After eating one piece, Yu Qingshu felt unsatisfied and picked up another piece of meat and potato.
After hearing this, Hua Qinglu also tried the potatoes. Others followed suit and praised them highly.
Yu Qingqing tasted the familiar flavor that she had not seen for a long time, and she felt a little excited.
She stared at him for a moment, then smiled and said, "Dad, this is indeed suitable for all ages, it's very good!
I also planted some so we can eat it often in the future.
Everyone, please eat meat in moderation tonight. If you eat too much, your stomach may not be able to handle it."
Yu Qingqing picked up another piece of shepherd's purse. She felt the meat was a little greasy after eating a few bites of it.
I guess it’s because he hasn’t eaten meat for a long time and he’s not used to it.
Yu Qinghai took a bite of the pancake and stuffed a piece of meat into it, mumbling: "Third sister, don't worry!
We all know that your cooking is so delicious, delicious!"
Yu Qinghai started eating again with big mouthfuls, looking totally ungraceful.
The others responded in unison: "Okay, we got it!" and continued to work hard on their meal.
The fragrant and soft pancakes with a wheat aroma, paired with soft and sticky potato chips and sizzling meat slices, are so delicious.
Yu Qingshu and his family all ate their fill tonight and felt particularly satisfied.
After eating, everyone started to get busy again.
Yu Qingqing took out several large buckets of water and two wooden basins from the space.
He took out a large piece of lean meat and a few handfuls of shepherd's purse, as well as a bag of wheat flour and a bag of wheat and placed them directly on the stove.
Yu Qingqing turned around and looked at Hua Qinglu and said, "Mom, we should make some vegetable cakes with this flour and shepherd's purse so we can eat them on the road.
The meat is also fully cooked, just stir-fry it and add some salt.
This water is used to boil water. We will take turns bathing tonight. One tub for men and one for women will be enough."
Yu Qingqing took every possible consideration into account and prepared some cooked food for breakfast. It would be convenient for them to eat on the way and would save them a lot of time.
Hua Qinglu looked at everything in front of him and nodded repeatedly.
Yu Qingshu and Yu Qinghai continued to grind the wheat into flour.
After Yu Qingqing made all the arrangements, she went into the yard to feed the horse some water and grass.
After the horse had eaten its fill, Yu Qingqing found a corner and slipped back into the space.
The space is full of thriving scenes.
The rabbit that was put in before was eating grass leisurely on the ground in the space.
Yu Qingqing walked towards her vegetable garden and carefully admired the fruits of her labor.
Yu Qingqing vaguely felt that the space available for farming had become a little larger.
The chayote and dogwood in the space are still blooming and bearing fruit.
Yu Qingqing would pick the ripe melons and dogwoods in time and place them on the other side of the wooden house.
The two ginseng plants that were secretly planted in the corner looked very big and seemed to be three or four hundred years old.
Yu Qingqing came to the rice planting area again and found that the rice had already sprouted green sprouts.
Yu Qingqing carried a wooden bucket and prepared to water the vegetables.
When she came to the stream, a golden lotus caught Yu Qingqing's attention.
Yu Qingqing: "Hey, when did a golden lotus appear here? When did it appear here? Ah!!!!"
Yu Qingqing felt a headache when she thought of this.
Her face suddenly turned extremely pale, and beads of cold sweat kept pouring down.
Yu Qingqing could only relieve the pain by hitting her head hard.
After an unknown amount of time, a picture appeared in her mind.
She held a dagger in her hand, and the dagger happened to be stuck in the chest of a handsome man.
The man asked painfully: "Why? Why on earth do you want to kill me?"
After the man asked the question, he passed out and was then slapped away.
Yu Qingqing remembered that she had actually killed someone, and it was Yuan Xichen.
But she remembered that it was because of Yuan Xichen who had ill intentions towards her and she had no intention of hurting him.
"No, that person looks just like Young Master Yuan, but she feels something is not right. Could it be that someone is impersonating Young Master Yuan?
And he had clearly gone out, and suddenly came back, could it be that...?"
When Yu Qingqing thought of this, she felt that she didn't dare to think about it anymore. She was afraid that she couldn't bear this result.
In order to find out the truth, Yu Qingqing slipped out of the space and staggered towards the kitchen.
When Yu Qingshu looked up, he saw Yu Qingqing, who looked a little abnormal, and he put down what he was holding.
He stepped forward and asked anxiously: "Qing'er, you look so bad, what happened?"
As soon as Yu Qingshu finished speaking, the others put down what they were holding and looked at Yu Qingqing with concern.
Yu Qingqing adjusted her breathing, and then said shyly: "Well! Dad is like this, I suddenly remembered something just now.
What was the situation when you found me after I passed out? I seemed to have killed someone, didn’t I?
Yu Qingqing was also very nervous, and she didn't want to be stained with other people's blood.
Yu Qingshu's face changed drastically when he heard Yu Qingqing's words. He was afraid that his daughter might misunderstand him, so he explained:
"Qing'er, you're talking about Master Yuan, right? You didn't kill him, there's a misunderstanding here.
Daddy didn't ask you because he saw you didn't remember! That's why we separated from them. You were injured and unconscious because Chen Yi knocked you away."
Yu Qingshu looked at his daughter, afraid that he might have said something wrong and put her under too much psychological pressure.
After hearing this, Yu Qingqing became even more certain that there must be a misunderstanding.
She was afraid that her parents would have a bad impression of Yuan Xichen, so she didn't plan to tell him about that matter. It seemed that only by meeting him in person could she know the truth.
Yu Qingqing’s feeling was not wrong, and she also believed that Yuan Xichen was not that kind of person.
Yu Qingqing: "Dad, Mom, I understand! I won't let my imagination run wild anymore. The truth will eventually come out!"
Yu Qingqing briefly explained the matter and did not continue the topic.
Everyone started to get busy again, preparing for tomorrow and the future!
Hua Qinglu and the others had used up the bag of wheat flour, and Yu Qinghai's freshly ground flour was just enough to fill the gap.
In the end, more than a hundred pancakes were baked, and only a little of the remaining lard was left.
Yu Qingqing took out a piece of lard weighing three or four pounds from the space, and prepared to refine it all into oil for easy use later.
Yu Qingshu and Yu Qinghai have been grinding wheat flour and have hardly had a rest.
I have made more than ten bags now, and since the bags are used up, I stopped grinding.
Then everyone took turns taking a shower. After taking a shower, they felt refreshed and their bodies felt so comfortable.
At three quarters past midnight, everyone finally finished their work and went to sleep.
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