward to what new and interesting things Aunt Chi Chi would come up with.
Xiaole had already forgotten about the Panlong eel silk and was looking forward to what interesting things Hua Wanchi would come up with.
Hua Wanchi: "Thump, thump, thump!"
She ran out of the kitchen quickly and came back with a box of watercolor pens in her hand, also the 48-color deluxe edition!
Xiaole cooperated very well: "Wow!"
Even though he had no idea what it was.
Hua Wanchi took Xiaole's hand and walked towards the hall, saying as she walked: "Elbow, auntie will show you how to use the watercolor pen."
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After the rainy season in June, summer has arrived and the number of mosquitoes has gradually increased.
As soon as the light in the room was turned on, a swarm of mosquitoes flew around.
Therefore, not only was a mosquito net placed on each person's bed, but mosquito coils were also lit and electric mosquito swatters were used.
The invention of the electric mosquito swatter was originally not to appear until the 1990s. However, at this time in this life, new electrical appliances have begun to emerge in an endless stream, and things that have never been seen before are easy to explain.
Wan Qingliu directly said that it was good stuff from Hong Kong. Anyway, the other people in the family had never been out. Even if they had been out and seen the world, who could guarantee that they had not seen anything?
In short, the electric mosquito swatter has received unanimous praise from my family.
Hua Wanli is pregnant, and her family is worried about letting her light mosquito coils because they are poisonous.
So Hua Aihua and Su Qiuying went into battle together, waving their electric mosquito swatters and making crackling sounds. Although there were so many mosquitoes, it was actually difficult to swatter them without looking carefully.
Especially those hidden on the wall, if you don’t clean them up, they can bite you to death.
Seeing her parents practically crawling on the wall to look for mosquitoes, Hua Wanli felt helpless:
"I still have a mosquito net, don't I? I can't get bitten by mosquitoes if I sleep in it. Besides, what's the big deal about a mosquito bite?"
"Mom—Aunt Chi Chi gave me a good thing!"
Xiaole pushed the door open excitedly and saw his grandparents swatting mosquitoes. They turned to look at him, and he immediately turned around and closed the door, shrinking his head a little embarrassedly.
Hua Aihua held the electric mosquito swatter and smiled: "Xiao Le, what good things did Aunt Chi Chi give you? Let Grandpa see it too."
Xiaole proudly took out a watercolor pen and a piece of paper and started painting on the table in the room.
The lights in the room were bright and the table was not backlit, so Hua Wanli just watched him paint with a smile on her face.
Xiao Le held the pen, looked up at Hua Wanli from time to time, then lowered his head and scribbled seriously, the tip of the pen making a "rubbing" sound on the paper.
Hua Aihua and his wife were still swatting mosquitoes, making crackling sounds.
Not long after, Xiaole raised the paper in his hand and handed it to Hua Wanli as if it were a treasure.
Hua Wanli took the paper and saw the contents on it, a look of surprise flashed across her face.
She looked at her son and asked, "Did you just draw these?"
Xiaole nodded and smiled obediently: "Yes, Mom, am I good at drawing?"
Hua Wanli could tell who was drawn on the paper at a glance without Xiaole pointing it out to her.
Xiaole’s great-grandmother, great-grandfather, grandparents, second uncle, second aunt, two aunts, parents, and unborn sister.
Although the figures in the painting are very simple, they are inexplicably vivid. The crooked and even inappropriate strokes outline the charm of each person.
Of course, his younger sister wasn’t born yet, but Xiaole drew two braids and a smiley face. The little girl was obviously younger than him. The only one younger than him was his younger sister.
Perhaps because he heard his parents often say that they wanted a girl, Xiaole naturally assumed that the next child would be a sister.
Hua Wanli smiled and said, "Yeah, I never knew my son has a talent for painting."
Hua Aihua and Su Qiuying also became interested when they heard it and hurried over to take a look.
After reading it, Hua Aihua praised: "Don't say, the painting is quite similar."
Only Su Qiuying noticed: "What kind of pen did you use to paint these colors on the paper? They look pretty good."
Xiaole was immediately delighted – he had come here to show off this! Finally someone noticed!
He immediately said proudly, "This is called a watercolor pen! Aunt Chi Chi said it has 48 colors, it's the most deluxe version! Others don't have this many colors!"
He hasn't entered the tutoring class yet. After all, he just transferred here, so Hua Wanchi is not in a hurry to let him step into the bitter ocean of studying.
However, he heard from Hua Wanchi that only the top three would receive rewards - and there was no 48-color one.
What is this called?
Welfare for our own people.
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