The happy little days of the Ye family

When Tang Xiaojing tripped over Xiao Huang, he accidentally stepped on it and groaned for a long time.

Tang Xiaojing coaxed it for a long time but it didn't work, so he pointed his big butt directly at him.

Xiao Huang was still very vindictive. He ignored Tang Xiaojing during the meal and kept surrounding Ye Qingqing without even looking at him.

Tang Xiaojing had no choice but to put some pieces of rabbit meat into it, and then he coaxed the little guy into peace.

Xiao Huang ate the meat, and his big tail couldn't help wagging behind him, but his expression was still very proud.

Tang Xiaojing rubbed its big head vigorously, "I didn't mean it."

Dahuang on the side immediately became unhappy when he saw that Tang Xiaojing only gave meat to Xiaohuang and not to himself.

He immediately ran over from Tangshan's feet, biting Tang Xiaojing's trouser leg, looking like he was cursing.

Not far away, Heidou and Xiaohua also looked at him sadly.

Not worried about poverty but injustice, Tang Xiaojing had offended the remaining three dogs.

Seeing some bones on the table, Tang Xiaojing immediately picked them off and gave them to them to eat, and then he calmed down these jealous dogs.

After lunch, Tang Shan and Tang Xiaojing consciously went to clean the pig waste they bought in the morning, while Ye Qingqing went to clean up the dishes.

The father and son had just finished half of the cleaning when Aunt Chen came over. Without saying a word, she rolled up her sleeves and came to help.

There is strength in numbers, and the three of them quickly took care of the half-pig in the water.

After Ye Qingqing cleaned the iron pot, he sauteed the onions, ginger and garlic over high heat, then added star anise, bay leaves, cinnamon, peel and peppercorns and sauteed until fragrant.

Although these spices are quite expensive in drug stores, most of them can be found in the mountains.

The spices used by the Tang family are basically collected from the two hills in Tangshan.

There was no need to spend money anyway, so Ye Qingqing didn't feel any pain when using it, so he grabbed two handfuls and went in.

After the spices are fragrant and fragrant, Ye Qingqing puts the pig meat into the water, adds an appropriate amount of water, soybean paste and salt, closes the lid and starts stewing.

Pig offal is full of meat, so it doesn’t need to be brine for as long as pig head or trotters. After boiling, braising for an hour is enough.

After boiling the marinade over high heat, Ye Qingqing added a thick lychee wood to the stove and slowly stewing over low heat.

Later, he only needed to briefly look at the fire. Ye Qingqing asked Aunt Chen to help look at the fire, and then went back to the house to do embroidery.

Ye Qingqing returned to the house and saw that the little guy Chenchen had woken up and was looking around on the small bed holding the fence.

"Yeah, mother~"

The little guy immediately became excited when he saw Ye Qingqing, and his chubby hands were waving excitedly in the air.

"We woke up early in the morning!"

The little guy couldn't sit still and didn't want to stay on the crib, so Ye Qingqing took out the reed mat in the corner.

The mat was so big that it almost took up all the empty space in the room.

Chenchen has many cute little toys, including the little tigers and puppies that Ye Qingqing made for him with cloth heads, the little puppets that Ye Xilin made for him, various wooden toys given by Wang Chunyu’s family, and so on.

Ye Qingqing took out all these small toys and placed them in the center of the mat.

Then he took the little guy off the crib, closed the door, and let the little guy play on the floor by himself.

Although the door is closed, the weather is nice today, the sun shines in from the window sill, and the room is still bright.

Seeing the little guy playing with his toys, Ye Qingqing calmly sat in front of the window and started doing embroidery.

The embroidery Ye Qingqing made this time was a peony picture.

Peonies are brightly colored and magnificent, and are known as the king of flowers.

It also means prosperity, wealth and good luck, and is particularly liked by many wealthy families.

"Only peonies are the true national beauty, and they move the capital when they bloom." Moreover, even the literati praised it highly.

The embroidery pattern of this peony picture is an old embroidery pattern from before, but many people like this embroidery pattern. Ye Qingqing embroiders one almost every year.

Peony flowers are particularly rich in color, including red, yellow, white, pink, purple and other colors.

The peony pictures made by Ye Qingqing just selected several close colors such as red and pink. They look bright and layered, but also relatively harmonious.

Ye Qingqing just started doing the new embroidery a few days ago, and now she has only finished embroidering a peony.

This is a pink peony, standing gracefully and in bud, looking particularly delicate and colorful.

At this time, Ye Qingqing was embroidering the leaves on the branches.

Flowers need to be set off by green leaves, and the leaves cannot be careless.

A seemingly simple small leaf requires several seemingly identical green embroidery threads.

Although these embroidery threads are all green, if you look closely, you can still see subtle differences.

If you want the leaves to be flexible and realistic, in addition to the leaves themselves, you also need to embroider the luster of the front and back of the leaves.

Therefore, Ye Qingqing also added some embroidery threads of other colors as embellishments.

Ye Qingqing kept changing the embroidery thread, starting from scratch, and a small leaf slowly emerged on the snow-white silk.

In about an hour, a vivid little leaf was embroidered.

Ye Qingqing put down the needle and thread in his hand, feeling that his eyes were very sore, and his neck and waist also felt sore and stiff.

Ye Qingqing first stretched his waist and turned his somewhat stiff neck, then closed his eyes to rest.

Not far away, Chenchen got a little tired of playing with toys for a while.

The little guy threw away the little tiger in his hand and slowly crawled around the room, exploring and looking around.

After the little guy crawled around the room, he crawled towards Ye Qingqing again.

Ye Qingqing was resting with his eyes closed when he suddenly felt something moving near his feet and was so frightened that he immediately opened his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah... mother..."

When he saw that it was his own son, Ye Qingqing picked up the dirty little guy.

"Didn't I ask you to play with toys on the mat? Where did you get so dirty?"

Ye Qingqing was busy doing embroidery and didn't know that the little guy had been playing under the bed for a long time.

The little guy crawled around on the floor and wiped away all the dust under the bed.

The little guy still couldn't understand Ye Qingqing's words, and looked at her intently with his big watery eyes, looking very well-behaved.

Looking at the well-behaved little guy, Ye Qingqing couldn't bear to blame him and quickly changed him into clean clothes.

At this time, the aroma of braised pork slowly wafted out from the kitchen, and several dogs at home were whining and whining around the kitchen door.

Before dinner, Ye Qingqing cut every part of the braised water into two-thirds.

After the braised pork was cut, Ye Laoqingqing took out several small bowls and two large bowls, and then filled them all with braised pork.

Ye Qingqing asked Tang Xiaojing to deliver a small bowl of braised pork to nearby neighbors and the village chief's house.

It is said that close neighbors are not as good as close relatives. The neighbors and the Tang family get along very well. If anyone has delicious food, they will occasionally send some of it out for everyone to try.

Ye Qingqing sent a large bowl of braised pork to her parents' and grandma's family.

Although pig offal is cheap, it is not easy to make it delicious.

Everyone has been craving for the smell of braised pork coming out of the Tang family all afternoon.

When Tang Xiaojing came back, his hands were full of various vegetables and wild fruits. And when Ye Qingqing came back, he was also packed with bags.

The two of them didn't look like they were going to deliver something, but rather like they were going to greet the autumn breeze.

Ye Qingqing's skill in making braised pork is inherited from Ye Mu, and the braised pork is fragrant but not greasy, leaving a lingering fragrance on the lips and teeth.

At dinner time, several families nearby were full.

Tang Xiaojing also moved a small bench out to the yard, where a family of four and four dogs ate neatly in the yard.