Sweet Garden Bliss

"Can we go dig wild vegetables? Can we eat that in the princess's mansion?" The cook's eyes flashed with doubts, which is really unheard of. The royal princess of the Song Dynasty, the famine is so famine that she wants to lead everyone to eat wild vegetables?

"Why can't you eat it? Hey, you guys forgot, your princess just crawled out of the crop field. When you have nothing to do, go outside and wander around, dig some juicy and delicious wild vegetables and come back. Let's make steamed buns and make dumplings. , if the little masters eat well, there will be a big reward!"

Ah Yuan recalled the days when he first came to the Misty Array and had to rely on wild vegetables to survive, and he could feel the taste of shepherd's purse and fish soup in his throat.

At that time, Bai Laosan liked to go to the river to catch fish, and it was the sweetest delicacy when paired with wild vegetables.

In the halo of Gashi lanterns, the whole family worked together to polish bamboo sticks, string sweet potato balls, fish balls, and candied haws, which was simple and satisfying.

"Tomorrow, I will take the children to the field for a walk, and I should take a look at the field rewarded by Long Live." A Yuan slowly walked out of the kitchen, his face was a little calm.

Fortunately, the youngest son, Song, took good care of himself and cheered when he saw the colorful half bowl of fried rice with eggs. He patted his baby chair with his little hands and refused to sit honestly.

Hong'er dug out a round shape with a spoon and fed it into her mouth. The "little dick" on one side saw it and directly refused Tweety's business affairs. He didn't want half a spoonful of fried rice with eggs, as long as it was round——

"Qiaoqiuer—"!

This was the first time the little guy sprayed two words in succession. Everyone at the dinner table was startled, and little Awen scratched his ears.Asked: "Zhantang, what are you talking about?"

"Qiuqiu'er—" is still the child's voice of the two words.

Isn't the egg fried rice dug out by Hong'er like a colorful ball?It is similar in shape to the wooden ball that Ah Yuan asked a carpenter to process, and it was also painted with color, so that the children could kick it on the ground freely.

"Sister-in-law, Zhantang can speak two words now!" Little Awen was beaming with joy, his usual way of thinking, what achievements did the little second child achieve.It must be the result of his teaching, which started from the mother's womb, who can renege on it?

Ah Yuan froze again, put the chopsticks into her mouth and couldn't take them down for a long time.

"Qiuqiuer-rice ball-rice flower-", the three must be related.

Little Awen looked at his sister-in-law contemptuously.My sister-in-law is indifferent to such a big matter?Fortunately, I was there, otherwise, no matter how good the seedlings were, they would have been strangled by Miaozi's mother.

"Come on, Zhantang, Uncle feeds you. Open your mouth and have a rice ball!" Awen spent a lot of effort.It is considered that a slightly larger egg fried rice ball was rolled out in the spoon and fed to the "little second".

"Qiuer—" "Little Boss" was angry, why both of them were eating rice balls, but what they fed themselves was a lump?

The honest man was forced to speak again.

"Sister-in-law, listen, the little boss can talk!" Ah Wen was even more joyful.Although it is true that he favors the "little dick" a little more, but.After all, they are all my nephews and nieces, and they are very close when they see them.

"Rice balls—rice balls—rice balls!" A Yuan stood up vigorously, waved his arms, and shouted again: "Rice balls!"

Is this a religious ceremony?Not only the maids were all dumbfounded, but also the only little Awen who was lucky enough to eat at the same table with their mother and son, they all looked at the mad princess in a daze.

"Mother—" the smartest "little second child" was also shocked, with half a rice ball in his mouth, he knew he cared about his mother.

"Hey——" Ah Yuan leaned in front of his son, put his forehead against the forehead of the "little second child", and said cheerfully: "My dear son, mother knows what Uncle A Fu bought for the rice, wait for it." , Mother will pump a pot of popcorn for you next time, and then stick it into rice balls to sell, hehe—rice balls!"

"Mother—" "Little Boss" was about to cry, obviously he could speak, why mother would only touch her brother's head?We want it too!

Ah Yuan turned her head to look at her eldest son, this boy is the most obedient, he looks the most like herself.

"Good son, what—" "Little Boss" was kissed several times on the cheek by his mother, and he couldn't escape by hiding, obviously he just wanted to get his head in!

Only the "little third" was calm, and slowly ate up his half bowl of fried rice with eggs, and then stretched out his little paws to the little bowls of his brothers.

For the first time consciously and accurately expressing his own meaning, the one word that Song Haohao said was: "To--".

This is the first time that the little girl intends to occupy the belongings of her brothers, which indicates that in the days to come, even for a lifetime, the future of Song Haohao...

Well, if a three-year-old can see old age, then a one-year-old baby can at least see middle age, right?

"Little Second" quickly stretched out his hand to protect his little bowl. This is an animal instinct, to protect the food!

But why did "Little Boss" just watch his sister's claws shift the battlefield, from his brother's little bowl to his own little bowl?

Song Haohao's little hand was not yet sure of the boss, not to mention that he couldn't grab the bowl, and by the way, he swept the bowl of the "little boss", dumping the rice on the table.

The smile of "Little Boss" also disappeared. Looking at the mess on the table, he pursed his mouth and could barely hold back his sobs.

But just because you held back, doesn't mean you're right!Song Haohao, who had done something bad, actually took the lead and burst into tears.

Don't people just want the rice in my brother's bowl?Why not?It's thrown away now!

The veins on Xiao Awen's forehead were about to pop out. As a young man with eyes and a complete sense of right and wrong, he thought that this was something wrong with the third child, and he should be educated!

Originally, robbing other people's things, knocking over other people's bowls, and beating them up, the villain first sued...

"Sister-in-law, you—" Ah Wen looked angrily at his sister-in-law's hand pulling his sleeve, looked up, and saw a wicked face.

"Don't bother with them, let them make trouble on their own, as long as they don't fall or get hurt, don't let anyone interfere!"

Can a mother do this?

This is the common aspiration of Ah Wen and the audience.

Now, the "Little Boss" also started to cry, he was wronged, no one came to persuade him...

The maids each guarded their master's seat, their mouths were tightly closed, and their eyes were wide open. They want to watch a show!

"Little Second" seemed to disdain this naive behavior, or he didn't understand at all. After eating his own portion, he turned to Ah Wen and stretched out his arms, which meant: Hug!

Ah Wen is not full yet, he has already been fed up by the two children!He obeyed the order naturally, picked up the "little dick" and left.

As the child grows up, he will finally start to fight and get mad. It's better than when he was a child, he would happily lie down and count his feet after feeding.

Ah Yuan continued to eat on her own, and didn't even look in the direction of the two children. The little maids had also learned to be good at this moment, all of them lowered their eyelids and looked like wooden figures.

Song Haohao, who was tired from howling, actually didn't have a few tears in his eyes, and his crying gradually became quieter, squinting his eyes to peek at everyone's reaction.

"Little Boss" was crying too. He really didn't have enough to eat. He had already spilled half a bowl of fried rice with eggs, and he just ate two mouthfuls!

We are actually very fortunate in this state now. The three children are all young and do not yet have the ability to walk independently. They are blocked in a special baby chair and cannot physically attack each other. I can't curse.

The first disharmony among the three children was revealed.

As a mother, I didn't reprimand any baby for right or wrong, it was completely a sheep-herding policy.

"Princess, do you want to add another bowl of rice to the young master?" Cui'er asked timidly, the young master is suffering, his stomach is still empty.

"No need!" The mother's heart is dark!

"A man who has been robbed of food by others and doesn't know how to resist, hey, let him learn a lesson first! Turn around - just add more milk."

The princess smiled and stepped out of the restaurant, now she is going to get busy, how do you make that popcorn?

Seriously recall that every summer evening, an old man with a dark complexion would use an old bicycle to push a bunch of miscellaneous objects and place them on the side of the road.

The fire was lit, and a black popcorn machine that looked like a cannon was placed on it. The old man pulled the bellows with one hand, and turned a machine that looked like a steering wheel with the other. Then, the smell of popcorn spread throughout the street, and the old man did not panic. Not in a hurry, I got up and unloaded the machine, facing a big and long pocket, stepped on it, it was deafening.

With a loud "bang", a cloud of white smoke rises up, and the hot and fragrant popcorn fills the pockets, and the seductive aroma makes the saliva gush out - this is the beautiful and beautiful childhood of many Chinese people. fun memory.

It seems to be a customary rule. Whoever bursts the popcorn, the children who are waiting nearby can get a large handful of free popcorn from the host.

This traditional popcorn machine is the "cannon hand-cranked popcorn machine", and popcorn made with an old-fashioned popcorn machine is also vividly called "collapsing popcorn".

Whether it is collapsed corn kernels or rice kernels, they are the most popular among children. When they come, they hold a bowl of corn or rice, and some are a small porcelain jar. When they go back, they have to use a large It is hard to imagine the volume after expansion.

Manager Xu brought Mr. Accountant back to accept "Mobaozhai", and was about to report the details to the princess. Standing outside the study door, he found that the princess was at the desk at the moment, sketching, and sometimes smashing his fists. With a look of exhaustion on his forehead, he tiptoed away.

The princess is going to do something big again!Every time I get depressed like this, I can hold back another golden idea to make a fortune. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

ps: Thanks to joycf for the evaluation vote!There is little snow here today, very happy...