Of course, Mrs.
He didn't want the third girl to follow in Mrs.
Feng's footsteps.
She just felt that Mrs.
Feng choked on the pomegranate seeds and it was a bit unlucky to look at it.
It looked annoying, so she gave it to the third girl.
However, Mrs.
He's reaction was quite strange.
Mrs.
Shen was speechless.
He Gong felt that his mother had gone too far.
You always thought pomegranates were bad luck.
Even if you don't eat them, you can't give them to the third girl.
Just as He Gong was about to speak, He Zijin already smiled and said to the third girl, "Cousin, let's go eat.
This year's pomegranates are big and sweet.
My mother picked the best pomegranates in my grandmother's house and brought them over.
Yes, my mother didn’t let me eat her before, but this time it’s easier for us.”
The third girl's eyes were slightly warm, thinking that although her great-aunt was not very kind, luckily everyone else was very nice to her.
The third girl nodded, "Yes."
Mother He felt that He Zijin was not jumping around all day long.
This was her granddaughter.
Mother He did not give the pomegranate directly to the third girl, but told He Zijin, "Be careful with the seeds."
This silly girl, Why do I eat everything?
Have you heard that pomegranate seeds choked Mrs.
Feng to death?
"Grandma, don't worry.
Who doesn't eat pomegranates during the Mid-Autumn Festival?
Everyone is as stingy as Mrs.
Feng."
He Zijin said, "We peeled the pomegranates and squeezed out the juice to drink.
It must be delicious. ."
He asked the third girl to go to the kitchen to squeeze pomegranate juice.
He Gong looked at his mother and sighed, "Hey, my dear, you are so good."
He Lao Niang glanced at her son and said, "A man, if you have something to say, just say it.
Why do you sigh?"
He Gong was depressed and said, "It's nothing."
As a son, he wanted to reason with his mother, but how could he be so honest?
Besides, his mother was famously unreasonable.
He Gong wisely shut up and thought about asking his wife to take more care of his niece in private.
In fact, there were juicers in ancient times, and the He family had one, which was made of wood.
I thought this thing was very high-end, but I also knew that it was not unusual for the ancients to squeeze oil from peanuts, grind soy milk from soybeans, and make some juice.
Mrs.
Zhou was busy cooking dinner, because He Gong returned home and wanted to add two more delicious dishes.
He Zijin said, "Mommy just cooks, and my cousin and I can squeeze the juice ourselves."
Aunt Zhou took out the juice squeezing utensils and said, "Cousin, please look at the older girl, she is still young."
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Then she went about her business.
The third girl nodded, and the two of them washed the thing first, and then peeled out many pomegranate seeds.
After squeezing out the juice, He Zijin first scooped two small bowls with a wooden spoon and said, "Cousin, let's taste it first. " The third girl hesitated and said, "My aunt may not be happy after squeezing so much pomegranate juice.
Why don't we give some to my cousins and aunts to drink first?"
If there is something, the elders should eat it first.
For example, the pomegranate given to her by Mrs.
He was the best one picked by her cousin Xueshi and placed in Mrs.
He's house.
The third girl's previous education was somewhat lacking, but her ability to draw inferences from one example is extremely powerful.
What's more, He Lao Niang gave it to her because she felt that the pomegranate was unlucky and she wouldn't eat it.
But it seemed that her cousin and aunt were not like this, otherwise she wouldn't be allowed to come over and squeeze pomegranate juice with her.
He Zijin blinked and said, "It's okay.
When cooking in the kitchen, the cook has to taste the bland food first."
She glanced at Mrs.
Zhou and saw Mrs.
Zhou picking up a piece of mutton and putting it in her mouth.
Mr.
Zhou muttered, "A bit "Erdan."
He called to He Zijin, "Young lady, come and try it."
"Mommy, just try it.
Otherwise, what if I get addicted and eat up the whole pot of meat?"
Mrs.
Zhou smiled, "Then I'll burst the girl's belly."
The three girls couldn't help laughing.
He Zijin was clearly laughing at Mrs.
Zhou for eating secretly, but Mrs.
Zhou couldn't tell.
He Zijin said, "Mommy, I'll leave you a bowl of pomegranate juice.
Remember to drink it.
I'll pour the rest into this copper pot and scald it with boiling water.
Remember to take it when you eat."
Mrs.
Zhou not only broke her mouth. , also greedy, instead of drinking secretly after leaving, it is better to leave a portion directly for Mrs.
Zhou.
Mrs.
Zhou was really happy and felt that the eldest girl was worthy of being her little soulmate, so she agreed loudly.
He Zijin and the third girl drank pomegranate juice and went to play.
Before dinner, He Zijin also invited her parents to taste the pomegranate juice she and the third girl squeezed.
He Gong said, "This is a good idea.
It's cold.
Drinking cold fruit juice is not good for the stomach.
Warm it up before drinking it."
"It's the best."
He said to Shen, "It doesn't matter if you drink a little, it's warm."
Mrs.
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Shen tasted it and smiled, "This year's pomegranates are just sweet."
He Gong asked my mother, "Mom, would you like to drink a little?
It tastes not bad."
Mrs.
He curled her lips with disdain, "What's the point of this?"
He Zijin teased He Lao Niang, "Of course I have a drink.
It tastes great and very sweet.
Look at the color first.
After I squeezed the juice out, I passed it twice with fine yarn.
There is no seed residue in it. , the color can be so clear, it sets off our white porcelain bowl, It's more like a piece of yellow amber.
When I smell the scent again, the scent of pomegranate is different from others, it's extra strong.
I feel like drinking a bowl of pomegranate juice makes my whole body smell better.
"Finally, He Zi.
Jin sighed like an aria, "It's really delicious."
These days, materials are too limited, and Mrs.
He is not a person who is good at enjoying things.
Speaking of which, she often eats pomegranates and drinks watermelon juice, but she has never drank pomegranate juice.
As Mrs.
He gets older, she already prefers sweet things.
Therefore, after hearing what He Zijin said, He Lao Niang could not help but make a "dong" sound in her throat and swallowed her saliva.
He Zijin snickered, and He Lao Niang was not stupid.
She immediately understood that this damn girl was deliberately trying to make her old man jealous with pomegranate juice.
He Lao Niang was always like a queen at home.
She smacked her lips and said with a straight face, "It tastes so good." , give me a bowl.”
"Hey, grandma, don't you want to eat pomegranates?"
He Lao Niang glared at He Zijin, deeply feeling that the girl was disgusting because she talked too much and said directly, "I want to drink pomegranate juice, why?"
He Zijin personally poured a bowl and brought it to Mrs.
He, smiling, "No, grandma wants to drink.
I will pour it for you myself.
Look how filial I am.
Is there a granddaughter more filial than me in the world?"
Mrs.
He waved her hand, "Okay, sit down and have a good meal.
Why are you running out of words?"
She picked it up and took a sip.
It was indeed delicious.
As Mrs.
He drank the pomegranate juice, she did not forget to sigh, "The same goes for my wife.
At this age, she still eats pomegranates.
If she wants to taste it, it will be the same after squeezing the juice."
He Zijin: The old lady’s resentment is not ordinary.
He heard Madam He say to Mrs.
Shen, "From now on, let's squeeze the juice out of our pomegranates and eat them."
Mrs.
Shen: Fortunately, her daughter solved the pomegranate issue.
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Otherwise, with my temper, the fruit would not be available even on August 15th.
Third Girl: Pomegranate juice tastes so good, I’m afraid my great-aunt will never give pomegranates to herself for free in the future. gd1806102: