Space peasant girl: madly criticizing Xianggong for being weak and bullying

Chapter 63 Perfection and smoothness, peace and joy

In a remote village like Fuyuan Village, when the family is divided, only the elders and the village chief are there to preside over the witnessing process.The villagers didn't think there was anything wrong with this, because few people backtracked, and the common people always had a natural fear of the government, so they thought it was better not to go.

But Xiaoxiao, who comes from a modern society ruled by law, doesn't think so, because "rarely" doesn't mean none. If there is no law, she doesn't have much confidence in the integrity of the old house.

Ning Erlang took a deep breath, and his cheerful mood because of earning money soon fell down: "Our father is also a fool, I have seen him work on the seedlings in our field several times, and then went to help the old house. The moment my father saw the money in my hand just now, I was worried that he would send it to the old house."

Xiaoxiao glanced at the half-basket of eggs lying in the bamboo basket in the kitchen, and began to grind her teeth: "Second brother, go ask our neighbors if they have started cooking."

When Ning Erlang came, Yun Yi and the others didn't know whether to eat or not, so they all turned to look at Rong Yan who was holding the book.

Ning Erlang said happily: "My sister just researched a new dish, it's delicious!"

Yun Yi glanced at his master's expression, and boldly asked, "Just researched it?"

Ning Erlang misunderstood what he meant, and thought they were worried about the taste, so he patted his chest: "Don't worry, someone has tried it just now, the taste, um, in my sister's words, it tastes good!"

Try it?

Rong Yan, who grasped the key words again, turned his head and said in a very calm tone: "Naturally, there is no doubt about Miss Ning's craftsmanship."

Yun Yi looked at the corner of the master's mouth that was no longer cold and hard, and felt relieved: "Then we have good food, the master has just read the book and we haven't cooked yet." He immediately signaled the brothers who were close to him to put the stove on the stove. The fire was put out, and another basket of eggs and a piece of meat was carried.

Ning Erlang thought that this neighbor could get along, but thinking about the old house, he asked: "Can I change these and come get them tomorrow when my sister is cooking?"

Rong Yan understood his concerns in seconds, and naturally agreed.

He got up, put down the book that hadn't been turned at all, and cupped his hands at him: "Then bother you."

When Rong Yan arrived at Ning's house, just in time for the fried rice to come out of the pan, the fried rice was filled with vegetables, mushrooms, shrimps, and carrots that were also diced, and the colors alternated between green, red, orange, and white. This bowl has much more ingredients than before!"

Xiaoxiao sighed, that's right, she put all the extra ingredients in, and didn't plan to keep a single dish for the old house, and everyone filled it up for a big bowl, and I don't know if the neighbor's young master can eat it.

She looked at Rong Yan's small body, and reminded intimately: "If you are too excited at the moment, don't force yourself if you can't eat."

Rong Yan just felt that the little depression just now dissipated, and his heart was ironed flat by the description of the word "excited" - it was just cooking a meal for himself, as for being so happy, he just ate it.

When everyone arrived, Xiaoxiao turned around and poured the beaten egg liquid into the hot pot. The goose-yellow egg liquid quickly condensed. Xiaoxiao saw the timing and filled it up when the egg skin was the softest, and put it on the fried rice. Wrap the corners well, wrap them into a semicircle, and pour the secret sauce on top.

Ning Erlang asked curiously: "Why is this omelet rice wrapped into a ball?"

Of course Xiaoxiao couldn't tell because there would be too much material and it would leak if she didn't wrap it up. She thought about her words: "Because of this, those who eat it will be happy and successful, safe and happy."

The golden skin of the egg is still steaming, so dig a piece with a spoon, the rice covered in sauce is rich in color, making people feel happy when they see it, Rong Yan took one bite at a time, eating the egg that was almost worth two meals of him. Pack rice, eat all clean.

The guards were even more turbulent, and couldn't stop eating. Xiaoxiao looked at their clean bowls, and the sense of accomplishment in her heart also rushed upwards. When Ning Erlang said that they had prepared ingredients, she was even more happy.

When Rong Yan went back to his own home, the corners of his eyes and brows were all bent.

He told the guards that he was going to take a nap, and when he entered the room, he spread out on the bed and started rubbing his belly, laughing while rubbing.

(End of this chapter)