Quick, I don't want to be in love anymore

Chapter 178: The Love-brained Ex-wife of the Period Literature (5)

Because after Song Yi went to the army, only the mother and son were left at home. In order to facilitate their use of water, before going to the army, Song Yi specially asked several people from the same village to dig a well in the yard and install a water pump.

After Qi Su poured the hawthorns and chestnuts out of the backpack, he put them into two baskets respectively.

Then take out a basin, pour the hawthorns in it, and wash them carefully.

Song Jing, who was standing by, saw this and also moved his own small stool to sit beside her. He followed her example and used his little hands to pick up the hawthorns and wash them one by one.

Qi Su saw it but didn't stop it. It wasn't that she didn't feel sorry for the child, but it was only August, which was a hot time of year. The water coming out of the water pump was cool and quite comfortable. If it was winter, she would definitely not let Song Jing do this.

It is already evening, the sun is setting, the sky is dyed orange, and the afterglow of the sun shines on the mother and son. This atmosphere makes people feel inexplicably warm.

The washed hawthorn is bright red. If you don’t know what it tastes like, it will definitely make you salivate.

Although they are not short of money now, in order to avoid attracting attention, Qi Su chose sugar snowballs, which use relatively less sugar, between candied haws and sugar snowballs.

By the time the hawthorns dried, the sun had completely set, leaving only a faint light, and the world seemed to become hazy.

"Xiao Jing, you must stay away when Mom is cooking or making other food, okay? Even if you need to find Mom for something, don't suddenly appear and stand near me, because if I don't see you, it's easy to burn you."

"Xiao Jing knows."

Looking at the serious expression on his mother's face, Song Jing restrained his smile and put on a serious expression on his chubby face. After thinking for a moment, he nodded his head seriously, like a little adult.

Qi Su couldn't help but pinch his little face. The child's face was tender and soft, and it felt very comfortable to pinch, so she couldn't control her sinful hands at all.

Fortunately, Song Jing did not reject her behavior. Instead, he stayed where he was and let her pinch him.

Sometimes when he saw Qi Su was unhappy, he would put his face in her palm and massage her, hoping that this would make her feel better. After lighting the fire and adding a few small firewood, Qi Su put a certain proportion of sugar and water into the pot.

After the sugar was completely melted, she poured the washed hawthorns into it and continued to stir-fry.

After a while, the transparent sugar turned white, like frost on the ground, hanging on the red hawthorn skin.

When it seemed like it was almost done, Qi Su transferred all the hawthorns in the pot into a round winnowing basket, shook it to disperse them, and waited for them to cool.

She didn't think too much when she picked the fruits, so she picked a lot. But when she was washing them just now, Qi Su suddenly realized a problem.

Refrigerators were not common in that era, and the temperature in August was already high. The icing sugar coating these sugar snowballs melted easily and could not be kept for long.

So she only made a small part, planning to send some to the Song family tomorrow, and keep a small part for herself.

Based on 011's instructions, she canned the remaining hawthorns, which could be kept for about a week.

"Host, host, I want to eat too!"

011 suddenly popped its head out, raised a little paw, and strongly expressed its desire to eat.

"Don't worry, I won't miss you."

Qi Su subconsciously glanced at Song Jing, and after realizing that he couldn't see 011, he nodded slightly at him...

(End of this chapter)