Chang'an was also awakened by the noise. He sat up and looked at his aunt: "The dog is barking."
Wu hummed and whispered: "It's your little aunt knocking on the door outside."
Song Yufeng didn't know what was going on. She ran to her house and knocked on the door at dawn.
She wanted to ignore it, but she kept knocking and knocking, making the dog angry.
When Chang'an heard that it was her little aunt, she immediately shrank into the quilt.
Her little aunt was the most fierce, and she didn't like her at all.
But she seemed to have to get up. She was anxious and had to go to the toilet.
Chang'an got up again, slid off the kang, put on wooden slippers, and went to the toilet with a clatter.
Wu had already opened the courtyard gate and stood at the door and asked Song Yufeng: "What's the matter?"
Song Yufeng smiled and held a bowl with two boiled eggs in sugar water: "My father asked me to send two eggs to you."
Then she pushed the bowl to Wu's arms: "It's freshly cooked and still hot. Take it and eat it."
Wu looked down at the eggs and pushed the bowl back: "We have eggs at home. You should leave this for Xiyue and Chengye."
"Hey, third sister-in-law, what do you mean? My mother worked hard to cook a bowl of boiled eggs in sugar water, but she just saw that Chang'an was pitiful and no one cared about her. You took Qiao's." Song Yufeng showed a mocking expression, squeezed straight into the door, and walked into the house with the bowl.
Wu didn't know what she was up to, so she had to close the door and follow her.
Chang'an came out of the toilet and saw her beautiful little aunt.
She was wearing a pink silk skirt, with double ring buns, thin eyebrows, long eyes and fair skin, which was completely different from the little girls in the village.
"Chang'an, come and eat the sugar-water eggs." Today, the little aunt was unusually enthusiastic and kept waving Chang'an over.
Chang'an hesitated and walked closer, took a look at the bowl of black soup, and shook her head: "No."
She didn't want to eat what her little aunt sent.
Because she had heard a lot of her cousin's inner thoughts, she knew that she had been cursing herself and her uncle and aunt to death, and said that there were many poisonous weeds in the wild, which could poison several people without anyone noticing.
"You really don't know what's good for you! It's up to you whether you want to eat it or not, anyway, I've sent it to you!" Song Yufeng rolled her eyes, put the bowl on the table, turned around and left.
Wu watched her sister-in-law go out the door, looked down at the bowl of brown sugar eggs, and frowned slightly.
Chang'an quickly pulled her aunt's sleeve and whispered: "No, send it back!"
She was afraid that her aunt would eat this bowl of black stuff.
Wu thought about it, picked up the bowl and went out.
When she arrived at the new house, she put the bowl of brown sugar eggs on the stone pier at the door of the new house.
After returning home, Wu scooped water for her niece to wash up. Seeing that the little baby was still staring at her worriedly, she smiled and said, "I really didn't eat it. I have sent it back."
Chang'an was relieved and said seriously, "No, don't eat her food. It will be poisonous."
Wu wiped the baby's face and nodded, "Auntie knows, don't worry, little Chang'an, we will never eat her food."
Chang'an was satisfied and ran to the backyard to pick melon leaves to feed the goslings.
When a few chicks and geese saw the little master coming, they immediately chased after her to beg for food.
Huahua half-lying on the reed mat looked coldly, seeming a little unhappy.
The chirping group made her headache early in the morning. If she was not afraid that the little master would be angry, she would have wanted to carry them outside the wall.
Chang'an pulled a few leaves and threw them to the goslings, and then went to look at the radish.
Huh? Why did she feel that the radish had grown a lot overnight? It was only the size of an egg before, but now the ones exposed outside are bigger than eggs.
Moreover, the radish leaves have grown a lot, lush and green, and taller than the green vegetables.
Changan squatted down and imitated his aunt, breaking the leaves of the radish. Aunt said that if there are too many leaves on the radish, you should break off a few of them, otherwise the radish will not grow.
The same is true for winter melon and pumpkin. When they are all fruiting, you should pick off some leaves and tender heads, so that the fruits will grow bigger.
At this time, Wu came over and saw the vegetables in the field. She was surprised: "What's going on?"
The radishes were sparse at first, how come they changed overnight?
"Aunt, there are vegetables to eat." Changan held the radish leaves to his aunt.
Cut the radish leaves into pieces and pickle them with salt. They taste very good and can be eaten with porridge.
Wu took the radish leaves and pulled up two more radishes. Sure enough, they were much bigger than yesterday.
She was puzzled, but very happy.
It is a good thing that the vegetables in the vegetable garden grow well. No matter what happens, it is enough to have vegetables to eat every day.
Now the vegetable gardens of every household in the village are short of water. Except for the amaranth and perilla, the others are unwilling to sprout.
But my own vegetable garden is getting better and better, and every vegetable is very lush. It is incredible.
"Today, Auntie, let's make some shredded radish pancakes." Wu pulled out two more radishes and asked her niece, "Do you want to join us?"
"Yes!" Chang'an immediately became energetic and followed her aunt to the kitchen to watch her knead the dough.
There was ready-made sour beans at home. Soaking them in warm water to dissolve them and mixing them with the dough can make the dough ferment quickly.
However, sour beans have a sour taste and must be neutralized with wood ash water, otherwise the noodles will also have a sour taste and will not taste good.
Wu took out a basin of wood ash from the bottom of the pot, added water to it and stirred it, then filtered out the impurities with a piece of cloth. The remaining water was alkaline water, which could not only be used to knead the dough, but also to wash clothes and hair.
After filtering the wood ash water several times until the color of the water became clear, Wu used this water to knead the dough.
After that, she put it in the sun to ferment, and then she started to cut the radish.
Before the radish was cut, someone suddenly knocked on the courtyard door again.
"Open the door! You damn bastard, why don't you open the door quickly!" It was the sharp voice of Old Zhao outside the door.
Wu frowned and didn't open the door.
Her husband was not at home, and most of the people in the village had gone to deliver taxes and grain. She really didn't want to confront her stepmother-in-law at this time.
Chang'an, however, ran over and leaned on the crack of the door to look out.
Suddenly, the voice of her little cousin rang in her mind again: [Dad is so stupid that he ate the bowl of brown sugar eggs! Why doesn't he eat anything outside the door so casually without being greedy!]
[My little aunt is so useless! She can't even do a little thing! Why didn't she eat the bowl of eggs herself? She wanted to hurt my dad]
[I finally got a cup of cat's eye grass juice and soapberry thorns, but he drank it just like that! If you want to die, go ahead and die! Don't waste our money]
Chang'an's mouth twitched slightly, and she used her little hand to pick her ears. Through the crack of the door, she saw her grandmother with disheveled hair knocking on the gate of her own courtyard.
Hey! It's great to have a courtyard gate, so bad guys can't get in.
Just as she was watching with great interest, she suddenly met her grandmother's eyes.
Changan was startled and stepped back a few steps. Then he heard his grandmother yelling outside: "Little bitch! Hurry up and open the door!"
Then she banged the door a few times with the laundry stick in her hand.
Wu was furious when she heard this. She came over and hugged Changan to the side and asked loudly: "Mother-in-law, if you have anything to say, just tell me. Why are you kicking my door?"
"Why are you kicking your door? You vicious woman, you actually poisoned my son! If I don't beat you to death today, I will take your surname!" She kicked a few more times.
Changan frowned and whispered to his aunt: "My uncle was poisoned by eating sugar and eggs, and he still falsely accused others, you bad guy!"
Wu understood immediately and was shaking with anger.
She put Changan down, ran to the toilet, picked up a shit-stirring stick, rushed to the door, opened the door, and stabbed Old Zhao in the mouth.