Chapter 251

Xia Qiusheng and others are again thick line, also feel the Dragon flame and snow fine between unusual.

Not from, several people looked at each other a few eyes, and then continue to eat, decided to be a peace of mind to eat melon masses.

But that attention, all from in front of the meal, quietly transferred to the Dragon flame and snow fine body.

No way, although they are big men, who says men don't gossip?

Dragon flame finish saying, the expression is as if also picked up a piece of fish.

When Xueqing saw her, she said with a smile: "this fish Also Wang... "

Xueqing stops here on purpose.

Moreover, the tone is long and meaningful.

Then -

the chopsticks of dragon flame also stopped.

Just want to pretend to be the background wall of Xia Qiusheng and others, involuntarily also stopped.

They didn't want to look, but their eyes fell on the chopsticks of dragon flame.

Everyone wants to know, dragon flame is to eat, or not to eat?

Dragon flame took a look at the fish on the chopsticks and looked at Xueqing with gloomy eyes.

There is a dangerous light jumping in the dark eyes.

Snow is fine but the eyebrow eyes bend, smile way: "this fish is Uncle Wang to send."

Dragon flame

"Uncle Wang?" Dragon flame thick eyebrow a pick, on the body force person's pressure put away.

"It's Wang Laosan at the north end of the village." Xia Qiusheng looked at the Dragon flame and quickly explained: "Wang Laosan usually likes to catch a fish, catch a shrimp or something. This fish was sent by his daughter malt."

Xia Qiusheng doesn't understand why he wants to explain so clearly. He always thinks that if he explains clearly, long Fuzi should not be angry.

If true, dragon flame listened to Xia Qiusheng's words, unexpectedly slowly put the fish into his mouth.

All of them were relieved.

The oppressive feeling in the air, which makes people breathless, finally disappeared completely.

So, everyone saw the way.

Master long has a problem with shopkeeper Wang in the town.

But why Mao?

In everyone's heart, there is such a question.

**

later, Xueqing calls Yuting, and the two sisters go to Meishan with baskets.

However, just out of the door, I met Li Dongmei.

As soon as Li Dongmei heard that they went to Meishan to pick plums, she immediately went home to get a basket and insisted on going with them.

In fact, Xueqing wants to go to Meishan to step on it, not really to pick plums.

After all, plum picking is a big project. How many girls can pick with a basket?

It's very heavy to pick a basket and carry it home.

Xue Qing won't do that kind of useless work.

She had thought about it for a long time. She would pick the plums and transport them home in a carriage.

In addition to salting plums at home, she needs male workers to do some manual work, and it's better to carry plums from the mountain.

Female workers just need to pick the right plum to pick it off.

Meishan is to the south of the village. You have to go through the thatched cottage.

Snow fine after thatched cottage, subconsciously looked inside.

Then, she even vaguely saw the figure of Wang Suya.

Xueqing's step slowed down, and a trace of doubt flashed in her heart.

Wang Suya has not appeared for many days. How can she come here today?

"Qing'er, hurry up!" Yu Ting shouts in front.

"Oh, here it is." Snow fine promise a, accelerated the pace to catch up.

Li Dongmei took a look at the thatched cottage, then looked at Xueqing and asked tentatively, "Xueqing, you won't really be with that master..."

"How's it going?" Xueqing looks at Li Dongmei, innocent.

The big black and white eyes are so pure and bright.

When Li Dongmei reached her throat, she swallowed it again.

This kind of snow is fine, no matter how to say, also looks like a child who is not familiar with the world.

If she asks, she seems to be insulting Xueqing.

What's more, snow fine body, and engagement.

Although the engagement was not appreciated by the whole village.

However, no matter how bad it is, it's still there.

And the people of the whole village also understand that the little scholar of the Li family has long recognized Xueqing.

Maybe finally can arm twisted thigh, snow fine really married into the Li family.

So, she'd better stop talking nonsense.

Li Dongmei quickly dismissed her thoughts.

Several people soon arrived at Meishan.

There are several varieties of plum in Meishan.

There are Huangmei, Baimei, Qingmei

Because of different varieties, maturity is also different.For Xueqing, this is a good thing.

In this way, the time for her to make plum is greatly prolonged.

Otherwise, it's the same kind of plum with the same mature period. She can only process it for a short period of time before the mature period.

Because fully mature plums are not suitable for pickling.

Mature plum, pickled plum, no matter in appearance or quality, is not as good as medium ripe plum, and it is easy to rot.

Therefore, Xueqing can only be picked when the plum is medium ripe.

There is no cold storage here, and we can't take the plums off in advance for cold storage.

Therefore, if all the plums are of the same variety and mature period, Xueqing can't pickle a large number of plums at all. She can only watch a large number of plums mature and rot.

After all, her workshop is just about to start, and her processing capacity is limited.

However, the ripening period of plum is different now, which solves a big problem of Xueqing.

Xueqing first told Yuting and Li Dongmei about the precautions of picking plums and told them to pick medium rare ones.

Then, a few people walked slowly up the mountain.

They are not in a hurry to pick plums.

Plums are all over the mountain. You can pick them at will. Of course, you need to find the best one.

Snow fine see some plums have been fully mature, feel a little sad.

Because of this plum, she won't use it.

The plum that Xueqing doesn't use will rot for nothing.

In fact, in previous years, almost all the plums on Meishan were rotten.

People in Qingshan village are used to it, so Xue Qing is the only one who is sad.

Yu Ting and Li Dongmei have no feelings.

A few people stop and go, shuttle between plum trees, as if in the mountains and rivers, it is very comfortable.

The golden sun spread down, jumping among the mottled branches and leaves.

In or white, or yellow, or green fruit gently brush.

Xueqing squints her eyes and breathes the air full of plum fragrance, feeling extremely leisurely.

She likes the feeling of relaxation.

Soon, several people stopped in front of a plum tree.

The plum on this tree is very big.

"I come to this tree every year to pick plums." Li Dongmei said: "the plum kernel on this tree is small and big. Although it tastes as sour, it looks lovely."

With that, Li Dongmei picked a plum and bit it.

Immediately, the small face tangled into a ball.

"Sister Dongmei, the plum is sour. I have sugar for you." A man's voice, suddenly ring up.

Li Dongmei's face suddenly changed when she heard the voice.