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  Chang'an didn't go over. He stood at the door of his house with Goudan and Xiaochu for a while and was chased into the yard by his aunt.

  Wu called Qiao'er again and asked her to take care of Chang'an. She wanted to go to the village with the clan leader.

  Qiao'er nodded, closed her door, and ran to find Chang'an.

  Chang'an watched her aunt go away, closed the door, and said to sister Qiao'er: "Make shredded radish cakes."

  Qiao'er rolled up her sleeves and said: "I'll help you."

  She was almost ten years old and could do all the housework. Making cakes with dough was no problem.

  "I'll make it too." Chang'an had never made shredded radish cakes before, and she ran into the kitchen behind Qiao'er.

  So Qiao'er washed her hands and cut shredded radish for stuffing, then blanched it in hot water to drain the water, mixed it with chopped lard and chopped green onions, and added a little salt. The fragrance soon overflowed.

  At this time, the dough had risen, and Qiao'er sprinkled flour on the small table and began to knead the bread and cakes.

  Changan also kneaded a dough, rolled out a dough with a small rolling pin, and wrapped it with radish filling.

  After wrapping all the dough, Qiaoer lit the fire to make pancakes

  . After a while, the fragrant shredded radish pancakes came out of the pot.

  Changan slurped her saliva, gave two pieces to her brother Goudan and Xiaochutou first, and then took a piece of pancake and took a bite.

  It smells so good! It's just a little hot.

  Huahua and the dog also ran over, looking at her with burning eyes.

  Changan had to break off a piece for Huahua, and another piece for the dog.

  Seeing her like this, Qiaoer couldn't help but say distressedly: "You feed the cats and dogs like this, how much food is wasted?"

  Some families don't want to make pancakes for several days, and the whole family drinks vegetable porridge to fill their stomachs, but Changan gave the pancakes to the cats and dogs.

  Changan felt a little guilty when she heard what Qiaoer said.

  But even if she felt sorry for the food, she couldn't help but give it to Huahua and the dog.

  "I earn money to give Huahua pancakes." Changan explained.

  Qiaoer:.

  She had nothing to say.

  Yes, Changan has been making clay figurines to make money. If his younger brother had not learned to make clay figurines from Changan, the family would probably have to eat vegetable porridge all day.

  But Qiaoer still felt sorry for the pancakes and was reluctant to give them to the cats and dogs, even though the pancakes were not from her own family.

  Changan saw that Qiaoer was a little unhappy, so he picked up a pancake and handed it to her: "Sister, you eat it too." "

  I've eaten it at home." Qiaoer sat in the kitchen and added grass to the stove.

  Changan forced the pancake to Qiaoer: "It's delicious, try it quickly."

  Qiaoer had to take it and take a small bite.

  The fresh fragrance of shredded radish filled her mouth, and Qiaoer couldn't help but feel distressed again.

  Changan actually gave such delicious pancakes to cats and dogs. Alas.

  Changan ate two pancakes in one breath before running to the backyard to make clay figurines.

  This time she wanted to make a few new clay figurines and fill in the missing leaves on her palm.

  Seeing that the young master was finally willing to make clay figurines again, Xiaochutou was very happy and diligently brought her the kneaded clay.

  He and Goudan made a lot of clay, wrapped them in sacks and put them in the cellar to ferment.

  Sometimes Uncle Sanshun and Uncle Liu also helped make clay, so they stored a lot of clay in the cellar, and took a piece when they needed it, saving a lot of trouble.

  Changan thought for a while and decided to make a clay statue of the Dragon King.

  It is said that the Dragon King controls the rivers, lakes and seas in the world, and can also make wind and rain. She hopes that the Dragon King can bring rain.

  Uncle said that if it doesn't rain, it will be difficult to grow crops in the fields, and if they can't grow crops, his family will starve.     Changan didn't want to go hungry, so she hoped that the Dragon King would come and make rain quickly.

  She had seen many dragon gods in the picture album that Xiaoyuyu gave her, and there were all kinds of them. Changan chose a simple one to try.

  First, make the head of the Dragon King, pinch out the ears, nose, mouth and eye sockets, then rub two big eyeballs and stuff them into the eye sockets, and then make the dragon's beard, dragon horns and hair.

  These should be made separately, and then put them on one by one.

  Unknowingly, it was afternoon.

  Changan hadn't made a dragon head yet, and her aunt had already returned.

  Aunt Qian and Aunt Jin also came back with her. The

  three women talked and laughed into the yard, and saw several children staying in the backyard to make clay dolls honestly, and couldn't help asking: "Have you eaten?"

  "Yes, we had shredded radish cakes." Qiao'er replied.

  "Oh, you're eating shredded radish cakes? How big are your radishes?" The radishes planted at this time will not grow until July or August if there is no shortage of water.

  And they are eating shredded radish cakes now, which makes Aunt Jin very curious.

  Wu smiled and said, "The seeds that my family planted earlier have grown quite a lot now. Sister Jin

  and Sister Qian, you can pick a few and take them back to taste." Today, her family cleared the suspicion, thanks to the testimony of Sister Jin and Sister Qian. Although the matter has not been resolved, her family has already won the victory, so it is reasonable to give them a few radishes to taste. As

  she spoke, she walked into the vegetable garden, pulled out a dozen radishes, and gave them to the two sisters-in-law.

  However, the radishes seemed to be a little bigger. I wonder if it was my illusion?

  Qian and Jin Guihua each picked up a few radishes and asked in surprise, "How did you take care of them? They grew so big?"

  Each radish was the size of two bowls, plump and round, which was really rare.

  Wu smiled awkwardly, "I didn't take care of it much, but there was a lot of river mud on the vegetable garden."

  Recently, her husband often picked up river mud to pan for clay, and buried the excess in the vegetable garden. I don't know if this is the reason why the vegetables at home grow so lush.

  Jin Guihua suddenly realized: "No wonder, when my husband comes back, I'll ask him to pick up some river mud for the fields."

  "We'll go together then." Sister Qian agreed with a smile, and called the two children home.

  After sending a few people away, Wu closed the door and went to the vegetable garden to take a closer look.

  Yes, the radish was indeed a little bigger than this morning, and even the green vegetables had grown taller, and the leaves were much fatter.

  Wu was puzzled and pulled out another radish to eat it raw.

  Chang'an followed her and asked, "Aunt, did you spank the bad guys after you caught them?"

  "No." But Song Yufeng and the others had already admitted that they put cat's eye grass in the bowl of sugar water eggs.

  Chang'an frowned, not understanding why they didn't spank the little cousins.

  Recently, she had read a lot of picture books in her dreams. The officials would beat the bad guys before interrogating them, and they would beat them again after they confessed, so why didn't they beat her grandmother and the little cousins?

  Wu picked up her little niece and walked into the house, whispering, "Song Yufeng only admitted that she sent the eggs, but she didn't admit to poisoning them. She also accused Song Xiyue and her mother, saying that the bowl of sugar-water eggs was cooked by her sister-in-law, and that Song Xiyue put the cat's eye grass there."

  After that, Song Xiyue cried and said that she didn't mean it and didn't know that the grass was poisonous.

  Seeing that she was a little kid over four years old, the inspection officer didn't torture her, but only ordered her parents to discipline her well.

  Wu was a little depressed, and whispered, "The clan leader said that when your grandfather comes back, Song Jizu's family will move out of the village, otherwise your grandfather will be removed from the clan."

  I hope that Song Jizu will die of poisoning, and let the stepmother-in-law's family have a taste of their own actions.

  Chang'an puffed up her lips.

  She was not satisfied with this result.

  The little cousin was very bad, and she had always hoped that her uncle and aunt would die. Why wasn't such a bad person like her caught by the officials?

  Since they were not punished for poisoning, I might as well get some poisonous grass for their family to eat.

  (End of this chapter)