Chapter 147 Eating from the bowl and looking at the pot
Chapter 147 Eating from the bowl and looking at the pot
Meng Yao refused to listen to Liu Cuihua's scolding and immediately bared her teeth, "We'll talk about the future later. Mother, let's go to the field. I'll pour you some sour plum soup to drink first. I'll cook it with cold water to quench your thirst."
"Hey, where are the eldest brother and sister-in-law?"
Meng Yao looked around and saw none of them.
Liu Cuihua pointed angrily at the interplanted watermelon field in front of her, "Aizhen is thirsty and wants to eat watermelon, so she drags Ming An to see if there are any more watermelons in the field."
Meng Yao nodded lightly "Oh" and looked there.
This season, watermelons have basically been lost and are almost invisible on the market. I didn’t expect that there are still some in the fields.
Meng Yao ignored them, walked to the edge of the field, and said hello to the familiar Aunt Shumei. After they had rested enough, they got up one after another and went to the field.
Meng Yao took out the clay pot used to hold porridge from the basket.
It contains sour plum soup.
He took the cup Liu Cuihua drank from and poured her sour plum soup.
Liu Cuihua held the cup to prevent it from falling over.
The water in the cup has been drained. It is impossible for Liu Cuihua not to be thirsty as Liu Cuihua said. If they don't come, they will have to endure their thirst.
Qi Boyan wanted to reach out, but unfortunately he couldn't insert it. Liu Cuihua kept glaring at him secretly, so he had to stand aside quietly.
"Mom, try it!"
The cup was big, but Meng Yao only had half the cup.
When Liu Cuihua held the cup, she felt the caramel-colored liquid poured in was ice cold. When she held the cup in her hands, she felt her whole body was cold.
"So cold?"
"Of course, I soaked it in the well water for a long time."
Meng Yao raised his hand as if to take credit and said, "Sour plum soup tastes best when it's chilled. Mom, please try it quickly."
Liu Cuihua couldn't resist Meng Yao's urging, so she picked it up and took a sip. As soon as she drank it, she knew how many good things were in it without having to guess.
The sweet and sour taste made her swallow subconsciously.
"Mom, how are you?"
Meng Yao asked for praise and praise with a happy face. This was the sour plum soup she had specially studied, made in ancient ways, and the taste was particularly sweet.
Liu Cuihua tasted and swallowed carefully. After finishing a mouthful, she nodded.
It's really delicious, delicious and thirst-quenching.
"I just said it tastes good. I've been up for a long time. Mom, please drink more. This stuff will quench your thirst."
Liu Cuihua originally wanted to put the cup down and leave it for Qi Mingan to drink, but she couldn't help it. She picked it up and took another two sips. The more she drank, the more addictive she felt.
When Meng Yao saw Liu Cuihua trying to put the cup down, she hurriedly reached out and pushed it, "There's still more in the jar, and the contents in the cup belong to my mother, so feel free to drink, mother!"
Liu Cuihua hesitated for a moment, but she couldn't resist the temptation of the sweet and sour taste, so she took a few more sips.
Wu Aizhen came out of the field holding a big watermelon. She was eating and walking slowly, but when she saw Meng Yao coming, she started running with the big watermelon in her hands.
"Ming'an, hurry up, hurry up, hurry up, that woman Meng Yao is here, look at her carrying something in a basket, she must have got something good, hurry up!"
Wu Aizhen didn't even bother to eat the watermelon and ran away. The hard-earned watermelon almost fell to the ground for her.
When she ran to the end of the field, she put the watermelon on the ground and reached out to take the sour plum soup that Liu Cuihua was drinking. "Mom, what is this? Give me a taste!"
Liu Cuihua angrily slapped Wu Aizhen's hand off, "Look at your hand of watermelon juice, go wash it in the ditch for me!"
"Mom, please give me a taste first... Ouch, I'm going, I'm going, I'm going now!"
Wu Aizhen could not get through the whole day without being beaten. She was pinched hard by Liu Cuihua before she jumped up and ran to wash her hands in a panic.
"Mom, I'm going to wash, please leave some for me!"
Liu Cuihua was so angry that she originally wanted to keep it for them, but when she saw Wu Aizhen like this, she picked up the cup and started drinking again.
After drinking, Wu Aizhen jumped up and said, "Mom, give me some leftovers."
Meng Yao shook her head helplessly, "Sister-in-law, also, you go wash your hands first!"
Wu Aizhen then ran to wash her hands.
Qi Mingan followed and washed his hands when he saw this.
They brought two water glasses and drank them both. Meng Yao poured it into another water glass. After pouring, there was still some left in the jar. He originally wanted to pour it to Liu Cuihua, but she waved her hand to put it back.
Just that one cup was not enough for Wu Aizhen to make. Besides, if you ask for someone else's watermelon, you have to return the favor.
Meng Yao saw that Liu Cuihua drank a lot, so she obediently put it back and took out the bowl she had brought.
"Mom, I'll make some cold skin for you to eat. Without the chili oil, the taste may be a bit off, but it doesn't matter, it's still delicious!"
Meng Yao stirred it evenly with chopsticks before giving the bowl to Liu Cuihua.
Liu Cuihua was really used to hard times and had never eaten good food. This Liangpi went to the city to visit Qi Boyan at that time. He brought her food and spent a lot of money.
As soon as Liu Cuihua put the cold skin into her mouth, Wu Aizhen ran over screaming, "Mom, what good food are you eating? Leave some for me!"
He asked her to stay, but he ran over first and picked up the sour plum soup that Meng Yao poured.
After Meng Yao poured it, he used a lid to tighten it to prevent Wu Aizhen from accidentally pouring it out.
Wu Aizhen still had to work hard to unscrew the lid, so she couldn't help but nag: "Why are you screwing it on?"
I unscrewed it and drank it. I didn't care about anything anymore and just swallowed it straight down my throat.
Liu Cuihua ate the cold skin without forgetting to look sideways at Wu Aizhen, noticing that she drank more than half of it before she opened her mouth: "That's about enough, give Ming'an some!"
Wu Aizhen then took the cold cup away from her mouth and put it towards Qi Mingan's mouth with a cheerful expression.
"Ming'an, drink it quickly, taste it, it tastes good!"
Qi Mingan took a sip, made a "gudong" sound, and swallowed it.
When people are thirsty and drink something to quench their thirst, they will swallow it subconsciously.
Before Qi Mingan realized it, he had already taken two big sips. Seeing Wu Aizhen looking at him, he smiled and pushed away, "Aizhen, drink!"
Wu Aizhen immediately moved over to drink by herself. She didn't have Qi Ming'an's self-control, so she drank it all in one breath.
After drinking, I let out a long burp.
Liu Cuihua was too lazy to look at her anymore. Her son was happy to spoil his wife, and she would let them do whatever they wanted.
Meng Yao had already prepared the second portion of Liangpier. Seeing that Wu Aizhen had just finished drinking the sour plum soup and her stomach might still be full, he gave it to Qi Mingan first.
Unexpectedly, after the eldest brother Qi Mingan took it over, he changed hands and gave it to Wu Aizhen.
"Aizhen, have you ever eaten this thing, Liangpi."
Wu Aizhen picked up the end of a chopstick with her chopsticks, tasted it, and took it as soon as she tasted it.
She found that no matter what Meng Yao cooked, it tasted particularly delicious, so delicious that people almost swallowed it.
Wu Aizhen's stomach was full and she was still eating, looking at the basket while eating.
I really ate what was in the bowl and looked at what was in the pot.
"What else is in the basket? Is there any more of that thing you drank just now?"
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