60s: Petite Wife

: One hundred and ninety-three cool cakes are delivered to the door to sprinkle

The person who came in was Qi Huarong, a pale yellow shirt with flounces, black trousers trimmed down to make her legs look very slender, pink plastic sandals showing Bai Shengsheng's feet, and a rose-red male was pinned to her short hair. Compared with the simple blue-gray-white dress before, there are several bright colors, but it is not as old-fashioned as before.

"Sigui, you haven't come to my house for a few days. Let's go. I made a new mint cool cake. Come to my house to eat. Li Yazi and Sister Shen will also go together." Qi Huarong smiled all over his face. , dragged Han Sigui enthusiastically.

Han Sili's eyes lit up first, then she shook her head and refused, "I won't go, my grandma told me and the third sister to go home after delivering the pickled peppers."

Han Sigui, who was originally a little moved, heard the word "Ama", and immediately got up and sat down on the stool obediently, shaking her head like a drum: "No, Ama told me to go back to the house in a while."

Shen Jiao also said lightly, "The sun is too poisonous, so I won't go."

She didn't want to deal with Qi Huarong, a person with a different appearance. Since the last time she broke her face with Qi Huarong, she even went to seek medical advice every few days, and she would never step into Qi's house.

Qi Huarong secretly hated and glanced at the biscuits in Han Sili's hand, thinking that the reason why Han Sigui couldn't go to her house was because of Shen Jiao's biscuits.

He scolded Han Sigui with shallow eyelids, but still smiled: "It's just a drop in at my house, it won't take much time, besides, I would like to ask Sigui to help me bring some cool cakes for Grandma Han and Auntie to eat. !"

Han Sigui licked her lips, Huarong's cakes must be delicious, but if grandma finds out, she will be scolded again if she goes back, what should I do?

"Li Yazi, why don't you go eat a piece of cake? Don't talk to your grandma when you go back!" Han Sigui said good things to Han Sili, and he felt so aggrieved.

After she recovered from her illness, Grandma sent Li Yazi to watch her specifically, and she was not allowed to play with Huarong. I don't know why Grandma and Grandma didn't like Huarong so much.

Obviously what a good girl Huarong is!

Some time ago, she was sick and Huarong didn't come to see her, but later she heard from her second brother that Huarong didn't know about her illness, and no one in the village knew about it, so she was a little strange to Huarong at first, but now she doesn't.

However, Shen Jiao is not too disgusting, that is, she looks so disgusting, she is not elegant at all, and I don't know what the eyes of my uncle and grandma and grandma are?

One or two said that Shen Jiao was better than Hua Rong, but she didn't see it at all!

Han Sili is actually craving for Qingliang cake. The name sounds delicious, and her body is a lot colder, but Grandma said that he should imprison the third sister and can't go to Sister Qi's house to play. He must take Grandma. The assigned task is done.

I want to eat cool cakes, but I can't go against the instructions of Grandma, what should I do?

The little guy's round head still turned quite fast, and he quickly let him come up with a good compromise, and suggested: "Sister Qi, you can bring the Qingliang cake to Sister Jiaojiao's house to eat, so that I and I Sanjie Jiaojiao can eat it all!"

Han Sigui's eyes lit up, this is a good way, she can eat the cool cake again, and she doesn't have to be punished by the grandmother, but she doesn't want to close the ancestral hall anymore, and now she will be woken up by nightmares at night!

"Li Yazi is right, Hua Rong, please bring the Qingliang cake and eat it."

Qi Huarong gritted her silver teeth with hatred. She worked so hard to make the cake, and she had to bring it to her door in the face of the sun. How cheap she must be!

Shen Jiao gave Han Sili a compliment secretly, and deliberately added fuel to her words: "Miss Qi, please bring it here, let's all try Miss Qi's good craftsmanship!"

The smile on Qi Huarong's face was almost unbearable, she didn't want to send it to her door at all, and the object was a village girl and a rival. He Qi Huarong was not a servant girl, how could he do such a shameful thing Woolen cloth!

Seeing her reluctant appearance, Shen Jiao sneered in her heart, and then said intentionally: "Are you worried that Miss Qi is not making enough Qingliang cakes? Don't worry, Miss Han and Liyazi each have two pieces, I only need a small piece. Not much."

Han Sigui said thoughtfully, "I don't need two pieces, just one piece."

Han Sili also agreed wisely: "I only need one piece, so Sister Qi, you only need three pieces."

The smile on Qi Huarong's face froze even more. These people said a single word, as if her family couldn't even afford a few pieces of refreshing cake. Even if her Qi family was down, it was only a few pieces of cake. Are you going to talk about the block to eat?

"I've made a lot of cakes, and I'm afraid that one person won't be able to take them away. Sister Shen, go get them with me!" Qi Huarong didn't give up and wanted to find someone to be a maid with.

Shen Jiao refused without thinking: "Let Li Yazi go, I'm afraid of the sun, so I'd rather stay at home if I don't eat!"

Han Sili cleverly got off the stool and shouted at Qi Huarong, "I'll go, Sister Qi, hurry up!"

Qi Huarong gritted her teeth, and had to follow out reluctantly. The bright sun outside made her even dizzy. She regretted that she was thankless and ran to the door to get angry.

"Li Yazi, why didn't your third sister come to my house to play? Do you know why not?" Qi Huarong asked reluctantly.

Han Sili walked in front of her, without turning her head, "What do you want to do, third sister, there is a lot of work to do at home, sister Qi, you are a girl from the city, I don't know how hard we are in the mountains, if you don't work, you will If you don't get food, you'll be hungry if you don't get food!"

She was taught a lesson by an old-fashioned brat~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Qi Huarong's chest was blocking her, and she could not wait to slap this brat on the buttocks to let out a few breaths.

Shen Jiao and Han Sigui were relatively speechless, looking at each other with big eyes and small eyes, the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

"I want to make jelly jelly, do you want to eat it?" Shen Jiao had no choice but to talk to Han Sigui about food. She was afraid that she would ignite a gun battle in other aspects.

Sure enough, as soon as he heard the food, Han Sigui's expression softened a lot, and he said with a buzzing voice, "Whatever you want to do, tell me what to do, just do it!"

Shen Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, although her tone was still not good, it was much better than being relatively speechless just now.

"Then I'll do it!"

Shen Jiao was not on a whim, but in the morning when Shen Jiaxing shouted that she wanted to eat jelly, Shen Jiao took out the mangosteen seeds from the treasure bowl. Come here, this is rarely sold in the city, because most of the jelly in the city is made of lotus root flour or sweet potato flour.

However, Shen Jiaxing only loves this one. Every summer, the cook at home has to put a big pot in the well to keep it in the well. Later, he thought the water in the well was not cool enough, so he bought a refrigerator at a high price, just to make jelly and eat it.

Later, she even made sorbet for Shen Jiao, but this refrigerator was smashed by students last year, and it was so smashed that it couldn't make any ice cream!

Laoyang likes to eat fish. Note: The jelly made from mango lotus seeds is a special product in Jiangsu and Zhejiang. It is the same as Cantonese people use burning fairy grass to make jelly. This jelly is called mango tofu by Zhejiang people. It looks like jelly and is very good. Eat, and cool and delicious. The monthly ticket is 752 votes, and more updates are added, ah!

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