The happy little days of the Ye family

When Ye Mu wakes up in the morning, the first thing she does is soak the prunes.

Then I looked at the oil can again and found that there was only a thin layer of lard left inside, which was probably not enough to make a puff pastry.

Then I thought that the leftover pork belly from yesterday seemed quite fat.

Trim off the fat and fry in oil, it should be almost done.

After breakfast, Mr. Ye, Father Ye and Ye Donglin went out to work.

Ye Xilin also put the cooked pig food into a bucket and carried it to the pig pen to feed the pigs.

Just after feeding the pigs, Ye Xilin was captured by Ye Mu.

"Xilin, go and take out the pork belly from the well."

"okay!"

Ye Xilin ran to the well, lifted out the hanging bucket, and took a piece of pork belly weighing more than a pound.

Mother Ye looked at the pork belly, nodded with satisfaction, and then smiled:

"This should be enough meat. You cut out the fatter parts first, and chop the leaner parts into minced meat. I'll use the fatter parts for frying later."

If you want to eat delicious food, then help.

"Okay, little one, go and make sure you complete the mission now."

Ye Xilin carried the pork belly to the kitchen with a playful smile.

"Da da da……"

"Da da da……"

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of chopping meat in the kitchen.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law put the marinated chicken and duck into the oven, letting Wang Chunyu watch from the side, and then went to the kitchen to make noodles.

At this time, Ye Xilin had already minced the meat and cut the fat into small pieces.

Seeing that there was nothing that needed help, Ye Xilin went back to the stove in the front yard and started preparing pig food for lunch.

The large sweet potatoes should be cut into small pieces, and the pigweed that Ye Pingan and Wang Xiaofu just sent over should also be cut into small pieces, and then an appropriate amount of bean dregs and water should be added.

Cooking pig food looks easy, but it can be quite tiring when the quantity is large.

Chopping pigweed and sweet potatoes is also a tiring job, not to mention carrying water from the backyard to cook pig food.

Every time when cooking pig food, Ye Xilin was extremely envious of Li Guoer's strength. It would be great if he was also born with supernatural powers.

Before making the noodles, Ye Mu fried the pig fat that her son had just cut out, and then added it to the white noodles.

If you want the dough to be crispy, you need to add more lard. This is a unique skill that Grandma Ye taught her.

In addition, Ye Mu also added a little bit of salt water to the white noodles, so that it tastes better.

Cut the plum vegetables into fine dices, then mix them with the chopped minced meat, then mix with sesame oil and salt, and the plum vegetables and meat filling is ready.

Ye Mu is accustomed to doing the kung fu on the stove, her movements are not fast, but methodical.

"Mother, mother, I'm here to help! Have you started making these pickled vegetables?"

At this time, Ye Qingqing's hearty laughter sounded in the yard, followed by a burst of brisk footsteps.

After Ye Qingqing came in, he filled a gourd with a ladle of water in the water tank. After washing his hands, he rolled up his sleeves and came over to help.

Mother Ye narrowed her eyes and smiled: "You are a greedy little cat, you are the most active when it comes to food."

"I can't help it. Who gave me a greedy mother? I'm just following you." Ye Qingqing said cowardly.

"You little enemy, you just didn't get beaten enough when you were little."

"I'm so well-behaved and cute, mother, why are you willing to hit me?"

"Why are you so reluctant? Hang her up and beat her three times a day!" Mother Ye deliberately teased her daughter.

"Humph!"

Ye Mu's hands and feet were very quick, and she pulled the risen dough into small lumps, while Ye Qingqing added the prepared minced meat into it, and then kneaded it into a round pancake.

Ye Qingqing thought that the Guokui he ate yesterday was thin, so this pancake was made thinner than usual.

In her first attempt, Ye Mu didn’t dare to do more. After using up all the white flour, she made a total of 20 pots.

The white noodles are gone, but there is still a lot of pickled vegetables and minced meat left. Ye Mu plans to stir-fry the minced pickled vegetables and minced meat at noon.

The mother and daughter were washing their hands when they smelled a strong smell of meat. It must be that roast duck and chicken were coming out of the oven.

The mother and daughter brought the prepared pancakes and went to the backyard together.

At this time, Wang Chunyu opened the oven and carefully took out the golden and crispy roast duck and chicken.

Afraid that Xiaoqi would be playful and touch the charcoal fire in the oven, Wang Chunyu shut the little guy outside the bamboo railing.

"Mother, mother, it smells delicious~"

Smelling the aroma of roast duck and chicken, the little guy is almost drooling.

"Routou~, Mom wants to eat Routou~"

When Ye Mu and Ye Qingqing came over, they saw the little guy holding on to the bamboo railing and staring straight at the roast duck in Wang Chunyu's hand.

"Hahahaha, Xiaoqi, you are too greedy." Ye Qingqing was amused and laughed.

Seeing her grandson, Mother Ye happily knelt down, kissed the little guy, and then said:

"You also laughed at Xiaoqi. You were even more greedy when you were a child. You couldn't walk when you saw delicious food."

"Grandma~, Dudu~, I want to eat meat."

"You little idiot, you are an aunt, not Dudu."

"dudu~"

The little guy stared at Ye Qingqing with his head tilted, and shouted again.

"dudu~"

Ye Qingqing gave up correcting it, "Okay, it's just beeping."

The two came to Xiaozhumen, and Xiaoqi ran over, wanting to follow them in.

Unfortunately, the little guy has short legs. After running over, the two of them had already closed the door.

The little guy slammed the door and shouted anxiously: "Me, and me, Xiaoqi hasn't gone in yet, Dudu~"

Ye Qingqing stood inside and laughed and laughed: "Hahaha, you can't get in."

"Bad, bad, toot bad~"

"Mom, Dudu is so bad, spank Dudu's ass~"

The little guy patted the bamboo railing and looked angrily at his unscrupulous sister-in-law.

"Hahaha, I can't fight, I can't fight." Ye Qingqing made a face at Xiao Qi with a playful smile.

"Mother, mother, Xiaoqi wants to go in, Dudu is bad, stop Dudu."

Wang Chunyu, who was beside him, was also amused when he saw the little guy pouting and looking furious.

Seeing that his mother was also laughing at him, the little guy became even more unhappy and looked at Wang Chunyu with a sad face.

"Qingqing, when the little guy cries later, you have to be responsible for coaxing him." Wang Chunyu said with a smile.

Mother Ye also patted Ye Qingqing's arm, "Okay, stop teasing him, he's really going to cry later."

Mother Ye still feels sorry for her grandson.

The little guy ignored him when he saw the three people chatting inside, and ran around the bamboo railing to the oven again.

"Mother is bad, Dudu is bad, and grandma is bad too."

Ye Qingqing: "Hahaha, Xiao Qi is so cute."

Seeing that several people were still laughing at him, Xiao Qi squatted down angrily and ignored them.

Then I saw a few ants on the ground, and my attention was immediately attracted. I didn't care about the three people inside. I squatted on the ground and watched the ants happily.

The little guy was so fascinated by the ants that he didn't notice Wang Chunyu when he came out.

Wang Chunyu put the roast duck and chicken on the donkey cart, "Mom, Qingqing, help me take a look at Xiao Qi. I'll go to town and be back soon."

"Okay, Xiaoqi will be watched by me." Mother Ye glanced at the little guy squatting on the ground watching the ants, and said with a smile.

"Xiao Qiniang is going out!"

Xiao Qi was concentrating on looking at the ants on the ground at this time and had no time to pay attention to Wang Chunyu.

"You little rascal."

Wang Chunyu led the donkey cart and looked at the little dumplings on the ground reluctantly.

Seeing Xiao Qi watching the ants on the ground with great enthusiasm, Ye Mu ignored him and started making pot helmets with Ye Qingqing.

Unlike the roast duck, this pot of ashes can be dropped directly into the oven. The two of them can only put the cakes in the ceramic plate, and then put the plate into the oven to bake.

The plate was too small, and Ye’s mother took out all the plates in the house and it was not enough. The mother and daughter had to divide the pot helmets into two batches to bake.

The two of them placed the plates on top of the still-hot coals, then blocked the opening of the oven and waited quietly.