Eating melons and raising children in the period literature

"Hahaha, Wenxuan, look at the big fish I caught!"

Ma Jianfang's loud laughter came from the riverside.

Yang Qingqing also ended her conversation with Wen Jing

She could understand Yang Qingshan's previous actions, and she could also understand Wen Jing's current thoughts.

She felt that since they had left their previous place and came to a new place,

It's a complete fresh start. Wen Jing can also start over, but it doesn't mean she will forget the past.

Change is for a better future, but the past memories will become more precious and profound.

“We started over today.

Let's go and see how big the fish they caught are! Let's have fun this afternoon, okay?"

Yang Qingqing picked up Wenjie and walked towards the river, then turned back and said to Wenjing

"Okay, I get it. Let's go play by the river."

Wen Jing may have really understood, or she may have felt relieved after speaking out.

Anyway, she seems to be much happier, as if she has unloaded a burden.

Yang Qingqing and the other two came to the river and saw that the fish that Ma Jianfang had shown off was really big. It was a carp and looked like it weighed at least one pound.

Wenxuan and Ma Jianfang became even more excited and kept wading in the river, preparing to catch more fish.

The fishing net was not big, so Ma Jianfang could control it alone, while Wenxuan, Wenyuan, Wendan and Wenran drove the fish from a distance.

It's called a fishing net, but it's actually just a frame made of a few pieces of wood, and the back is woven with reeds. It's similar to the backpack Yang Qingqing used, but this one is softer.

They caught a relatively large fish, and the other fish were as thick as a finger. There were many kinds of fish, but Yang Qingqing couldn't name any of them.

Wen Qian was playing with the shrimps by the river and having fun

After about an hour, Yang Qingqing saw that the sun was about to set.

I called a few children back home.

"We're home now, time to cook. Hurry up."

"Got it! Auntie, this is the last net. We'll leave after we finish fishing." Wen Yuan answered while wading in the water

This is Wen Qian and Wen Jie. Wen Jing has returned to Yang Qingqing.

When Wenxuan and his friends came back, they brought back half a basket of fish.

Yang Qingqing estimated that it was about three pounds, so she suggested

"How about I make braised fish and fried fish for you tonight? How about Jianfang also having dinner at Auntie's house tonight?"

"Aunt Qingqing, I won't go. Let's talk about it later when there's a chance. My mother will definitely cook for me. I'll just go home."

When Ma Jianfang heard what Yang Qingqing said, she immediately shook her head and waved her hands, rejecting

He knew that Yang Qingqing had sincerely invited him, but he couldn't go, otherwise his father would break his legs.

Now, what his parents told them most was that they could not eat at other people's homes and could not take things from the villagers.

Yang Qingqing thought that what she had just said was indeed a bit problematic. This was not the right thing to do in today's society.

So she said, "We can't let you work for nothing. Can we give you the bigger fish and half of the smaller fish?"

Yang Qingqing saw that he was about to refuse again, and then said

"You caught this big fish, and you also contributed to the small fish. Besides, we just had fish at home. This one is perfect for you to take home and add to the dish. You'll have no problem listening to me."

"Aunt, what can half of the small fish do with so many of you? I just want this bigger one. The small fish my mom cooks isn't tasty at all, so you should just take it back."

Yang Qingqing thought that people nowadays really don't want to use oil when cooking. If you want to cook so many small fish well, you need a lot of oil.

She didn't insist on waiting until it was done and asking Wenxuan to deliver it to him.

"Okay, we'll send some to you when we're done."

"Ah! No, I just have a big fish..."

Yang Qingqing saw that he was going to say something, so she interrupted him.

"Okay, no need to say more, we'll talk about it later. Just take it if it's given to you, don't be embarrassed. I'm the elder and I have the final say."

When Yang Qingqing and the others returned home, Yang Qingqing asked Wenjing to coax Wenjie, Wenxuan and Wenxuan to clean up the small fish they had caught, and Wendan and the others went to the vegetable garden to help him pick vegetables, while she went to prepare dinner.

She had finished all the dishes and rice she had cooked for lunch, and there was nothing left.

At night, she looked at the food she had brought out, but she had no idea what to cook.

After much thought, I decided to fry the small fish at night and exchange the remaining fish with the small fish pickles in the space, so that I would have two dishes.

You can take more small fish and pickles. You can eat them tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

Yang Qingqing didn't have any other ideas, so she just waited to see what vegetables Wen Dan and the others would pick.

Yang Qingqing baked a lot of pancakes, of course more than half of them were from the space, and cooked a pot of cornmeal porridge.

Wendan and his friends came back with cucumbers, tomatoes, eggplants and peppers.

Yang Qingqing stir-fried a dish with eggplant and pepper, smashed a cucumber, and mixed it with sugar-coated tomatoes.

He took out a large plate of braised pork from the space and filled the table with a large amount of dishes.

She gave Wenxuan a bowl of fried fish and asked him to take it to Ma Jianfang's house.

When he came back, he happened to meet Yang Qinghe and Ma Liyue, and they entered the house together.

"Brother and sister-in-law, wash your hands, it's time to eat! You little ones, go wash your hands too, we're ready to eat."

Wenyuan looked at the table full of dishes and felt a little disappointed.

"Aunt, why is there no meat? I want to eat big plate chicken and pickled fish."

Yang Qinghe and Ma Liyue both looked at Yang Qingqing, as if Yang Qingqing had cheated on him and now she had accidentally been exposed.

Of course, this was Yang Qingqing's own feeling, because she felt guilty and did not leave anything for her second brother and his wife.

"Brother, sister-in-law, this is what we had at noon. But we've finished it all. It doesn't matter if we eat again tomorrow night. Ha~ha~ha~ha~ We still have some food! Ha~"

What Yang Qinghe was actually thinking was that his sister was really extravagant in spending money. This was not a good thing. What would she do when she got married in the future? Would she not be sent back to her husband's family?

Ma Liyue and Yang Qinghe have the same idea.

Normally, Yang Qingqing made no distinction between Wenxuan and Wendan and Wenran. If there were Wenxuan and Wenqian, there would also be Wendan, Wenran and Wenjie.

She is also very nice to her sister-in-law, and there are not as many problems as other families in the village.

Ma Liyue feels that she is quite content. Although her family members have different personalities, they all get along harmoniously and there are no major conflicts.

Even if conflicts arise sometimes, everyone will understand and understand each other, not hold grudges, and the conflicts will soon pass.

"We had such a good meal at noon. We should be more low-key at night and eat lighter food. Besides, there are braised pork, fried fish, and fish pickles! They are all meat, so eat them quickly. Many people in the village can't eat such good food."

"Okay, will we eat tomorrow? You just said so, auntie."

Wen Yuan asked without giving up

"Then ask your second uncle and second aunt if they will be back for dinner tomorrow night."