In the outer room, Guan Xiaomei was using her hand as a knife to tear the wild vegetables dug in the field and poured them into the boiling corn porridge in a large iron pot.

Guan Ping'an ran in. He didn't bother to speak, and put the clean kitchen knife on the wooden pier where the vegetables were cut.

"How did Aunt San ask you to give a kitchen knife? She isn't worried that you will be injured?"

When Guan Ping'an heard Guan Xiaomei's sour words, he suddenly realized that the other party was misunderstood that her mother brought a kitchen knife to cut potato cubes today?

She quickly said vaguely, "My mother is worried that she won't be able to catch up. Sister, don't have sweet potatoes today?"

"Swish." Guan Xiaomei rolled her eyes, "You still eat enough rotten sweet potatoes?"

Guan Ping'an frowned, really not wanting to tell her that there are hares in the willow basket. There are always some people in this world who like to carry thorns when speaking.

But who is spoiling her?

But now she won’t kill and burn it anymore. With her grandmother’s character, she will definitely pickle half of it when she comes back. Then her parents and brothers can’t eat a few bites.

If everyone was not living in the same yard, they would be worried about being smelled even if they were eating alone. In her mood at this moment, she really wanted to throw it away and would not give this dead girl a sip of soup.

Seeing that there was a knife, Guan Xiaolan took out the pickled radish and pickled cabbage leaves from the cabinet. While cutting them into shreds, she said, "Come here, give you a bite of shredded radish."

Guan Xiaomei sneered, "You are the good person!"

Guan Xiaolan smiled disapprovingly and signaled Guan Ping'an to come over. She still liked this little cousin very much. She was well-behaved and sensible and had a very good heart.

If it weren't for her, her sister would have died long ago.

Guan Ping'an rolled his eyes and waved to Guan Xiaolan, "Second sister, come on, I'll show you something good."

"What?"

"Come here." Guan Ping'an was following Guan Xiaomei from the corner of his eyes, and he didn't believe you could hold it in! "Second sister, take the knife too."

Guan Xiaolan came to her with a kitchen knife and squatted down. Seeing the wild vegetables on the willow basket mixed with weeds, she immediately laughed out loud, "How can I mix the grass in?"

Guan Ping'an smiled mysteriously, took off the wild vegetables and weeds, revealing the trapped hare. Without waiting for her to say anything, Guan Xiaomei immediately ran to cover the door.

Guan Xiaolan asked in surprise, "Where did it come from?"

Guan Xiaomei, who ran back, reached out and pushed Guan Xiaolan, glared at her, and said in a low voice, "Where do you care? Can she steal her so young?"

"I picked it up." Guan Ping'an quickly moved to the side, "Sister, come, hurry up and burn it. If someone comes to see it late, it will be bad."

"Yes, you have to cook early. You can smell it when there are too many people working in a while." Guan Xiaomei snatched the knife from Guan Xiaolan's hand, "I'll come here, go and wash that pot."

Guan Ping'an patted his little hands with satisfaction and pulled Guan Xiaolan to the stove. That's right! When her grandmother asked about it, she could say that it was the eldest sister who was the decision.

If you eat her meat and get scolded, it’s not painful. If you are still at a disadvantage, you will suffer a lot. Otherwise, let the aunt beat her up again.

The girl is so brave that she dares to burn them all without waiting for her three precious eggs to come back tonight? Doesn’t her aunt feel most sorry for her son?

Guan Ping'an smiled sly, thinking to himself that if the elders ask, where should they find it appropriate?

Even if Guan Ping'an doesn't like this cousin, I have to say that the other party really has to do something with all his heart, and his hands are really quick.

I saw that she played the kitchen knife much faster than usual, and she used her strength to peel it. The veins on her neck were angry. She would be as hard as she could when chopping the meat...

Guan Ping'an glanced around and asked curiously, "Second sister, where is the third sister?"

"She, after work, she ran out to play and would come back at meal time. Is there anything to ask your third sister? We won't play with her, and we won't give it to her if the meat is stewed."

After all these contacts, Guan Ping'an has a good impression of this second sister.

Especially whenever she talks to her younger siblings, she always coaxes the child in a soft tone, and she has never seen her compete with Guan Xiaomei, who is older than her.

She has the style of an elder sister.

At the age of 10 and 11, he should have arrived at the in-laws' house, right? Why didn't he hear his family mention their marriage?

After Guan Xiaomei put down the rabbit skin, Guan Ping'an immediately wrapped it into a ball with tree leaves. The meat could not be cooked at home, but the fur must be hers.

"What are you doing? You have to leave it to our breasts."

Guan Xiaozhu pulled her repeatedly, "Okay, hurry up and eat pork. Even if I give it to us, it won't fall into your hands. Why do you care about so much?"

Guan Ping'an paused his fingers when he heard this, and then laughed silently. No wonder everyone said that a mother must have a daughter. This silent person is quite like her second aunt, but she doesn't know whether it is hypocritical or true and pure.

"You are the good guy!"

"Sister, chop small pieces."

"I can still use you to teach me? Take care of yourself. Did Sanya ask you to help her work again? She ran out to play by herself, right?"

A pot of potatoes were full of no, and rabbit meat. A pot of potatoes stewed with rabbit meat burned with firewood, and soon the house was filled with the aroma of meat.

Guan Xiaomei took a pair of long chopsticks and poked it. While putting the head of the chopsticks in her mouth, she chewed it and said vaguely, "I have to wait."

Guan Xiaolan glanced at her with a funny look, swallowed her saliva, lowered her head and pulled the bellows faster.

"It's so fragrant." Guan Xiaomei smashed her mouth with an intoxicated look on her face, "It would be great if she could eat meat every day."

"Haha... you think so beautifully." Guan Xiaolan glanced at Guan Ping'an beside her, "An An, wait a little longer, you can eat it when it is cooked."

After hearing what they said, Guan Ping'an felt more and more hungry. He responded, stood up and left the outer room to go to the backyard.

There is no bamboo in the north, but there are a pile of branches and stalks next to the firewood stack, and a black oil cloth is covered with it.

In my memory, these are all stored by my family to repair the yard fences and to build shelves for the vegetable garden such as cucumbers and kidney beans.

Guan Ping'an approached there and walked a little further from it, intending to use these tree poles to separate the black soil in the small gourd, such as chicken pens.

It is unlikely that she can feed pheasants every day, but she can put a small piece of land on the ground and plant wild cabbage, cut the pheasant wings, and circle it in. If she is hungry, it will eat some of them.

Then she ran to the utility room and risked being cursed by her grandmother to pass through two baskets, one basket, and the most unobtrusive handful of straw ropes.

Although there are many stacked baskets, dustpans, baskets, baskets, etc., and there are two or three less, ordinary people may mistakenly think that they remember it wrong.

But her grandmother is not an ordinary person. She remembers clearly a pair of straw sandals without a pair. What's more, she has the best memory for anything that can be exchanged for money and goods.

But what can I do? I can only borrow first.
Chapter completed!