Picking Up a General is Good For Farming

   Chun Erniang said again: "But that stone mortar has been useless for a few days, so I have to wash it first. I'll go get you a basin of water."

   Chun Erniang went into the house and brought a basin of water out.

   "Thank you Erniang!" Han Yingxue smiled sweetly.

  The stone mortar was washed with water, and Han Yingxue put the glutinous rice in it. Then he said to Zhao Qishan: "This thing needs our cooperation. You have to use this stone mallet to chisel inside. I will turn it over, do you know if you chisel it?" Han Yingxue showed Zhao Qishan.

   This step of making glutinous rice cakes, one person smashes the mortar, the other flips, and it is to "beat the glutinous rice cake" until the glutinous rice is sticky like mud, and you can keep picking it up.

   "Zhao Qishan, you have to remember, otherwise my hand will be broken by you accidentally!" Han Yingxue urged.

   "Put down Cher, I won't hit you!"

  Xueer is more important to him than himself, so naturally he is more careful.

  The two were busy in front of the stone mortar, and they finally made the batter!

   Seeing the sweat on Zhao Qishan's forehead, Han Yingxue quickly wiped Zhao Qishan with his sleeve.

   "Are you tired?" Han Yingxue asked with concern.

   "Not tired, just a little hot."

   "Hot? Come on, I'll give you a fan!" Han Yingxue's sleeves flicked, and a gust of wind blew up.

   "Isn't it cool?" Han Yingxue asked.

   Zhao Qishan shook his head, with a playful smile, and said, "Xue'er, if you blow your air at me, it won't be hot anymore?"

   "Blow?" Han Yingxue didn't react for a while. did. The breath exhaled from the small mouth sprayed onto Zhao Qishan's face.

   After blowing for a long time, her cheeks hurt a little, and then she realized that Zhao Qishan seemed to be playing tricks on her.

This guy…

   "Xue'er, why don't you blow it?" Zhao Qishan asked quickly when he saw Han Yingxue's movements stopped.

   "Stop blowing, tired!"

   "Alright then, let's go back!"

"Ok!"

  Han Yingxue put some sesame oil in the batter. Cut into pieces.

  The sesame seeds are fried and chopped into fine powder. Han Yingxue sprinkled both sides of the cut glutinous rice with sesame powder, and the glutinous rice cake was ready.

   "Come, have a taste. It's ready!" Han Yingxue greeted.

   Several children rushed over and couldn't wait to taste it.

   I just ate glutinous rice, and I was a little full, but I still ate several pieces of glutinous rice.

   "Zhao Qishan, why don't you eat it?" Seeing Zhao Qishan standing still, Han Yingxue asked hurriedly.

   "Cher, I want you to feed me!"

  “…”

  Han Yingxue glared at Zhao Qishan, this guy became more and more shameless.

   "Come, open your mouth, eat!" Han Yingxue picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake and handed it over to Zhao Qishan's mouth.

   Zhao Qishan swallowed it in one gulp, smiling brightly, "Thank you Xueer!"

  “…”

   There are a lot of glutinous rice cakes made, so Han Yingxue went to give Chun Erniang a few pieces. After all, she borrowed the stone mortar from her house. In addition, I went to send a bowl to the fifth member of the Han family.

   Pan is cooking in the kitchen.

  The kitchen was changed at zero hour, there was only one pot.

  Although the conditions are a little worse, the family seems to be happier.

   Mr. Pan cooks on it, and Han Yingmei puts a fire in front of the stove.

   "Cher!"

   "Is Cher here?"

   "Aunt Wu, are you cooking?" Han Yingxue said with a smile.

   "Haha, yes, you should come back later when you need to go to the field. I've finished the meal, and you can eat it when your fifth uncle comes back!" Pan said.