The young educated youth is the king of melon eating

Xie Yao also took a bowl of Su Chen's brew and drank it slowly. He hadn't had time to drink it at home before his mother arranged for him to come here.

As soon as the two little girls saw each other, they called Aunt Xiulan affectionately, and Mother Xie was naturally happy.

There is one of these that her eldest son likes, so she must like it too. Every time there is something delicious, she would think of asking Xie Yao to go there.

This time, she asked Xie Yao to tell the two of them that they could go watch her make tofu buns tomorrow. In fact, she had made it once a few days ago, but she made not much, and it was snowing, so she didn't let them go. After she made it, she asked Xie Yao to send a few over.

Except for Xie Yao and Xu Shiqing, the rest had never eaten sticky rice dumplings. Shen Lu dipped her lips in sugar and asked Xie Yao if the filling could be made into a dessert. If so, she would bring some sugar over next time she made it.

Xie Yao will definitely have no problem with it. The reason why it is not sweet is because they can eat it as a staple food. If it is too sweet, it will not taste good as a side dish.

Moreover, because it is sweet, children eat it as a snack. Adults can only eat two sticky rice dumplings at a time. If children eat too much, they will get indigestion.

But if Shen Lu wants dessert, it’s no problem. Just separate some of the bean filling and make some for her. It’s no problem for Xie Yao.

Even though he is not good at cooking, he has no problem doing this kind of work. He has been a troublemaker since he was young. In order to keep him quiet for a while, Xie's mother would always let him wash his hands and give him a piece of dough to play with, and then steam it for him.

This skill has been practiced since childhood. Shen Lu's request did not require Xie's mother's consent, and Xie Yao did it for her alone.

When Shen Lu heard that Xie's mother was going to make sticky rice dumplings again, she hurried back to the house, rummaged through her box, and took out half a pound of sugar. She hadn't been to the county town for a long time and didn't buy any last time, so she thought half a pound should be enough.

Ouyang Hua had a good life these days. Although he had to hand over part of his grain in the end, his living standard improved a lot.

Seeing how generous he was in giving, Zhao Hong felt that she was being mean and had to cook for every meal these days.

Without having to provide Ouyang Hua with food, He Yan's burden was also lightened...

But Zhao Hong was very stingy and kept Ouyang Hua's food tightly locked. Every time she had to pull her over to cook, and they would watch and eat together. Zhao Hong had no intention of taking advantage of Ouyang Hua, but He Yan did!

Every time I show her but don’t let her eat…

Watching Zhao Hong stir-fry cabbage with lard for Ouyang Hua and then going back to drink corn porridge after watching her, isn't this bullying!

Today is Laba Festival, and it is time to drink some Laba porridge to suit the occasion. Yesterday, Zhao Hong took a small bag of food that she and Ouyang Hua had with them to the village to exchange for some beans, and she cooked half a pot of porridge early this morning.

Jiang Wenjing and the other person had to go to the big kitchen to cook, otherwise it would be past dinner time by the time Zhao Hong finished cooking. He Yan had corn porridge for all three meals, which was simple and time-saving to put it nicely.

The two waited for her to finish cooking the porridge and then started to make porridge. He Yan drank a bowl of the very thin porridge but it was not filling at all. Before the Chinese New Year, she couldn't even drink corn porridge.

When she entered the house, Zhao Hong's Laba porridge was almost done. The aroma of the porridge drew He Yan to the stove.

It’s a pity that Ouyang Hua doesn’t go out now, so she has no chance to improve his favor. Otherwise, after two months, there should be some emotional foundation by now.

What a pity. Now that she can’t drink it, Zhao Hong will definitely not let her touch it.

"You've come just in time. Send it to Ouyang Zhiqing right away."

Zhao Hong gave the extra bowl to He Yan. She didn't have time to deliver it today. She had to clean the pot and boil water first, and then do the laundry after dinner.