"What?" Curtis asked.

Bai Qingqing looked at her stomach and said, "if you have a baby, how can you tell who it is?"

Curtis suddenly smiled and said, "the smell of blood is different. It's easy to identify."

"Well." Bai Qingqing is relieved.

Today, Bai Qingqing wants to eat fish very much. Parker catches a big one for her in the water and is stewing it now. As soon as the lid is removed, the fragrance spreads out.

Bai Qingqing shrugged his nose and got up to walk to Parker.

"It smells good!" Bai Qingqing is not afraid of being fat with her baby. She squats beside the fire with the bowl.

Parker poured a bowl of pickled vermicelli into the pot, and Bai Qingqing took a piece of fish and came out, "eat the fish first, and the vermicelli will be ready in a moment."

The stewed fish is very delicious. The soup is milky white, like milk.

Bai Qingqing takes a bite of fish, his expression changes slightly, not so eager. After chewing it carefully, I was about to swallow it. Suddenly, the fishy smell could not be ignored. As soon as the fish slipped into the throat, it was pushed out by the rebellious stomach.

"Oh!" Bai Qingqing turned around in a hurry and didn't spit in the bowl.

Parker patted Bai Qingqing's back hurriedly and said: "why do you vomit again? Don't you like fish very much? "

Bai Qingqing's eyes were in tears because of the agitation in her stomach. Curtis handed over a glass of water, and she felt more comfortable after drinking it.

"I also want to eat, but I feel fishy when I eat." Said Bai Qingqing.

A gust of wind blew the white air in the pot on her face, and the disgusting expression appeared on Bai Qingqing's face. Before Ming Dynasty, she thought it was delicious, but now it has an unbearable smell.

Parker catches the fish in the bowl and eats it. He looks puzzled: "it's delicious."

Today's fish he did very carefully, better than usual.

Curtis pressed Bai Qingqing's head into his arms and blocked the white Qi. "What would you like to eat? I'll find it. "

Bai Qingqing smashes it, smashes its mouth, and says weakly, "I still want to eat fish..."

"I'll make another pot!" Parker said happily, "you like fish so much. It must be my baby. Ha ha ha..."

With that, Parker went fishing excitedly.

Bai Qingqing was afraid of the light fishy fish and said to Curtis, "I want to eat spicy fish, spicy fish."

"I'll go to the mountain to find out if there is any red sharp. As for the sour ones..." Curtis thought for a moment and asked, "do you want to put immature fruit in the pot?"

"Yes, as long as it's sour." Bai Qingqing nodded repeatedly.

"It's easy to find. I'll go now." Curtis cut his white hair and said softly, "stay under the tree and don't run around."

"I see." Bai Qingqing can't wait to get rid of Curtis. Looking at the back of their departure, she begins to mend the fish in her mind.

Hot and sour fish with pickled vegetables, red and hot fish with chopped peppers, sweet and sour fish with full soup

Thinking about it, Bai Qingqing draws water and draws fish on the ground to satisfy his hunger.

Parker soon came back with fresh fish. Before Curtis could return, he salted the fish with seasoning.

Nearly an hour later, Curtis finally came back with a package of leaves.

Bai Qingqing hurried up: "how are you? Have you found it? "

Curtis's face was ashamed. He opened the leaves and wrapped them in a few green oranges.

"I found the plant of hongjianer, but it hasn't grown yet. I tasted the leaves. It's not spicy."