Risong smiled that day and kept looking at Xiao Yaxue, with nothing but love and care in his eyes.

"Dislike it? Am I worthy of it?" he said.

"To put it bluntly, Qing'er, I feel that living is really interesting now."

"I used to live in Daliao, where I had fine clothes, fine food, and all the things I needed to do, but I felt empty, lonely, and cold!"

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes...

Risong ignored Yang Ruoqing's eyes and continued: "It's different now. I'm fulfilled and busy every day, and my heart is still warm."

"Look, how well does my wife feed the chickens? These reed chickens were all hatched by her during the first month of the year,"

"My son now wakes up every morning with a bowl of sweet egg drop made from eggs laid by the chickens at home."

"And the clothes I'm wearing were sewn by my wife herself. I suddenly felt that this is how we live our lives. Wife, children, warm on the kang, so warm!" he said.

After hearing his thoughts, Yang Ruoqing curled her lips.

"Life is like this. No matter how big an official you are or how big a job you do, when you finish your work at night and go home, there are two people on the same bed."

"Husband and wife are of the same mind, and their strength is as strong as metal!"

Risong nodded repeatedly that day.

Over there, Xiao Yaxue saw the two of them coming out and knew that they had finished talking about business.

So, she also ended her sentry duty, scattered the last handful of grains in the ladle, collected the ladle and walked towards the two of them.

"Qing'er, are you going back?" Xiao Yaxue asked.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Yes, after talking to Risong about the business, I have to rush back to bake and make rice dumplings."

Xiao Yaxue pursed her lips and smiled, "I also soaked the glutinous rice, but I haven't chopped the leaves yet."

Then, she stared at Narisong and said, "What are you laughing at? After finishing the business, hurry up and cut the rice dumpling leaves. I asked you to go yesterday, but you have to delay..."

Na Risong said with a smile: "Isn't it just cutting rice dumpling leaves? What a big deal. Just wait. After lunch, Uncle Risong will go directly to the Houshan River to carry a big rice dumpling tree back for you!"

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Xiao Yaxue curled her lips and said, "Sure, this is what you said. If I can't see the rice dumpling tree before cooking dinner, I'll pay close attention to your skin."

After saying this, Xiao Yaxue stretched out her hand to hold Yang Ruoqing's arm, "Qing'er come to the kitchen with me, I have something for you."

In the kitchen, Xiao Yaxue opened the lid of a jar, stuck her butt out and took out five or six large duck eggs.

Each duck egg is also wrapped in yellow mud and rice husk.

"This is... Songhua egg?" Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

Xiao Yaxue smiled and nodded.

"This is a specialty here. When I was in Daliao, I couldn't do without this dish in every meal."

"Then I came to Changping Village. I didn't have anything to eat for several years, and I couldn't sell anything in the market town. I really couldn't hold it in for the past two years."

"I tried hard to recall the pickling method I heard from the maids in the past. I don't know how many duck eggs were wasted before I finally succeeded."

Xiao Yaxue said, took a preserved egg, poured water to wash away the mud on it, and then peeled it open.

Yang Ruoqing also came over, and when she saw the slippery preserved egg in Xiao Yaxue's hand, she almost drooled.

To be honest, she is also a preserved egg fan!

I like to eat, but I don’t know how to cook.

This thing is different from salted duck eggs. The preparation of salted duck eggs is relatively simple, while the process of making preserved eggs is more complicated.

Yang Ruoqing tried twice but failed, and then she didn't bother to try anymore.

The rotten smell deprived the family of several good meals, and they gradually gave up the idea.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yaxue persisted and succeeded.

"Qing'er, look at this snowflake pattern, isn't it beautiful?"

Xiao Yaxue pointed to the pattern on the surface of the preserved egg and said to Yang Ruoqing as if offering a treasure.

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly, "I can't wait to eat it."

Xiao Yaxue smiled and directly stuffed the preserved egg into Yang Ruoqing's hand and said: "Here, eat it quickly, I like to eat it raw."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "What a coincidence, I also like to eat it raw. I drink the egg yolk liquid inside while eating it, it's so delicious."

After eating a preserved egg at Xiao Yaxue's place, Yang Ruoqing was extremely satisfied.

Then he took a few preserved eggs from Xiao Yaxue and went home happily.

The first thing I do when I get home is to rinse my mouth carefully.

Although preserved eggs are delicious, they have a strong taste.

Yang Ruoqing planned to recommend it to the three children at night. Then she would cook it first and then use wire to cut it into petals.

Use vinegar, soy sauce, salt, and spicy sauce noodles and green onion foam to prepare a dipping sauce and eat it. In this late spring and early summer, it is an excellent cold dish with rice.

When the sun was about to set, Zhou Sheng and Ping'er came back from the town with Huahua and Bingbing.

Bingbing stayed in the car while Zhou Sheng sent Ping'er and Huahua into the courtyard gate.

Zhou Sheng was carrying something heavy in both hands, his steps were windy, and he looked in a good mood.

As for Ping'er, her face was also full of joy. Although the two of them didn't speak much, their eyes were full of drama every time they looked at each other.

During this trip to the town, the relationship between the two of them has obviously improved a lot.

"Brother Zhou Sheng, just send it here, Bingbing is still waiting for you in the car!"

Arriving at the door of the small side courtyard, Ping'er stopped and said to Zhou Sheng.

Zhou Sheng nodded, "You are also tired today, so take a rest early."

Ping'er nodded, and when she saw Zhou Sheng was about to leave, she called out to him again.

"Brother Zhou Sheng, don't forget to return the carriage to Qing'er's father's house," she reminded.

When she went to town today, she originally thought she would take the bullock cart Zhou Sheng borrowed from his eldest brother's house.

Being in public, she would be a little embarrassed to meet acquaintances along the way, so Ping'er specially found a handkerchief and prepared to wrap her head like country women.

She didn't expect Brother Zhou Sheng to borrow a carriage from Qing'er's father, which really surprised her and touched him for his good intentions.

Ping'er came over to find Yang Ruoqing, holding two packages of snacks in her hands.

"Bring food to the three children," she put the things on the table, smiled, and finally added in a low voice: "Brother Zhou Sheng bought them for me."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the two packages of food on the table. It turned out that they were not bought from a grocery store, but from a shop that specializes in selling food in the town.

"Brother Zhou Sheng is a big spender. I guess he has never bought such good food for his soldiers, right?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Ping'er nodded lightly, "He spent a lot of money today, buying a lot of things for us and my mother, including clothes and food,"

"Finally, we went to see the dancing place in Feiyanfang. We thought it was pretty good. Brother Zhou Sheng paid for the tuition..."
Chapter completed!