The happy little days of the Ye family

When Tang Xiaojing and Tang Shan came back from the mountains, they passed by the back mountain and saw a few half-year-old boys catching fish in the creek.

A few boys were laughing and joking, and it looked like the harvest should be good.

When passing by, Tangshan deliberately looked at the buckets in the hands of several people.

Most of them are small miscellaneous fish as big as two fingers, with a few small crucian carp as big as three or four fingers mixed in.

The biggest ones were two grass carp weighing two to three kilograms.

Seeing so many small fish, Tangshan wanted to eat the fried small fish made by Ye Qingqing.

The small miscellaneous fish fried until golden and crispy is perfect to go with wine.

Tangshan smiled and asked Tang Xiaojing to stop the oxcart.

"Dad, what's wrong?" Tang Xiaojing stopped the oxcart and looked at him doubtfully.

He was just thinking about Ye Qingqing and Chenchen at home, and didn't notice these little kids at all, let alone the fish in the bucket.

Tangshan pointed at the few shirtless kids in front.

"It's been a long time since I've had fried fish. Let's go back and make some as a side dish."

Tangshan jumped off the bullock cart neatly, followed by Dahuang and Xiaohuang who were very excited.

The bullock cart was still too small, and the two big guys were almost suffocated in it along the way.

As soon as I got off the car, I ran around happily, raising my head and yelling while running.

"Ow ooh..."

"Ow ooh..."

There were five little boys around 5 years old catching fish by the stream. Tangshan spent 10 cents to buy all the small fish they had.

Small miscellaneous fish are inherently worthless, and usually no one wants them. These little guys are very happy to be able to sell them for money.

However, there were not many small miscellaneous fish, and the total amount was only half a barrel.

There happened to be a wooden barrel on the oxcart, which was originally used to hold water for the big oxen to drink. It could just be used to hold fish.

Tang Xiaojing took down the wooden bucket, and several children poured all the small fish into it.

After picking out all the small miscellaneous fish, there were still a few small crucian carp and two grass carp left in the bucket.

The eldest of these people is a kid named Ye Damao.

It was difficult for them to separate the fish, so Ye Damao thought that he would sell them all and use the money to buy candies.

Ye Damao looked at Tangshan anxiously and asked hesitantly:

"Uncle Tang, there are two grass carps and some small crucian carps. Do you want them? It's cheaper. I'll sell them all to you for 8 cents."

There were two large grass carps weighing two to three kilograms in the bucket. If they were sold in the town, they would cost about 10 yuan.

And those crucian carp are worth a few pennies. It's indeed quite cheap.

But in the village, generally no one is willing to spend this money to buy fish.

After all, this creek is public and anyone can catch fish. Those who eat fish usually go to the river to catch them themselves.

Tangshan saw several children looking at him expectantly, and couldn't bear to let them down, so he bought all the fish.

And he took advantage of the fact that he could buy so much fish for 8 cents.

Although there was no shortage of fish at home, Xiao Jing didn't say much.

After buying the fish, Tang Xiaojing shouted loudly into the distance:

"Big Yellow and Little Yellow, come home!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Hearing Tang Xiaojing's voice, Da Huang and Xiao Huang ran back quickly, their big tails wagging rapidly behind them.

Xiao Huang was running fast and suddenly braked suddenly in front of the bullock cart. Da Huang, who was following behind, had no time to stop and hit Xiao Huang directly.

Big Yellow and Little Yellow collided directly into a ball. Little Yellow bared his teeth at it in dissatisfaction, while Big Yellow lowered his head in grievance.

"Hahaha, Dahuang is so stupid."

Hearing Tang Xiaojing's ridicule, Dahuang bared his teeth at him in dissatisfaction.

"Ow ooh..."

Before he could be proud for a long time, he was attacked by Xiao Huang on the side.

"Hahaha, you deserve it." Tang Xiaojing gloated again.

After seeing Xiao Huang jump on the ox cart, Da Huang followed pitifully and jumped on the ox cart with his tail between his legs.

After being delayed for a while on the road, when the two returned to the village entrance, the aroma of food was wafting from every house.

Passing by the door, you can tell what kind of food the family eats.

On the road, I also met a few little black babies who had just rolled in the mud, and their bodies were covered with mud.

These little guys have been running around outside all day long, and they are tanned, and their teeth look particularly white when they smile.

When the bullock cart was approaching home, several curses came from the village.

"Er Gouzi, you went to play in the mud again. Wash your dirty clothes yourself. I don't care about you."

"Ye Sanmao, the clothes I just made last month have been worn out by you again."

"Gou Sheng, you little bastard..."

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The father and son had just arrived at the door, and before they even entered, they smelled the tempting aroma of food coming from inside.

Well, I’m cooking meat today.

Ye Qingqing's crisp laughter and Chenchen's babbling sounds came from the kitchen.

Tang Xiaojing suddenly laughed. Every day, someone at home would prepare meals and wait for him to come back with great anticipation. It felt so good.

After returning home, the father and son consciously took the fish to the backyard to handle it.

Ye Qingqing was almost ready to prepare the meal. Tang Xiaojing put the two grass carp and crucian carp in the pool to keep and eat slowly.

As for the other little miscellaneous fish, none of them escaped the swords of the Tang family's father and son.

After processing, Tangshan took all the internal organs of the small fish to the chicken pen and fed them to the chickens.

Tang Xiaojing took the small fish to the kitchen to find Ye Qingqing.

The father and son are particularly good at handling fish. But it doesn’t work when cooking fish. The fish is fishy, ​​fishy, ​​and particularly unpalatable.

As soon as Ye Qingqing finished cooking, Tang Xiaojing came over with the cleaned small fish.

"Where did this little miscellaneous fish come from?"

"When I was passing by the back mountain just now, I saw a few children catching fish in the creek. Dad wanted to eat fried small fish, so he bought it from them."

"In addition to these small miscellaneous fish, there are also a few small crucian carp and two grass carp weighing two to three kilograms, all kept in the pond in the backyard."

Ye Qingqing looked at the small miscellaneous fish in the basin and saw that they had been handled quite cleanly, and all the black membranes in the belly had been scraped off.

"Drain the water first, and then I'll fry them after dinner."

This is what Ye Mu taught her. Before frying the fish, you must drain the water first, otherwise it will easily fry in the oil pan.

After dinner, add salt, ginger slices and a few other spices to Ye Qing herring, mix well and marinate for two quarters of an hour.

Then wrap the small fish in flour and fry it in a hot oil pan until it changes color. After frying, fry it again.

The fried small fish is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and even the small spines inside can be eaten.

Smelling the fragrance, the four dogs at home had been watching eagerly, their saliva dripping to the ground.

Not long after, Tangshan went to Ye's house to have a drink with Ye's father, carrying the freshly fried small fish.

The moonlight was nice today, so Ye Qingqing simply brought a plate of golden and crispy fish to the stone table in the yard.

Ye Qingqing was still breastfeeding and couldn't drink, so Tang Xiaojing made two bowls of honey water.

The young couple was admiring the moon while chatting about trivial matters at home, which looked very poetic and picturesque.

However, after the two of them sat for a while, Ye Qingqing couldn't sit down anymore and hurriedly pulled Tang Xiaojing back to the house.

Within a short while, she was bitten by mosquitoes several times on her hands, neck and face.

Ye Qingqing cursed in his heart, feeling that admiring the moon in the courtyard at night was simply sick.

It never occurred to me that she was the one who suggested this.