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

"Who said no, came back yesterday evening and talked like that." Zhou Dasao said with a lip.

"You don't have to quarrel with her, now with the child, don't be angry with yourself." Lin Qinghe said.

Dashou Zhou listened to her and comforted herself, but laughed: "I won't be relieved." Then she looked at the cloth in her hand and said, "I will make another winter coat for Sishu. Little, it ’s almost the same as making two sets of summer clothes for Uncle. "

"It's almost the same for him to make a summer dress, and the rest will make a set for the big baby and his brother, and they don't wear it." Lin Qinghe said.

Although Zhou Qingbai didn't bring any clothes back, there were two sets, that is, Lin Qinghe's view that he didn't have to wear it, but with the vision of this era, it was definitely enough, but he was given a set The writing is not bad.

Three children are really needed.

Lin Qinghe's speed is now very fast, because they are skilled in using the sewing machine, plus impatient to see the face on Tuesday, so it took two and a half days to make Zhou Qingbai's second winter coat.

The rest is Xia Yi, and Lin Qinghe also spent a few days to prepare these in the closet.

There is no need to go to the old Zhou's house to meet the face of Tuesday's sister-in-law.

In the morning, drinking millet porridge with salted eggs, Lin Qinghe said: "Today I have to pickle another batch, you eat too fast."

It took only a long time for the pickled eggs to be eaten almost last time. The father and mother Zhou took two passes, and two were four at a time.

Now there are only a few left, and the rest are eaten up by their father and son.

"I will go out and buy some eggs later." Zhou Qingbai nodded.

"Is there no lamb here?" Lin Qinghe asked.

"Not here." Zhou Qingbai looked at her and said, "Want to eat?"

Lin Qinghe shook his head and said: "Don't toss Da Lao Yuan to run to the county in this weather."

The last time he bought a bicycle, he also brought a pound of lamb back, and she put the wolfberry stewed lamb and wolfberry soup. The taste was really fragrant.

Although it was only a catty, the family was extremely satisfied.

Zhou Qingbai nodded and said nothing, but after taking care of the two little piglets after breakfast, he pushed the bicycle and carried the basket out.

Lin Qinghe continued to knit wool trousers at home and gave them to the baby, and she also wanted one. This day is too cold.

I thought Zhou Qingbai would go to the supply and marketing cooperative of the commune.

"This snow is so big, why did you go to the county?" Lin Qinghe couldn't help saying that his cheeks were flushed.

"It's not cold to ride a bicycle." Zhou Qingbai said.

Not only brought back the lamb, but also brought back five pounds of eggs.

Lin Qinghe told him to go to Kang and wait, she first boiled him a bowl of ginger soup and let him pour it out, and then taught: "You will take care of me next time!"

"Mother, Dad knows that you want to eat lamb, and specially bought it for you." Erwa said.

Lin Qinghe looked at Zhou Qingbai. When Zhou Qingbai touched the head of Erwa, she met her eyes with the obvious indulgence.

"Just what you will say!" Lin Qinghe was a little embarrassed and glared at Erwa.

Erwa grinned, Lin Qinghe picked up Sanwa and put it in Zhou Qingbai's arms: "Hug your son, he is warm all over."

Sanwa stayed in his father's arms and blinked at his mother with big eyes, indicating that he was very obedient and warmed his father.

"Don't eat beanbags at noon, eat lump soup." Lin Qinghe grunted and said.

The sticky bean bag was made a lot earlier, and there are still a lot left.

I originally planned to eat this bean bag at noon, but I changed my mind temporarily.

But the pimple soup is also the favorite of the big baby and their brothers, especially the pimple soup made by their mother is really delicious.

Pimple soup is very easy to make. Lin Qinghe has more ingredients, including chopped mushrooms, minced meat, and eggs. There are no delicious vegetables in this season, otherwise it is served with vegetables and tomatoes. The taste will be better.

Zhou Qingbai has no opinion on what her daughter-in-law does, and she eats whatever she does.

After the children had eaten enough, they went to Kang. At this time, it was still snowing outside. It was too cold.

Lin Qinghe chopped the mutton by himself.

Lin Qinghe put half of the weight of even the bones of the belt, and the rest half was left to continue eating tomorrow. It will not be damaged about this day.

Put it on the coal stove and stew it, and you can eat it at night.

"It's too cold this day. Your brother and I have put on clothes for me, and you are not allowed to drink cold water. If you tell me to drink cold water, you won't have anything to eat!" baby.

The baby shouted injustice: "I don't have it now!" And the winter is so cold, so silly before drinking cold water!

Lin Qinghe nodded: "If you don't, just eat lamb tonight and give you an extra piece."

"I want it too," Erwa said.

"All right, give one more piece." Lin Qinghe said.

Zhou Qingbai watched their mother and wife talking, focusing on Lin Qinghe.

Lin Qinghe glanced at him, coughing dryly and said: "I'm tired in the morning, sleep well."

"You sleep too." Zhou Qingbai looked at her.

Lin Qinghe's woolen pants were almost ready, so he put them away first, and the family took a nap on the kang. When he got up, Lin Qinghe continued to knit woolen pants.

Zhou Qingbai is no longer on the kang, this time is to make pig food for the piglets, he is busy.

Lin Qinghe felt that fortunately, there was still some wool at home that would allow her to pass the time, otherwise this day would be completely overwhelming, and it was really boring.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, she knitted the sweaters in her hands.

Then we started knitting the second one, because there was really nothing to do, and the speed of knitting pants was not slow at all.

There is really nothing to do in this snowy day.

The mutton and wolfberry soup in the pot was already fragrant. Lin Qinghe looked at the heat, and scooped something called Zhou Qingbai to send to Zhou and Zhou.

Even if Dawa, the snow outside is not too small, it is too cold this day, stay in the house.

"Mutton soup? You keep it for yourself, you don't need to take it." Mother Zhou said.

"My daughter-in-law asked to get it." Zhou Qingbai said, then went to the kitchen to get the bowl, and poured it out, just two bowls, and two pieces of lamb, one for each person.

Zhou Qingbai didn't stay much, and went back after they came out.

Father Zhou and Mother Zhou were unkind, so they drank the warm mutton soup.

"The skill of the old four is really good." Zhou Mu said while drinking soup.

Whether it is pickled eggs or this mutton soup and ginger jujube soup that will be sent from time to time, it tastes very good.

Moreover, Mother Zhou felt that her body had been warmed a lot this year. I do n’t know if it ’s the relationship between them.