Back to the Sixties: Farm, Get Wealthy & Raise the Cubs

Calling them to come over, wiped the face of the three of their brothers, and washed their hands, which sent them off.

"Mother, it's time to cook." Zhou Dawa reminded.

The children are hungry fast, and at this time they are all hungry.

Lin Qinghe relied on the fact that their three brothers were still young, and they did n’t know what she brought back in her big package, so she went in and got an apple, without peeling. After washing, she cut the quarters for Zhou Dawa and Tuesday. One point.

As for Sanwa, Lin Qinghe took a spoon and scraped apple puree to feed her.

Zhou Dawa, on Tuesday, the two brothers did not expect to have such delicious fruit to eat. Although only a quarter, they were very satisfied.

Lin Qinghe is not worried, because there are apples and pears, but there are no grapes. She intends to eat the grapes quietly. Occasionally taking advantage of the absence of the two big ones, he feeds the small baby who ca n’t talk .

As for Chow Chow, it's too ghostly, don't give it to eat, so you don't have to eat trouble.

Half-feeded Sanwa, and Lin Qinghe ate the rest of her own. She finished eating early and said that Zhou Dawa and Tuwa shut her mouth off.

"Make meat for you, take care of your brother." Lin Qinghe got up and said.

Because the white bread at noon and the little half of the apple, Zhou Dawa and Tuesday were not afraid to listen.

Although they do n’t understand at a young age, they are not stupid. They feel that their mother seems better to them than before?

Lin Qinghe entered the kitchen.

There is only one earth stove in the kitchen, but the pot on the top is good, and the spatula is also good, although it is very old.

But these were all returned by the original owner after the separation, and she exchanged them with her family for a big price, but it was because of the guy who had this meal, so the old Zhou family only promised her to separate.

Otherwise, this big iron pan is a big problem, industrial tickets are not easy to get, and the old Zhou family does not.

Although the kitchen is simple, everyone is similar.

Ever since Xiaolin Qinghe lived with her grandmother in the country, although using this old stove pot is a bit handy, but still has the memory of the original owner, it is hard to stop her, brush the pot to boil water, and then come in the rice tank Meter.

There are rice in the rice jar and noodles in the other rice jar, but there are not many. The original owner did not want to buy rice noodles on this trip, so he bought cloth for clothes.

Lin Qinghe shook his head, took out a bag of rice from the space and poured it in, and took out a bag of noodles and poured it into another flour jar to fill the crock with eggs.

The three kids in the family don't care about these, and they don't count. At most, they know that there are more eggs and more meters, and how much they are. I don't know, so how can she come.

After finishing these, Lin Qinghe took a piece of lean meat from the space of about three or four, and she planned to make egg lean porridge.

The knife at home was very blunt. Lin Qinghe was kind enough to take a new old-fashioned kitchen knife from the space and use it.

These little radish heads at home, as long as she is not out of the ordinary, she is not worried at all, even if there is something out of the ordinary, then can she be more out of the original owner.

Besides, she collected these materials to make herself more comfortable, but not to collect dust.

My new knife is sharp. After washing, it is much easier to chop the meat. Three or four or two lean meats are quickly chopped. At this time, the water in the pot is also boiled, and the washed rice is poured into it, and then it starts. Stir with a large spoon to save the sticky bottom.

"Mother, what are you doing for us?" Tuwa asked when she appeared at the kitchen door sometime, blinking her eyes.

Lin Qinghe said: "Eat lean porridge with eggs tonight."

"Delicious?" Where did the baby eat egg lean porridge on Tuesday, but there are eggs and meat, just think about it, it must be very delicious.

"That's of course. You will swallow your tongue later." Lin Qinghe said.

On Tuesday, the baby heard that his mother was laughing, looked at her, and then came carefully to hug her leg tube. Lin Qinghe glanced down at him: "Why?"

"A Niang, you are so nice," Tuwa said, looking at her.

"Just know that I'm good, who's mother in the village is the stepmother, look at the lives of other children, and then look at your three brothers." Lin Qinghe said.

This is not a false statement. There is a stepmother in the village who enters the door. It is not easy for the ex-wife's children to be abused.

On Tuesday, the baby smiled and said, "Aniang, don't scare me."

"Don't scare you, take good care of your younger brother, and make a few new clothes for your brother this New Year." Lin Qinghe said.

"New clothes?" Zhou Dawa heard this as soon as she brought Sanwa with her eyes brightened.

"Ma'am, do I have new clothes?" Tuwa was also anxious.

Lin Qinghe opened the lid and turned his head back, saying, "You are obedient and do no bad things. There are delicious food and new clothes. But if you are not obedient, then wear me your broken clothes and eat your tortillas. "

"Obey!" The brothers shouted immediately.

"Talk!" Sanwa shouted.

Lin Qinghe looked at him with surprise: "Will Sanwa speak?"

"Ah." Sanwa immediately hugged her legs and piped.

Come on, it was beaten back to its original form.

However, Lin Qinghe didn't worry at all. In the author's writing, he was talking a little late. Later, he was the kind who could say that the Dao Dao can coax the little girl into anger.

Lin Qinghe said to the two big ones: "Do you know where to put the eggs, go in and get two from one person."

"Yes." The two older ones went in to get the eggs.

I took one in each hand for a total of four. Sure enough, the brothers didn't have any idea about why there were more eggs.

Lin Qinghe let Zhou Dawa go in to get the salt. At that time, the salt was the kind of big particles. Lin Qinghe glanced and sent out all three of their brothers.

Then I took out a pack of table salt and used it.

Now that there are materials in the space, she naturally has to use the materials in the space first.

Anyway, there are fifty pounds of edible salt in her space.

After the porridge was cooked, Lin Qinghe put the minced meat in it and evenly mixed it, knocked the egg in and stirred it, and added a little salt, this pot of lean meat porridge was just fine.

I don't know if the original owner hasn't eaten meat for too long, Lin Qinghe himself feels too fragrant.

Not to mention the three sons, all three brothers blinked in the kitchen and looked in.

"It's all waiting for me, it's very hot." Lin Qinghe took the bowl and gave it to Zhou Dawa. On Tuesday, the baby scooped a bowl and put it.

"I can blow my own food!" Zhou Dawa immediately said.

"I can too," the baby said on Tuesday.

On the other hand, Wednesday baby who was still unable to speak came over to hug her legs, screaming in her mouth, and her eyes were desperate to stare at the porridge.

Lin Qinghe picked up the baby on Wednesday and left the porridge in the kitchen to dry, so he brought the baby Zhou Dawa on Tuesday.