The happy little days of the Ye family

The three of them, grandfather and grandson, worked together. Ye Qingqing and Mrs. Ye were responsible for peeling and cutting the washed lotus roots into small pieces.

The leaf mother on the side uses a stone mortar to pound the lotus root.

Ye Mu was weak and pounded the lotus roots several times, but the lotus roots were only pounded into relatively large lotus root grains.

Ye Qingqing saw that her mother was struggling, so she called the strong Tang Xiaojing over to help.

After changing people, the speed was much faster, but the minced lotus roots were still not delicate enough.

Later, you need to add water and grind it with a stone mill to make lotus root pulp.

The four people worked very quickly, and after working for most of an hour, they washed and pounded all about 30 kilograms of lotus roots.

30 kilograms of lotus root finally turned into a large bucket of crushed lotus root foam.

The lotus root starch was delicious, but it was too troublesome. When Ye Qingqing got up, she felt that she couldn't straighten her waist and her legs were a little numb.

Mother Ye punched her legs, which were a little numb from sitting, and taught Ye Qingqing how to make lotus root starch with a smile.

"The lotus root powder will be added with water and ground into lotus root pulp later. After filtering, it will settle for one night. The result will be lotus root powder, which can be eaten after two or three days of drying."

Ye Qingqing thought to herself that it was indeed not easy to make delicious food.

"It sounds quite complicated, but there is nothing going on at home now. My husband and I will stay here to help you turn the millstone." Regarding food, Ye Qingqing was still very positive.

"There's no need for you and Mr. Jing to push the millstone. There's a donkey at home."

Ye Qingqing originally wanted to show his courtesy, but unexpectedly he forgot about the big donkeys at home.

When it comes to turning the millstone, she is really not as good as the donkey at home.

At this time, Tang Xiaojing had already moved the millstone out of the corner.

Mrs. Ye swept the dust and fallen leaves off the millstone and poured two ladles of water into it to clean the millstone thoroughly.

After the millstone is cleaned, it’s time to start grinding the lotus root pulp.

Add the mashed lotus root powder to the grinding disc, then add some water and start grinding.

Ye Mu held some fodder and hung it in front of the donkey. If the donkey wanted to eat the fodder in front, it would keep pushing the millstone around.

It's a pity that I can only look at it. No matter how hard I push, I can't eat it.

Although this method is a bit damaging, after the work is done, the family will still let him eat a delicious meal.

As the donkey kept moving, lotus root pulp soon flowed into the bucket that had been prepared below.

As soon as the lotus root pulp was ground into the bottom of the barrel, Ye Xilin's voice came.

"It's time to eat! Guo'er made a lot of delicious food."

Hearing Ye Xilin's voice calling for food, Ye Qingqing and Xiao Qi, the greedy aunt and nephew, immediately rushed over.

In fact, Ye Qingqing was already craving for it when Li Guoer started frying lotus root balls.

It's just that she wasn't as shameless as Xiao Qi, so she ran to the kitchen and acted like a baby until she was half full.

No wonder her grandma often said that if you are thin-skinned, you will not be able to eat, but if you are thick-skinned, you will be full.

As a human being, you still shouldn't care too much about face.

Li Guoer originally wanted to give each of her neighbors a small bowl of lotus root meatballs. But it's a bit late now, and everyone is probably eating.

It was not good to come to someone's house while they were having dinner, so she planned to deliver it in the afternoon. She had plenty of time in the afternoon, so she could get to know the people nearby.

This is what Yang taught her. Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. You can't see each other when you look up but not when you look down. If you can make good friends, try not to make bad friends.

Ye Mu and Wang Chunyu both have bland tastes, and the Ye family's meals are usually bland.

The Li family's dishes are more flavorful. Li Guo'er likes thick oily red sauce when cooking. Ye Qingqing and others were confused by the aroma before they even got close.

"It smells so good. Guo'er, your skills are really good." Ye Qingqing walked faster after smelling the fragrance.

"With Guo'er's skills, it's no problem to work as a chef in a restaurant. The food is as delicious as my mother's cooking."

Before Li Guoer could say anything, Ye Xilin jumped out with a proud look on his face.

Mother Ye, who came in behind, felt very good after hearing her son's words.

Even if you have a conscience, you would forget about me if you didn't have a wife.

Xiao Qi, who was tiptoeing in front of the stove to eat, heard Ye Xilin's words, turned around and tilted her head to ask him.

"Uncle didn't mention my mother just now. Did he think the food my mother cooked was not delicious?" The little guy was ready to make a move, as if he was about to file a complaint.

Mother Ye was serving rice to her eldest daughter-in-law, who was in confinement. When she heard this, she laughed happily.

"Our Xiaoqi is really a filial child."

But Ye Xilin on the side couldn't laugh anymore.

Damn it, he forgot about his sister-in-law. Ye Xilin felt a chill on his back and paused before quickly explaining:

"Of course the food cooked by your mother is delicious, but in my heart, the food cooked by my mother is naturally the most delicious, just like you think the food cooked by your mother is delicious."

Is this little guy going to complain? If this bowl of water is not level, the women in the family will not let him go in the future.

Ye Xilin said a series of words, and Xiao Qi only understood the first sentence.

The little guy nodded his little head with satisfaction, and then continued to sneak another piece of braised pheasant.

Ye Xilin noticed his little movement, hugged him, and patted his little butt twice.

"You Ye Xiaoqi, you actually ate it secretly, I'm going to tell your father and let him spank you."

The guy put his hands on his hips and said confidently, "I didn't eat it secretly. I ate it openly."

The uncle and nephew talked a few more words, and Ye Qingqing and the others had already laid out the food and served the soup.

Seeing that he was really not presentable, Mr. Ye kicked him on the butt.

"Hurry up and eat. They are all married, and they are noisy like children. They are not stable at all."

Ye Xilin rubbed his butt and sat down next to Li Guoer.

Seeing that his wife not only did not comfort him, but also watched and laughed at him, she looked at Li Guoer with a sad face.

Seeing him acting like a cowardly little wife, Mr. Ye glared at him again with great dissatisfaction.

Good-for-nothing guy.

Ye Xilin complained in his heart, when you made my grandma angry before, you didn't behave like this now.

"Pheasant and lotus root soup, braised pheasant, lotus root balls, lotus root meatloaf, braised pork knuckles with ribs, shredded lotus root in vinegar and lotus root stuffed with meat, today is really a treat."

Ye Qingqing drank a bowl of soup in succession and felt very comfortable.

Not only is the soup delicious, but the other dishes are also well prepared.

This sister-in-law's cooking skills are pretty good. Although the taste is a little different from Ye Mu's, it tastes equally delicious.

While the people at Ye Qingqing's table were eating their lunch, the little donkey outside could only look longingly at the fodder hung in front of them.

The millstone was pushed round and round, but the previous fodder could not be eaten (╯＞д＜)╯?˙3˙?.

Finally, the donkey got angry and shook his head hard, causing the fodder to sway in the air a few times.

Swinging around, the fodder was actually thrown down.

The little donkey stopped grinding, quickly lowered his head, ate all the fodder, and then lay lazily on the ground (u?u)???zzz.

Whoever wants to do this job can do it. Anyway, I don’t want to do it anymore.