Dressed as a cute kid with a farm: Pick up a brother to farm

Five shrimps for a pot of porridge is really not much, but Ye Yaoyao ate it very satisfyingly.

Because I cook frequently, the seasonings in the kitchen are relatively sufficient.

Some farms produce the fruit themselves, while others are picked by Meng Huaishao in his small vegetable garden.

It’s a pity that the seeds and seedlings outside, after being brought into the farm space, do not have the magical speed-up function, otherwise, the baby’s diet would be even richer.

Meng Huaishao cut ginger, garlic and shallots, made onion and ginger water, and marinated the pig heart and liver.

This pickling method is simple and has a good effect in removing fishy smell. The pig heart and liver will have much less fishy smell after pickling.

The processing of lard is even simpler. Just cut it into small pieces, put it in a pan, and fry the oil out.

If conditions permit, you can also add some pepper and salt, which will not only make it fragrant but also extend the shelf life.

A small piece of pork fat, not many pieces in total.

Meng Huaishao skillfully turned on the fire, dried the wok, and added pork fat.

Soon, the oil pan began to sizzle.

The baby who was concentrating on eating heard the noise, looked up, and the next moment, grabbed the remote control next to him, adjusted the direction, and ran away!

She has thin skin and tender flesh, so it’s better for her to stay away from the frying pan!

It's all about safety!

He was running while putting porridge into his mouth, perfectly portraying the role of a greedy baby.

Meng Huaishao also took a few steps back to prevent the oil from splashing on his body.

The oil pan was dry and there was no water in it, so the splashing was not that severe.

After the lard starts to produce oil, the "sizzling" sound becomes smaller but more frequent.

Meng Huaishao held the spatula and slowly turned the pork fat so that it could be heated evenly and the oil could be fried out better.

Slowly, the lard began to turn yellow, and the burnt aroma of the lard residue wafted out.

Ye Yaoyao sniffed and looked towards the oil pan. A line of crystal saliva flowed out of her chubby little mouth uncontrollably...

Seeing Meng Huaishao turning down the fire, adding salt and scooping lard, the baby, feeling that there was no danger, started to manipulate the dining table and chairs again and came over happily.

Well, what I meant was that her bowl was empty and she wanted more porridge, not that she wanted to eat lard residue!

A small piece of pork fat only produced half a bowl of lard. Sichuan peppercorns were quite expensive, and Meng Huaishao didn't have any, so he could only leave it like that.

The lard residue was also served up and had been fried until it was a little brown. Meng Huaishao planned to save it for stir-frying vegetables.

As I turned around with the plate in my hand and was about to put it on the table, I saw the baby's eager eyes.

Meng Huaishao looked at the baby, then at the plate in his hand, and understood what he meant.

"Yaoyao, do you want to eat lard residue?"

Ye Yaoyao nodded, then her face turned red and she quickly shook her head.

"It's hot now, I'll break some off for you to try later, okay?"

"Okay!" Ye Yaoyao nodded quickly, fearing that Meng Huaishao would go back on his word.

"Yaoyao is so good!"

Meng Huaishao rubbed her little head, put the plate of lard on the table, and asked the baby, "Shrimp and corn porridge, do you want more? Brother will serve it to you."

"Eat it!" Ye Yaoyao answered with a smile.

"Okay! Brother will give you some more!"

Worried that the baby would eat too much, Meng Huaishao only served the baby half a bowl of porridge and left another bowl for himself.

Then he sat aside, chewing corn and watching the baby drink porridge.

The baby who is working hard on his meal is so adorable!

During a break in her meal, Ye Yaoyao looked up and saw Meng Huaishao looking at her, grinning brightly at him.

Meng Huaishao gently wiped the rice grains stuck to the corners of her mouth, full of pampering: "Eat slowly, if it's delicious, brother will make it again in a few days."

"Hmm!" The baby filled his mouth with porridge and nodded with his cheeks puffed out.

By the time Ye Yaoyao was full, the lard residue was no longer hot.

Meng Huaishao washed his hands, picked up a piece of fried lard that was not too dry, broke it in half, took out the white part in the center, and fed it to the baby.

The soft and chewy lard residue is fresh, tender and smooth, melting in your mouth.

Ye Yaoyao took a bite, and her big eyes, like black grapes, sparkled.

So delicious!

"Still eating!"

Meng Huaishao picked up another piece and broke it off at the center.

The baby's pink little mouth is full of oil from eating lard residue.

"Still eating!"

Meng Huaishao gave the third piece.

"Still eating!"

Meng Huaishao: “…”

"Be good~ I won't eat today~"

Meng Huaishao wiped the baby's greasy little mouth.

The baby pouted his little mouth: "I want to eat!"

"You are still young. If you eat too much and can't digest it, you will have a stomachache." Meng Huaishao tried to reason with the baby.

Fortunately, the baby understood the reason.

Ye Yaoyao looked at the plate on the table eagerly, clasped her little fingers in frustration, and said aggrievedly: "Okay, then I won't eat it."

After saying that, he fumbled with the remote control and turned his head.

Meng Huaishao thought the baby was unhappy, and just as he was about to comfort him, he heard the baby talking to himself.

"When I grow up, I will eat a whole bowl of it at a time and give it all to you! Not a single piece will be left! Humph!"

Meng Huaishao: “…”

Well, when the baby grows up, it’s not impossible for him to eat a big bowl of food at a time.

That’s right, you still have to make money!

How much lard is needed to make a large basin of lard residue?

Meng Huaishao was under tremendous pressure.

In order to satisfy the baby's appetite, he has to work harder.

It is impossible to get rich just by relying on traps. He needs to think about it carefully.

It’s so hard to make money!

Meng Huaishao sighed while washing dishes until he saw the baby running towards him holding a small flower. Then a smile appeared on his face again.

"GuoGuo! HuaHua! This is for you!"

Ye Yaoyao held up the lavender sweet potato flower and handed it to Meng Huaishao.

"Thank you, Yaoyao!"

Meng Huaishao smiled, then turned serious again, "Didn't my brother tell me to take him with me wherever I go? How did you forget?"

Ye Yaoyao was stunned. It seemed that she...had indeed forgotten.

He immediately lowered his head and remained silent.

Meng Huaishao sighed. Ye Yaoyao was still a baby after all, and he couldn't ask too much of her, so he lowered his voice.

"Is it the flowers sent by the little green snake again?"

"No, Yaoyao picked it herself!"

Ye Yaoyao poked her finger and explained intermittently.

"That's good."

Meng Huaishao continued to teach the baby, "Stay away from the little green snake. Don't be fooled. If it sneaks up on you and your brother doesn't see it, you must call your brother immediately. Do you understand?"

"Know!"

Ye Yaoyao nodded heavily.

She really didn't dare to be alone with the little green snake.

Even though the little green snake spoke with a baby voice and was very arrogant.

However, those who are not of my species must have different hearts[Note 1]. Who would believe what a green snake says?

Unless one has the ability to absolutely control and suppress the opponent.

Ye Yaoyao and Meng Huaishao, they don’t have any.

[Note 1]: Those who are not of my race must have different hearts: Excerpted from "Zuo Zhuan·Cheng Gong·Cheng Gong Four Years".