Poor little thing is eating melons and watching the drama in the period literature

The boy touched his head and smiled shyly: "Coincidence is also good luck. My cousin is also very lucky. As long as she goes up the mountain, she can encounter good things."

"By the way, Ping An, when will your Yuanyuan come back from Beijing? Without her, we can't even get game. I haven't smelled meat for a long time."

Jiang Ping'an smiled and pushed the boy who was talking: "Don't come on, I haven't smelled meat for a long time. Did the dog eat the cured pork ribs that Qingxu gave you just now?"

The boy stepped back without getting angry: "That's different."

"Qingxu gave us bacon, and we hunted fresh meat ourselves."

Yu Qingtang understood what the boy meant. When she was young, meat was very hard to come by. Apart from eating slaughtered pigs during the Chinese New Year, she basically had no access to fresh meat. At that time, she felt that there was nothing more delicious than fresh meat.

Unexpectedly, one of these teenagers is the cousin of the three-year-old lucky heroine. From the moment Yu Qingtang figured out his identity, a faint warm yellow light rose from Jiang Pingan's body.

Jiang Pingan continued: "Yi Shu needs to have surgery at a large hospital in Beijing. My uncle and his family will probably take a few months to come back."

"Your uncle and his family are really good people. They are good people if they can feed the child they picked up. Your uncle even went to a big hospital in Beijing to perform surgery on him."

"My grandma always said that we should be kind-hearted. We can't just watch a little kid lying paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life. She also said that it was because she and my grandpa did so many good things that a little lucky baby like Yuanyuan was born in our family."

A young man quickly covered Jiang Ping'an's mouth.

"Shut up, you can't talk about these feudal and superstitious things now."

The other teenagers also looked at the Yu siblings awkwardly.

Yu Qingtang smiled and said, "It is better to believe it exists than to believe it does not exist."

"It doesn't matter since we are family. Be careful what you say outside next time."

The boys nodded repeatedly.

The cowherd can only go home after dark and can earn eight work points a day.

Yu Qingtang returned to the warehouse at six o'clock in the afternoon and handed in thirty kilograms of pig feed, and received six centimeters.

The other children carried less than her, and ran about the same number of times as her.

After returning to the educated youth center, Yu Qingtang first cooked a pot of rice, then washed the drunk crabs, poured oil into the pot, added garlic, ginger, peppercorns and dried chilies and stir-fried them until fragrant. Then he poured the crabs in and stir-fried them until the crab shells turned red. Then he poured in a large amount of water until the crabs were covered. After the water boiled, he covered the pot and simmered it on low heat.

During this period, Yu Qingtang went to a house not far away and exchanged a handful of fruit candies for two handfuls of radish leaves. The radish leaves were tender and broke easily with a pinch. They tasted slightly bitter, and Yu Qingtang especially liked to eat this stuff.

The vegetables ordered by the educated youth were grown by the older educated youth. The yuqingtang was difficult to pick and there were few varieties, so they exchanged vegetables with the locals.

There was a wooden rack in front of the house where they lived, with shoes placed underneath and ceiling feathers drying in a winnowing basket on top.

Cheng Wuyang, who had just returned from work, had never seen this thing before: "Yu Zhiqing, is this edible too?"

Yu Qingtang squatted on the ground cleaning the radish vines and answered without looking up: "Yes, it is delicious when used for soup or stir-frying meat."

"Yu Zhiqing is amazing. He knows so many delicious places and cooks delicious food too."

"Fortunately, I learned all of this from books before."

"That's amazing. I've read some cooking books before, but I couldn't learn how to cook."

Yu Qingtang finally looked up and thought to himself: Does he want to eat the food I cook?

Cheng Wuyang smiled: That’s right, invite me quickly.

Yu Qingtang felt that he had guessed correctly, so he lowered his head and stopped talking.

In this era of food shortage, normal people would feel embarrassed to eat at other people's homes if the host didn't invite them.

Cooking is very tiring. If Yu Qingxu didn't have to herd cattle and his cooking skills weren't very good, Yu Qingtang wouldn't be able to cook for himself, let alone cook for others.

Cheng Wuyang could contribute money or food to share the meal, but Yu Qingtang was concerned about not having to cook for one more person, so he couldn't say anything more.

When Yu Qingxu came back, the crabs were already ready to eat. Yu Qingtang boiled the washed radish vines in crab soup and then picked them up, just like eating hot pot. Yu Qingxu followed her and learned how to eat.

"Sister, this crab smells so good, and the vegetables are so crispy, your cooking is so delicious!"

Yu Qingtang took a crab leg and sucked it hard, "Don't try to sugarcoat me. You still have to learn how to cook when you have time."

Yu Qingxu nodded repeatedly and agreed first. Even if the food he cooked was unpalatable, his sister couldn't starve them to death.

The next morning, Yu Qingtang struggled to get out of bed. It was still dark outside.

Yu Qingxu was already outside making a fire and cooking noodles. A handful of noodles, five vegetables, an egg, and a spoonful of beef sauce were their breakfast.

Yu Qingtang sat on a small stool beside the fire and tapped his calf: "I didn't do much work yesterday, why do my calves hurt so much?"

Yu Qingxu handed the noodles to her: "Who knew you didn't exercise before."

Yu Qingtang pulled a high stool from the side and placed it in front of him. Then he took the bowl and put it on it. After finishing his breakfast, he went to join the main group.

As usual, the team leader said a few words, and then everyone went to the warehouse to get tools and started the day's work.

Yu Qingtang and a group of other children went to the same mountain as yesterday, and this time they went further.

"Yu Zhiqing, let's go back and leave this place to you."

Seeing Li Jianye's serious face as if he was explaining some national affairs, Yu Qingtang found it very amusing and said seriously, "I guarantee that the task will be completed."

The children walked away contentedly with their small backpacks on their backs. Yu Qingtang and the others were bored and wanted to look around, hoping they might find some treasures.

Finally, after her unremitting efforts, she found several chestnut trees in a small sunken sinkhole. The sinkhole was full of thunder bamboo and banana trees, and these chestnut trees growing in the middle were inconspicuous.

Yu Qingtang climbed down the sinkhole carefully. There were already many chestnuts on the ground, but she preferred the tender chestnuts whose shells had not yet turned brown.

These chestnut trees are not tall and are easy to climb. Yu Qingtang stood on a tree branch and broke off the branches with chestnut balls and threw them down.

After an hour of busy work, she finally picked all that could be picked. She slipped into the space and took out a few large plastic bags, filling five large plastic bags.

After doing all this, she took a canvas bag and picked up the intact old chestnuts on the ground.

"Yu Zhiqing!"

"Yu Zhiqing, where are you?"

Hearing the childish cries one after another, Yu Qingtang was awakened from the joy of the harvest and quickly climbed up the tiankeng to respond to the children.

"Hey~ I'm here."

The children who heard the sound all ran over. Li Jianye asked, "Yu Zhiqing, why are you here?"