Ye Xusheng still wanted to study, so He Xiner couldn't stay here all the time, so she waved her hand politely and left.
I took a shower in the afternoon, washed my face just now, and went straight back to the house.
I lay on the kang unable to sleep, so I came down and dug out the wild duck eggs in the closet, wondering how to find an excuse for my parents.
After thinking about it for a long time, there was no good excuse. Besides, dad is a very filial person. If he gave it to him, he would probably not eat it and just honor grandpa and grandma. Then it would be troublesome for grandma to ask.
Forget it, one more thing is worse than one less thing. When you slowly think of a way to make money, you can buy delicious food for your parents openly.
He lay down again and fell asleep without any worries.
When I woke up, the sky outside was already bright. I thought that Mr. Ye Wang would be cooking today, so I got up quickly and opened the door. The autumn morning was already cool, and He Xiner was still wearing single clothes, so she couldn't help but cross her arms.
When they got to the kitchen, Mrs. Ye Wang had already heated the hot water: "Er Ni, get up. Mom has boiled the hot water and wash your face with warm water."
He Xiner nodded, brought her own wooden basin, scooped out cold water and then added hot water, and stared at the slightly undulating water surface in a daze. There was no mirror in her room, and she didn't have that thought a few days ago. She hadn't looked at it yet.
What does it look like now?
He Xiner's heart was pounding, and the water in the basin finally stopped. He Xiner slowly leaned directly above the basin, and then saw a very familiar little face in the water.
Isn't this what you looked like when you were a child?
When she was a child, she used to go to photo studios to take photos. Not many people in rural areas were willing to spend money. Her parents loved her and took her to take photos every year on her birthday.
There are two large photo albums in modern homes, one of which is full of her photos, ranging from childhood to adulthood. The person in the basin looks like she was when she was about ten years old.
The eyebrows are still your own eyebrows, your eyes are still your own eyes, your nose is still your own nose, your mouth is still your own mouth, and your ears are still your own ears. Even though you are much thinner than when you were a child, your chin is pointy, and your face cannot be seen in the water, okay?
But my little hands and arms are thin and a bit yellow.
Come to think of it, the living standard of Lao Ye's family is not enough to raise a fat person.
The life of ancient people was far worse than that of modern people. Of course, it was limited to ordinary people. We have never seen the life of aristocrats, and we dare not think about it.
Mrs. Ye Wang went to the vegetable field next to the wall to pick some fresh beans and came back. She saw her daughter almost crawling into the basin, looking at the basin of water with a happy smile.
Although she didn't know what she was happy about, seeing her in a good mood made Mrs. Ye Wang happy.
He Xiner finally came back to her senses when she heard the footsteps of Mr. Ye Wang. She suppressed the joy in her heart and washed her hands seriously. Fortunately, no one else saw her, otherwise she would be thought to be crazy.
After washing up, I saw Mrs. Ye Wang washing beans. The freshly picked beans were tender and fresh. He Xiner couldn't help but mutter to herself: This dish shouldn't be boiled with water, otherwise such fresh vegetables would be wasted.
He Xiner has only learned to cook in the past two years. She can't cook complicated dishes, but she can still cook home-cooked dishes. After all, if she doesn't know how to cook, she can search for tutorials online. What she made at first was thrown away after a few more practices.
After several times, I was finally able to eat it, and then slowly it got better and better.
When Mrs. Ye finished cutting the beans, He Xiner pointed to the pot and said she would cook. Ms. Ye was a little embarrassed: Of course it was a good thing that her daughter was willing to help her with the work, and she didn't want to hurt her, but there was nothing she could do if she didn't do it right.
If she eats it, her mother-in-law will not scold her to death.
Seeing He Xiner's expectant look, Mrs. Ye Wang gave it up and thought it was a waste if she couldn't eat it. If her mother-in-law wanted to scold her, she could just say that she made it. She couldn't let her scold her daughter.
"Ernie, if you want to stir-fry, don't burn it."
Seeing my daughter nodding, I put an apron around her
"Mother will light a fire for you"
Wang Shi has already prepared the corn paste and cornstarch leaves. She only has to wait for the dishes to be cooked and serve a plate of pickles before eating. There is nothing else to do now and she concentrates on lighting the fire for Ye Erni.
Ye Erni looked at the things on the kitchen shelf and saw a jar of coarse salt and a jar with half a jar of vegetable oil, which looked like rapeseed oil. This chapter has been completed!