094 Roasted Sweet Potato
Huang Ying was still complaining to her mother that she took too many things after she left the house.
But when she really reached the edge of the field, she felt that it was nice to have a caring little girl by her side to talk to.
From time to time, they are fed various snacks, so the work no longer feels boring.
Seeing how her mother enjoyed it, Gao Qinghe also rewarded herself with a glutinous rice stick.
She knew that no one could resist the charm of snacks!
At the foot of the mountain, the engineering team responsible for repairing the tap water in the village has been busy with the work, bringing in the villagers' manpower.
With so many people from other villages coming, the village is very lively.
The sound of everyone's gossip reached the mountain.
Gao Qinghe pricked up his ears and listened for a while. All he heard was that the young man had a strong physique, and the captain of the engineering team didn't know that there were no such topics when looking for a wife.
Occasionally, there were a few small words about her and Jiang Baohai.
But whenever she is mentioned, Secretary Zhou will inevitably be mentioned, saying that Mrs. Zhong was so angry yesterday that she almost beat up the pigs at home.
This morning, as if to get back at someone, the Zhong family sent their second daughter-in-law to the store to buy soy sauce.
Chunfang said proudly that in a few days Zhou Zhenghua would go to meet his future father-in-law with his girlfriend who was a teacher at the No. 1 Middle School in the county.
I heard that my future father-in-law is a high-ranking official and all his connections are from the provincial capital.
From now on, with the support of Yue's family, her uncle will sooner or later be transferred to the county town to become a high-ranking official.
Everyone loves to watch the fun, and someone immediately asked:
"Are you planning to compete with the Gao family to see who can find a better partner?"
Chunfang smiled and said nothing, but her meaning was correct.
People secretly began to compare the two families. Some people said that the coal boss was rich and Gao Qinghe was beautiful, and they were a talented couple with a beautiful face. They were such an excellent combination that you couldn't find anywhere else in the village.
Another group said that power and money are power and money. Power means everything. No matter how rich a coal boss is, he is still an individual business owner and still has to obey the officials.
Neither group of people could convince the other, and the more they talked, the more excited they became, and the content became more and more explosive.
Finally, Huang Yanqiu, who was passing by, yelled at her, and everyone was so frightened that they thought she was crazy and hurriedly hushed her.
"Qing He, why are you here?"
When Huang Yanqiu saw Gao Qinghe on the mountain, her jaw dropped in surprise.
Gao Qinghe sat on a straw hat under the shade of a tree, swinging a piece of grass in one hand and peeling a slice of sour orange and putting it into his mouth with the other hand, looking leisurely and contented.
Hearing the surprised voice coming from halfway up the mountain, he raised his hands to block his eyes and leaned forward slightly to look down.
Seeing Huang Yanqiu's silly smile, he smiled and waved at her.
"Come up and play!"
Huang Yanqiu nodded excitedly. She drove the Zheng family's two yellow cows, one big and one small, up the mountain and let them graze on the slope.
Carrying a cloth bag and a hatchet, he rushed to Gao Qinghe in a few steps.
Gao Qinghe ran up the steep slope that had just made him gasp for breath and almost die, without blushing or breathing hard.
Gao Qinghe handed the remaining half of the orange to Huang Yanqiu, his eyes fixed on the cloth bag tied around her waist.
Huang Ying warned: "That orange is very sour, don't eat it."
Huang Yanqiu called her "Auntie" with a smile and shook her head to show that she was not afraid.
Peel off the skin and put half of it directly into your mouth.
Gao Qinghe looked at it, frowned and looked at Huang Yanqiu's reaction curiously.
"yue!"
Huang Yanqiu's face wrinkled with sour taste and she spat out the extremely sour orange in her mouth.
After finally spitting it out, I quickly took out the sweet potato in my pocket and took a few bites, using the sweetness of the sweet potato to suppress the sour taste.
"How did you manage to eat it? It's so sour that it's killing me!"
Huang Yanqiu looked at Gao Qinghe, who was laughing so hard that he held his stomach, with confusion.
Gao Qinghe panted, "Think about it, if, if it was really delicious, how could I have eaten half of it and still have half left for you?"
Huang Yanqiu: “…”
Huang Ying couldn't help laughing, what a silly girl.
"Here, let me give you something delicious to make up for it."
Gao Qinghe handed over the cloth bag that her grandmother had packed for her.
Huang Yanqiu's eyes lit up with surprise.
He happily took out two bags of spicy strips and a handful of glutinous rice strips, and also took a can of Jianlibao, then happily sat on the grass beside her and ate them with big mouthfuls.
"They were saying bad things about you at the foot of the mountain, but when I heard them and yelled at them, they didn't dare to fart at all." Huang Yanqiu said proudly.
Gao Qinghe nodded, indicating that he had seen it all.
Huang Yanqiu finished two bags of spicy strips in a short while and felt so happy that she wanted to stand up and dance.
He drank another half can of Jianlibao, dug a small hole in the earth to put the bottle down, got up and ran to the woods to pick up a bunch of firewood.
She skillfully built a fire and roasted the sweet potatoes she had brought.
He told Gao Qinghe: "Watch the fire. I'll go chop two bundles of firewood. We'll eat them together later. These sweet potatoes are so sweet and delicious!"
He stood up and took the hatchet, but he was still a little worried and waved to Gao Qinghe who was leaning against the fire.
"Forget it. Just stay aside to avoid burning your hands. If you see the fire is almost out, call me and I'll take care of it."
Then he picked up his knife and went into the forest.
Gao Qinghe sat happily aside waiting to eat the roasted sweet potatoes.
Huang Yanqiu worked very hard. He quickly chopped down two bundles of firewood, tied them up with straw vines, picked up a thicker piece of firewood as a shoulder pole, and carried it down the mountain and put it on the roadside.
Without even taking a breath, he rushed over to add firewood to the fire and turn over the sweet potatoes.
The aroma of roasted sweet potatoes is already wafting out, there are two in total.
Huang Yanqiu peeled one for Gao Qinghe, wrapped it in leaves and handed it to her, "Be careful with the heat."
She and Huang Ying shared the remaining one.
Huang Ying opened her lunch box and said that she had some, and let Huang Yanqiu eat one for herself.
Seeing that the child was dark and thin, I simply shared half of the food I brought with her.
There was no meat in the dish I made this morning, but the fried potatoes were still very fragrant.
Huang Yanqiu said, "I'll help you finish planting this field later."
Knowing that she was embarrassed, Huang Ying nodded without refusing and gestured for her to eat quickly.
Huang Yanqiu felt that she had a too big appetite. She was only 70% full for breakfast, but now she was hungry again.
Old Mrs. Tian’s cooking skills are well-known in the village. Although they are both potatoes, Huang Yanqiu thinks the ones from Gao’s family are more fragrant.
Seeing her wolfing down her food, Gao Qinghe reminded her, "Eat slowly. This is bad for your stomach."
Huang Yanqiu smiled innocently and slowed down.
But the habit formed since childhood cannot be changed in a short time, and soon I will go back to eating like a wolf again.
Gao Qinghe didn't say anything to her anymore, his brows slightly furrowed.
Her uncle Huang is a useless man, but he has children one after another.
With so many people needing to eat, no one can get enough.
When she was a child, Huang Yanqiu did the most work and was also the last one to arrive at the table for dinner.
But there was never a separate portion of food on the table left for her.
The little girl felt hungry several times before she realized that she had to go home early and grab a share of the food at the table.
In order to eat more food, I was forced to learn to eat as quickly as possible.
This habit has continued to this day, and even though living conditions are better than before, it has not changed.
Gao Qinghe looked at the fragrant roasted sweet potato in his hand and suddenly felt that it had no taste.
Huang Yanqiu's eyes immediately swept over, "Are you full?"
As soon as Gao Qinghe nodded, Huang Yanqiu took the roasted sweet potato from his hand and ate it in a few bites.
"You really are..." Gao Qinghe didn't know what to say. He was a little angry, so he hit her with the grass he had just broken.
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