Honey in oil gl [gourmet]

Qinghe chased him out and took a look, the backs of the two had already entered the house, so she had to slowly tidy up the stove by herself, and with her left hand awkwardly poured out the stewed tube bone soup mixed with yam and radish, the clear radish And the looming yam under the soup, and the fat and thin meat corners left on the bone, it smells extraordinarily delicious, not much worse than those dishes made of pure meat.

But she didn't have a hand, so she hesitated for a long time, Qinghe went out and planned to call someone, when the door opened, the cold wind blew in, she shivered, and retracted her hands behind her back.

"Qingqing, why don't you eat?"

After Erbai finished speaking, he scratched his head.

Because of running around, her hair loosened a lot. When she saw the pot of soup on Qinghe's left, her eyes lit up, and she pointed to the soup in disbelief, "Is this a bone?"

"Correct."

"That bare bone... made of soup?"

Seeing Erbai's unbelievable face, Qinghe smiled, and rolled back his hair, "Idiot, bones are good things, I'll let you see them later."

"Let's go, Yangyang should be in a hurry."

"Uh-huh."

"Wow, sister, it's not a holiday today. Why are there so many dishes?" Qingyang held a spoon in his left hand and chopsticks in his right. It smells so good, pouted and asked his sister.

"Little bastard, you still pick and choose when I give you food. Your sister is in a good mood today, and she doesn't have to cook by herself, so she cooks more when she is happy." Qinghe said and patted Erbai, "Thank you Erbai, she did all of these with her own hands."

Qingyang was chewing a glutinous rice ball in his mouth. This ball was glutinous and fragrant, with a little meat oil, soft and delicious. He was eating it vigorously, and when he heard this, he was surprised and stuck in his throat. Coughing in the dark, his face flushed.

"Cough, cough, cough—"

"Slow down, don't choke." Qinghe used his left hand to run along Qingyang, and Erbai cleverly scooped up half a bowl of soup and handed it over.Qingyang took a few sips to get better, and said "thank you" awkwardly, his eyes were still fluttering, and he looked up.

Qing He couldn't help laughing, and couldn't help but secretly said in his heart: This child is really awkward and cute.

Seeing that everyone was eating with gusto, Qinghe picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup a little uncomfortably, looked down at his splinted arm, and glared at his right hand: Hand, hand, when will you recover? ?Without you, I really have nothing to do.Only today did I realize how powerful you are.

Someone accidentally took the spoon in his hand.

Qinghe turned her face to look, and found that Erbai was holding a spoon and refused to return it to her, "Hurry up and eat your food, don't make trouble."

Erbai was sitting on Qinghe's left, so when Qinghe looked at her from the side, the light red scar on the left side of his face was very obvious on his fair face.Erbai didn't speak, just stared at it for a while, then quickly withdrew his gaze, raised his hand high, and smiled again, "No, Qingqing, I'll feed you."

"Hey, that Erbai, why are you bullying my sister, be careful of me, me..." Qingyang actually wanted to say, 'be careful, I'll beat you', but in his mind he kept recalling that his master once said, 'a man must behave properly' , the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't speak.

He was angry with himself, felt that he was useless, stomped his feet bitterly, stood up and wanted to grab the spoon.

"Give me! Give me! Give me the spoon!"

Erbai stood up, held a spoon in her hand and took it in front of Qingyang, but she had good eyesight and quick hands, and Qingyang couldn't get it with her face flushed. She was having fun, and she was slapped on the buttocks. , she subconsciously covered her buttocks and shouted.

"Mother, don't hit me!"

After speaking, he clutched his butt and froze on his seat.

Qingyang:? ?

Qinghe: ...

"Are you still eating?"

Qing He looked calm, as if he hadn't heard anything, and greeted the two to go back to their seats for dinner.

Qingyang hesitated to speak, opened his mouth several times and still didn't know what to say, so he sat back obediently and picked up his chopsticks to eat.

"Qingqing, I'll feed you." Qinghe nodded, but Erbai lost the excitement and joy just now, and always felt that there was something in his heart, heavy, and his mind was churning, but after careful consideration, it became a mess.

The three of them had their own concerns, and the meal was jubilant at the beginning, but it became more dull and boring after eating, Qingyang quietly turned his head to look at Erbai, and found that her face was tense, and she was seriously feeding her sister a bite of food.

"Yangyang—"

Qingyang took a peek and heard someone calling him, he trembled in fright, and dropped his chopsticks to the ground.He nana said, "Sister, what are you doing?"

"Go to the cellar behind the kitchen and take out the wine I put in last year. Be careful not to break it. If it feels heavy, ask Erbai to help you."

Qingyang responded and ran out quickly.

"Erbai, do you know how to drink?" She blocked the spoonful of soup Erbai handed over with her left hand, signaling that she would not eat it.

Erbai shook his head, "I don't know."

"Just try it later and you'll know."

Not long after, Qingyang came back holding a jar of wine with great difficulty, and uncovered the red cloth stuffed on it, a strong aroma of wine permeated the whole room, just smelling the sweet aroma that rippling people's hearts was a little bit drunk.

Qinghe took a small sip of the bowl of sake that was poured out. Although it is not as good as those famous wines that are complicated to make, it has a Jiangnan style, with a sweet and sour taste, so nostalgic.

"This is called glutinous rice wine. The people in the north here also call it sweet wine. Unfortunately, you think it is not strong enough. The wine is mild and soft. Not many people like it. Unfortunately, we people in the south like this. Erbai, you can try it." Look, this is the rice wine I brewed last year, I just remembered it today."

Erbai would never refuse something Qinghe handed her, so she took a sip full of anticipation, looked at Qinghe's eyes, she frowned slightly and nodded, "It's delicious, Qingqing, you are really amazing."

When Qinghe heard this, she drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, her snow-white cheeks flushed, her voice was pretty and soft, with the gentleness and softness of a southern girl, and a little bit of complacency, "That's, this is I remember that the proprietress made it, can it be delicious?"

"Sister, you are drunk."

Qingyang stood by the wine jar, looking at Qinghe worriedly.

My sister has a light drinking capacity, and she gets drunk every time she drinks two or three bowls. The next day, she still has a headache and her complexion turns pale, and she doesn't know how to restrain herself.He was anxious, but he couldn't stop it directly. After all, my sister hadn't been this happy for a long time.

"Come, come, it's too boring to just drink alcohol, sister Yangyang will allow you to drink a bowl of wine today, let's guess the riddle!"

Qinghe drank the wine in the bowl again, put it on the table boldly, didn't care about the bang, just wiped the liquid from his mouth with his sleeve, stood up and took a few big steps, "Yes! "

I saw her face was red, her hair was messy, her eyes were shining brightly, she was extremely excited, "Erbai, listen!"

"The linen clothes are in the white folder, and the red shirt is wrapped around the body. Baibai is fat and fat, and contributes to the construction of the country." Qinghe clapped his hands and pointed to Erbai to ask her to guess. Qingyang knew the answer as soon as he heard it, thinking to himself Seeing that my sister is too cheating, this mystery is too simple.

So I was eager to answer.

It's a pity that this riddle was given to Erbai, Qinghe made a stop gesture, "Yangyang, don't talk, it's not your turn yet."

So Qingyang had no choice but to watch Erbai unwillingly... Embarrassed!

I saw Erbai scratching his ears and cheeks, walking around anxiously, looking left at Qinghe, right at Qingyang, and winking at Qinghe, wanting her to give some hints, but Qinghe couldn't, so he beckoned for Erbai to come over , knocked the melon seeds on her head, "What do you like to eat on weekdays, it tastes delicious and..."

"peanut!"

Before Qinghe finished speaking, Erbai immediately shouted loudly, Qingyang looked at her with a grimace and laughed at her, "It's so simple, I need my sister to remind me."

"Fine wine fine." After speaking, Qinghe winked at his younger brother, Qingyang jumped off his seat cleverly, and poured three bowls of wine in a row.

Qing He originally intended that one bowl would be enough, but Qing Yang thought: Sister, you didn't say the amount, so I'll understand it myself.

Erbai didn't refuse, he took a mouthful of a bowl very generously, wiped his mouth and continued.

To her, drinking this bowl of wine is like water, no, it's sugar water, with a slightly sweet taste, but it's a pity that it doesn't taste like alcohol at all.

Qinghe asked her two more questions again and again, but unfortunately she just didn't guess it, and said that Qinghe was also thirsty, and poured a bowl of wine as water to quench his thirst, "It's Yangyang's turn."

"There is soil to grow crops, water to raise fish and shrimp, there are people who are not you and me, and horses to travel all over the world."

"also!"

Almost as soon as Qinghe finished speaking, Qingyang continued to answer, "Sister, I have played your crossword puzzle a few days ago, it is too simple."

"Two shapes and one body, four branches and eight heads. Four eight one eight, flying springs flowing upward."

Qing He propped his chin to think for a while, said this crossword riddle, saw his younger brother frowning in thought, proudly pulled Erbai's sleeve, and whispered in her ear: "Let me dispel this kid's arrogance." After speaking, he put his back on his back and smiled, Erbai secretly looked at Qinghe who was close at hand, she smelled slightly of wine, her cheeks were as red as fire, and her eyes were shining brightly under the light, Erbai couldn't help but look at her. Live in your heart.

Qingqing is so beautiful.

"well--"

Qingyang jumped up in a hurry, and answered excitedly. Qinghe gestured more powerfully, raised the bowl and swallowed again, "Yangyang is so powerful, my sister is proud of you."

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell down.

Fortunately, Erbai had quick eyes and quick hands, and he was close and quickly stretched out his arms to hug Qing He.

"sister--"

Qingyang was so frightened that he closed his eyes. When he came back to his senses, a gust of wine-smelling wind passed by. When he opened his eyes, he saw Erbai's back and his sister's disobedient right hand, coming from Erbai's shoulder. Straight out.

After finally tidying up the outside, Erbai hurried back to the house, supported his hands and turned his head to watch Qinghe sleep.

"Hot...so hot..."

Qinghe couldn't sleep well, and kept pulling at her neckline with her hands. Erbai, who was guarding against Qinghe's right hand, couldn't help swallowing when she saw the white and greasy skin inside the blue-gray cotton clothes. , quietly blushing.

In the middle of the night, Qinghe fell asleep soundly before she lifted the quilt, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Unfortunately, early in the morning, she was awakened by the noise at the door.

Taking a look at Qing He, whose cheeks were slightly rosy, sleeping soundly, Er Bai quickly got out of bed, put on his clothes and went out.

She wants to see who is arguing like this in front of their house.