Crossing House has a virtuous wife

"Okay, Xiaobao, don't cry. Today, Uncle Qin asked Amu to bring you a pack of pastries," Chen Jing said, patting Xiaobao's head.

As soon as he heard that there were cakes, Xiaobao's crying stopped quickly, leaving only the hiccup sound after crying for a long time.

Chen Jing put Xiaobao on the chair, took the dry cloth towel she just received from his husband, and gently dried Xiaobao's hair.

"Stop crying, come here, Xiaobao is holding the pastries, and wants to eat with your father." Chen Jing took out the bag of pastries from her arms after Xiaobao finally calmed down.

"Husband, you stay with Xiaobao, you should be hungry when I make dinner." Chen Jing walked to the kitchen after finishing speaking.

"Daddy, sit down too, let's eat cakes together." The little fat man had obviously focused on the cakes.

Yang Yi looked at the little fat man, sure enough, children are foodies, and when they got food, they forgot everything they were afraid of.

Yang Yi hugged the little fat man who had stood up and sat back on the chair. The pastry had been opened, and there were more than a dozen square mung bean cakes and red bean cakes inside, which were as big as mahjong.

The little fat man was a very sensible child. He grabbed a piece of mung bean cake and handed it to his father's mouth.

Yang Yi took a small bite on it, the mung bean cake was soft and glutinous, very delicious.

After his father took a bite, Xiao Bao stuffed the rest into his mouth, his little mouth was bulging, and he swallowed it after just a few bites.

"I'll eat it for you, Daddy," the little fat man handed the oiled paper bag in his hand to his father. He remembered that these were all for his dad in the past, and he could just eat a piece. The little fat man remembered it firmly, although it was delicious, But Dad is always in poor health and needs to eat more.

"Little fat man, Daddy is eating a piece of red bean cake, Xiaobao, you can give one to E-Mum." Yang Yi took a piece of red bean cake from the oil paper bag, and after the pastry was like mouth, Yang Yi realized that it was not red bean cake at all. It should be jujube cake, and the taste is still very sweet and greasy.

"Great, Daddy will take it first." The little fat man picked up a piece of mung bean cake from inside, and ran into the house.

Chen Jing looked at Xiaobao who ran in. He was boiling water and was about to deal with the pheasant.

"Xiaobao's house is boiling water, go play with daddy," Chen Jing stuffed a handful of dry branches into the stove.

"Mum, open your mouth first. Ah, hurry up, hurry up." The little fat man showed Chen Jing a demonstration.

Chen Jing looked at the energetic Xiaobao and smiled, opened her mouth and let out an ah. When Xiaobao stuffed a piece of mung bean cake into his mouth, he froze for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Daddy asked me to feed E-Mum." Xiaobao said happily after completing the task.

"Thank you, Xiaobao. The pastries are delicious. Okay, your task is done. Go out, it's too hot here." Chen Jing patted Xiaobao's red face and said.

The little fat man was praised and ran out happily.

After the water boiled, Chen Jing put the chicken into the wooden basin, poured the hot water on the chicken one by one, and soon the water covered the chicken. He grabbed the chicken's feet and put the chicken in the wooden basin. Turned over a few times.

Seeing that it was almost the same, Chen Jing took the wooden basin to the stream outside and started to pluck the chickens. If you do it at home, it will smell bad, and it will be troublesome to clean up later.

The little fat man sat on Yang Yi's lap, and he stuffed it when he took the first bite. Afterwards, when Yang Yi fed him, the little guy began to eat in small bites. After eating, Yang Yi was afraid that the little guy would eat too much dim sum, and he would not be able to eat at night. This kind of pastry should be fine tomorrow, so he put it away and put it under the table cover. When he came out, he saw his mother going out with the tub in his arms.

A child and an adult followed Chen Jing outside.

"Mum, let me help," Xiao Bao said while squatting opposite Chen Jing.

"Little fat man, your mother didn't even agree. How can you put your hand in and see that there is no hot steam coming out of it? Little fat man, remember in the future, if it is smoking, it means it is very hot. Your hand can't If you stick it in, you'll get burned." The little fat man was caught by Yang Yi before reaching in.

"Xiaobao, your father is right. The water is very hot. If you put your hands in it, you will burn yourself. Ah Mu will recover soon. If you have nothing to do, go pick some bamboo leaves and fry them at night." Chen Jing smiled He said, he didn't want these two at home to help more and more.

The dishes in the evening were very rich. Some black fungus was put in the pheasant soup, roasted fish with black bean sauce, and some earth eggs chopped by his husband were put in the stir-fried bamboo leaf vegetables.When Chen Jing was cleaning the black fungus, he was afraid that it would be poisonous, so he chopped up a few black fungus and put them on the ground for the little pheasants to eat. Time to put a small handful.

Yang Yi took a sip of the chicken soup, it tasted very delicious. He first picked up a chicken leg for the little fat man, and then gave the other chicken leg to Chen Jing. In fact, Yang Yi prefers to drink soup and gnaw bones, as it is all meat He won't touch the chicken legs if he can't.

Chen Jing didn't refuse this time, he took a deep look at Yang Yi, her husband had never given him the best food like this before.

And the little fat man was so happy, chicken legs were his favorite food, he would just look at them in the past, Eminem would always leave two chicken legs to daddy.

When he was sleeping at night, Yang Yi watched Chen Jing take out a handful of fruit in his pocket. He saw that it was an olive. No wonder he always felt that the clear oil had a familiar smell. Could it be that the olive was pressed out.

"Where did you pick this thing, Chen Jing?" Yang Yi asked holding an olive.

"Houshan, it's not fully ripe yet. These few ripe ones fell off earlier. I picked them up and put them in my pocket. I forgot to dry them. They can be marinated in a little longer." Chen Jing said with a smile, this stuff is a good side dish when marinated.

"When it's ripe, let's pick some more, they can press out the oil." Yang Yi said excitedly, olive oil is relatively high-grade oil, and eating it is very good for the body.

"It can also produce oil. When we press tea seeds, we will put some olives down, and the oil will have a fragrance when it comes out," Chen Jing said. This is the first time he has heard that the pickled olives can also produce Come on.

"We still have tea seed oil here," Yang Yi said in surprise, which is also a good thing.

"When will we go to the mountains to pick up olives?" Yang Yi pulled Chen Jing and said, a little more oil can make more delicious dishes, in fact, Yang Yi, you are also a foodie, obviously you want to support your family, now I just know how to make delicious food.

"We'll go when it matures. Now it's time to go to bed, my lord." Chen Jing blew out the candle after Yang Yi lay on the bed.

In the early morning of the next day, the sun had already come out and the sun was shining into the room. Yang Yi finally opened his eyes. Not only did the little fat man sleep soundly, but he even crawled up half of his body to his chest. No wonder Yang Yi just felt that It seemed to be pressed by a ghost, but it turned out to be this little ghost.

Carefully moved the kid to the bed to lie down, Yang Yi got up and there was no Chen Jing in the yard, Yang Yi thought he might have gone to the field.

The white rice porridge under the table cover is already in a bowl. Today, there are not only crispy melons, but also a plate of marinated green beans. Yang Yi tasted the sour and sour ones, which were very good.

After eating, Yang Yi returned to the room, the little fat man was still sleeping, maybe it was because he got up too early yesterday.

Yang Yi sat in front of the bronze mirror and touched his forehead. He decided to take off the white cloth wrapped around his head, otherwise he would smell the stench.When Yang Yi took off the white cloth around his forehead, Yang Yi cursed in a low voice, "Damn it, there is no big wound on his forehead, only a small bag left, and it will hurt a little when he touches it.

He obviously has nothing to do, so why wear a white cloth around him.It made him think that it was really serious, and he drank the medicine for two days, which was really in vain.

Chen Jing went to the mountains early in the morning. The year before last, he sprinkled the seeds of crispy melons in a soil that is more suitable for growing crispy melons. The husband in the family likes to eat this very much, and growing crispy melons requires a lot of land. Just where it is planted.It's just that he didn't expect that he wanted to plant this year, but when he went, the ground was already full of crispy melon seeds.

Chen Jing was looking for big and small crispy melons in the bushes. Sometimes there would be children here to pick them, but when the weather got hot, the adults in the family would not let them run into the mountains. The crispy melons in the half-basket, large and small, were picked, and the old ones were not picked, and let it continue to grow, and when they were ripe, they would fall to the ground.

Chen Jing also picked some sour fruits, they grow up and down, some are blue and some are red, and they are really ripe when they reach purple, but this fruit is too sour, even purple and black It's so sour, and if you don't have a body, no one will pick it at all, but those birds often come to eat the sour fruit.

Finally, when she came back, Chen Jing saw some soil eggs again, because the bamboo leaf vegetables with the ground eggs added last night tasted very good, and she naturally picked some after seeing them today. Chen Jing knew that this thing would not be poisonous, because The leaves on the top are what they used to pick to burn fish to remove the fishy smell.

After Yang Yi got rid of the obstructing cloth on his head, he immediately went to pour a basin of water, and went outside the house to pick the leaves that Chen Jing had washed the hair of the little fat man the day before yesterday. The leaves were very miraculous. After rubbing a few leaves in the wooden basin, some bubbles appeared in the water. Yang Yi thought it was like acacia, and it could be used to wash clothes.

Chen Jing never came back, and he was not familiar with this world, so after eating the little fat man, he took the little fat man to cut the grass and feed the chickens, and sprinkled coarse rice porridge on the little pheasants. Having nothing to do, the little fat man and Yang Yi sat under the eaves, staring at each other. In the end, Yang Yi thought that instead of sitting and waiting for Chen Jing, it would be good for him to catch some small shrimps, which are good calcium supplements. , not only he needs calcium supplementation, but also the three members of the family are at the time of calcium supplementation.

So when Chen Jing came back, she saw two people, one big and one small, fishing for something in the creek with bamboo baskets, and Xiao Bao, like her husband, poured it into the wooden barrel once in a while, and then again in a while, There are no fish now, and his husband is like a child who doesn't know what to catch in the water to play with. Chen Jing shook his head. After waking up, the husband really became a big child completely.

"Husband, the sun is so hot, why are you taking the little fat man outside to bask in the sun?" Chen Jing said standing behind Yang Yi.

Yang Yi was startled when he heard the sound behind him, he didn't hear the footsteps at all, it would scare people to death.

"Amu, you're back. Daddy and I are catching this. Daddy said that this is edible shrimp, and it's delicious when cooked." The little fat man said like a treasure, but he also caught a lot.

"Really, then take it back and burn it for you to eat, okay? Now go home first, it's almost noon, and you'll get heat stroke after drying it in the sun." Chen Jing said with a smile, there was already a lot in the barrel, although This food tastes very good, but it doesn't fill your stomach at all, and it will cause diarrhea after eating it. After taking it home, I will find a way to let my husband and Xiaobao feed these shrimps to the hen.

So Yang Yi, who wanted to catch more shrimps, had to go home with the little fat man. When Yang Yi saw Chen Jing put down the basket, his eyes lit up. Those were grapes. That was definitely grapes, Yang Yi. His mouth is watering. In the past two days, except for the food and the two pastries, he has not eaten a single piece of fruit. For Yang Yi, who had a piece of fruit almost every day in his previous life, that was really timely.

Yang Yi picked a purple to red grape and put it in his mouth. It was not the sweet taste of the grape in an instant, and it could make the teeth sore. Yang Yi spit it out with a bang, it was so sour , how can there be such a count of grapes.

Chen Jing didn't even have time to scream, she saw his husband eating the sour fruit, and seeing Lao Gao's frowning husband sticking out his tongue, Chen Jing felt that his husband was getting cuter and cuter.

"Daddy, why do you know how to eat sour fruit? The little fat man doesn't even eat it." The little fat man said curiously, he had never seen his father eat this before.

"Where did you pick this sour fruit, Chen Jing?" Yang Yi asked, he knew that wine in this world is very expensive, because a lot of coarse rice is used to make wine, and Chen Jing only knows when they are cooking meat dishes. I will sprinkle a little wine into it. Isn’t this ready-made grape a good thing for wine making? Add some sugar and seal it in a clay pot. It only takes a month or two to ferment it. At that time, not only when cooking at home, it can be ruthless Yang Yi is very excited, he feels that the opportunity to make a fortune has come.

But imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. When Yang Yi found out that the wine he made was sour, he realized that the wine was not so easy to make.