The new book of the burning prairie star

"We have the Chinese cabbage you brought from the village, as well as some beans and cucumbers." Little Zhang thought for a moment and took out two Chinese cabbages from the grain storage room. "I'll wash them and mix them with the meat to make stuffing."

"Well, okay," Yang Biao nodded, took out another kitchen knife, held the knife in both hands, and started chopping the meat into pieces.

"Brother Biao, there's no need to use so much force. You will break the chopping board." When little Zhang heard her eldest son chopping meat so loudly, she was afraid that the chopping board would be broken, so she quickly put down the cabbage she was washing and went into the kitchen to remind him.

"Oh, I understand." Yang Biao felt a little embarrassed and chopped the meat more gently.

Qin Xiaoran, who was rolling out noodles on the side, looked at Yang Biao who looked a little embarrassed and burst out laughing.

"Okay, I didn't expect you to make fun of me." Yang Biao pretended to be angry, "You are such a heartless person, I have always been so sincere to you."

When Qin Xiaoran heard Yang Biao say the words "from the bottom of my heart", she couldn't help but blush, "I didn't..." and couldn't say any more.

"Your face really does turn red easily." Before Yang Biao finished speaking, he heard Yang Lin's voice coming over, "Brother, come and see how many loaches I caught."

When Yang Biao heard his younger brother calling him, he didn't even put down his knife, but ran out with it, "Oh, you caught quite a lot of loaches." Then he thought of something, and the smile on his face disappeared instantly, "Did you catch the fish by yourself?"

"No, I went there with my neighbor's uncle and his family. I didn't go there alone to catch fish." Yang Lin stood up straight. "I remember telling my brother that I would not go to the river alone."

"Well, that's enough for you to know," Yang Biao breathed a sigh of relief. The reason why he asked Yang Lin to make assurances again and again was because he was afraid that something might happen if the child went to the river alone.

"Where did sister go? Why didn't I see you?" Yang Lin asked Yang Biao curiously. He found that Yang Xiaohua was not at home and wanted to know where she had gone.

"She's in the cloth shop..." Qin Wanran wanted to tell Yang Lin that Yang Xiaohua was learning to cut clothes in his family's newly opened cloth shop, but Yang Biao covered his mouth. He didn't want the fact that he bought the cloth shop to be exposed so quickly.

"Xiaohua is learning embroidery now, and Yanglin should also pay more attention to his studies." Yang Biao felt that the whole family was trying their best. "Next April, when you are fully mourned, I will send you to school."

"Yes, brother, I understand." Yang Lin nodded, "Sister Xiaoran has been teaching us to read and write these days. When we take the entrance exam, we will be able to pass it easily."

"Well, I believe I can do it." Yang Biao encouraged.

"Well, I also believe that my brother's vision will never go wrong." In order to praise himself, Yang Lin also praised his brother. He was very satisfied with his flattery performance.

"Well, it's true that your brother has a good eye for people. This is also a skill, hahaha!" Yang Biao was just joking and didn't think of anything else. Recalling how he had just heard the kid's brother flattering him and how worthless he looked, he burst into laughter.

"It's not right to praise yourself. It's only true when others praise you." Yang Lin looked serious and responsible, not wanting to let his brother be proud.

"Even if others don't praise me, I am still good, and I won't become a fool because of others' curses." Just like the lyrics say: Just listen to what others say and make your own decisions. He just told Yang Lin not to care too much about what others say, as long as he thinks it is right, just do it.

"Yes, that's true." Yang Lin felt that his brother was right, but he also felt that it was a bit strange.

When Yang Biao saw Xiao Zhang coming in with two washed cabbages, he hurried forward to chop the drained cabbages into pieces and put them into the chopped meat and mixed them evenly.

"Okay, go and light the fire, we can start making dumplings." Xiao Zhang instructed her youngest son, who picked up the dough rolled out by Qin Xiaoran and started making dumplings. Yang Biao also picked up the chopsticks and put the stuffing into the dough, and started making dumplings as well.

Soon, the dough rolled by Qin Xiaoran could not keep up with the speed of the two people making dumplings, so Yang Biao also joined in rolling the dough.

"Hey, we're having dumplings for dinner today," Yang Xiaohua had just returned from the cloth shop when she smelled the aroma of dumplings being cooked. She quickly quickened her pace and ran to the kitchen, "Mom, I want to eat twenty big dumplings today, no, I want to eat thirty big dumplings!"

Mrs. Zhang touched her daughter's face lovingly and said with a smile, "Okay, Xiaohua can eat as many as you want."

"Oh, there's flour on your hands and it's all over my face." Yang Xiaohua was originally very happy to hear her mother say that she could eat as much as she wanted, but when she accidentally saw the flour on Xiao Zhang's hands, she couldn't help but scream. She quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped the flour off her face.

"Xiaohua, it's better for you to wipe it in front of the mirror." Qin Xiaoran saw her wiping the flour off her face with a handkerchief. She made a lot of movements but perfectly avoided the flour on her face. She smiled and gave her an idea.

"Yes, Xiaoran is still smart!" Yang Xiaohua hurried to her room to look in the mirror and wipe the flour off her face.

"A little flour on your face won't do any harm. Is there any need to wipe it off in such a hurry?" Yang Lin added a piece of firewood to the stove and looked at his sister running away in confusion.

"Don't worry about girls' affairs, little brother." Yang Biao smiled and patted Yang Lin's head. Girls love beauty and cleanliness, which is something that Yang Lin, a naughty boy who gets covered in dirt every day after playing in the village, cannot understand.

"Yes, Yang Lin, you'd better practice the words I taught you." Qin Xiaoran also felt that the little brat didn't need to worry about Xiaohua.

The whole family sat at the table and ate dumplings happily. "I wonder how your grandma is doing?" Xiao Zhang was eating dumplings, and suddenly she remembered every bit of her life with Zhang over the years. She was actually very good to her, and she was also the one who tried to treat her equally. She remembered that the reason she was reluctant to leave was that she had deep feelings for her. "It's just that your aunt is too kind to others, otherwise..."

"Mom, don't mention the past anymore." Yang Biao advised Xiao Zhang, they had already moved out. This person, especially when eating, should not mention these things, it will be easier to think of Wang's sarcastic words, which will affect the appetite.

"Your aunt said that your father was killed by me, and I deserve to be a widow. I should live a miserable life alone for the rest of my life." Little Zhang thought of the words Wang had used to scold her, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Sure enough, I knew it would be like this. "Mom, life is like this. You don't have to think too much, because some people are not worth your attention, and some words don't need to be taken to heart." Yang Biao comforted.