The Sweet Stepmother and Her Cute Cubs - Chapter 208

The matter of Liu Shuixian will be put aside for the time being. Tonight’s food is comparable to the Chinese New Year. The chicken is a traditional white-cut chicken, and Li Yufeng, a fish from the reservoir, which weighs more than ten kilograms, has made three ways to eat it. The fish head is steamed in the ancient way. , The fish bones and fish tail are fried until golden brown, and the tomato tofu is used to make soup. The fish belly and fish meat are used for stewing yuba, and a large plate of fresh vegetables is also fried. I took a cucumber. Most people can’t eat such a good meal even during Chinese New Year.

The happiest thing is, of course, the small meat buns. Although the ingredients these days are all healthy and organic, my grandma’s family grew up eating whole grains, and the big roosters who have been stocked for a year and the wild big anhui that has been raised in the big reservoir for several years. Fish has already won in terms of ingredients, and Li Yufeng’s cooking skills are not bad. This small pork bun is enough to eat five bowls of rice!

The amount of vegetables he eats is actually similar to everyone else’s. He is not the kind of selfish child who doesn’t care about others and eats vegetables. After eating the fish soup, the last bowl was finished with the soup of the yuba braised fish and a little green vegetables.

When the little guy came back at the age of two, he could see that he could eat, but he never expected that he could eat so much when he was five years old. The amount of food is far more than a few big brothers who claim to be able to eat poor Laozi, the whole family. Everyone put down their chopsticks, and he was the only one who was still eating and pulling the vegetable juice for rice, which really shocked the old Su family.

The last grain of rice in the pot went into Xiaoroubao’s stomach, Li Yufeng saw him licking the vegetable juice on his mouth with an unfinished look on his face, and said distressedly: “Is Xiaoroubao not full? Why don’t my grandma give it to you again? Next bowl of noodles?”

“Cough, cough…” Su Zhenhua, who was drinking tea, almost choked. This five-year-old ate more than him, why did his mother think he was not full? Su Zhenhua finally knew what happened to Han Cheng’s weird look when he stopped Han Cheng from going grocery shopping.

Xiaoroubao put down the bowls and chopsticks with a satisfied face: “Grandma, I’m full!”

Su Xiaoxiao wanted to hug the cub from the chair, but couldn’t hold him, and finally Han Cheng took him down.

Xiaoroubao pouted and asked his mother to help him wipe it. Su Xiaoxiao helped him wipe his mouth and said, “Mother, Xiaoroubao has eaten too much today and can’t eat any more.”

Li Yufeng thought about the five bowls of rice, and swallowed the words again, replacing it with: “Just eat enough.”

Dabao and Xiaobao secretly asked the rice ball: “Do you eat meat buns like this every day?”

Onigiri shook his head and said, “No.”

Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to say “that’s okay” when he heard the rice ball add: “This amount is barely enough to eat, and sometimes I eat more than this.”

Dabao Xiaobao: “…??!” No wonder the small meat buns are the same size as the small dumplings, but they are a whole circle bigger than the small dumplings!

After the meal, the elder brothers were responsible for clearing the bowls and chopsticks. After the small dumplings were full for a while, Li Yufeng took her to take a bath first.

Sujia Village was powered on last year, but the old Su family hadn’t bought a fan yet. The weather was extremely hot, and there were many people waiting to take a bath at home. Su Xiaoxiao and Han Cheng went for a walk outside to digest their food first, and planned to take a shower last.

Sujia Village in summer has a unique charm.

It was also the first time for Hancheng to come to Sujia Village in the summer. There was no commercial atmosphere in the village these days. Everyone was living and breathing at sunrise. The afterglow of the sunset had already dissipated, but the sky was still flushed. Occasionally there are a few lights and there is no noise, and the barking of dogs, frogs and cicadas are particularly clear, giving people who have lived in the city a peace of mind to wash their minds.

“I like it here, but are these animals exaggerating?” Han Cheng has also been to the countryside, and he has heard a lot of frogs and cicadas, but tonight’s sound from nature is more like some kind of warning and whining , I don’t know if it’s because he listened less.

Su Xiaoxiao said: “It sounds a little unusual, I’m a little scared, go back and ask my parents.” Seeing no one around, Su Xiaoxiao took Han Cheng’s hand and tiptoed to kiss him on the lips After a while, “Let’s go back.”

In the dimly lit night, Han Cheng’s eyes darkened, pulling Su Xiaoxiao to hide behind a willow tree, holding her between his arms with a wall-like posture, bowing his head and giving her a long, lingering kiss. , until both of them were out of breath before letting go of each other.

“Hancheng…” Su Xiaoxiao’s voice was soft and tender, as if she was acting like a spoiled child.

Han Cheng couldn’t help but bowed his head and pecked her lips again: “Dear me, don’t call me that.”

Su Xiaoxiao felt something, didn’t dare to do it again, hugged his waist, rubbed against his chest, and asked softly, “Han Cheng, don’t you think we started dating after we got married?”

The sequence of other couples is to get to know each other and then get along and love each other.

Their order is reversed. When they meet, they talk about marriage. After marriage, most of the time revolves around their children. They get to know each other a little bit while getting along. When the children grow up, they will have time to fall in love. In the twenty-first world, this is probably considered a Let’s love first.

Han Cheng hugged her tightly and said, “It doesn’t matter, we still have decades.” This is what Han Cheng often says.

Otherwise, love makes people blind, and it is not too hot for two people to hug each other on such a hot day.

They only had each other in their eyes, and they didn’t notice Liu Shuixian, who was also coming out to breathe.

Su Xiaoxiao saved Liu Shuixian. She has no ill will towards Su Xiaoxiao now, but her marriage is not going well. Seeing that Su Xiaoxiao is so happy, it is false to say that she is not jealous. She is also a woman, and she also graduated from high school. It was also delayed by the movement for ten years. Why was Su Xiaoxiao able to marry into the city, be admitted to university, and live such a happy life, yet she was rejected again and again?

Liu Shuixian thought angrily, every time she tried her best, but every time she didn’t get a good result, her fate was really unfair, and she would really rather die if she was trapped in this old mountain village for the rest of her life.

When the couple came back from their walk, the family was almost done washing, and it was too hot in the house, so the cubs planned to spread the mat in the yard to sleep in the big bed, so that it would be cooler.

“Go to the county town tomorrow to buy two fans.” Han Cheng said.

It was really hot this day, and I don’t know how much hotter than the capital. The key is that there is no such sultry heat at all, which makes people feel a little irritable.

Su Zhenhua shook his head and said, “Since the nearby villages have been electrified, the supply of electric fans has been in short supply all the year round, and I can’t even buy a ticket. I have asked the poor people in the county to help me find the goods since the beginning of the year, but I haven’t been lined up yet.”

Su Xiaoxiao said: “If I had known that we had brought two sets back from the capital, it would have been easier to find these small appliances in the capital.”

Su Weimin shook the big sunflower fan and said, “I’ve gotten used to it for so many years. Which summer didn’t I come here? It’s just that when the electricity is turned on, everyone has more ideas, and their hearts are naturally cool.”

Li Yufeng wiped the sweat from his forehead, but was a little worried: “I think this year’s weather is getting hotter earlier than in previous years. Seeing that the double rush will soon arrive, I am afraid that the typhoon will come earlier, and the crops will be ruined. I will cook more sour plum soup this year. Let the big guys cool off with mung bean soup.”

Han Cheng and Su Xiaoxiao also talked about the abnormal sound of frogs and cicadas.

Su Weimin naturally noticed it too. He also noticed that the sunset glow this evening was a bit unusually red. He was most worried about the typhoon, nodded and said, “The weather is so stuffy, the red glow is also hanging all over the sky, and the snakes, worms, rats and ants can’t stay. Stay, I am afraid the typhoon will come early, tomorrow I will go to the fields to take a look, if the rice is still mature, this year’s double rush will have to start a few days earlier.”

The rice ball asked, “Grandpa, what is double grab?”

Su Weimin said: “Double robbing is rushing to harvest and rush to plant. Our farmers have the hardest day of the year. After the rice is harvested, the other has to start planting and planting. The time is very tight, and it has to be completed in ten days and a half, to put it bluntly. It’s just a race against time.”

Zhuzi asked, “Then why didn’t you harvest the rice earlier?”

Su Weimin said: “Silly boy, it would be a pity if the rice is not fully ripe yet. Although each grain of rice is a little fuller, there may be several more bowls of rice per mu of land, but you think about our Sujia Village, our entire commune is like this. There are many acres of land, how many bowls of rice can be added to each acre of land, how many more bowls of rice can be produced, and how many people can be fed?”

Su Weimin sighed: “My child, it’s not that I don’t want to harvest it, it’s that I don’t want to harvest it. Everyone wants to wait until the rice is full before harvesting it, but God is not beautiful. Compared with the loss caused by the typhoon and heavy rain falling on the paddy fields, the loss is less. A few bowls of rice, just a few bowls of rice.”

Everyone was very silent when they heard it. The first poem Su Xiaoxiao taught the cubs was “Pity for Agriculture”. It hurts to hear that those heavy ears of rice may be blown down by the typhoon.

Xiaoroubao was sad and broke, so he ran over and hugged his grandfather to comfort him: “Grandpa is not sad, Xiaoroubao will eat one less bowl of rice every meal, no, half a bowl of rice, and I will soon be able to make up for the few bowls of rice that are missing. clatter.”

Just now, there were some heavy topics that were interrupted by Xiaoroubao, and everyone was a little dumbfounded.

Su Weimin was holding the fleshy little grandson, and he had to make him full even if he didn’t eat it.

“Grandpa didn’t mean that. The food at home is still enough for small meat buns, and you can eat as much as you want.”

Xiaoroubao tilted his head and thought for a while: “Grandpa, I also like to eat sweet potatoes and taro grown by my grandma. I can save a lot of rice by eating more sweet potatoes and taro.”

No wonder everyone likes small meat buns so much, who doesn’t like such a sensible little meat dumpling?

Both the rice ball and the pillar said, “Grandpa, we also like to eat sweet potatoes and taro, and we can also help go to the ground to harvest rice,”

Li Yufeng said: “Xiaoroubao loved sweet potatoes when he was a child. Tomorrow, my grandmother will dig sweet potatoes and taro.”

Su Weimin comforted: “Okay, everyone will go down to the field to help harvest the rice.”

Everyone didn’t sleep well that night.

Early the next morning, Su Weimin and Su Zhenhua went to the field to see the maturity of the rice. In fact, the rice was already more than 90% ripe, and if it was harvested now, it would not be a big loss. So at noon, a broadcast was broadcast to inform the members of the community to rush to harvest the rice a week earlier. matter.

Some members are puzzled. It will take ten days and a half for the rice to grow to tenth maturity. The harvest at that time will definitely be 15% more than the current harvest. Wouldn’t it be a pity to harvest it now? They all ran to ask Su Weimin what happened.

Su Weimin told the big guy what he thought.

Some people followed and worried, and some people thought that he was overly worrying. The weather was good, and the typhoon did not come so early in previous years. However, Su Weimin is the party secretary and Su Zhenhua is the captain. Have the final say? What if they don’t agree? At most, if you work slowly and drag on for a few more days, you can get a little more harvest and a little more rice.

After this time, Su Weimin strengthened his determination to divide the fields into households.

As long as the fields are divided into different households, they can toss as much as they like, so as not to have their own ghosts like they are now.