Qinglu looks at the four yellow catfish in the fish basket, smiles with satisfaction, grabs a piece of water grass, string the four yellow catfish one by one, and carries them back.

"Yellow catfish again? It's a tonic for your daughter-in-law again! "

The old man who came to Qinglu was laughing and yelling at him. Qinglu nodded with a smile. If someone had asked this question before, Qinglu would blush and falter. I'm sorry to answer. For some time, Qinglu has completely adapted to her husband's identity.

Looking at the figure of Qinglu walking back from afar in July, she immediately said happily to Jiaojiao who sat on the hearth and accepted the sole of her shoes.

"Today there are yellow catfish to eat again. I just went to Aunt Dou's house in the east of the village and bought two pieces of tofu. I'll cook you tofu fish soup today."

Jiaojiao raised her head and moved her sour neck, smiling.

"Well, I love what you do."

As soon as Qinglu came into the yard, she saw Jiaojiao talking to July standing in front of the stove with her head up. She put strings of yellow catfish into the bucket beside the well and hurried over to rub Jiaojiao's shoulder and neck. She was stopped by July.

"Don't let the fishy smell of your hand make your wife vomit again. You'd better kill the fish by the way and wash your hands with soap horn."

Qinglu obviously remembered that she had been weeding and growing vegetables, and she vomited all the food she had eaten. She quickly stood up and went to kill the fish.

"I didn't expect that the three of us could live together so peacefully. It's so good..."

Jiaojiao looks at the Qinglu where she squats by the well and kills fish seriously. Her hands unconsciously slide on her raised abdomen. Maybe it would be better if she didn't have this child.

Jiaojiao's emotion makes the July hand who is choosing dishes have a meal, and turns to pick up the words.

"Yes, Qinglu is a good man. He is hardworking to you, but he is too slow to learn how to cook."

Make complaints about the last Tucao in July, and everything is very fast. What's more, this cooking is really a blockhead. It's not good to learn how many times it's taught. It's not salty or oil. It's not Jiao Jiao's appetite anyway.

"Anyway, you're here. Master leads me to practice in my own way. I can always see him practicing knife work when I wake up these days. Maybe his cooking skills will improve after this pass."

Jiaojiao has instinctively said a good word for Qinglu now. At first, the pimple has disappeared with the passage of time. Without Qinglu's quick decision and help, the three people can't get away from the Wei government smoothly. Jiaojiao is grateful for Qinglu, and Qinglu should try to accept her own mind.

"As soon as I talk about him, you'll protect him. It's really... As you say, when he's a knife maker, he'll cook, I'll bet you a purse."

"Good! Bet on this. If you lose, embroider a purse for brother Tian. "

July is not good at female workers, let her take the needle and thread is not as good as playing a kitchen knife to cook. Tiange now sleeps with July every night, looking at the soft and glutinous children, July's care about Wei's blood seems to be disappearing.

In July, countless nights, listening to the even breathing of Tian Ge, they all asked themselves whether they really wanted to hate the child because of the Wei family's blood. It was clear that they could sympathize with Jiao Jiao, who was imprisoned by the Wei family's father and son, and why they could not accept Jiao Jiao's child born in October.

July can't find the answer. In the daily and nightly relationship with brother Tiange, looking at brother Tiange who will turn over and turn over his little finger to make him laugh, July's heart, which has been cold for many years, gradually shows signs of warmth. Even so, July still hasn't given up revenge.

Every half a month, people from the fifth master of Chu try to spread the news to the town. Every half a month in July, they leave Baiyun Village to buy in the town. By the way, they also see the hidden pile of the fifth master of Chu and exchange the information they need.

At first, in order to get away smoothly, July used words to excite Qinglu and ran away with him. Unexpectedly, Qinglu was really determined and didn't mean to return to the capital to be loyal to Wei Hui.

Today is the day to go shopping in the town again. In July, I watched Qinglu deal with the yellow catfish and began to prepare the fish soup early. The delicate month is getting bigger and bigger. Although I don't eat much, I can eat more frequently. I was hungry when I was away. In July, I would try to teach Qinglu some simple soup.

"Put some ginger slices in the hot oil, slide the Yellow Catfish carefully from the edge of the pan into the bottom of the pan, and fry it a little. When it comes out, be careful that the yellow catfish is very tender, don't break it."

July carefully explained the practice of yellow catfish bean curd soup. Qinglu looked at it carefully. He wanted to write it down with a pen and paper.

Pour two scoops of mountain spring water into the other side of the pot, and the yellow catfish is also in the pot. After the water is boiled, it takes about half a column of fragrant time to put the pre cut tofu, put some chopped shallots, and then add salt to stew until the soup turns white. In July, when it's hot, I give a small spoon to Qinglu.

"It's delicious!"

Qinglu was not happy to see July. After eating the same food that he tried to cook these days, Qinglu did not dare to choke with July any more. After all, he was a soft eater.

In July, looking at the fish soup in Qinglu, Jiaojiao went to one side, fried three dishes with the fastest speed, heated the bowl, picked up the leftovers of last night, and then went into the house to clean up. Today, there is no less time to go to the town. In order to avoid walking at night, Jiaojiao still has to go and return early, so as not to lose sleep at night.

These days, Qinglu and Jiaojiao really lived in isolation from the world. They didn't step out of Baiyun Village. July was different. They went to the town once every half a month. The fifth master of Chu let the dark pile tell July about the movement of the capital and the general trend of the princes of several other fiefdoms. July knew that the current situation was really calm on the surface, The undercurrent surged below.

If King Jing is really wrong, Baiyun Village is a dangerous place. In July, we should be ready to leave with Jiaojiao. Now we dare not leave easily. It is also because Wei Hui was misled by the fifth master of Chu. The people in the north have returned and started to look for clues again.

July knows that even if King Jing is not against, it is imperative to leave Baiyun Village. If Wei Hui does not die, it will be sooner or later that he comes to Baiyun Village.

"Seven girls, you are here. Please come inside. Some new goods are coming today."

"Well, thank you."

July and dark pile play official, foot into the powder shop, two people hurried upstairs, dark pile watching July sit down.

"Girl, the fifth Master said that Wei Hui fainted once when he received the information, but he soon woke up. The doctor didn't care to look at it, so he dealt with it because he was tired. Now he is sending more people to find out your whereabouts. It seems that he thinks that Mrs. Jiao left by herself rather than being held hostage."