Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 172
Taking out the knife that Niu Dazhuang gave her, Song Yaomei skillfully sliced ​​the fish.

Beat the eggs and take out the egg whites, process the fish fillets, put the fish heads aside, sprinkle with seasonings, put the chili on the pot and steam it.

The cleaned sauerkraut is also good.

Everything was almost ready, and Li Dan and Dabao also came over.

Seeing the sweat on the foreheads of the two children, Song Yaomei asked them to wash.

Song Dabao held the takraw ball in his hand, "Sister Yao, can I have dinner at your place tonight? What you cook is delicious!"

Song Yaomei rolled her eyes, and the shovel in her hand was about to hit it down, "What did you say?"

Song Dabao shrank his head and said, "I mean, sister, what delicious food did you cook? Can I have dinner at your place tonight?"

Song Yaomei put the spatula back into the pot again. If she hadn't thought about asking Dabao to eat here at night, she wouldn't have made dinner so early.

Song Yaomei thought so in her heart, but she didn't spare him.

"As long as Master Dabao doesn't dislike him!"

"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it, I really don't dislike it!" Song Dabao said while giving up repeatedly.

Da Ya laughed, "Little uncle is ashamed!"

Dabao said "go".

Song Yaomei also found it funny.

"Go, help me pick some shallots in the garden!"

After hearing this, Dabao trotted away, and Li Dan followed behind.

Song Yaomei shook her head, she was really a child.

While cooking, Song Yaomei asked Da Ya.

"Big ya, tell mother, why did you make a beauty mask for Aunt Cauliflower?"

Da Ya pushed the firewood in the pot and stove into it, making the flames more vigorous.

"Did grandma ask you to learn it?"

Mrs. Li is considered to be from a rich family, so she knows something about the life of a lady from a rich family.

There is not much difference between this year and later generations.

This woman's money is still easy to make.

Da Ya nodded.

Song Yaomei quickly put the sauerkraut into the pot, added water, covered the pot, and started peeling the garlic again.

"Why does grandma want you to learn, do you know?"

"I know!" I heard the small voice of the big girl say: "Grandma said, after you learn it, you won't be hungry again!"

Song Yaomei had to sigh again, life in this ancient time was really too hard.

"Then do you like it? If you don't have to be hungry in the future, would you still think about learning these things?"

Da Ya only paused for a few seconds, but said firmly: "I want to learn!"

"why?"

"I want all the girls to be beautiful, so that my husband won't be disgusted."

After finishing speaking, I saw that Da Ya's face was red.

Well, it can be regarded as frightening Song Yaomei.

I thought a six-year-old child was in puppy love!
"Can you tell mother, why do you have such an idea?"

Da Ya said: "One day my grandma took me to make clothes for a very beautiful sister. This sister came back and said that her face had many spots, so her husband didn't like her anymore. She gave me delicious pastries. , I just want her to become beautiful."

Song Yaomei stopped peeling the garlic.

That's right, women in ancient times had no human rights, and they were always fading and falling in love late.

So if one day she also has a lot of spots on her face, will Li Sanlang still treat her like this?
Just as he was thinking, Li Dan came back.

"Here, sister!"

Song Yaomei came back to her senses, took it with a smile, and broke the onion in such a random way, and was about to put it in the pot.

The big girl shouted: "Mom!"

Song Yaomei came back to her senses, but her fingers were burned red by the hot soup.

Li Dan immediately put Song Yaomei's hand in his mouth.

"Mom, it won't hurt anymore!"

After finishing speaking, he blew on the hot finger.

Song Yaomei fondled Li Dan's head.

At this time, Dabao brought a basin of water, "It's useless for you to do that, you have to use cold water to freeze it first!"

As he said that, he directly sent Song Yaomei's hand into the cold water, "This is the way to go, do you know? You will only get worse if you do that."

Li Dan is like a child who has done something wrong, with his head down.

Song Yaomei said: "Mother, it's okay. Just blow the egg and it will be fine!"

Dabao originally wanted to refute, but Song Yaomei rolled his eyes, and he obediently remained silent.

At this time, the kitchen was filled with a strong aroma of vegetables.

The taste of pickled fish is mouth watering.

After the fish fillet is placed, the sauerkraut fish will be ready in a short while.

Two dishes were served, together with a few dishes that hadn't been finished at noon. There were meat and vegetables, meat and vegetables, soup and rice. The family sat together to eat, not to mention how lively it was.

It's just that the children are very enthusiastic about eating, but the adults have their own concerns, so the food is not very delicious.

After Song Yaomei finished eating, she even forgot to ask everyone how the fish tasted.

Reluctantly clearing the table and bowl, Song Yaomei helped Da Ya take a bath, helped Li Dan get a change of clothes, cleaned herself up, and then went to bed.

She lay on the bed, looking at the top of the tent, and the rickety thatch of the roof.

Thoughts drift far away.

Li Sanlang came over at this moment, wiping his hair, his jet-black hair was so wet behind him.

Li Sanlang sat by the bed, flicked his hair, and a few drops of water fell on Song Yaomei's face.

Seeing that Song Yaomei has not responded yet.

Li Sanlang yelled into Song Yaomei's ear: "It's raining, take away your clothes!"

Song Yaomei recovered from her fugue and rolled her eyes at Li Sanlang.

She's in a bad mood right now, so don't mess with her.

But Li Sanlang came over shamelessly, with his wet hair just tossing around like this, Song Yaomei's face really looked like it was raining.

Song Yaomei is angry, since she likes to shake her hair so much, I want you to shake it enough.

"Sir, your hair is so damp today, my lady will dry it for you carefully!"

Song Yaomei said with a half smile.

Li Sanlang said: "Then there will be a lady!"

Song Yaomei picked up a piece of dry cloth and wiped it carefully for Li Sanlang.

"How is it? Is the lady's movements okay?"

Song Yaomei's movements are very gentle, and Li Sanlang seems to be enjoying it.

He even closed his eyes.

Song Yaomei is even more popular.

Good you Li Sanlang, when you are unhappy, I will try my best to make you happy, you are so good, just ignore me like this.

Her fingers still hurt a lot!
If so, then she is like this.

Song Yaomei began to braid Li Sanlang's hair.

It's the kind that children like to weave, with more than a dozen or twenty pieces per head.

When Song Yaomei finally braided the braid on Li Sanlang's head.

Even if he was tired, he tapped himself on the shoulder, and then fell down to sleep.

She also washed her hair just now, but fortunately, she washed her hair earlier and wiped it dry, so sleeping now doesn't affect anything?
Just as Song Yaomei was sleeping in a daze, she was woken up by something fluffy on her face.

She opened her eyes in a daze, almost not being frightened to death by the scene in front of her.

(End of this chapter)