Wanghai County, Changping Village.

That night, Yang Ruoqing did not sleep well. She lay on the bed but couldn't stop thinking about it.

Everyone is thinking about a question involuntarily.

She felt that there were many doubts, but there was no evidence, so she had to wait for the results of the trial in the county for reference.

Because I didn't sleep well at night, it was difficult to get up in the morning.

Even if I can barely get out of bed, I still feel top-heavy, my body is not my own, and my brain refuses to think about problems.

It was when she heard Yuanyuan humming in the cradle, like she was singing, that Yang Ruoqing got up in confusion. Just after changing Yuanyuan's diaper, Wang Cuilian heard the noise and came in from outside.

He wore an apron around his waist and looked like he was cooking breakfast.

"I'll change it, you can sleep a little longer!"

As soon as Wang Cuilian entered the house, she saw Yang Ruoqing's appearance and guessed that she had been "sneaking" last night.

Yang Ruoqing yawned, "Auntie, let's have a simple meal in the morning. Make some boiled eggs and make some porridge. Don't try so many tricks."

Wang Cuilian said: "It's the first meal in the morning. It shouldn't be too bad. Just sleep on your own. I don't want you to have a fever."

"Come on, come on, give me Yuanyuan, and I'll send it to the main room first. Your uncle is fine, so let the children play by themselves on the mat while he watches, and you can catch up on some sleep!"

Wang Cuilian carried Yuanyuan and went to the front yard first. When she came back again, she found that Yang Ruoqing had already changed her brother Tuantuan's diaper.

"Okay, give me Tuan Tuan too. Go to bed quickly and squint for a while. These eyes are bloodshot!"

Wang Cuilian hugged Tuan Tuan again and left the bedroom.

Yang Ruoqing is really grateful for the help and support of these elders. Otherwise, she would really collapse if she had to raise two children by herself.

Of course, if that were the case, then she would definitely have to buy some maids to come to the house to help take care of the children.

No, when Tuan Yuanyuan was born, Luo Fengtang had the idea and asked a few people to come and take care of her.

As a result, they were blocked by Wang Cuilian and Luo Tiejiang.

Their reason is that when a child is young, it is most difficult to take care of him before he is two years old. He is afraid that he will not be able to walk steadily, and he is afraid that it will be inconvenient for him to eat and drink. Therefore, he needs an adult to carry him hand in hand and teach him.

After the child is two or three years old, the child will be able to walk very steadily. When it comes to eating and other things, as a parent, you should not feed the child dangerous foods such as beans that may cause clogging, and there will basically be no problem.

I lay back on the bed, turned over, hugged the thin quilt and fell into sleep...

When I woke up again, it was already an hour later.

The two extra hours of sleep made Yang Ruoqing clear-headed and refreshed, as if everything was beautiful.

A series of smooth steps of brushing teeth, washing face, combing hair and changing clothes, and then went to the backyard stove.

The kitchen was clean and tidy, and Wang Cuilian was already preparing lunch dishes.

Yang Ruoqing went over to take a look and was happy.

"Auntie, do you want to eat meat for lunch?"

Yes, there is a piece of pork belly on the chopping board. It is the kind of front leg meat that is 40% fat and 60% lean. It has an excellent color and looks very fresh at first sight.

When Wang Cuilian saw that Yang Ruoqing was coming, a loving smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"Are you awake? How did you sleep?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Very good, very sober."

The smile on Wang Cuilian's face became even wider, "That's good, I think your complexion is a little better. You didn't have any color at all before, but you are now dry."

Dry?

Yang Ruoqing subconsciously raised her hand and rubbed her face, hey, it's fleshy, not very dry!

However, if the aunt says dry, then dry.

Wang Cuilian put down the kitchen knife, washed the handle in the basin filled with water next to it, and then opened the lid of an earthen pot on the pot stand next to the inner wall.

"Now, come and take it with your own hands. There is meat oil on my hands." She ordered Yang Ruoqing again.

Yang Ruoqing hurried over, and when she saw it, she was happy, "Auntie, didn't I say before that I wouldn't eat in the morning? Let's eat together at noon. Why did you leave breakfast for me?"

There is hot water in the earthen pot, and a few chopsticks are cleverly placed on top of the hot water to form a shape.

The women of the farmers' families have never studied subjects such as mathematics, geometry, and physics, and they do not know the structure of graphics and the balance point of force.

But in their long family life, some smart housewives have figured out some very practical tips, and then passed them on by word of mouth, and they spread like that.

For example, the structure of these chopsticks on the water surface of the earthen pot of hot water is very stable. A bowl is placed on top of it. It is very stable. It can keep the temperature warm and the bowl will not tip over.

"What nonsense are you talking about? If you don't talk too much in a day, you have to eat three meals, otherwise you won't be able to bear it." Wang Cuilian corrected Yang Ruoqing with a serious look.

"Besides, it's at least an hour or two before lunch. You don't have anything in your stomach. Isn't it uncomfortable? Hurry up and take a few mouthfuls to warm your stomach."

Yang Ruoqing nodded happily and took out the bowl.

In the bowl is a bowl of porridge, with a peeled hard-boiled egg soaked in the porridge, and a glutinous rice dumpling with black sesame and osmanthus sweet core as big as a fist.

"This is too stomach-warming." Yang Ruoqing said to herself, holding the bowl and sitting on the rolling stone at the door of the kitchen to eat.

Wang Cuilian said: "There are pickled cucumber strips and spicy radish cubes in the dish cupboard. If you want them, just take them yourself."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "These are enough, no more."

What's in the bowl is basically sweet.

When Yang Ruoqing eats sweet food, she doesn't like to eat pickles. It always feels weird when it's both sweet and salty.

Wang Cuilian did not dissuade her. Pickles are not a good thing, they are just for flavor.

Wang Cuilian continued to cut the meat, and said to Yang Ruoqing while cutting: "This piece of pork belly was delivered by your aunt this morning. She said that she killed the pig in the middle of the night yesterday, and specially sent two kilograms of pork belly and a piece of tenderloin."

"I cut the pork belly first and soaked some bamboo shoot slices in there. How about making fried pork with bamboo shoots at noon?"

Hearing that Wang Cuilian was asking for her opinion, Yang Ruoqing quickly raised her head with a smile: "It's very good. I like to eat fried meat with bamboo shoots. It would be even better if there are pickled peppers."

In fact, Yang Ruoqing doesn't have much desire for fried meat with bamboo shoots.

But she knew Auntie’s delicious taste, especially the sour bamboo shoots.

Sure enough, Wang Cuilian's eyes lit up when she heard Yang Ruoqing's suggestion.

"There are pickled peppers. I made a jar of them. Okay, I'll grab a handful of pickled peppers and fry them together. I'll also add a few green and red peppers to add to the flavor. It's sour and spicy. How about it?

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Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly, "When you hear it, you'll be appetizing, and when you hear it, you'll be ready to eat!"

Wang Cuilian smiled contentedly, "Qing'er, we two have very similar appetites. Auntie also likes whatever you like."
Chapter completed!