As soon as the Little New Year is over, the sweet smell of sticky melons and the aroma of oil for making fried food wafts over Qingshan Village all day long.

After a whole year of hard work, it is another festive year of harvest. No matter how poor the family is, they will try their best to have a prosperous and good year, hoping that the coming year will be prosperous and everything will go well.

The Qin family is no exception. Not only do they make candied melons and fried sweet potato slices, they also make fried tofu and fried tofu balls. These two are strung together with needle and thread and hung under the eaves to dry and can be stored for a long time. They will be ready after the new year.

I hope to use them to stew Chinese cabbage with rice.

Qin Xiaoxiao was greedy for fried fish cakes and fried fish balls. The day before making fried food, she asked Mr. Qin to go fishing in Qinghu Lake. In less than two minutes, he caught three large silver carps and a small carp.

This little carp can be used to worship ancestors on New Year's Eve to welcome the first day of the new year, without having to go all the way to the city to buy it.

After Qin Xiaoxiao found out that the little guy with two whiskers was a carp, he thought about eating koi again, so he asked Mr. Qin to catch another big carp and stew it with white tofu for lunch.

Mr. Qin was frightened by her troubles, so he had no choice but to follow her wishes and hang earthworms to catch carp.

I don't know whether there were too few big carp in the lake, or the weather was too cold and they hid in the middle of the lake. The grandfather and grandson stared at the lake for a long time, but neither the carp caught nor the other fish took the bait.

In the end, it was too cold by the lake. Qin Xiaoxiao couldn't bear the cold, so she ran home with her short legs.

Not only frying sweet potato slices, tofu and fish cakes one after another, the Qin family also used the pork sent by Jing Heng to fry a bowl full of lean meatballs.

I don’t know if the smell was too fragrant, but it attracted several domestic cats in the village. One by one, they jumped on the courtyard wall and squatted down, meowing and meowing while looking at the Qin family’s stove.

Rhubarb has not fully recovered and cannot jump up to the courtyard wall to chase away the cats like before. These cats probably know that Rhubarb is not a threat, so they let it whine and threaten under the wall and just glance at it lazily.

Qin Xiaoxiao held the fried fish cakes in her left hand and the lean meatballs in her right hand. She came out of the kitchen with her mouth full of oil. She followed Dahuang's gaze and saw the cats squatting in a row. The fried fish cakes and lean meatballs were frightened.

They all fell to the ground.
Chapter completed!