The blessing of the splendid farm family is married to the world

Chapter 28 The Uncle Gives Money
The fire under the stove was full of light, An Chong was holding a bamboo basket at the side, and took a pancake that had just come out of the pan, and clearly heard the crisp sound of the pancake when it was put in, and when he looked carefully, he found that the pancake was not baked at all. .

He looked up.

Sure enough, the pot was still dark, and the light couldn't get in, so I couldn't see the color of the pancakes clearly.

At this time, An Xu scooped out a spoonful of oil from the clay pot and sprinkled it all into the pot.

An Chong, who hadn't seen You Xing for a long time, watched her pour oil generously, with the strong peppery smell of pancakes lingering in her nose, and swallowed unconsciously.

Yes, Pepper Fragrance, Andani didn’t know how to make it. She crushed some peppercorns that came out of the dry boiler, mixed them with salt, added some green onions, and somehow wrapped them into a ball and rolled them into pancakes. Such a frying can be so delicious and delicious.

An Chong was very puzzled and wanted to know where her craftsmanship came from?This appeared almost suddenly, but the words were on his lips several times, and he didn't ask.

Although he was dissatisfied with Zong Che's ability to read, An Chong admitted that the other party was smarter than him. He turned his gaze back to look at Zong Che, but saw that the fire was beating, and this man was burning the fire with a calm face.

An Chong thought, maybe An Da Ni could cook such delicious food suddenly, he learned it when he was not at home.

If there were other reasons, Zong Che would definitely be able to see it.

"Okay, let's eat." Taking out the last scallion pancake, An Xu directly greeted the two teenagers who were drooling just now.

Not to mention them, even An Xu himself swallowed secretly several times just now.

In the past two days, the food has faded out, and it is still simple coarse grains, so she is starving.

I originally planned to cook some brown rice porridge before eating, but now, let's eat first.

An Xu took a cake by herself and asked Zong Che and An Chong to eat first, and then she ate to wash the brown rice.

There is still fire at the bottom of the pot, and with some more firewood, a pot of porridge can be cooked in a while.

Here, on both sides of the table, the two teenagers were eating face to face while looking at the busy woman over there. They just ate the crispy and delicious pancakes bit by bit, but felt a little warmth in their hearts.

"Did you just eat?" A voice sounded from the door, and the unfastened door was pushed open, and Uncle An walked in.

An Chong stood up, called "Uncle", and asked, "Have you eaten yet? Try the scallion pancakes made by my sister."

An Xu recognized that this person was the old cowboy she met on the bridge when she returned to Linhe Village that day. It seemed that she had guessed correctly, this person was indeed the uncle.

That is, the father of the eldest brother.

"Uncle, sit inside." An Xu also came up to meet him, and looked at the younger brother who let the uncle come in, feeling a little uncomfortable.

At first, she thought that even if little brother An wasn't a bastard, he must be a relatively rebellious child, but she didn't expect to be so polite in front of the elders.

"Uncle," Zong Che stood up and greeted him.

Uncle An glanced at the table, nodded and said, "Sit down, I've eaten, you can continue eating."

An Xu took a stool and asked the uncle to sit down.

Uncle An felt relieved, and handed over a large bundle of leeks in his hand to An Xu, "It's starting to frost, today I brought out all the leeks in the field, and brought some for you."

An Xu took it and put it under the chopping board, washed his hands and took a scallion pancake for the uncle.

Uncle An waved his hand, "No need, eat when you are young and growing up."

An Xu didn't want to give in, so he put it back in the bamboo basket, but this house didn't even have a teacup, and he didn't entertain anything, which made him feel a little awkward.

At this time, An Chong, who had already sat back to eat the cake, asked, "Uncle, what do you want?"

"It's all right," said Uncle An, and he took out a small cloth bag from his coat and put it on the table. "This is two silver coins. You can use it to pay back the debts of Zheng Sanshi's family, and then buy some things for the winter." clothing."

The words were obviously spoken to An Xu. After a pause, he said, "We should live less. If the harvest is good in the coming year, I will send Chong'er to study too. After all, when your father was around, he hoped for fame and fame soon. Pan Mo is stunned. If our family does not have a scholar, don't call your brother a blind man."

After speaking, he was still worried that Zong Che was careless, so Uncle An said a few more words to him.

Zong Che didn't take it to heart at all. Andani didn't even give half of the family's harvest for him to study. He copied books to earn money after studying. Besides, the book for him to continue studying was because Father An picked him up. It was agreed with his father when the family owned property.

After talking for a while, Uncle An was about to leave. An Xu, who had no chance to speak just now, quickly took back the cloth bag on the table and returned it to Uncle An.

"You child, why are you still so heartless? Your uncle's mouth is unforgiving, and you still eat your heart?"

An Xu said: "No, it's because I have money now, and my uncle's family is also a big family, so I can't take this money anymore. There is no such a constant subsidy for emergencies but not for the poor."

The uncle must have heard that the Zheng family came to ask her for a bill, and he only sent the money today.

Uncle An waved his hand and wanted to put the money back on the table, but An Xu quickly stopped him and said, "Uncle, I really don't need it."

An Chong didn't know why she became so hypocritical today. She had complained a lot before that her uncle didn't help her family, but she stood up and said to her uncle, "Uncle, take it back, my sister has a way."

Seeing that both brothers and sisters said that, and their expressions were quite firm, they stopped insisting, "Okay, if you really don't have money, go home and say something."

An Xu agreed, and sent her uncle out before coming back to eat in peace. Tired from the day, she ate two large pancakes and drank a large bowl of brown rice soup.

Originally, he planned to pay back the Zheng family's money today, but after packing up, it was getting late, thinking that it would be less than three days, An Xu went back to his room and went to bed.

Didn't know that brother An next door was thinking about her changes and fell asleep very late.

"Shhhhh."

The next morning, An Xu woke up to the sound of washing. She put on her clothes and opened the door, and saw a thin boy sitting on a stool in the hazy sky, with his back to the door of the main room washing. lotus root.

On the left is the bag of muddled lotus root, and on the right is a basket, which An Xu recognized as the one she washed a few days ago.

Footsteps sounded, An Chong glanced back and then went back to work again.

An Xu squatted beside the bamboo basket, picked up a knot of lotus root, looked at it, and asked, "By the way, where did you get this lotus root?"

This time was different from last night. Although the young man's tone was still bad, he still said: "There is Qingnan Village in the southeast of our village. People in their village grow lotus root. They have harvested all of them these days, and some of them have been harvested." , you can let others go down and pick it up.”

An Xu is no stranger to such things. When she was a child, she lived with her grandfather in the village. There was an apple orchard in a large village more than ten miles away from their village. Whenever the apples were harvested in autumn, the owner of the orchard would open it. In the garden, let those who don't dislike bad apples pick up the fallen or smashed and trampled fruits.

It’s just that with the development of the times, I have never heard of such a thing. One is that no one is poor enough to pick up unwanted things in other people’s fields, and the other is that the owner’s family is afraid of destroying their own garden or field.

An Xu broke off a piece of lotus root that was flat in the center and bulging on both sides, and took a bite from the core inside, "You want to sell it?"

An Chong gave her an annoyed look, and said, "You don't care. Don't eat my lotus root."

"Oh," An Xu said flatly, "Then don't eat the rice I cooked."

The young man's slightly tanned face froze suddenly, and he raised his head sullenly.

(End of this chapter)