After finishing the work in the capital, Xu Yuan handed the information in his hand to Jiang Er and returned to the valley.
By the time Jiang Yan finished dealing with all the affairs in the capital, it was already the summer solstice.
The rice in the valley has already sprouted ears, and the trees are full of early plums, apricots and peaches.
Xu Ning, Xu Yuan and the women of the Pei and Xu families were picking fruits with baskets under the trees, preparing to make various fruit wines.
Xu Ning picked a larger plum, wiped it on his clothes, put it in his mouth and bit it, and the juice burst out.
"Oh my, it's so sour!" Xu Ning's face wrinkled with sourness.
"Pfft, Ningning, you look like a steamed bun!" Pei Jiao also picked a plum and put it in her mouth, biting it while continuing to say: "It looks like a white and plump steamed bun with a few wrinkles on it!"
"Hahaha"
"You know what, they really look alike!" Old Mrs. Xu also tried to tease him.
Xu Ning protested, holding the uneaten plum in one hand and chasing Pei Jiao with her other hand to hit her.
Pei Jiao dodged it with a light flash, but she still didn't forget to provoke: "Oh, it seems I was right, you see, Baozi is still angry!"
"Ahhh, Sister Pei, shut up! You are Baozi!" Xu Ning said angrily, and his angry look was really no different from Baozi's.
Old Lady Xu and the others couldn't help shaking their heads as they watched the two people playing around. Old Lady Xu said helplessly, "They're still childish."
Zhang: "Mom, these plums are so sour. Besides making wine, they should be good for making preserved fruit."
"Meat stewed with preserved fruits is also delicious!" Pei Dazhuang raised his hand.
"Grandma, let's have sour plum duck for lunch!" Xu Ning chased Pei Jiao and shouted over here.
"Okay, let's eat sour plum duck! I really can't do anything about you!"
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