Although she only stayed with her for less than a day, she liked her from the bottom of her heart. She also doted on the former Qian Duoduo, but every time she saw her being bullied, she felt a little blamed for her.
However, her identity was not comparable to that of her own daughter, so when she thought of Qian Duoduo's true identity, she could only hold her heart full of pain at night, but there was nothing she could do.
With Cui Niang's approval, Qian Duoduo looked at the fish in the basin and then at the dark stove: "Do we have any salt at home?"
"Hey, yes, I'll get it for you right now!" Cui Niang wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and pushed Qian Caibao and the others out: "Get out of here, don't get in the way!"
"Her mother...I..." Qian Caibao looked at Duoduo and said in his heart, I also want to know the truth.
"Dad, why don't you sit outside and listen." Cui Niang thought for a moment and then said that if something really happened, it would be better if everyone knew about it.
"Hey..." Qian Caibao agreed and said to Qian Xuewen: "Xuewen, go get a stool!"
Qian Xuewen nodded, turned around and ran towards the hall. After a while, he saw him running in with a bench in his hand.
At this time, Qian Duoduo in the kitchen looked at the three door gods sitting upright on stools outside the door, and suddenly shook his head helplessly.
It seemed that she was doomed today. She was afraid that she could no longer stay in this house without giving him a convincing reason.
After thinking about it, she took the salt from Cuiniang's hand and sprinkled it on the fish. She evenly spread the salt in the basin with her hands, put it aside, and then looked at Cuiniang: "Mom, wash the rice first.
Shall we cook?"
Cuiniang nodded, walked forward quickly, picked up the gourd spoon specially used for washing rice, and when she got two and a half bowls of rice, she filled the water and started washing. After washing the rice, she poured the rice into the pot specially used for cooking rice.
, added water, then squatted by the stove and started to make a fire with stones.
Qian Duoduo scooped up a spoonful of water with a gourd gourd and looked at the cutting board in a daze: "Mom, do you have a brush?"
"Yes..." Cuiniang said while lighting the fire, and pointed to the brush tied with straw hanging on the wall.
Qian Duoduo was startled, is this a brush? Looking at Cui Niang working hard to hit the stones, he suddenly shook his head helplessly. If it were him, he would be beaten to death and he would not be able to make fire. The things here are too unskilled.
The content was high, so Qian Duoduo decided to wait for an opportunity to modify this brush.
Take the brush and clean the cutting board in three or two strokes.
I found another empty basin, scooped out water, washed the lard, and started cutting it.
Cui Niang started a fire and set up firewood in the stove, and then looked at Qian Duoduo with hesitation.
Qian Duoduo noticed her hesitant gaze, and immediately turned his head and his eyes flashed: "Mom, do we have chili peppers at home?"
"Yes...!" Cui Niang said as she took out a handful of chili peppers from a basket hanging on the wall next to her.
Qian Duoduo cut the peppers, then took out a piece of wild ginger from the basket where he dug wild vegetables in the afternoon, washed it, scraped the skin a little, then cut it into thin strips, then turned around and looked behind him blankly.
My own Cui Niang.
"Mom, help me heat up the cooking pot, I'll tell you right now!" Qian Duoduo said while washing the big pot.
When Cui Niang heard what she was finally going to say, she nodded excitedly: "Hey!"
While Cuiniang was lighting the fire, Qian Duoduo took out a big white radish, washed it, peeled it three times with a knife, then cut it into pieces, and finally cut it into thin strips.
I was wondering when I would develop a skin-shaving and shredding thing and use it. Shredding like this is so time-consuming. Although this daughter stayed with me for less than a day, it made her like her from the bottom of her heart.
She also dotes on Duoduo, but every time she sees her bullying Manman, she feels a little blamed for her.
However, her identity was not comparable to that of her own daughter, so when she thought of Qian Duoduo's true identity, she could only hold her heart full of pain at night, but there was nothing she could do.
With Cui Niang's approval, Qian Duoduo looked at the fish in the basin and then at the dark stove: "Do we have any salt at home?"
"Hey, yes, I'll get it for you right now!" Cui Niang wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and pushed Qian Caibao and the others out: "Get out of here, don't get in the way!"
"Her mother...I..." Qian Caibao looked at Duoduo and said in his heart, I also want to know the truth.
"Dad, why don't you sit outside and listen." Cui Niang thought for a moment and then said that if something really happened, it would be better if everyone knew about it.
"Hey..." Qian Caibao agreed and said to Qian Xuewen: "Xuewen, go get a stool!"
Qian Xuewen nodded, turned around and ran towards the hall. After a while, he saw him running in with a bench in his hand.
At this time, Qian Duoduo in the kitchen looked at the three door gods sitting upright on stools outside the door, and suddenly shook his head helplessly.
It seemed that she was doomed today. She was afraid that she could no longer stay in this house without giving him a convincing reason.
After thinking about it, she took the salt from Cuiniang's hand and sprinkled it on the fish. She evenly spread the salt in the basin with her hands, put it aside, and then looked at Cuiniang: "Mom, wash the rice first.
Shall we cook?"
Cuiniang nodded, walked forward quickly, picked up the gourd spoon specially used for washing rice, and when she got two and a half bowls of rice, she filled the water and started washing. After washing the rice, she poured the rice into the pot specially used for cooking rice.
, added water, then squatted by the stove and started to make a fire with stones.
Qian Duoduo scooped up a spoonful of water with a gourd gourd and looked at the cutting board in a daze: "Mom, do you have a brush?"
"Yes..." Cuiniang said while lighting the fire, and pointed to the brush tied with straw hanging on the wall.
Qian Duoduo was startled, is this a brush? Looking at Cui Niang working hard to hit the stones, he suddenly shook his head helplessly. If it were him, he would be beaten to death and he would not be able to make fire. The things here are too unskilled.
The content was high, so Qian Duoduo decided to wait for an opportunity to modify this brush.
Take the brush and clean the cutting board in three or two strokes.
I found another empty basin, scooped out water, washed the lard, and started cutting it.
Cui Niang started a fire and set up firewood in the stove, and then looked at Qian Duoduo with hesitation.
Qian Duoduo noticed her hesitant gaze, and immediately turned his head and his eyes flashed: "Mom, do we have chili peppers at home?"
"Yes...!" Cui Niang said as she took out a handful of chili peppers from a basket hanging on the wall next to her.
Qian Duoduo cut the peppers, then took out a piece of wild ginger from the basket where he dug wild vegetables in the afternoon, washed it, scraped the skin a little, then cut it into thin strips, then turned around and looked behind him blankly.
My own Cui Niang.
"Mom, help me heat up the cooking pot, I'll tell you right now!" Qian Duoduo said while washing the big pot.
When Cui Niang heard what she was finally going to say, she nodded excitedly: "Hey!"
While Cuiniang was lighting the fire, Qian Duoduo took out a big white radish, washed it, peeled it three times with a knife, then cut it into pieces, and finally cut it into thin strips.
I was wondering when I would develop a skin-scraping and shredding device and use it. This kind of shredding is so time-consuming.