Chapter 12

Tian Xiaoku put the pot of cooked porridge on the Kang table.

A medium-sized dustpan was filled with cornmeal nests, each of which was steamed to the size of Tian Xiaoku's fist. A bowl of egg sauce was made by Tian Xiaoku with two eggs from Qian Mingying's home. Half of a cabbage was torn into small leaves and palm-sized green onions were placed together. Obviously, they were to be dipped in the sauce.

After putting everything away, Tian Xiaoku looked at Qian Mingying and smiled, "You must be hungry. Hurry up and eat!"

Qian Mingying looked at the food on the Kang table and couldn't help but smack her lips, "I'm a little hungry. Where's the meat?

Where's the wolf meat? "

Tian Xiaoku couldn't help but roll her eyes at Qian Mingying, "You see, there's no reason for a hunter to eat meat for every meal. I'm going to see if I can get some white flour. When the time comes, I'll mix the cabbage with the wolf meat and make dumplings for you to eat!"

Even though Qian Mingying didn't care much about food, when she heard about the dumplings, she remembered the white and fat appearance of the dumplings. Once she took a bite, the fragrant aroma made Qian Mingying's mouth secrete saliva. As an interstellar person, it was obviously impossible for her to make dumplings by herself. She had eaten these dumplings once at the village head's house. It was just that one time, so it was still fresh in her memory.

"White flour?" Qian Mingying asked.

"Yes, cornmeal can also be made, but it's not delicious!"

Tian Xiaoku took off the pair of cotton-padded shoes given by Qian Mingying. Qian Mingying thought she was going to get on the Kang to eat together, so she hurriedly took off her shoes and got on the Kang. She was practicing the Galactic Physical Exercise Technique. Before she mastered it, she couldn't bear to be hungry. At this moment, her stomach had already begun to bulge.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Qian Mingying sat down, she saw Tian Xiaoku putting on her freshly mended but still very thin and colorful cotton shoes on the fire wall.

"What are you doing?

Aren't we eating? "

Half of the Qian Mingying's soup was already in her stomach. She took a bite of the green onion dipped in the sauce. The soup made by Tian Xiaoku was much better than the one made by Qian Mingying. Even the egg sauce was so fragrant.

"I have a place to eat!

Don't worry, I'm still hoping for white flour dumplings! "

Tian Xiaoku was no longer as afraid of Qian Mingying as before. Perhaps it was because Qian Mingying had protected her outside, or perhaps it was because Tian Xiaoku felt that she was not afraid of death anymore, so there was nothing to be afraid of!

"There's a place to eat?" Qian Mingying looked at Tian Xiaoku suspiciously. "You're not going to Tian Dali's house to eat, are you?

Is what you said before true? "

"Really!" Tian Xiaoku said firmly, "I can't let them come here all day long. I'll take whatever I want!

Fortunately, you reminded me. I can't be tortured by them like this! "

Qian Mingying couldn't help but be stunned. Was this still the timid and shy Tian Xiaoku?

Qian Mingying picked up a soup and put it in Tian Xiaoku's hand. "If you want to go, let's go together. I'm afraid that you won't even be able to enter their house if you go alone!

Eat it. If there's no food, at least we won't be hungry! "

Tian Xiaoku shook her head. "Save some space to eat. Tian family members take care of Tian family members. How can you go?"

Qian Mingying grinned. "I saved your life. Didn't you say that if I saved your life, you would take care of my hunger?

Tian family members are the most loyal to justice! "

Qian Mingying's words set the tone for the relationship between the two. Tian Xiaoku not only had to support herself, but also Qian Mingying. The relatives of the Tian family who had bullied Tian Xiaoku suddenly shivered. They didn't know what was going on, but they still continued to cook and clean the house.

Qian Mingying put firewood in the hole of the kang and rolled the quilt to the end of the kang. Looking at Tian Xiaoku looking back at her, Qian Mingying smiled. "When we come back, at least the house will be warm. I'm afraid that the quilt will burn again!"

Tian Xiaoku nodded. "Let's go!

For white flour dumplings! "

Qian Mingying was happy. "Okay, white flour dumplings!"

Tian Dali's house was near the west side. If Tian Xiaoku and Qian Mingying wanted to go to his house, they would have to pass through the main road in the village. At this time, every family was preparing lunch. Most of the firewood sheds were near the door. Therefore, when people came out, they saw Tian Xiaoku, a little widow who usually didn't dare to breathe loudly, walking forward with her back straight like a fighting cock. Behind her was a Qian Mingying wearing a large military uniform. The uniform was big and warm, but it didn't fit her well.

Seeing Tian Xiaoku coming from afar, the little brat couldn't help but throw away the firewood in his arms. He ran to the kitchen and shouted to Mao Dan's mother, "Mother, the little widow is here, the little widow is here!"

Normally, the little brat should have called Tian Xiaoku auntie, but he kept calling her "little widow". It was obvious how Mao Dan's mother usually called Tian Xiaoku.

After hearing the little brat's voice, Mao Dan's mother was a little flustered. She couldn't believe that the little widow really dared to come.

However, when she saw Tian Xiaoku blocking the kitchen door, Mao Dan 'niang hurriedly covered the pot lid and called out, "Little Widow, what are you doing here?"

Tian Xiaoku had already looked at the pancakes in the pot. It seemed that there was some kind of soup stewing in it.

"Sister-in-law is kind and righteous. I'm here to eat!"

Tian Xiaoku said tenderly. Tian Yitu's wife next door happened to see this, and her heart was full of praise.

"Eat?

Go back home and eat. How can I have your rations at home? "

Mao Dan's mother blocked the pot and said stiffly, "Hurry up and leave. Otherwise, I'll sweep you out of the door with a big broom."

"When my mother-in-law was buried, you took a lot of our rations. They all belong to the Tian family. Yours is mine, and mine is yours. Now I have no food. Of course, whoever takes my rations will eat at your place!" Tian Xiaoku said righteously.

At this time, the little brat took the big broom at home and handed it to Mao Dan's mother, "Mother, here!"