Back to the Sixties: Farm, Get Wealthy & Raise the Cubs - Chapter 52

Chapter 52 Mutton and Wolfberry Soup

“Who said no, I came back yesterday evening and spoke just like that.” Sister Zhou curled her lips and said.

“You don’t need to fight with her, you are pregnant with a child, don’t get angry with yourself.” Lin Qinghe said.

Sister Zhou laughed when she heard her consoling herself in turn: “I won’t worry about it.” Then she looked at the cloth in her hand and said, “I will make another winter coat for my uncle. I guess there is still nothing left. Less, it’s almost the same as making two sets of summer clothes for the fourth uncle.”

“It’s almost enough to make him another summer suit, and make the rest for the eldest baby and his brothers. They didn’t wear them either.” Lin Qinghe said.

Although Zhou Qingbai didn’t bring any clothes back, he still had two sets. It was from Lin Qinghe’s opinion that he didn’t have to wear them, but from the perspective of this era, that was definitely enough, but he made one more set for him. It’s not bad.

Three children are indeed needed.

Lin Qinghe’s current speed is very fast, because he is proficient in sewing machines, and because he is impatient to come to see the face of Tuesao’s wife, it took two and a half days to make Zhou Qingbai’s second winter coat.

The rest is Xia Yi, and Lin Qinghe also spent a few days putting all these in the closet.

There is no need to go to the old Zhou’s house to meet with the face of Tuesi’s wife.

Drinking millet porridge with salted eggs in the morning, Lin Qinghe said, “I have to pickle another batch today. You eat too fast.”

It only took a long time, the last time the pickled eggs were almost eaten, Zhou’s father and Zhou’s mother took them twice, two at a time and four.

There are only a few left now, and the rest have been eaten up by their father and son.

“I will go out and buy some eggs later.” Zhou Qingbai nodded.

“Is there no lamb 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 and go all the way to the county seat in this weather.”

When he came back from buying a bicycle last time, he also brought a catty of mutton back. She put goji berries and stewed mutton goji berry soup. The taste was so fragrant.

Although only one catty, the family still ate very satisfied.

Zhou Qingbai nodded and said nothing, but after eating breakfast and taking care of the two little piglets, he pushed his bicycle and carried the basket to go out.

Lin Qinghe continued to knit woolen trousers at home and gave them to the eldest child, and she also wanted one herself. It was too cold today.

I thought that Zhou Qingbai would also go to the supply and marketing cooperative of the commune, but I didn’t expect that this trip would not come back until 11:30. He brought back three catties of mutton!

“This wind and snow are so heavy, why did you go to the county seat?” Lin Qinghe couldn’t help but see his cheeks reddening.

“It’s not cold to ride a bicycle.” Zhou Qingbai said.

Not only brought back mutton, but also five catties of eggs.

Lin Qinghe asked him to go to the kang hurriedly, she first boiled a bowl of ginger soup for him to pour it down, and then taught him: “You can relax next time!”

“Mother, father knew you wanted to eat mutton, so he went to buy it for you.” The second baby said.

Lin Qinghe looked at Zhou Qingbai, and saw Zhou Qingbai touch her second baby’s head, and the eyes that met her were obviously petting.

“Just what you can say!” Lin Qinghe was a little embarrassed and glared at the second baby.

The second baby grinned, Lin Qinghe picked up the third baby and put it in Zhou Qingbai’s arms: “Holding your son, he is all warm.”

The third baby stayed in his father’s arms and looked at his mother with big eyes, indicating that he was very obedient to warm up his father.

“I won’t eat beanbags at noon, I have pimple soup.” Lin Qinghe snorted and said.

I made a lot of sticky bean buns some time ago, and there are still some left, and there are still a lot left.

I planned to eat this bean bag at noon, but I changed my mind temporarily.

But the pimple soup is also the favorite of the older children and their brothers, especially the pimple soup made by their mother, it can’t be more delicious.

Lump soup is very easy to make. Lin Qinghe puts more ingredients, including chopped mushrooms, minced meat, and eggs. There are no good vegetables in this season, otherwise it will be served with vegetables and tomatoes. The taste will be better.

Zhou Qingbai had no problem with what his wife did. He would eat whatever she did.

When the children had eaten and drank enough, they went to the kang. At this time, it was still snowing outside, and it was too cold.

Lin Qinghe chopped the lamb himself.

Lin Qinghe put half of the belt bones as much as three catties, and the remaining half will be kept for tomorrow to eat. It will not be damaged for this day or so.

Stew it on a coal stove and eat it at night.

“It’s too cold this day. All of your brothers have dressed me up, and are not allowed to drink cold water. If you tell me to drink cold water, I won’t have anything to eat!” Lin Qinghe said, especially looking at him. baby.

The big baby shouted injustice: “I don’t have it anymore!” And it’s so cold in winter that I drink cold water when I am stupid!

Lin Qinghe nodded: “If you don’t have it, I’ll give you an extra piece of lamb tonight.”

“I want too.” Erba said.

“Okay, give me one more piece.” Lin Qinghe said.

Zhou Qingbai watched their mothers talking, focusing on Lin Qinghe.

Lin Qinghe raised his eyes and glanced at him, coughing dryly and said, “I’m tired in the morning, let’s go to bed.”

“You can sleep too.” Zhou Qingbai looked at her and said.

Lin Qinghe’s wool trousers were almost ready, so he put them away first, and the family took a nap on the kang, and Lin Qinghe continued to knit wool trousers when he got up.

Zhou Qingbai is no longer on the kang. This time is the time to make pig food for the piglets, and he is busy.

Lin Qinghe felt that fortunately, there was some wool at home to let her pass the time, otherwise this day would be completely impossible, it would be really boring.

Around four o’clock in the afternoon, she finished knitting the woolen trousers in her hands.

Then I started to knit the second one, because there was really nothing left to do, and the knitting speed of wool pants was not slow at all.

Day by day in this snowy day, there is really nothing left to do.

The mutton and wolfberry soup in the pot was already scented. Lin Qinghe saw that the fire was almost over, so he scooped up some called Zhou Qingbai to send to Zhou’s father and Zhou’s mother.

Don’t worry about it, the snow outside is not small, and it is too cold this day, let’s stay in the house.

“Mutton soup? Keep it for yourself, don’t bring it over.” Zhou Mu said.

“My daughter-in-law asked to bring it here.” Zhou Qingbai said, and then went to the kitchen to take a bowl and pour it out. There were exactly two bowls, and two pieces of mutton, one for each person.

Zhou Qingbai didn’t stay much, and went back after all came out.

Zhou’s father and Zhou’s mother were not polite, so they drank the warming mutton soup.

“The craftsmanship of the fourth family is really good.” Zhou Mu said while drinking the soup.

Whether it’s pickled eggs, this mutton soup and the ginger and jujube soup that will be delivered from time to time, it tastes very good.

And Zhou Mu also felt that her body and bones seemed to have warmed a lot this year, and she didn’t know if it was the result of these soups and waters?