The happy little days of the Ye family

After the chatterbox Xiao Qi went back, the room suddenly became quiet.

Ye Qingqing looked at Chenchen who was sleeping soundly on the bed, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and his eyes were full of maternal love.

"I wonder if the little guy will become a chatterbox when he grows up."

Although Ye Qingqing also wanted to liven things up at home, it was a bit scary to think about a small talker like Xiao Qi who kept chattering all day long.

Moreover, the little guy also likes to catch the family dog's hair and scratch its ears. The house is full of chaos all day long, and Snowball and Sweet Potato have to hide away when they see him.

Ye Qingqing leaned over and kissed his son's small fleshy hand, and then poked his smooth little face.

"You, it's better to be quiet and well-behaved. I can't stand you if you're too naughty."

Ye Qingqing thought for a while, and if the little guy got too energetic in the future, he would leave it to Tang Xiaojing and let him take his son to do horse steps and practice boxing.

Move around more. When you are tired, you will naturally have no energy to be naughty.

Just like when they were young, Mother Ye thought they were too noisy at home, so she would let them hunt pigweed.

If you work more, you won't have the time or energy to do bad things.

Seeing that the little guy was sleeping like a piglet, Ye Qingqing happily returned to the embroidery studio and continued to work on the embroidery.

Looking down at the embroidery pattern in his hand, Ye Qingqing became more and more satisfied.

What she embroidered this time was some of the dogs at home. On the top of the embroidery were several round little milk dogs. In addition, there were majestic rhubarb and little yellow on the side.

Several little guys of different colors were chasing butterflies excitedly or fighting with each other in the yard, which was full of childish fun.

Ye Qingqing had been embroidering handkerchiefs for a few days before, and finally regained her previous feel. She started embroidering large pictures a few days ago.

I just finished embroidering a little black dog chasing butterflies in two days. The little guy looked so stupid and very cute.

This little black dog is the family's Heidou. The little guy was chubby and very cute when he was young.

Unfortunately, now that he has grown up, the round little dumpling has turned into a half-sized hound, which looks much more majestic, but he looked better when he was young.

Ye Qingqing looked at the embroidery sample in his hand and sighed.

"It was so cute when it was chubby when it was little. It would be great if the little guy didn't grow up and could always be like that when he was little."

But of course this is impossible.

Fortunately, Ye Qingqing had the foresight to draw several embroidery patterns with them as the protagonists when they were young.

Ye Qingqing was admiring the little puppy in the embroidered picture. Chenchen on the bed woke up at some point and was moaning.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah..."

Ye Qingqing walked over and saw that the little guy didn't frown. Based on her experience these days, the child should be hungry.

After touching the diaper, it turned out to be clean. Ye Qingqing directly lifted up her clothes to feed the little one.

The little kid drank milk with his hands and feet. After Ye Qingqing's teachings in the past few days, even though the child was anxious to drink milk, it would not hurt Ye Qingqing.

After the little guy was full, he burped.

Ye Qingqing saw the child looking around with wide eyes, showing no intention of sleeping.

Taking the child to the window, Ye Qingqing looked out the window. The weather was good today, the sun was not too bright, and it was neither hot nor cold.

"The weather is nice today, let's go out and bask in the sun."

Saying that, Ye Qingqing hugged the little guy and walked out.

"Yeah..."

Before he even walked out of the room, the little guy was babbling and squirming in Ye Qingqing's arms.

Seeing the little guy turning his head frequently, Ye Qingqing hugged him and turned around.

Then he saw Chenchen looking straight at the little tiger Ye Qingqing made for him on the bed.

This little tiger was a little disgusting at first, but now he has to hold it to sleep every day.

Ye Qingqing walked back to the bed and put the little tiger into his son's arms. The little guy immediately stopped making trouble.

The mother and son came to the front yard and saw that Tangshan had already packed away the chopped firewood.

I moved a small part to the kitchen and used it for the fire these days. The rest was tied up and put in the woodshed.

Tangshan couldn't help but was packing up the mountain goods accumulated in the past two months in the cellar.

During this period, the father and son went to the mountains every day, and the honeysuckle and dried mushrooms they collected almost filled the cellar.

The most abundant thing in the cellar is the dried mushrooms picked some time ago. There are six sacks. Tangshan weighed them and found that they weighed more than 300 kilograms in total.

There are also a few sacks of honeysuckle, but honeysuckle is lighter, only weighing about 100 kilograms in total.

In addition, a batch of rabbits were just killed some time ago, and there are still dozens of dried rabbits in the cellar, as well as some fur coats and skins.

There seemed to be a lot of things in the cellar, but they were all neatly packed. Tangshan took a brief inventory and brought them up.

As soon as Tangshan came out of the cellar, he saw Ye Qingqing hugging Chenchen and basking in the sun.

When he saw his eldest grandson, Tangshan immediately ran over and hugged the little guy for a warm and affectionate meal.

Tangshan hugged his grandson and said with a beaming Ye Qingqing:

"I just took inventory of the things in the cellar, and there are a lot of dried mushrooms and honeysuckle in there. I've collected the third crop of honeysuckle, and I can send it to the county to sell."

"I think it's okay. When my husband comes back later, I'll tell him about it."

Ye Qingqing thought that she might not have been to the county for a long time. Anyway, the child was born and they could go to the county and the dock together.

She felt like she was going moldy after staying at home all day.

But thinking about breastfeeding the child, Ye Qingqing sighed again. With this little guy, he can't go anywhere.

Tangshan thought of the cellar that was almost full, and discussed with Ye Qingqing:

"The cellar at home is still a bit small. I just put some dried mushrooms and honeysuckle and it's full. Maybe I'll dig a bigger cellar."

The Tang family now has two cellars, one is used to store grain, and the other is used to store various mountain products from the mountains.

Normally, Tang Xiaojing would sell the things directly and then give the money to her. Moreover, she didn't go to the fields. Ye Qingqing had no idea how much the family's fields and hills could harvest.

"I don't know much about the cellar either. We'll discuss it together later when the child's father comes back."

At home, most of what Ye Qingqing manages is money. The fields, hills and the family's output are all taken care of by the father and son.

Seeing that it was getting late, Ye Qingqing stood up and said to Tang Shan who was teasing his grandson:

"Dad, please watch your hard work first, and I'll go cook."

"It's not hard. I'll take care of Chenchen first. You can go and do your work."

Tangshan couldn't ask for more. He hugged his grandson and smiled so much that he couldn't close his mouth.

Ye Qingqing first went to the small vegetable garden at the door and picked some tender beans and a small handful of water spinach.

After Ye Qingqing became pregnant, the Tang family raised a lot of chickens. Although many of them were killed during confinement, there are still 10 egg-laying hens at home.

I can pick up seven or eight eggs in one day, and I can’t finish all the eggs at home. Ye Qingqing planned to make fried beans with eggs for lunch.

There is no meat at home, but there is still a crucian carp and a grass carp weighing more than three kilograms in the backyard pond.

Braised grass carp, scrambled eggs with green beans, stir-fried water spinach and crucian carp soup, three dishes and one soup, are considered excellent meals in the village.

Ye Qingqing washed the rice first and then cut two sweet potatoes and cooked sweet potato rice together.

Then I took out a small bench and sat down to pick and wash beans. As soon as the beans were picked, Tang Xiaojing came back from Ye's house.

"My husband, you came back just in time. Please help kill the two fish in the backyard. The crucian carp will be cooked in soup, and the grass carp will be braised in a short time."

"Okay, I'll kill the fish first, and I'll come over later to help you light the fire."

Ever since they got married to Ye Qingqing, Mr. Ye and Ye Xilin often fished for fish from the big puddle. There was never a shortage of fish in the Tang family.

Practice makes perfect, Tang Xiaojing was very good at killing fish, and he came to the kitchen with two cleaned fish in a short while.

The young couple, one lighting the fire and the other holding a spoon, cooperated very well, and soon bursts of fragrance came out.