The happy little days of the Ye family

Chapter 753 Making Guokui 2

Wang Chunyu led the donkey cart to the door and looked up to see Mrs. Ye weeding in the small vegetable garden with a hoe.

The remaining Chinese cabbage, cabbage and radishes have all been eaten in the past few days, and Mrs. Ye plans to plow the land again and plant new vegetables.

Wang Chunyu got on the donkey cart and told Mrs. Ye:

"Grandma, you can just weed and till the ground when I come back."

It hadn't rained for a long time, and the ground was a little hard. Wang Chunyu was afraid that Mrs. Ye would flash her waist.

Mrs. Ye put down the hoe in her hand and looked up at her granddaughter-in-law with a smile.

"It's okay. I can still do small things like plowing the ground and planting vegetables. You can go ahead and do it first."

Although Mrs. Ye has become a grandmother, she is only 58 years old this year. Moreover, he eats well and drinks well, has nothing to worry about, and is very healthy.

"Okay, grandma, just be careful. I'll be back early to help."

"Be careful on the road."

The whip in Wang Chunyu's hand hit the donkey's back. The donkey was in pain and ran forward desperately.

The dough of Guokui is very thin, and soon you can smell the aroma of wheat, pickles and meat.

Smelling the fragrant smell, the little guy finally moved his eyes away from the ants and stared at the oven intently.

"Grandma, Dudu~"

The little guy pointed to the oven in front of him and said, "Smells fragrant and delicious~"

Ye Qingqing had nothing to do and ran to tease the child again, "It's aunt. Call me aunt. If you call me right, there will be something delicious~"

The little guy was still squatting on the ground, looking at Ye Qingqing and shouting perfunctorily.

"dudu~"

"Auntie, come call auntie."

"dudu~"

"You little idiot, it's my aunt, my aunt."

"Hey!" The little guy responded excitedly.

"You little bastard." Ye Qingqing laughed in anger.

"Hahaha, you have met your match. You still dislike Xiao Qi, and you were even more annoying when you were a child." Ye Mu on the side was amused and laughed.

"Nonsense, I'm so cute and cute, how can I be annoying?" Ye Qingqing hugged Ye Mu's arm and started acting coquettishly.

Mother Ye started to talk about Ye Qingqing's childhood with a funny look on her face.

"When you were little, you were very domineering. You had to be held by others, and you would cry as soon as you got out of bed. When you got a little older, you would start grabbing your brother's toys. If they didn't give them to you, you would cry."

"Then Xilin was born, and you little bastard was jealous all day long. As soon as I hugged your brother, you cried. When you cried, Xilin also cried. The two little bastards made my head hurt."

Many times, Mother Ye wanted to cry along with her.

Mother Ye really cried bitterly when she thought of these three demon kings in her family.

Fortunately, Mrs. Ye helped, otherwise she wouldn't know how to raise them.

Ye Qingqing wanted to hug Ye Mu, but the belly in front was too big, so he had to hold her arm instead.

"Mom, you have worked hard these years. I will definitely be filial to you in the future."

Since Ye Qingqing became pregnant with the child, she can better understand Ye's mother's hard work.

She was pregnant with the child and often couldn't eat or sleep well. Ye's mother gave birth to three of them, and she didn't know how she survived.

Mother Ye patted her daughter's back gently and said lovingly:

"Mom, it's not hard. As long as you grow up healthy and happy and live a down-to-earth life in the future, mom will be satisfied."

Although the three children in the family can be a little naughty and irritating at times, they are still quite well-behaved.

At a young age, the two brothers helped the family clear hog grass and work in the fields.

Ye Qingqing has been practicing embroidery with her since she was a child, and she knew how to embroider handkerchiefs at a young age to support her family.

Before mother and daughter could say a few words, Ye Qingqing ran away.

The pot helmets in the oven were getting more and more fragrant. Ye Qingqing, a greedy little cat, squatted down and removed the mud bricks in front of the oven to check the condition of the pot helmets.

As soon as the oven was turned on, the aroma became stronger, and Ye Qingqing took a deep breath.

"smell good!"

The pot helmets in the oven looked similar to the ones Tang Xiaojing bought yesterday. Ye Qingqing was afraid that they would not be cooked enough, so he turned them over and continued to bake them for a while.

Xiao Qi, who was still playing with ants, swallowed his saliva, then abandoned his little ant friend and ran up to Ye Qingqing on his short legs.

"Dudu~, I'm hungry~, I want to eat something delicious."

Seeing how pitiful the little guy was, Ye Qingqing went to the hall to get some pastries.

Everyone in the family eats delicious food. Wang Chunyu leaves a few cakes at home every day.

Ye Qingqing first went to the door and handed Mrs. Ye a piece, then returned to the backyard.

Xiao Qi likes to eat osmanthus cake, so Ye Qingqing specially took a piece of osmanthus cake and stuffed it into the little guy's hand.

Xiaoqi's eyes lit up when she saw the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand. "Thank you~, thank you Dudu~"

"You're welcome!"

Ye Qingqing reached out and rubbed the little guy's round head, and then looked at Ye Mu:

"Mom, do you want brown sugar cake or mung bean cake?"

"I'll just eat mung bean cake."

"okay."

Ye Qingqing stuffed the brown sugar cake into her mouth, and fed the mung bean cake to Ye Mu with a smile.

The mother and daughter had just finished eating the pastries, and the ashes in the oven were also baked.

Ye Qingqing couldn't wait to push the mud brick away.

"It smells so good. This pot helmet is well-made." Ye Xilin smelled the smell and came over with a smile.

Ye Qingqing: "You have a nose like a dog."

Ye Xilin hugged Xiao Qi, who was looking through the autumn water outside, and walked in with long legs.

Mother Ye saw Ye Xilin carrying Xiao Qi in and glared at her tall son.

"Why did you bring Xiao Qi in? The oven is still hot, and the little guy is playful. What if he gets burned?"

Ye Xilin hugged the little guy who was still giggling tightly, "It's okay, I just need to hold him and not let go."

The inside of the oven was still very hot, so Ye Mu used a spatula to scoop out all the pot helmets and put them into a large bowl on the side.

Then put the remaining pot helmets on the hot plate and bake them.

As soon as the pot helmet came out of the oven, Ye Qingqing and Ye Xilin couldn't wait to grab one.

Ye Qingqing: "Hot, hot, hot..."

Ye Xilin: "It's so hot, so hot..."

As soon as the siblings took the pot helmets, they were burned and screamed, so they quickly let go of their hands.

Mother Ye on the side looked at these two useless siblings and couldn't help but curse:

"You deserve it. I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. This Guokui won't run away, so there's no need to be anxious."

Mother Ye picked up the big bowl with the pot helmets in it and went to the hall with the three little greedy cats behind her.

Walking to the front yard, Mother Ye glanced at her son behind her. "Xilin, go and call grandma over."

Ye Xilin immediately turned around and walked quickly to the door. "Grandma, the pot helmet is ready. Come over and try it."

Old Mrs. Ye was very appreciative and started to praise it even before it got involved: "I can smell it outside, and I know it must be delicious."