Chapter 52: Mutton Goji Soup

"Who said no, came back yesterday evening and talked like that."
"You don't need to argue with her. Now you are pregnant with your child, don't be angry with yourself." Lin Qinghe said.
Zhou Dayi smiled when she heard her turn to comfort herself: "I won't rest assured." Then she looked at the cloth in her hand and said, "I will make a winter coat for the fourth uncle. There are quite a few left, and it is almost similar to make two summer clothes for the fourth uncle. "
"It's almost time to make him a summer dress, and the rest will be made for each of the elder brother and their elder brothers, and they didn't even wear them." Lin Qinghe said.
Although Zhou Qingbai didn't bring any clothes back, there were two sets, that is, Lin Qinghe's point of view was that he didn't have to wear them, but with the eyes of this era, that was absolutely enough, but he gave him an extra set It's not bad.
Three children do need it.
Lin Qinghe's speed is very fast now, because they are all skilled in sewing machines, and impatient to look at the face on Tuesday, so it took two and a half days to make Zhou Qingbai's second winter clothes.
The rest is Xia Yi, and Lin Qinghe also spent a few days to finish these things in the closet.
There is no need to go to Lao Zhou's house to meet with that face of Tuesday.
Drinking millet porridge with salted eggs in the morning, Lin Qinghe said, "You have to pickle another batch today, you are eating too fast."
How long has it been since the last time the salted eggs have been eaten? I took them twice by my father, my mother and my mother.
There are only a few left, and the rest are eaten up by their father and son.
"I'll go out and buy some eggs back later." Zhou Qingbai nodded.
"Are there no mutton on our side?" Lin Qinghe asked.
"Not here." Zhou Qingbai looked at her and said, "Want to eat?"
Lin Qinghe shook his head and said, "Don't toss all the way to the county town in this weather."
The last time he bought a bicycle, he also brought back a pound of mutton, and she put wolfberry and stewed the mutton wolfberry soup. The taste was too fragrant.
Although it is only a pound, the family is still very satisfied.
Zhou Qingbai nodded and said nothing, but after breakfast and looking after the two piglets, he pushed the bicycle and went out with his basket.
Lin Qinghe continued to knit "hair" trousers at home and gave them to the baby, and she wanted one, too. It was too cold this day.
I thought that Zhou Qingbai would also go to the supply and marketing cooperative of the commune. I didn't expect this trip to come back until 11:30, and brought back three pounds of lamb!
"This snow is so heavy, why are you still running to the county?" Lin Qinghe could not help but see that his cheeks were a little red.
"It's not cold on a bicycle," Zhou Qingbai said.
Not only mutton was brought back, but also five pounds of eggs.
Lin Qinghe asked him to hurry up and wait, and she first made him a bowl of soup and let him pour it down, and then taught: "You take care of me next time!"
"Mother, Dad knows that you want to eat mutton and specially bought it for you." Erwa said.
Lin Qinghe looked at Zhou Qingbai, and saw Zhou Qingbai "touched" and "touched" the second baby's head, facing her eyes with the obvious petting.
"Just as you would say!" Lin Qinghe was a little shy and gave her a second glance.
The second baby grinned and Lin Qinghe picked up the third baby and put Zhou Qingbai's arms in his arms: "Hugging your son, he is all warm."
Sanwa stayed in his father's arms and blinked his eyes to see his mother, indicating that he was very obedient to warm his father's body.
"Don't eat beanbag at noon, and eat soup." Lin Qinghe snorted and said.
auzw.com I made a lot of sticky bean buns some time ago, and I still have a lot left.
I planned to eat this bean bag at noon, but I changed my mind temporarily.
But the soup is also the favorite of their elder brothers, especially the soup made by their mother. It is really delicious.
The soup is very easy to make. Lin Qinghe has more ingredients, including chopped mushrooms, minced meat, and eggs. There is nothing delicious in this season. Otherwise, it is served with green tomatoes and the like. It will taste better.
Zhou Qingbai had no opinion on what his wife had done, and he would eat whatever she did.
The children were full and satiated, and they went up. At this time it was still snowing outside. It was too cold.
Lin Qinghe chopped the mutton himself.
There are three pounds in the belt, and Lin Qinghe puts half of it, leaving the remaining half to continue eating tomorrow, which is not bad for this day or so.
Stew it on a coal stove and eat it at night.
"It's too cold this day. Some of your brothers will dress me up and don't drink cold water. If I know that I can drink cold water, I will have nothing to eat!" Lin Qinghe said, especially when he looked at Da baby.
The baby shouted injustice: "I don't have it now!" And it's so cold in winter that I drink cold water when I'm stupid!
Lin Qinghe nodded: "If you don't have one, I'll give you an extra piece of lamb tonight."
"I want it too," Erwa said.
"Okay, give one more." Lin Qinghe said.
Zhou Qingbai watched their mothers talk and focused on Lin Qinghe.
Lin Qinghe raised his eyes and looked at him, and coughed dryly: "I'm tired in the morning, let's sleep."
"You sleep too." Zhou Qingbai looked at her.
Lin Qinghe's "hair" pants were almost finished, so he put them away first, and the family went to sleep for a nap. When he got up, Lin Qinghe continued to knit "hair" pants.
Zhou Qingbai is no longer on the trance, this time is to feed pigs pigs, he is busy.
Lin Qinghe thought that fortunately there was a "hair" line in her house to let her pass the time, otherwise it would be impossible to pass this day. It was too boring.
At about four in the afternoon, she knitted her "hair" pants.
Then we started to weave the second one, because there was really nothing to do. The speed of weaving "hair" pants was not slow at all.
It ’s snowing day by day. There is really nothing to do.
The mutton wolfberry soup in the pot had sprayed incense. Lin Qinghe looked at the fire and was almost there, so he ate some and called Zhou Qingbai to send it to his father and mother.
Even if the big baby, the snow outside is not small, it's too cold this day, stay in the room.
"Lamb soup? Keep it for yourself, don't bring it over," Zhou Mu said.
"I called the" woman "to bring it." Zhou Qingbai said, then went to the kitchen and took the bowl and poured it out, just two bowls, and two pieces of lamb, one for each person.
Zhou Qingbai didn't stay much, so he went back after he came out.
The father and mother of the week were not polite, so they drank this warm mutton soup.
"The craftsmanship of the fourth family is really good." Mother Zhou drank the soup and said so.
Whether it's pickled eggs or this mutton soup and the and jujube soup delivered from time to time, the taste is very good.
And Zhou mother also felt that her body was warming a lot this year, and she didn't know if it was the relationship between the soup and the water?