Chapter 2037: Hu Cao

But she has been here for such a long time, and she has never seen Aduoniang eat snow vegetables.
In fact, she wanted to ask, but in the end she still didn't ask anything.
From the strange power of ghosts and gods, it is a matter of jealousy. She still doesn't want to be treated as a monster, but the consequences of being treated as a monster are not something she can bear, nor can Adonian.
So now she is careful to say very little, if she can not say, don’t say, can don’t do it
Just learn to be A Duo first.
She held the bowl to her mouth and drank it from the mouth of the bowl. Although it was not the fine tea she drank in the mansion, the water here also had a faint sweetness. A lot of thirst, but also a lot of gods.
"Ado is hungry?"
Aduoniang touched her daughter's hair, and now she finally no longer looked like the gloomy look of the past, with some sunshine and half-length relaxation.
Shen Qingci lightly tapped, she was hungry.
"Aniang makes porridge for you to drink."
"Okay," Shen Qingci answered, but did not leave.
"I helped A-niang set the fire."
And as she said, she took the firewood and put it under the pot, and she was also paying attention to how A Duo Niang would cook the rice. A Duo's hands weren't a kind of nostalgic hands, they should be all work. It can be done.
And the rice she cooked should be about the same as A Duoniang.
It doesn't matter now, just look at it more and you will know it.
"Okay," Adoniang opened the pot, took out the small bag of rice, then gritted her teeth, and grabbed a handful of rice. The rice is not the kind of polished rice, like the kind of rice that I made by myself. It is not white rice, but a kind of yellow rice. Although it is not polished rice, Shen Qingci has eaten it. The taste is not too bad. When eaten in his mouth, although it is not as soft as polished rice, it does not feel like a throat.
It is also delicious, especially when it is added with something called sweet potatoes. When it is cooked for some time, even the rice can taste a soft and waxy fragrance.
She really likes to eat.
A Duoniang took the water and washed the rice a little bit, but she did not dare to wash more, because she was afraid of washing too much, so she washed the rice thinly. Farmers are not so particular about it, sometimes in the field, on the palm They were all mud, and they could just pick up the steamed buns and eat them directly, and I didn't see anyone who would die.
At most, it would be diarrhea for several days.
Aduoniang put the rice aside, and then she took out a soily thing with some mud on it. She washed the mud on it, cut it into small pieces, and put it in the pot. in.
Shen Qingci's eyes lit up slightly.
If she guessed correctly, this should be the sweet potato she has been eating for the past few days.
"Aniang, this sweet potato grows really big."
Shen Qingci secretly compared, these sweet potatoes are bigger than her hands, and they are very hungry, why they have no race in Da Zhou.
No, it's not that Da Zhou didn't plant it, but even with Da Zhou, she had never seen such a thing.
"It's not that big."
A Duoniang said while cooking the porridge.
"There are bigger ones, some can grow to the size of a bowl, as long as they are grown well, one can be eaten for a day."
Shen Qing didn't say anything on the face, but inside secretly, he couldn't help taking a breath.
One can eat it for a whole day, but it cannot be eaten as food.
Although the pickled vegetables are good, no matter how good they are, they are all just vegetables, and they can't be too troubling, but this sweet potato is different. This is food.
She picked up a sweet potato. It looked big, and it had weight in her hand. There was soil on it, so it should have grown underground, so it was called sweet potato.
After the sweet potatoes in the pot were boiled for a while, A Duoniang lowered the handful of rice into the pot. The cold wind outside the cave blew in from time to time, and the mother and daughter caught such a fire. It's not too cold.
Shen Qingci raised his head and looked at the door again. With her current physical condition, they may really have to live in this cave for some time without a house.
"It's okay," A Duo Niang seems to know what Shen Qingci is like.
"A-niang will come back with some hay, weave a curtain and hang it at the entrance of the cave, so that it can block some wind. The weather has indeed changed a little over the past few days, and it feels a little bit colder. When it gets warmer, It's not so cold anymore."
"Okay," Shen Qing replied, and then continued to help Adonang set the fire.
After waiting for their mother and daughter to divide a bowl of sweet potato porridge, the hot porridge was no longer as cold in an instant. Shen Qingci covered the broken quilt again, leaning on himself in such a small place The temperature on the body continued to be cold.
She has no way to keep herself cold.
She couldn't convince herself in such a damp and cold place.
It was really cold, and it wasn't a lie, so she had no choice but to walk around without trouble, which was also a movement of the blood all over her body.
When she is better, then she will make money. She still doesn’t believe that she can’t make money. Let’s not mention other things. She can sell a big thing in the mountains, which is enough to sell some money, although she can’t. You can’t buy a house when you change your house, but at least you can put on a good quilt.
And Niang Adolphe had gone out to find hay. Soon after, she came back with a large bundle of hay. There was some dew on the hay, so it also had some resilience, at least without breaking it.
Shen Qingci sat on the ground, picked up some hay, and compared it.
This is pretty easy to use.
And this grass should be easy to find, because Adoniang used this kind of hay to start a fire.
"Aniang, are these grasses easy to handle now?"
Shen Qingci asked A Duo Niang, and then added another sentence, "I haven't been out for a long time, so I don't know, what's the current situation outside?"
"This is Hu Cao, it grows everywhere outside."
A Duoniang smiled, and the movements in her hands also kept on.
"Then Aniang, you can get some more, I want to make up other things."
"Okay," A Duo Niang promised. She stretched out her hand and stroked her daughter's yellowish hair. "Your father always said that you are a dexterous man, but he didn't like to do these things before. Who said my A Duo? It's a stupid boy, she's such a smart girl."
Shen Qingci's fingers shook slightly.
For mothers, their daughters are naturally the best. No matter how ugly and unbearable, they are all daughters. Just like Ado, even if she doesn’t want this mother, she wants to die for a man, but it’s As far as A Duo Niang is concerned, her A Duo is still the best child.