After saving the pig god, I counterattacked and became the richest man in the village

Chapter 121 121 Tastes
"If there is no one to play with, and no one to play with, people will be dull.

Especially those who are locked at home all day, those who are originally smart will be locked up stupid. "

Zhao Yuanle just said it casually, but Yu Widow suddenly remembered some sad things.

She didn't show it, but quickly locked these things in her mind.

Here, Yao'er picked up a handful of Qingming vegetables and brought them to Zhao Yuanle.

Zhao Yuanle saw that Yao'er actually picked all the Qingming vegetables, not a single wild one.

These two kinds of Qingming dishes have a layer of white velvet on the surface, and the dumplings made are more delicious.The wild ones are pure green, the flowers are also white, and the taste of the dumplings is not good.

Widow Yu asked about making Qingming dumplings on Qingming Festival.

"I still have wild onions here, if you want to wrap it with bacon and pickles, it's very fragrant."

Zhao Yuanle: "I like to eat without stuffing. It's best to dip it in white sugar. The same goes for zongzi, and there are also glutinous rice balls. I also like sweet ones. I also like to eat sweet ones, with brown sugar added.

Well, anyway, as long as it’s this kind of thing, I like to eat sweet ones, only bean curd, I want spicy ones. "

Widow Yu heard what Zhao Yuanle said, with a smile on her face.

"I also like sweets."

But she thinks that the Qingming dumpling can be without stuffing, or it can be stuffed with stuffing, such as wild onion, bacon, dried pickles, chopped and wrapped in it, it tastes delicious.

Seeing the widow's insistence, Zhao Yuanle promised to take the wild onions back later.

Yao'er listened carefully at the side, but he had never heard of the action of pinching Qingming vegetables. Every time he pinched a big one, he had to show it to Zhao Yuanle.

Zhao Yuanle praised him very cooperatively, and he was satisfied to find another bigger one.

Widow Yu's eyes fell on Yao'er from time to time.

After playing for a while, Yao'er asked for water.

Widow Yu got up quickly and went in to pour water for Yao'er. When she reached the door, she asked Zhao Yuanle if he wanted to drink.

Zhao Yuanle nodded.

When the widow Yu came out, she was holding two bowls of water in her hand. Before she got close, Zhao Yuanle could smell the sweetness of honey.

Yao'er took the water, took a big gulp from the bowl, and thanked Widow Yu after finishing drinking.

Widow Yu: "You're so sensible, you usually eat by yourself?"

Zhao Yuanle nodded: "Yeah, he seems to be eating with a spoon by himself when he was a little over a year old, and the posture is right. Now he can already eat with chopsticks by himself, and we don't need us to pick up food for him."

Listening to what Zhao Yuanle praised him, Yao'er couldn't help puffing out her small chest, trying to show a proud expression, but felt that this was not good, so she could only hold back, but the pride on her brows couldn't be concealed.

Widow Yu smiled, and said again: "I don't have any candy here, come back next time, I'll get you some maltose."

Zhao Yuanle was a little surprised: "You can also make maltose yourself?"

Widow Yu: "It's not difficult, but it takes some time for wheat seedlings. Oh, I forgot that I don't have glutinous rice, so I need to buy some glutinous rice."

Zhao Yuanle listened to the raw materials, and thought to himself, no wonder sugar has always been expensive, it's all made from real food.

After a while, Zhao Yuanle couldn't fit the strap anymore, so she took Yao'er to play.

The three of them went to see the flower wall together. It was not as lush as when Zhao Yuanle first visited it. Basically, there were only flower buds and scattered half-bloomed flowers.

Because once these flowers bloom, Widow Yu will pick them off immediately.

Widow Yu: "I'll keep all these flowers for you, and I'll give them to you after drying."

Zhao Yuanle: "After I sell the money, I'll buy you another one."

Widow Yu just smiled.

She doesn't care about these things at all now, as long as she can eat enough to survive starvation, she can wear clothes without dying from the cold.

For the rest, she never thought about it.

As an orphan, she has no natal family, and has no male children. She is alone. Many times, even if she dies, no one will find her.

In fact, she was not afraid of death. For a long time, death was a kind of relief for her.

But there are still many times when she just wants to live, not for any reason, but because of a feeling of unwillingness in her heart, she feels that if she directly seeks death, she is admitting defeat.

Furthermore, she worried that after she died, no one would visit the graves of her man and son.

After thinking about it, Widow Yu came back to her senses and continued talking to Zhao Yuanle.

Zhao Yuanle looked at the number of these flower buds, estimated how much they could collect, and then told Widow Yu how much they could be sold for.

At this time, the black cat with different eyes appeared beside it, with a green snake in its mouth.

Zhao Yuanle and the black cat looked at each other. The black cat turned its head proudly, and jumped away swiftly and gracefully with its own spicy stick in its mouth.

Yao'er remembered the cat, and his eyes followed the cat's turn and then fell back.

Zhao Yuanle: "This cat is really powerful."

Widow Yu: "All wild cats are like this."

Zhao Yuanle: "It would be great if the little raccoon cat I raise is also this powerful."

At this time, the civet cat was clawing at the things Zhao Yuanlan hid on He Ju's bed.

Its small body has driven away malicious mice many times, and now it just wants to eat something delicious, but it really can't get rid of the bread outside.

Lying on the bed, Zhao Ercheng could only reach out to tease the little black back that was almost invisible in the shadow.

At noon, Zhao Yuanle was the first one to go home, with pigweed on his back, a basket of wild onions, and Yao'er in one hand, followed by five little piglets.

The scene is really a bit spectacular. When passing by the entrance of the village, it attracted enough attention, and many children in the village willingly called the pig king.

Zhao Yuanle did not resist this title.

Then it was Zhao Sancheng who came home. He led the ox back, put the hoe in the corner, and sat on the small bench by the door to scrape the mud off his shoes.

The last ones to come back were He Ju and Zhao Yuanlan.

It's just that Zhao Yuanle looked at the faces of these two people and felt that they seemed to be arguing.

After hearing Zhao Yuanle's question, Zhao Yuanlan spoke first: "We didn't quarrel. We met Wang Lili's grandma on the road, and we quarreled with her."

Zhao Yuanle: "Did you lose the fight?"

Zhao Yuanlan: "I won." As she said that, she couldn't help but glance at He Ju.

Then, she whispered to Zhao Yuanle: "Wang Lili's grandma laughed at my mother for not having a son. My mother was so mad at me. I called her whole family like a pile of shit. The family raised lice as their ancestors, and their feet are famous for their smelly feet." , she was also furious."

Zhao Yuanle patted Zhao Yuanlan on the shoulder.

"You're still good at swearing."

At this time, He Ju suddenly spoke.

"Xiaolan, I'll go back to my mother's house tomorrow, and I'll call my brother and the others to celebrate the Ching Ming Festival. You and Lele will take care of your children tomorrow and make a good meal."

Just as the two nodded, He Ju asked again: "Would you like tripe or veal leaves?"

　Zongzi and glutinous rice balls are sweet, and bean curd is spicy!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)