Raising children in an ancient county

After the two husbands and wives discussed, the sun was about to set.Qiao Shen went to the kitchen to cook dinner, while Qi Shuo bathed little Changle in the yard.

Qiao Shen planned to make spicy braised wings this time, but unfortunately there were only 2 chicken wings, chicken legs and chicken feet, so he had to marinate more lotus root and dried beans.

Children can't eat spicy food, and the chicken is not delicious when marinated, so Qiao Shen rubbed the chicken with salt and ginger, stuffed the chicken belly with spices, then wrapped two layers with fine gauze, and buried it in a tile filled with coarse salt. In a jar, make salt baked chicken.

The smell of marinade came from the kitchen, the air was choked with chili peppers, Xiao Changle Aqiu Aqiu sneezed a little.Qi Shuo poured warm water, hugged Xiao Changle, took off his clothes and wanted to put it in the tub, Xiao Changle's body trembled with a small sneeze.

Qi Shuo bent the corner of his mouth and held the naked little Changle in his arms temporarily. Little Changle's small body was warm, like a little sun. Qi Shuo felt the delicate and tender baby fat under his big palm, and his heart was infinitely satisfied .Little Changle's white, soft and plump appearance now, how can there be any shadow of being weak and thin before?

"Da da... eat..." Xiao Changle began to spit out word by word. Qiao Shen talked to him every day, and he listened a lot, and began to express a response.

"Well, it's not all right, son." Looking at Xiao Changle's smacking mouth, Qi Shuo let him sit in the wooden basin and began to wipe his body with a cloth towel.

"Da da... da..." Xiao Changle and Xiao Fei grabbed his father's little arm.

"Well, Daddy is cooking." Qi Shuo rolled up his sleeves, his arm muscles tightened, and he felt the warmth of his small, soft palms on his arms, and he gently wiped his son's belly.

"Father..." Xiao Changle actually popped out a standard sound.

"Well, good son." Qi Shuo responded with a smile, encouraging his son to continue talking.

"Da... Dad... eat?"

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Listening to the father and son talking outside, Qiao smiled deeply in relief. He often told Qi Shuo to talk to his son more and encouraged him to speak. Qi Shuo did a good job.

Qiao Shen wiped his hands and went out. One was simmering and the other was simmering on the stove. It will be fine to start the pot when the time is almost up.

Moved a bench and sat on the sidelines watching Qi Shuo bathe his son, Qiao Shen had no intention of helping at all, the couple teased their son under the willow tree, teaching him to speak.

The first standard word in Xiaochangle Club is 'eat'. Qiao felt ashamed. He was not a particularly greedy person, but he had a family to feed, so he spent a lot of thought on making food.And Qi Shuo is not a person who cares about appetite, but his son Xiao Changle is a complete snack.

The stewed pork in the stove became more and more spicy, and the smell wafted out to make people salivate. It was almost ready to be cooked. Qiao Shen went in and put it on a plate and brought it out.

Qi Shuo, who has a deep flavor of spicy and braised meat, ate all the stewed meat, lotus root and dried tofu with sesame seed cakes. Qi Shuo's affirmation made Qiao Shen full of confidence in opening a spicy and braised meat shop.

The salt-baked chicken cooked by Qiao Shen is rich in flavor, smooth in skin and smooth in meat.The chicken has absorbed the salt air and has a moderate taste. Peel off the salty chicken skin on the outside, and the chicken inside is delicious and attractive. I tore some chicken and fed it to Xiao Changle. Xiao Changle smiled happily after eating it.

Half of the chicken went into Xiao Changle's stomach, and Qiao was deeply afraid that he would not sleep well at night due to overeating, so he asked Qi Shuo to tease him to walk around in the yard to digest food.

Qiao Shen mixed the water and went into the wing room to take a bath. Xiao Changle was not in the room, so he was liberated.Parenting can be exhausting, no matter what you're doing, next to you will be crawling on top of you, and you won't be idle for a moment.

Under the moonlight, Xiao Changle wandered around the yard gropingly. Qi Shuo's tall and muscular body stood behind him, giving him a full sense of security.

Xiao Changle walked near a row of chili peppers, he squatted down with his hands in his hands, his buttocks pouted, the evening wind blew the young pepper leaves, and gently swept Xiao Changle's face.

Xiao Changle was harassed by the itchy face, sneezed a little, and then laughed, "Hahaha..."

Infected by his son's laughter, Qi Shuo also squatted down, wiped his son's face with a big hand, and slapped his forehead, "Isn't it itchy? Son."

Little Changle tilted his head, avoiding his father's palm, stretched out his little paws to grab the pepper leaves, pulled off a small leaf, and held it in front of him for a closer look.

In the dim moonlight, little Chang Le stretched out his thin eyelids, his eyes were so wide that he couldn't see clearly, then he pinched the little leaf and fed it to his mouth...

Qi Shuo stopped his son from eating chili leaves, "This is not edible, didn't we just finish dinner?"

Little Changle stared blankly at the little leaf that was thrown on the ground by his father, and made an ah, trying to pinch it with his short little fingers, but he couldn't do it after pinching for a long time.

So he pouted his fleshy mouth, stretched out his hands to grab the pepper seedlings, this greedy little guy actually wanted to pull up the whole tree...

Qi Shuo is the type of letting go and raising children, and he only corrects his son in the general direction.At this moment, as long as Xiao Changle doesn't mess with the vegetables grown in the yard and doesn't waste the food, he will let his son do it.

"No, be careful, your dad beats your ass." He pinched his waist and lifted Xiao Changle, like serving a dish, and carried his son's meatball away from the poor pepper field in the courtyard.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh" Xiao Changle kicked her short legs in the air and protested with ahhh.

Until his father handed him a small wooden stick, the wooden stick was polished smooth by Qi Shuo, but he was not afraid of pricking his son's delicate little palm.

Xiao Chang happily tapped the wooden stick, immediately forgot to eat the chili leaves, and tapped and poked in the yard.

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One day before returning to the village, the couple took their son to the street, first went to the cloth village, and was greeted by an errand runner from the cloth village.

"Masters, do you look at the ready-made clothes or the material?" asked the little cloth head of the cloth shop.

"Clothing? Let's take a look at the clothes first." After Qiao Shen finished speaking, he put Xiao Changle in the place, and led him and Xiao Er to look at the clothes.

The hanging clothes were embroidered in a rich and noble style, either blue or indigo, and the color had a unique luster of satin. Qiao Shen was not satisfied after looking at it. Most of the village needed work, and it was not easy to do things if it was too delicate.

"I bought it for the elders in the family. The color is a bit bright, so I'm afraid it's not suitable." Qiao Shen said to Xiao Er.

"Then look at this side, it's all made of cotton and linen." The little cloth head pointed to the other side.

Qi Shuo was slightly surprised when he heard Qiao Shen talking about the elders. The elders in their family were Qi's father and Qi's mother, so he asked, "Are you going to buy it for your mother?"

He thought that Qiao Shen saw that he was buying ready-made clothes for himself, but when Qiao Shen nodded in response, he stopped Xiao Er from taking out the clothes for Qiao Shen to see, and said, "You don't need to buy ready-made clothes, buy some materials, mother will do it herself." Do, and fit better."

Qiao took a deep look at Qi Shuo, "That's fine, you have the final say."

The two went to look at the fabrics, and held Xiao Changle in his arms. He chose navy blue and dark blue, and ordered four bolts of cloth for the two colors. Xiao Changle grabbed the cloth curiously in his arms.

"We Chang Le also like it? This is for grandma, Chang Le can choose one for grandma?" Qiao Shen hugged the little regular customer and handed it to his son so that his hand could reach the fabric.

"Yes..." Xiao Changle grabbed a maroon cloth and wanted to pull it into his arms, but his little face held back his energy and pulled it hard.

Qiao Shen grabbed Xiao Chang Le's hand and coaxed: "Okay, I want this one too, let my little brother wrap it up, we Chang Le will be able to buy things, what else do you want?"

Qiao Shen simply put his son on the ground and let him see for himself, "You choose, and Daddy will pay you the money."

Qi Shuo watched Qiao Shen interacting with his son, and his heart was moved. He even felt that he was loved.As a son of man, filial piety to his parents is a matter of course. Maybe Qiao Shen never treated his parents directly in the past, so today he is a little moved, right?

In the end, I also bought the white and earthy yellow that Xiao Changle chose. Probably children like brighter colors. Six pieces of cloth plus some buckle accessories. I paid for it and made an appointment to pick it up later. The family of three only came out. Cloth village.

He also bought chicken and duck lean meat, intending to marinate some spicy food for his family to taste; Qi Shuo went to buy some wine, which Qi's father usually loves; Qiao Shen went to Lin Fuji to buy some sweets for his nephews.

When he got home, Qiao Shen didn't rest, and began to marinate the spicy food in the kitchen, making mooncakes with lotus seed paste and egg yolk.And Qi Shuo led Xiao Changle to the backyard, and cultivated a small field by the wall, planning to plant cabbage as well.

Our little Chang Le was holding a small wooden stick, his father was digging in front, and he was poking behind, Qi Shuo looked back and saw that he had nothing to do with it, so he just let him go.

Under the guidance of Qi Shuo, Xiao Changle took a few chili seeds and walked to the edge of the small pit dug by his father. With a raised hand, he threw the seeds into the small pit, and Qi Shuo buried them with a smile.

After the peppers were planted, Qi Shuo walked to the edge of the well, washed his and his son's hands, and wiped Xiao Changle's face to get rid of the heat.Little Chang Le squatted beside the small bucket, patting the water with his short hands to play, and Qi Shuo squatted behind his son to protect him, playing in the water with his son, enjoying this moment of tranquility.

It wasn't until the voice of Qiao Shen shouting for dinner came from the front yard that Qi Shuo picked up his son and went to the front yard.Qiao Shen set up the dishes and sat down to eat. Xiao Changle stood by the table and chatted with his father gesticulating: "Daddy, slap... hot..."

Little Chang Le made a throwing motion with one hand, and stamped the ground with his little foot when he was done, Qiao was deeply confused.

Qi Shuo bent his mouth and translated with a smile: "Chang Le planted peppers for you just now, and the backyard is also full."

Qiao understood deeply. Looking at the dancing little Changle, he hugged Xiao Changle with a smile, buried his face on Xiao Changle's chest, and rubbed the baby's soft flesh, "That's great, we Changle can already farm the land." .”

Little Chang Le rattled, showing his small white teeth, and his big smiling eyes bent into small crescents. He stretched out his small hands to grab Qiao Shen's hair, with a lot of strength, but in the sense of adults, it didn't hurt at all.

"Reward my son with a big cake." Qiao Shen grabbed a large piece of steamed egg cake and gave it to Xiao Changle. Xiao Changle loved it very much, but Qiao Shen seldom made it, and it took a lot of effort to stir the egg whites.

Seeing the smiling faces of his husband and son, Qi Shuo ate even more deliciously.