"Sister, I heard from the Shao family that Shao Qingyuan has already finished the imperial examination, why haven't he returned to our village yet?"

Song Zhaozhao was really strange and familiar when he heard Shao Qingyuan's name. According to the novel, even if Shao Qingyuan returned to Zhuangzi, he kept hiding from Song Zhaozhao until the day he married the daughter of the high school, Song Zhaozhao met him.

Song Zhaozhao smiled and replied with a little perfunctory look: "Is that so? How well did he do the exam?"

How could Song Zhaozhao not know how he took the exam? She even knew which family the high-ranking girl from Shao Qingyuan was.

"I heard it's pretty good, I can become an official in the future."

Song Zhaozhao was speechless and continued to look at the wheat ears in his pot.

"Zhaozhao, when Shao Qingyuan comes back and marry you, you won't have to endure hardship in the future."

Song Zhaozhao paused, marry me? How could he be? He didn't have time to flatter the girl from a high school, so how could he come to marry me?

"Brother, I won't suffer any more in the future, but it's not me and him, Shao Qingyuan, but our Song family."

"Zhaozhao, what do you mean..."

"Okay, brother, stop talking about him."

Before Brother Song finished speaking, Song Zhaozhao didn't want to continue talking. Seeing that Song Zhaozhao didn't want to talk about Shao Qingyuan, Brother Song thought that Song Zhaozhao was just shy, so he didn't continue to discuss this topic.

"Zhaozhao, then tell me, I want to buy your wild vegetable egg cake in the city. What do you think and what do you want to make?"

"Brother, look over there." Song Zhaozhao pointed to the barren wasteland. Because there was no fertilizer, the Song family no longer planted vegetables on it.

"It's already deserted, and the fertilizer has been taken away by my aunt's house. What's the use of that piece of land?" Brother Song curled his lips.

Zhaozhao smiled: "Did that brother see the two picks of pig manure at the door?"

When Brother Song mentioned pig manure, he became anxious: "Of course I saw it, and I don't know who put it at our doorstep. Let me know that I will definitely not be able to spare him!"

Song Zhaozhao waved his hand: "That was what I specifically asked Aunt Zhang next door."

"I want...I want..." Brother Song looked at Song Zhaozhao with disbelief.

Song Zhaozhao looked at Brother Song proudly and nodded with a smile.

"No, I'm all stupid sister. You won't become stupid after falling into the water, right?"

Brother Song said, putting his hand on Song Zhaozhao's head and repeatedly confirmed whether Song Zhaozhao had a fever.

"It's not burning?" Brother Song said to himself.

Song Zhaozhao waved Brother Song's hand: "Brother, I didn't joke. This pig manure is really good!"

"Then tell me, who told you this? No one in our entire village knows." Brother Song also cared about his sister and continued to ask without forgiveness.

"Of course...yes..." Song Zhaozhao said stammeringly.

"Isn't it still your fairy sister?"

"Of course, it's her!" Song Zhaozhao seemed to have caught a life-saving straw.

"Since you, the fairy sister, are so powerful, next time she comes to tell you that you must let your brother meet her."

"Then you may not be able to see it."

Song Zhaozhao said insincerely, how could she let Brother Song see the fairy sister she said? She couldn't tell them that she had traveled through time. So the three of the Song family thought that they had been in their minds even more.

"Why?"

"Sister Fairy, I don't see anyone else."

Brother Song: “…”

“…”

Song Zhaozhao and Brother Song continued to fight each other in a mess.

After a while, the fragrance of the wheat-eared fish made by Song Zhaozhao also came out. Brother Song's thoughts were naturally attracted by the wheat-eared fish. Song Zhaozhao also carried the weight and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Brother, do you want to eat egg custard?"

Brother Song shook his head: "This is a waste. If I know, I will not beat us."

Seeing Brother Song’s reaction, Song Zhaozhao smiled, pulled Brother Song and walked towards the place where he had just put the pheasant eggs and wild fruits.

"Brother, look!"

Brother Song saw the pheasant eggs and wild fruits everywhere, and thought his eyes were blurry, and he kept rubbing his eyes. The pheasant eggs looked like they were nearly twenty, and he had never seen so many of them at once in his life.

"Zhao...Zhao Zhao...Where do you... come from so many?"

Brother Song looked unbelievable, and even his words were not straightforward.

"Brother, these are all found in the back mountain."

"Back Mountain?"

Song Zhaozhao nodded affirmatively.

"Didn't this back mountain be kept under the care of my uncle? My uncle kept saying that there is nothing in the back mountain, and there are all wild animals and poisonous insects..."

Brother Song’s words become less confident the more he says.

"Zhaozhao, what do you mean..."

"Brother, why not tomorrow, my brother and sister will go and see if there are any so-called wild beasts and poisonous insects in the wild mountains."

Brother Song hesitated for a moment. Although he still felt unbelievable, he decided to go to this mysterious back mountain with Song Zhaozhao to take a look.

...

After talking to Brother Song here, he saw that the wheat-eared fish was about to be ready, so he put the remaining wild vegetable egg cakes and some mixed grain steamed buns in the steamer.

Take out four newly picked pheasant eggs. Knead them into a bowl, beat the pheasant eggs, add a small amount of salt and mix well. This egg liquid will be thinner and yellower than before. Add a small amount of water. Of course, it is warm water. Cold water is not good, and hot water will be even worse. Once you rinse it in, it will turn into egg flowers. Finally, add a small amount of lard.

Song Zhaozhao put the prepared egg custard into the steamer, leaving a certain gap in the lid of the pot, and the cover was not tightly covered.

"Zhaozhao, your pot cover is not covered well."

"Brother, I did it on purpose."

"Intentionally?"

Song Zhaozhao nodded: "The egg custard steamed in this way will definitely not have honeycomb eyes, and the taste will not be old."

Brother Song heard what Song Zhaozhao said so reasonably, he felt more and more mysterious that fairy sister was.

"No wonder, when my mother made these, the taste was not good and it was not delicious."

It turned out that when the Song family was still rich, Song's mother also made egg custard for their brother and sister, but the taste has always been bad. Both of them didn't like to eat it. Until now, life is so difficult now that egg custard has become a luxury in their Song family."

"Okay, steam it for ten to fifteen points."

The egg custard and the buns were steamed not long ago, and the wheat ears were ripe, and the fragrance wafted over.

Song Zhaozhao raised the wheat ears and fish.

"Brother, go and call your father and mother for dinner."

"Okay." Brother Song finished speaking, he turned around and left, "Dad, mother, it's time to eat!"

"Okay, here we come."

"Here you come."

When Song's father and Song's mother heard the shout, they rushed back from outside. The Zhuangzi was not very big, and Brother Song had a loud voice. With this shout, I'm afraid that everyone in the Zhuangzi knew that the Song family was going to have supper at this time.
Chapter completed!