"There's nothing too hot, but the stew is very fragrant and delicious. If you don't believe me, smell it, it smells better than the ones sold in the town. Mom, please eat more later to replenish your body."
Qi Wenye, this greedy little cat, was drooling as he spoke, so Liu Cuihua gently twisted his little ears.
"Quickly wipe your saliva, you look like a loser, as if you haven't eaten anything good in eight lifetimes!"
Qi Wenye wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand and chuckled.
"Okay, you go to the kitchen first and see if you can help. I'll help your brother unload the peanuts. Is the ground still finished?"
"I'm going, I'm going, mother, just rest!"
Qi Wenye waved his hands and ran away to unload the peanuts.
The peanuts were pulled out at first, and then they were walked (liu, roughly meaning peanuts that fell on the ground), and the ones that were pulled out had to be picked.
Meng Yao was staying well in the kitchen, but when he heard there were peanuts, he couldn't hold himself back. He said to Qi Boyan who was lighting the fire in the kitchen, "I'll go out and have a look," and walked away, leaving Qi Boyan alone.
Meng Yao stayed in the kitchen all afternoon. His body was full of the smell of oil smoke. When the wind blew him, he sniffed uncomfortably.
They also have to light a fire and take a bath at night.
Meng Yao didn't care about this for the time being, and ran excitedly to see the plump peanuts.
Liu Cuihua is a good farmer, and there is nothing bad about the crops she plants.
The peanuts grown at home are also planted in the land next to them. However, the peanuts on other people's fields are small and blind, but the peanuts on my own land are big, full, and bear many fruits.
Liu Cuihua doesn't mind the trouble. She goes to the fields all day long to tend the crops, but the crops will not grow well!
Meng Yao picked off a peanut, peeled it and stuffed it into his mouth.
Red-skinned peanuts are big, filling, and taste sweet.
"Mom, these peanuts are so sweet. How about we cook some spiced peanuts?"
"Spice peanuts? What spiced peanuts?"
Qi Wenye had already picked up the conversation excitedly.
Before Meng Yao could return, the two of them were scolded.
"Eat, eat, eat, you will eat all day long."
Meng Yao pouted. Over there, Qi Wenye had already hugged Liu Cuihua's arm, acting coquettishly.
"Mom, just cook a little and taste it, a little bit."
Liu Cuihua bluffed her face with a cold expression, obviously she still disagreed.
Most of the peanuts grown at home are used to extract oil, and only a few are kept for eating.
In the past, when she was careful, she would never let Wu Aizhen guard the peanuts alone for fear that she would steal them. Today, she came back first because she was thinking about Qi Boyan.
Seeing that his mother couldn't make sense, Qi Wenye turned to Meng Yao and winked at her, asking her to say something nice.
Qi Wenye, a son, couldn't explain it, so what could she say.
Meng Yao continued to grin and secretly peeled another peanut to eat.
While eating, Qi Wenye was kicked by Leng Buding, and she was so angry that she glared at him fiercely.
And Qi Wenye really pulled on her.
"Mom, it's her who wants to eat it, not me. I'm just curious about what the spiced peanuts she is talking about are!"
Meng Yao: "..." You brat, you really picked yourself clean.
Not only was she involved, but Qi Boyan was also involved.
"But mother, do you know? If my second brother eats the food she cooks, if she cooks those five-spice peanuts, he will definitely eat it too!"
When Liu Cuihua heard Qi Boyan, she immediately hesitated, "Are you serious?"
When asked whether it was true or not, Liu Cuihua was completely convinced when she remembered the cakes Qi Boyan ate in the field.
"Of course!"
Qi Wenye got excited when he saw something was going on, "Second brother is helping to light the fire in the kitchen. If you don't believe me, ask me!"
Liu Cuihua naturally didn't ask, just said "Just mess around" and started to work on her own.
Is this, agreed?
Meng Yao blinked, looked at Qi Wenye, and happily stretched out his hand to rub his little face, "Okay, I'll have your share when it's cooked!"
"Of course you have to have my share, and I don't care who gets the credit for cooking it!"
Meng Yao: "..."
He was said to be fat and he was out of breath. He was not just a villain.