Chapter 167 Digging Wild Vegetables
Liu Qingqing would occasionally glance at her son playing from outside.
The hands kept moving.
It’s quite convenient to look after children this way!
But it is only limited to this short moment when I can't take action.
If children play alone for too long, it will affect their physical and mental health.
After making the roujiamo, she wrapped four or five of them in oil paper and put them into the space.
Besides food for adults, there is also food for children.
She had already added complementary food to Song Xiangyang. It was all sticky and muddy, and she found it disgusting just by looking at it.
In order to ensure that the complementary food she made would be popular with her son, Liu Qingqing refused to give her son a single bite of the food that the adults ate.
After thinking about it, I decided to just bring milk powder, bottles and apples.
As for complementary food, just feed him some when his father is not paying attention.
Everything was ready. Liu Qingqing remembered that her house had not been cleaned for two days. She glanced at Song Xiangyang, who was still having fun, and quickly threw out the cleaning machine.
I went in and coaxed him to sleep.
Oh, the child can crawl now.
He catches mice.
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At this time, there are celery, cat's paw, pigeon's arm, cucumber fragrance, monkey legs...
It's the season of crazy growth.
Guo Fengjuan transmitted countless strange, fun and unfamiliar wild vegetable names into her mind.
Except for a few that look eye-catching.
Liu Qingqing really couldn't tell the difference between so many varieties, and some vegetables looked very similar to weeds.
They are all the same broad leaves, with only slight differences in the serrations.
Forget it, just dig up whatever you know.
Liu Qingqing got up early in the morning and packed the things she needed to take.
Bamboo mat, thermos, roujiamo, small quilt...
There are so many things to do, and this is what happens when children are young and rarely go out.
Song Jinglin never asked about this matter.
Do whatever you are told to do.
Unlike that little one who talks too much and complains about having too many things.
It was already past nine o'clock when the two of them went out with their children and things in their arms.
Guo Fengjuan looked at the backs of the family of three and the corners of her mouth twitched. It really didn't look like the couple were going to pick wild vegetables.
I originally wanted to take Xiangyang back to help them look after him.
Look at what I brought.
Do you still have hands to carry the vegetables back?
Liu Qingqing also felt that she was being slow.
However, it is still very cold in the morning and evening, with a slight breeze blowing.
They went there at this time to avoid the children from getting cold.
After leaving the family compound, the road conditions were not very good. Liu Qingqing was sitting in the back holding the child, so for stability, she no longer sat sideways.
If someone really meddles in other people’s business, I’ll curse him to death.
Along the way, the mother and daughter were like birds out of a cage, and everything they saw was new to them.
Actually, there was nothing special about the scenery. I just felt suffocated and wanted to come out for some fresh air.
Song Jinglin listened to his son's "Ahhh" and his daughter-in-law's "Hahaha" behind him.
I'm in a good mood. Just taking my wife out to dig some wild vegetables can make my mother and daughter happy. These activities have to be arranged in the future.
Fortunately, Liu Qingqing tied a cushion to the bicycle. Although the ride was not comfortable, at least it didn't hurt my butt too much.
When we reached the foot of Dafeng Mountain, the bicycles could no longer go up.
Song Jinglin carried the car to a haystack and locked the lid.
Although bicycles are registered and numbered, there's no guarantee that there might be someone with bad intentions.
Following the path that their predecessors had walked before, the family of three went up the mountain.
Liu Qingqing was not in a hurry to dig wild vegetables.
Holding the child, I strolled slowly and looked around.
There were already a lot of rhododendrons blooming at the foot of the mountain.
It doesn't look much when taken alone, but it's quite beautiful when put together in groups.
As we entered the mountains, the air became fresher.
The couple only climbed a short distance before finding a flat spot to set out their picnic utensils.
This place probably has many villagers coming and going, and paths have been trampled out in many places.
I stopped going up the mountain because it got colder the higher I went.
The climates on the mountain and at the foot of the mountain are two different things. At the foot of the mountain it is spring and flowers are blooming, while on the top of the mountain it is snowing.
Sometimes it snows when there is a disagreement.
But today the weather is sunny and the temperature is high.
Although it didn't snow.
But if you climb further up, you will see the ice and snow melting.
Since she just came here to get some fresh air, Liu Qingqing still wanted to find a comfortable place to settle down.
First, lay the mat, then free the son from the small blanket.
Liu Qingqing stretched out her arms and breathed in the fragrance of the trees, flowers and plants.
Song Jinglin looked at his wife, feeling delighted, and went over to her...
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