The little girl's mouth was so pouted that she could hang an oil bottle on it, and she said to Old Mrs. Sun: "Mistress, you are serious. If you want to praise my sister, you don't have to criticize me, right?"

Mrs. Sun glared at Xiaojie: "You damn girl, you're not old or young, how can you talk to your grandma?"

"Mom, my grandma said that I have high insteps and am ugly, but you don't allow me to argue?" Xiaojie said.

Mrs. Sun raised her hand in a gesture: "You damn girl, how dare you talk to me about your mother? Believe it or not, I will slap you?"

Xiaojie looked aggrieved when she met such a mother.

Mrs. Sun then stared at Mrs. Sun: "My child just said a few words, look at you, are you still embarrassed?"

"Xiaojie, don't argue with your mother. My mother said something wrong. There are better insteps with lower insteps, and higher insteps with higher insteps!" Old Mrs. Sun coaxed.

Nine-year-old Xiaojie still stood there with her lips pouted and her little face turned to the side.

Seeing her little cousin's appearance, Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled.

She is young, has a bad temper, and is a stubborn girl. She has her own opinions and dares to argue based on reason.

to her taste.

She took off her new shoes and put them aside, put them back on her original shoes, and walked towards Xiaojie.

"Xiaojie is the most sensible. She is just playing tricks with you guys! Xiaojie, right?"

Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Xiaojie turned around and looked at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing immediately took Xiaojie's hand and said, "My cousin brought back a lot of fun things. Xiaojie, see what you like!"

As he spoke, the red cloth on the bamboo basket was uncovered.

Xiaojie was just looking around the bamboo basket. Without her cousin's permission, she didn't dare to rashly uncover the red cloth.

At this moment, when Yang Ruoqing opened it and saw the red and green sachet accessories in the basket, Xiaojie's eyes suddenly lit up.

The little mouth also opened into an O shape.

"Cousin, what are these?" she asked with a curious look on her face.

For a little girl who grew up in a barren mountain village in a valley in the mountains.

These things from the dragon boat racing in the water town are indeed rare things.

Moreover, the colorful colors, fragrant smell, and shapes of flowers, birds, insects, and fish are all very attractive to girls.

Xiaojie no longer cares about competing with Da Sun.

He lowered his head and reached into the basket, choosing carefully.

"What is it?"

Seeing Xiaojie's appearance, Mrs. Sun and Mrs. Sun came over curiously.

When they saw what was in the basket, they were also surprised.

"Is this... a sachet?" asked Mrs. Sun.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded, then she simply told them how she got the sachet.

Da Sun said: "It's different in ten miles, but people from these water towns and fishing villages can play it."

Mrs. Sun picked up a sachet embroidered with a cross-necked mandarin duck, looked at it, and praised: "This girl has skillful hands and beautiful needlework."

Yang Ruoqing looked over and twitched the corner of her mouth slightly.

Isn’t it the one Zuo Yingchun embroidered on?

Hey, this is not a basket of sachets, but a basket of broken girls’ hearts!

Here, Xiaojie is holding a monkey-shaped one in her left hand, and a lotus-embroidered one in her right hand.

He was comparing them there, biting his lip, looking like he couldn't make a choice.

Yang Ruoqing patted Xiaojie on the shoulder.

"You can pick whatever you like. As long as you like it, my sister will give it to you." She said.

"Really?" Xiaojie asked excitedly.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and nodded.

Xiaojie shook the two sachets in her hand: "Sister, I like both of these."

"Okay, I'll send it to you."

"There are a few of these that I also care about..."

"It's done, it's yours too!"

"Sister, you are so kind, you are the best sister in the world! You, you are better than my mother..."

"Oh, this is such a flattery..."

"Hahaha……"

The room was filled with cheerful laughter.

Yang Ruoqing did not stay at Ga Po's place for long, she quickly said goodbye to them and entered the village.

Back home, Mrs. Sun was cooking in the kitchen.

When Yang Ruoqing shouted, the woman dropped the spatula and rushed out of the house.

"Daughter, are you back? It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

Mrs. Sun wiped her hands stained with oil smoke on the apron around her waist.

Hurry over and take what Yang Ruoqing is carrying.

"Are you tired from the journey? How good is the dragon boat? The food there is similar to ours..."

As they followed her into the house, Mrs. Sun asked repeatedly.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

They answered Sun one by one.

Mrs. Sun quickly poured her tea again.

"Quick, drink some tea to moisten your throat."

"Um!"

Yang Ruoqing took a sip of tea and saw that her three younger brothers were not in the room.

"Mom, where are my brothers and the other three?" she asked.

Sun said: "I'm afraid Da'an Dajie is on his way back to the village, and your uncle has gone to pick them up."

"Xiao An, Yong Qing and He'er Ju'er are playing together."

"Oh!" Yang Ruoqing picked up the tea bowl and was about to drink again when her nose suddenly smelled something burnt.

"Mom, what are you cooking?" she asked quickly.

Mrs. Sun suddenly came to her senses and slapped her thigh: "Oh, look at my memory, I'm roasting meat in a gourd!"

The woman ran to the kitchen next door in a hurry.

Yang Ruoqing also followed, just in time to see a puff of black smoke rushing out from the lid of the pot that Sun opened.

"Oops, it's all stuck to the pan. We can't serve it to the table to entertain the craftsmen now..."

Mr. Sun was extremely depressed and annoyed.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at the dark stuff in the pot and shook her head.

"Mom, are there any other dishes for tonight?" she asked.

Mrs. Sun then reported the night's dishes.

Yang Ruoqing thought about it for a moment, and realized that this gourd-roasted pork dish was still a dish that would add to the occasion.

"Is there any meat left at home?" she asked again.

Sun said: "All the meat is in this pot, only some ribs are left, which are still raw. I plan to make soup at noon tomorrow."

Yang Ruoqing rolled up her sleeves: "Take out the ribs and I'll make a big dish that can replace the gourd-roasted pork!"

Chop the ribs into small inch-sized steaks.

Apply oil, salt and other seasonings.

Put it in the glutinous rice left over from making zongzi two days ago and roll it a few times.

Then, they were wrapped tightly with reed leaves soaked in well water, and then wrapped with colorful silk threads.

Pour water into a small pot, put a steaming rack on top, and put the small cinchels wrapped in reed leaves on top.

Cover the pot tightly and heat the bottom.

Mrs. Sun stood aside and witnessed the whole process.

"Hey, this is the first time I've seen this way of eating. Qing'er, you have a good idea," the woman said.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and smiled.

"I ate this dish at Zuo Zhuangzhu's house two days ago. I thought it tasted good, so I made it to try it!"

"Ah, my daughter is so smart. She even learned new dishes when she went out to be guests!"

Faced with the woman's praise, Yang Ruoqing smiled again.

In the eyes of a mother, everything about her children is good.

"Mom, what are you doing? The meat should be thrown away when the gourd is burnt." Yang Ruoqing said.
Chapter completed!