Dad: I will farm and raise children after quitting the circle

Chapter 464 This soup is delicious~
After the two little ones finished eating the chicken legs, Su Qinghe took the boy back home, and Yuan Bao didn't even have time to eat the chicken bones, so he could only follow him back with his mouth.

After Su Xiaoting washed her hands and chopped the vegetables, Su Meng also came back on his motorcycle.The motorcycle was a second-hand car bought for the convenience of getting in and out after Su Meng received his year-end bonus.

Originally without a license or certificate, Su Qinghe nagged a few words, and Su Meng went to apply for a license and test the certificate.

In poor and remote areas, unlicensed motorcycles are not uncommon, and there are even more unlicensed drivers. A motorcycle stopped on the main road is basically without a driver's license.Anyway, Nanling Town seldom checks cars. Even if they do, they can turn around and walk back or take a detour if they see them from a distance. Even if the police see them, there is nothing wrong with them.

It's ironic when you think about it. It is obviously an official measure to protect them, but it has become their reliance on breaking the law.

The motorcycle driver's license test is not difficult. It is said that the test is flattering. Usually, the tuition fee is paid.But many people are not willing to spend more than 1000 yuan.

"Dad, you're back!"

Hearing Su Xiaoting's sweet voice, Su Meng's heart warmed up. After a hard day's work, a daughter shouted, and all fatigue disappeared.

Seeing the sack in the corridor, he asked, "What is this?"

"Shan Jiangtou, Uncle Qinghe went up the mountain to dig it back. Grandmother gave some to me to take back." Su Xiaoting ran to take out a piece of mountain ginger, "Dad, isn't this just ginger? Why did Uncle Qinghe go up the mountain?" Dig so much back?"

"This is a good thing. It can be made into soup for health care, and it can be made into ginger bran to give white porridge. It can be sold for a minimum of one yuan per catty." Su Meng asked, "Have you cut the meat yet?"

"Cut the pork." Su Xiaoting replied absent-mindedly. When Su Meng said that the ginger head could be sold for at least one yuan a catty, her mind became active again. If she had known that she could dig the ginger head and sell it for money, she should have Ask the villagers what Shanjiangtou looks like, and she won't just wander around in the mountains.

How much money has not been earned, it hurts when I think about it.

Su Meng nodded, "Take out half of the chicken from the refrigerator tomorrow and cut it up. I'll cook chicken soup for you when I come back tomorrow night."

Then he asked, "Have you done your homework?"

"It's done." Su Xiaoting withdrew her mind. She did her homework very consciously. She didn't have much homework in the first grade. She finished it at school during the recess time at school. The rest of the homework was lost for ten or so years. It's done in minutes.

Su Meng turned over the snakeskin bag to look at the ginger head, and then went into the kitchen to prepare vegetables. He would not stop Su Xiaoting from using the kitchen knife, but would encourage her to cut whatever vegetables she wanted, and she decided everything by herself. Just be careful when cutting vegetables, don't cut your hands.

Su Xiaoting greeted Su Meng, and before night fell, she went out to pick up bottles with a large plastic bag.During this period of time, construction was going on everywhere in the village, and the construction team installed board houses to live in. There were a lot of waste bottles. Shuangtang Village was her territory, and she was the only one picking up waste bottles, and she harvested a lot every day.

Su Meng watched Su Xiaoting go out through the kitchen window, he didn't want to change Su Xiaoting, anyway, she kept her money for her own use, and he didn't ask.In the future, Su Xiaoting's schoolwork will be heavy, so she won't have the heart to pick up waste bottles.

As soon as the smoke rose from Su Meng's house, Su Qinghe's house was already having dinner.

"Father~ This soup is delicious~~"

Obediently took a sip of the ginger head chicken soup, and let out a sigh of satisfaction, just like when she drank the bear drink.

The ginger head has a slightly milky aroma. The boiled chicken soup is milky white and milky white, with a light circle of yellow chicken oil on the side. It looks very good and tastes not bad. Old hen, this pot of soup is rich in aroma, sweet and delicious.

Even Bai Zhi, who was tired of drinking chicken soup, drank two big bowls at once.

Seeing it obediently, he also picked up the small bowl and drank it vigorously, pouring out while drinking, just like a hero who is drinking heavily. After drinking, he smashed the small bowl heavily on the support board of the baby chair.

"Father~ still want~"

"I know you want more, but don't ask for it yet!" Su Qinghe said something that made her think hard, and then served her a meal, "You finish the meal first, and if there is room for you, Dad Let you drink soup again."

"No~ I want soup~~"

"If you only drink soup and don't eat, you will be hungry at night. Mom and Dad will be asleep by then. Who will cook for you? Be obedient, just order food like this, it's very little!"

The rice that Su Qinghe gave to Guaiguai was a little less than usual, and Guaiguai only ate a chicken leg before eating, so he couldn't feed her too much.

Obediently seeing no one to speak for her, she had no choice but to be obedient, scooping up rice with a spoon and stuffing it into her mouth angrily.It was as if the rice was not rice, but Su Qinghe.

Bai Zhi took some food for Xiaoguai, "Don't just eat plain rice, eat a la carte."

Su Qinghe asked the old lady again, "Mother, who has a stone mortar?"

The only stone pound in the village was gone, so the next best thing was to find a stone mortar to crush the ginger head.

The old lady thought about it, and finally shook her head and said she didn't know, so she had to ask.This thing used to be quite common, but now I don't see anyone still keeping it.

Su Qinghe told her not to ask. After dinner, he called Huang Zihua, "Is there any Wulianzi in your village?"

Although I told the old lady before that it's okay not to have a lot of money, but after thinking about it, I still think it's best.Few people in Nanling Town grow Wulianzi, and even if they do, they keep it for their own food, and there is basically no one in the town to buy it.On the contrary, Huang Zihua's village was quite populated with Wulianzi. Su Qinghe remembered that when he was a child, he would go to his grandfather's house during the Chinese New Year, and every time he would bring back a big bag of Wulianzi.

"It's almost April and you just asked me if I have any Wulianzi. I don't have any. I've picked them all up during the Chinese New Year." Huang Zihua didn't know how to complain about Su Qinghe, "You are a big boss, if you want to eat Wulianzi, you go outside Buy it."

"If you don't have to pick it, you can only buy it. You take Xiao Li to buy Wulianzi and Shijiu tomorrow, and ask him to bring it to me. I will make some ginger bran."

"Make mountain ginger bran, save some for me then!"

"Okay, bring a dozen catties of seafood in exchange for the weekend."

"Your ginger chaff is really expensive!" Huang Zihua complained, but still agreed, "It's fine, I'll go to my brother-in-law's house to get some, and he doesn't want my money for more than ten catties."

After he finished speaking, the old cousins ​​gave each other a dark "hey hey" knowing each other well.

After finishing the phone call with Huang Zihua, Su Qinghe called Xiao Li again, and when he explained the matter, Xiao Li agreed straightforwardly. Anyway, during this period of time, his work focused on the construction of rural kindergartens, sending things to Su Qinghe's home It's also a good way.

After everything was arranged, Su Xiaoting also came to class, Su Qinghe looked at the obediently sitting on the sofa and patted her bulging belly, and shouted: "My obedient, you have to go to class too!"

"Come on~~" obediently climbed down from the sofa, and read poems and characters with my father every night, which was no worse than playing together.

She is also a baby with knowledge in her head now!

(End of this chapter)