Chapter 178 Be careful

Last night, chicken soup and miscellaneous grain porridge were stewed with sporadic fire in the stove. After a whole night, it was already extremely hot. Cui Wei also cut pork belly strips and put some dried mushrooms in the soup. As soon as the lid was opened, the fragrance came to her nose. I don't know how long the fire last night stopped. Now the soup is still hot, and the breakfast doesn't need to be too grand. It's just that the soup was called back by the Sun family before Nie Qiuran had time to drink it yesterday. He happened to give him a bowl this morning. The miscellaneous grain porridge was already stewed very finely, and the fragrance came to her nose. Cui Wei put sorghum millet, wheat and corn foam in it. It smelled and smelled good. She added firewood into the stove, put the fire, heated the soup porridge, took the pot out again, and poured the sheep's milk just been squeezed in the I threw a bag of dried apricots into the clean pot, and then scooped some chicken soup and a small bowl of porridge out of the kitchen.

Put the thing in front of Nie Qiuran. He didn't have dinner last night. He was so hungry that he couldn't stand it. At this time, he saw the fragrance of chicken soup, and the colorful porridge looked good in an instant, and he immediately had an appetite. The soup tastes very fresh and fragrant. It not only has the special aroma of dried mushrooms, but also the delicious taste of chicken soup. The pork belly strips have been stewed softly, and the inside is covered with aroma. It makes people fall in love with it. There are also a few white fruits in it, and the soup is full of ingredients. And the miscellaneous grain porridge is also fragrant. There is no need for side dishes. Drinking porridge alone brings a faint sweetness. The fragrance of the food itself is much more delicious than any seasoning.

Cui Wei saw that he was eating by himself, so she went out to the kitchen again. The goat's milk burned in the pot had rolled away, and a stream of milk filled the kitchen. Although it was mixed with a faint smell, almost all the smell of the smell was not so uncomfortable by the smell of apricots. Cui Wei each put some of the bowls into the black back and the hair ball, and came out with the bowl. The black back shook the hair and ran this way crazily, but the hair ball was not in the room. The little thing didn't know what he was running around all day long. Cui Wei ignored it and put down the milk directly, and then entered the room again.

Nie Qiuran had eaten the soup and porridge in the room. Cui Wei gave him just the right amount. After eating, he would be full but he would not be full. With the fresh milk she had just brought into the room, a feeling of fullness surged up, and even his hands and feet were much warmer.

Today, the grandson returned to his mother's house, and Nie Fuzi was going out to visit his friends again. At dawn, even Nie Qiuwen ran here, as if he wanted to stay here for lunch. Cui Wei looked at him several times and saw that he and Cui Jingping were talking and laughing. It was really not like knowing that he had been pushed by Nie Qiuran yesterday. Suddenly, she felt both funny and sympathetic. While suppressing her smile, she went into the kitchen to prepare lunch, but Nie Qiuwen was looked at by her. While getting in with Cui Jingping, he said strangely, "Cui Saner, what's wrong with your sister? Keep staring at me." Two and a half-year-old children are tired of the lounge chair ordered by Cui Wei before, which is covered with thick cotton wool and blankets. It is comfortable and warm to sleep on it. This is Cui Jingping's favorite place recently. Sitting here and talking to Cui Wei on weekdays and watching her do needle and thread, they feel that such days are more fun than going

"What are you talking about!" Cui Jingping stared at Nie Qiuwen. Before he could teach him a lesson, Nie Qiuran held a book and looked at him coldly: "A gentleman doesn't talk about people's rights and wrongs!"

What Nie Qiuwen is most afraid of is that of him. Cui Jingping may still refute a few points when he opens his mouth, but once Nie Qiuran has spoken, how dare he have a grudge and quickly agreed a few words. It's just that I can't help thinking about it. The eldest brother is now bent on defending Cui's sister, and he is closer to himself. He said that she can't say a word. The last time he said that Cui Wei was a bitch, and he was forced to be beaten by him.

Several people were talking, but Yang's voice came from outside. Cui Jingping quickly jumped down and put on his shoes to open the door. As soon as he got out of the hall, the cold wind blew outside, and he shivered. Outside, Yang's pocket pinched four or five red oranges, which were called soaked oranges in Xiao Mature, these people looked bright red, and Cui Jingping's eyes suddenly lit up: "Mom, why did you send me bubble oranges?"

When Yang saw her son wearing new clothes, she was also satisfied. Seeing that he was wearing a thick hat on his head and didn't know what was around his neck, he reached over and touched his head, and then pinched his hand. When his hand was not cold, he was relieved. Cui Jingping lived here. It was true that Cui Wei took good care of him, but Yang always felt a little uncomfortable. As soon as he lowered his head, he saw Cui Jingping's shoes on his feet, and even his heels were exposed. Suddenly, he seemed to have found a place to pick up. He was relieved and stuffed the soaked oranges into Cui Jing He put his shoes on his waist and said:

"The soaked oranges planted by your uncle are ripe. Well, let someone bring me some of them. I thought you like to eat these things, so I sent you some, but I have to pick them up." As Yang Shi spoke, Cui Jingping listened to her as if she was going to eat his own food. Suddenly, he felt a little uncomfortable and quickly called, "Mom! Why don't you take this back to Cui Youzu? I won't eat it.

Yang was a little sad. He felt that as soon as the son lived in someone else's house, he was a lot different from him. He was a little worried, but he couldn't help it. Now Cui Jingping doesn't kiss her like before. Since the last time the boy ran from the outside and came back, there seems to be an invisible separation from her. Yang family did not dare to force her son hard. He was afraid that his son would be farther away from him, so he suppressed his anger and squeezed out a smile and put on his shoes for him. This is the saying:

"Okay, let's just say a word, where do you want to go! Your sister usually takes care of you. It happens that you can taste it for her. The shoes should be worn neatly when they come out, otherwise it will be fine if they are frozen. She nuttered and pulled Cui Jingping and refused to leave. It was not until Cui Jingzhong next door called her that Yang hurried back. Cui Jingping hugged a few soaked oranges into the room. Cui Wei cooked the food and just came out of the kitchen. She saw the golden thing in his arms and couldn't help laughing: "Third brother, eat oranges later. I'll make you a fun one."

Before Cui Jingping could answer, as soon as Nie Qiuwen came out of the room, he saw the oranges held in Cui Jingping's hand. He immediately cheered, came forward and grabbed two of them. He peeled one in three or two and ate them. Cui Jingping stared at him with hatred. He fished two of the five oranges, but he ate one of them in three or two bites, and the left one had been peeled into four pieces. The eldest brother was still here. Cui Jingping was not easy to deal with him. When he beat his brother, he still wanted to see if his eldest brother was there Ping Shao couldn't give him a face, but snorted coldly at Nie Qiuwen. After that, he reached out and handed an orange to Cui Wei's hand. He said, "Sister, it's just three. I'll have another one with Brother Nie."

"I won't eat it. Third brother, give me the oranges later. Don't be busy eating." As Cui Wei finished speaking, she hurried to the kitchen. Cui Jingping didn't know what she meant, and she really didn't dare to peel the oranges, so she handed one to Nie Qiuran.

After eating two, Nie Qiuwen licked his mouth and looked at Cui Jingping's hand. Cui Jingping warned him, "These two can't be given to you. If you want to come and grab them again, I'll let Brother Nie beat you!"

carried out Nie Qiuran's name, and as expected, Nie Qiuwen did not dare to be presumptuous. After a while, Cui Wei came out of the kitchen, holding a small knife in her hand. Cui Jingping didn't know what she was going to do. She reached out her hand, so she handed the orange to her. Cui Wei lowered her head and carefully took the tip of the knife and made a small mouth on the orange. She didn't dare to hurt the orange flap Uncovered, the orange was like a lid, and the small round orange peel was removed by her, revealing the orange-yellow fat orange meat inside. Cui Wei picked up the knife, and a piece of orange was picked out by her and put in Cui Jingping's hand.

This kind of play is a little fresh. Even Nie Qiuwen regrets that he didn't keep oranges in this way before, but when he thought of the delicious oranges, he hurried over with a shy face and said, "Sister Cui, give me some more." Cui Wei concocted it in this way and picked another piece of orange to him