With a warm smile on his face, Wen Qinghua gently rubbed Simei's little head, then he looked up at the sky, rolled up his sleeves and said.
"Yicheng, where is your kitchen?"
Li Jie waved his hand: "Teacher Wen, I can cook, so be it. Please watch over Sanli and Simei."
When Wen Qinghua heard this, he immediately shook his head, then looked around, and soon saw a house that was clearly built later.
Not surprisingly, there is the kitchen.
However, before he started taking action, Li Jie got into the kitchen first.
"Teacher Wen, Sanli and Simei will trouble you."
"Forehead."
Wen Qinghua was stunned for a moment, and a helpless smile broke out on his face.
"Brother, big brother."
When Xiao Simei saw Li Jie walking into the kitchen, her attention immediately shifted from the toffee to lunch, and she ran into the kitchen like a gust of wind.
"I want to drink fairy soup!"
Sanli on the side also shouted: "Brother, I want it too!"
Immortal soup?
When Wen Qinghua heard this unfamiliar name, he felt a little confused.
what is that?
In this era of scarce materials, ordinary people have given full play to the imagination of the working people.
The so-called fairy soup is just boiled water and soy sauce, plus a small amount of lard, sesame oil, chopped green onion and other seasonings. If the conditions are better, you can also add a little shrimp skin.
As for Wen Qinghua, his family background was pretty good when he was young, even though his family fortunes fell for a period of time due to some reasons.
But he was not with his parents at that time, but stayed with his grandparents in the countryside.
Therefore, even during those special days, he did not suffer much.
If you have never experienced hardship, you naturally don’t know about the extremely deceptive ‘food’ of fairy soup.
Xiao Simei sat on the earth stove, looked at Li Jie eagerly, and kept repeating.
"Brother, brother, I want to drink the fairy soup."
"That's great, let's wait for my brother to make it for you."
Li Jie smiled and nodded. Although the Qiao family's conditions were not rich, there was at least a worker in the family, so they were not particularly poor.
There is no shortage of seasonings such as soy sauce, garlic, chopped green onion, lard, and vinegar at home.
The preparation of the fairy soup is very simple. Li Jie picked up a few garlic heads and a small piece of chopped green onion from the basket on the side.
Do!
Do!
Do!
Li Jie moved the knife like flying, and soon, the garlic cloves were beaten into mud, and the chopped green onions were neatly turned into several sections and lay on the chopping board.
"Wow!"
Seeing the kitchen knife dancing up and down, Simei let out bursts of exclamations.
"Wow, brother, you are so awesome!"
On the other side, Wen Qinghua, who was standing at the door of the kitchen, saw this scene and immediately showed an expression on his face as if he had seen a ghost.
Can a child possess such skillful knife skills?
As soon as he thought of this neat knife work, Wen Qinghua stopped in his tracks.
If everyone is so good at knife skills, their cooking skills must be the same, so don’t show off your skills.
Then he felt a little sigh in his heart.
"Children from poor families become masters early. This saying really makes sense."
In the blink of an eye, two bowls of fragrant fairy soup were freshly baked.
"Eat."
Li Jie handed one of the bowls to Simei, then walked out of the kitchen with the other bowl and handed it to Sanli.
Simei held a large bowl of fairy soup, smelled the rich aroma that hit her face, and couldn't help but take a deep breath.
“It smells so good!”
Immediately, she started drinking it happily.
The expression of Sanli in the courtyard was almost the same as that of Simei. She was drinking happily and making smacking sounds from time to time.
It was obviously just a bowl of ordinary fairy soup, but it seemed like a treasure in the hands of Sanli and Simei. They held it carefully in their hands and sucked it slowly.
Seeing this scene, Li Jie sighed.
The Qiao family's life was indeed miserable.
However, these days have come to an end. As long as he is here, he will definitely take good care of his younger brothers and sisters.
In fact, in Li Jie's eyes, Erqiang, Sanli, Simei and Qiqi are more like his children.
About half an hour later, bursts of attractive aroma wafted out of Qiao's courtyard.
Smelling this fragrance, the little greedy cat Simei could no longer hold back her restless heart. She stretched her head and looked at the door for a while, and then looked back at Li Jie with a hopeful face.
After a while, Simei rubbed her shriveled belly and said with a grimace.
"Brother, I'm so hungry. Second brother will be back soon. How about we eat first?"
"Four beauties!"
Before Li Jie could say anything, Sanli glared at her.
"Second brother, my love for you is really in vain."
After being glared at by Sanli, Simei immediately shrank her head, glanced at Li Jie, and at the same time moved closer to him unconsciously.
Looking at a large table of delicious home-cooked dishes, Wen Qinghua couldn't help but gulp down the food.
It's not because he is greedy, but because the food on the table is so delicious.
Everyone waited for a while, but Qiao Zuwang came back first before the top two arrived home.
As soon as he entered the gate, Qiao Zuwang took a quick sniff and said in surprise.
"What does it smell like? Why does it smell so good?"
"Sanli! Simei! Who is cooking? Is it your second aunt?"
As he spoke, Qiao Zuwang muttered something in a low voice.
"When did Shufang's craftsmanship become so good?"
"His second aunt? His second aunt?"
Sanli stood at the door and pointed toward the main room, saying proudly: "Dad, my eldest brother made lunch."
"Your elder brother?"
Qiao Zuwang glanced towards the back room in surprise, and then he saw Wen Qinghua in the room.
Who is this?
The face was tight and I didn’t recognize him at all.
"Hello, hello, are you the father of classmate Qiao Yicheng?"
Wen Qinghua saw the real owner coming back and hurriedly went to greet him.
"I am the school teacher, Wen Qinghua."
When he heard that he was a teacher from the school, Qiao Zuwang took three steps at a time and stepped forward to hold Wen Qinghua's hand.
"Hello, Teacher Wen, hello."
He first glared at Li Jie, and then when he looked at Wen Qinghua, he immediately switched to a smile.
"Teacher Wen, is it possible that 10% of my family did something wrong at school?"
"If anything happens, just tell me if you should be beaten or scolded."
Seeing that Qiao Zuwang had misunderstood, Wen Qinghua quickly explained.
"Dad Qiao, you misunderstood, you are absolutely right!"
"No mistake?"
Qiao Zuwang stared at him for a while. Although he said nothing, his eyes were clearly asking.
‘I haven’t made any mistakes, so what’s wrong with the teacher’s visit?’
Smelling the aroma coming from the back room, Qiao Zuwang had a flash of inspiration.
'Could it be that you came to my house to get some food?'
"Dad Qiao, it's like this."
Wen Qinghua smiled slightly and talked about the whole story in a leisurely manner.
Of course, he did not forget the agreement he made with 'Classmate Yi Cheng', and directly concealed the matter of borrowing money and school rewards in the process.
After listening for a while, Qiao Zuwang recovered from his shock.
‘Yizheng’ will go directly to the third grade of junior high school next semester?
Have you passed the exam and got perfect scores in every aspect?
My son is a genius?
After the shock, Qiao Zuwang turned his eyes and glanced at Li Jie. The more he looked at him, the more satisfied he became.
"Yicheng, why do you look so much like me? Your father and I were so smart when we were young."
"That's right, that's right. It gives face to our old family, Mr. Qiao."