Some time ago, Xu Qing had taught his brother and sister steamed steamed buns.

I just never thought that the three little guys, actually started today.

When the little girl saw the elder brother coming back, she turned her head and grinned:

"Brother, do you think I look good?"

Xu Qing watched the little girl just plasticized in the hands, nodded.

"Well, yes."

Xu Aiguo did not invite me like a little girl. He still put his hands on the chopping board. While busy, he looked up at Xu Qing said: "Brother, you are back."

Xu Qing snorted, turned his head to look at the third brother who was too honest today, and couldn't help looking for.

"Feng Ming, are you in trouble today?"

Xu Qingyi asked, the little girl immediately hid the second brother Xu Aiguo.

Xu Fengming dangled his head, and did not dare to look up for a long time, and did not answer his elder brother's question. The hand with flour slides back and forth on the chopping board.

"Brother, I played with the stick today."

The little guy finally spoke the courage, raised his head, his eyes resolutely said:

"Brother, he should fight, he ran to the door of our house, took off his pants to pee, and I was in a hurry, so I took the fire hook and hit my head."

When Xu Qing heard the third brother, his brows were locked, but did not criticize.

Since there is a cause, the third brother should hit him.

Who makes stick stalks in the courtyard!

At a young age, it is impossible to be petted by Jia Zhang's.

But today Qin Huairu also rested, didn't you watch it?

Xu Qing's heart was a little puzzled, but didn't think about it, so he was so excited that Qin Huairu couldn't always stare at it all the time.

Coupled with Jia Zhang's help, the stick stalk may not hear the words of Qin Huairu.

Xu Qing sighed lightly, reached out and touched the head of the third brother.

"Did the sister -in -law scold you today?"

The little girl hurriedly helped her third brother and said: "Brother, the third brother is right, all complained, if he hadn't run at the door of our house, the third brother would not fight with him."

Xu Aiguo stopped what was in his hands and turned to his elder brother: "Jia Ai, scolded the third brother, and I was scolded by Xiao Ya. She was like a madman.

Eat. "

Xu Qing's complexion gradually became cold, and his heart suddenly didn't hit a place.

Fortunately, Xu Aiguo then said: "The second aunt and the second uncle, and Sister Qin pulled her back to the middle court."

When Xu Qing heard this, he suppressed the anger that was rising in his heart. He bent down to check that his third brother had no injuries except for the corner of his eye being scratched a little by a stick, so he did not go to the middle court to discuss it with Jia Zhang.
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After all, the third brother hit Banggeng with a fire hook. I think Banggeng's injury must have been serious.

Since Mrs. Jia and Zhang didn't come to make trouble anymore, Xu Qing didn't bother to talk to her.

In any case, when children fight, it’s best if adults don’t get involved.

But right now, Xu Qing looked at the buns on the chopping board, which were messed up by the three little guys, and there was nothing he could do to fix them.

The second brother has not kneaded the dough enough and hasn’t woken up yet. It looks like he can only eat pancakes tonight.

Of course, when Xu Qing first started to learn how to steam steamed buns last year, he failed to do it well, so he just pancaked and ate them.

The pancakes baked with dead noodles are a bit difficult to digest, but there’s nothing wrong with them.

The mutton steamed buns are made from uncooked noodles, but there is no mutton in the house, so there is no way to take advantage of the opportunity to have a good meal.

The pancake rolled with green onions is not bad.

Xu Qing did not dampen the enthusiasm of the three little ones and told them calmly that they could not steam buns today and could only bake pancakes to eat.

The second brother Xu Aiguo rubbed his forehead with the back of his hand, looking at the dough on the chopping board with his gloomy eyes, a look of confusion on his face.

After Xu Qing finished explaining with a smile, the three little guys yelled, knowing what was wrong, and grinned one by one.

In the evening, Xu Qing baked twenty or thirty pancakes, fried a plate of shredded potatoes, peeled four green onions, and made three or four spoons of sesame paste. He and his three little friends packed up and went to the front room, where they sat on the kang and ate together.

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As for the pickles made last year, I have already finished them.

Pancakes rolled with green onions are a famous way of eating in Shandong, but the pancakes are not like Xu Qinglao’s.

Xu Qing had never been there, never learned anything, and even Silly Zhu couldn’t do it, so he had no choice but to eat like this.

But eating it rolled with green onions is really not bad!

Xu Qing and his younger siblings had just finished dinner, and before the dishes and chopsticks had even been put away into the kitchen, Qin Huairu came over from the central courtyard.

Qin Huairu looked a little unhappy, looked at Xu Fengming, and then said sheepishly:

"Xu Qing, what happened today..."

Xu Qing waved his hand directly and said: "Sister Qin, it's okay. When children fight, we adults just don't get involved."

Qin Huairu looked grateful.

The main reason why she came here was because Jia Zhang scolded Xu Fengming again. Although she pulled Jia Zhang back to the middle courtyard immediately, she still had to come.

There is nothing she can do, it is all caused by her non-stop son, and it is unreasonable for her as a mother not to come and apologize.

When Qin Huairu saw Xu Qing's heart, he secretly relieved.

After sitting idle for a while, Qin Huairu hurried back to her middle courtyard house.

The swelling on the head stalk has not yet disappeared, she has to go back to take care.

Xu Fengming is a stick stalk with a fire hook.

Qin Huairu was a little dissatisfied with Xu Fengming, but she knew that it was her own son who made mistakes.

Dissatisfied and dissatisfied, what can I do, who is my son too skin, who blame?

After Xu Qing sent Qin Huaru away, she and the little girl finished the table chopsticks in the kitchen. The four brothers and sisters sat at the door of the house, looking at the bright moon in the dark night sky and the flashing stars.

If the weather is no longer cold today, the coolness in the evening is not much deep.

Xu Qing listened to the little girl and Xu Fengming recited the ancient poems one by one. In the quiet backyard, it was instantly filled with the crisp and bright sound of the little guys.

The second uncle's house, sitting in the bangs, sitting on the cymbal, turned to Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu:

"You two rabbits, listen, people Xu Qing's younger brother and sister are younger than you, and they all know reading. What about you? I know playing all day long.

?! "

In the bangs, I hate iron and steel to count, holding cigarettes, annoyed.

The second aunt quickly looked at the two sons.

Unfortunately, Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu did not want to read the book at all. They still sat on the bench in the house and sneaked their lips. They felt that their dads wanted to scold them at all.

Xu Damao returned today very early. As soon as he entered the backyard, he came to the door of Xu Qingwu.

Hold the gate, Xu Damao lying on the handlebar, took out three fruit candy and threw it to the three small only, and then squeezed his eyes to Xu Qing: "Qingzi, come to my house later, there is something, brother me
Chapter completed!