pasture leisure

Chapter 445 Photography
Opening his eyes, Zhang Chi sat on the edge of the bed and looked out through the large French windows. At this moment, the raindrops were hitting the glass, and the outside world was blurred by the lumps of raindrops.

After looking at the alarm clock on the bedside table, Zhang Chi took another look at the sky outside, and knew that the rain would not stop at least this morning.

Just as Zhang Chi was thinking about the rain, Melika's lazy voice came from his ear.

"Is it still raining?"

"Well, it's still playing, did I wake you up?" Zhang Chi reached out and stroked his daughter-in-law's face gently.

Melika yawned: "No, maybe I slept a little longer yesterday, so naturally I got up earlier today."

Speaking of which, Melika lowered her head, grabbed Zhang Chi's hand with her own, kissed the back of Zhang Chi's hand lightly, and then held her husband's hand against her face, showing a rare Feminine feminine character.

"What do you want to eat, I'll make it for you," Zhang Chi asked.

Melika said: "No, we guess we are going downstairs now, mother and grandma must have prepared breakfast, and they are waiting for us to eat."

Said Melika let go of Zhang Chi's hand, moved to the edge of the bed opposite, turned over and got out of bed.

After washing up and going downstairs, Zhang Chi found that there were several people sitting on the sofa in the living room, all of them were downcast like soldiers from the battlefield, listless.

Zhang Chi entered the kitchen, and asked curiously at the busy grandma and mother, "What's the matter?"

"What's wrong?" Miao Guifang didn't understand what grandson was referring to.

Seeing Zhang Chi pointing his finger at the sofa outside, Miao Guifang couldn't help laughing.

"They, the older ones, feel that it's raining and they can't go to herd cattle, so they naturally put on a bitter face. The younger ones also feel that it's raining today, and the children he knows can't come and play with him, It's like losing your soul."

Zhang Chi couldn't help laughing when he looked at the people outside, and then said to his grandma, "They stayed at home when it rained?"

Miao Guifang snorted: "They stay at home, they don't stay at home. Now they don't have many friends here, and they can't think of anyone to go to. If they stay in their hometown, they won't start work when it rains. They have long gone to find someone to play poker and watch mahjong. For them, the family is poisonous, so how can they stay there.”

It seemed that Miao Guifang had accumulated a lot of anger, and now she just let out when her grandson asked her.

Zhang Chi didn't care too much. His grandma had opinions on his grandpa all his life. It was a matter between the two of them. They had opinions when they were together, but they couldn't do without one. No matter which one left for too long, he would feel restless. of.This is the feeling of the elders and the way they get along.

As a grandson, Zhang Chi can just listen to it, and at worst agree with him a few times, and let it go if he gets involved. At that time, he will really become Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror-he is no longer a human being inside and out.

"What's for breakfast this morning?" Melika asked Li Xiumei.

Li Xiumei uncovered the pot and showed it to her daughter-in-law.

"Tofu roll?" Melika said.

Li Xiumei said: "You still know this?"

Melika replied: "Before you came, Zhang Chi would make some from time to time, but they were mainly fried. By the way, Mom, there is no tofu at home. Where did you get this tofu?"

"It's not difficult to make it yourself. Your grandma and I soaked beans yesterday. We woke up early in the morning and started making tofu. In addition to making tofu rolls, there are still about ten catties in the bucket." .

As she spoke, Li Xiumei bent down and pulled a plastic bucket out from under the console.

Melika looked at it and found that it was indeed a bucket of tofu, but she looked a little strange when looking at the tofu, so she asked, "Why isn't this tofu white?"

The tofu in the bucket was not like the tofu bought by Zhang Chi from the Chinese supermarket, it was snow white, and these tofu were a bit gray.

Li Xiumei said: "It's not that the tofu is not made well. These tofu are made from natural brine and come out in this color. You will know when you eat it. This tofu tastes the best."

Zhang Chi asked at this time: "Mom, when did you take this from your aunt's house?"

I don't have this kind of stew at home. The only possibility is that I got it from my aunt's house.

Li Xiumei said: "Your aunt is also keeping it at home, so I brought it over when I went to her house last time, oh, I will give them a few pieces of tofu later."

Zhang Chi laughed and said: "If you want to send it to you, do more, so what can you do if you send it all away?"

"A dozen catties isn't enough?" Li Xiumei asked.

Zhang Chi shook his head: "It's not enough. She might decide how many to give away. This one is only a few catties, and it won't last for a few days."

Auntie has quite a few friends in Folsom, some are Chinese and some are old and beautiful. If the ten catties are divided, each family will not get much.

"How about we do more today?" Li Xiumei said.

Zhang Chi replied: "If you are going to give it away, you can make more. No matter what, it will cost forty or fifty catties. If you are not going to give it away, don't do it. It is also convenient for them to buy tofu."

"Forget it, let's do more. You can send it to your aunt's house tomorrow morning." Li Xiumei thought for a while before saying.

That's it for the tofu delivery.

Li Xiumei stretched out her hand and pressed on the tofu roll, and found that the tofu roll was cooked, so she said to Melika: "Xiaomei, go and inform the old men outside that dinner is ready."

Melika stood at the door of the kitchen and yelled into the living room: "It's time to eat."

When everyone in the living room heard that it was time to eat, they immediately regained their spirits and all gathered at the dining table.

Everyone started working together, even Xiaoxiao was assigned to set the chopsticks. After a while, the whole family gathered around the dining table.

As soon as Zhang Chi sat down, he asked, "Where are my sister and brother-in-law, are they still awake?"

"Wake up early, you think everyone is you?" Zhang Youpeng looked at his son and smiled.

"What about that person?"

Only then did Zhang Chi remember that he had never seen his brother-in-law and sister since he woke up.

At this time, Xiaoxiao said: "I went riding a horse early in the morning, and I haven't come back until now, and I forgot to eat."

The little guy spoke like a little adult, making Zhang Chi laugh.

"Riding so early?" Zhang Chi asked.

Li Xiumei said: "Let them go. When you're hungry, you'll know you're back. Let's eat. Come, Xiaomei, try my tofu rolls and see how my skills are."

Zhang Chi said: "Your craftsmanship must be good, but this method is a bit behind me."

The ones made by my mother are called tofu rolls, and the ones made by Zhang Chi are also called tofu rolls, but they are all tofu rolls, but the method is different.

The tofu roll made by Zhang Chi is a whole piece of dough rolled out, and a whole piece of bread stuffing. After rolling up, the tofu rolls are added, and finally they are fried in oil.

And the tofu rolls made by my mother are rolled into small cakes and put on stuffing rolls, then put them in a pot to steam, and they can be eaten when they are steamed.

It's really hard to say which one is delicious. It depends on personal taste. For example, Zhang Chi prefers fried food. Of course, if he is not allowed to do it, he will not care about it if he just eats it.

"You cook deliciously".

Li Xiumei laughed happily, and didn't care about her son. Now that she saw Melika happily eating her own food, she felt an indescribable sense of comfort in her heart. Thinking about the pain in her daughter-in-law's belly Little granddaughter, that taste is even more beautiful.

"Then next time you do it, people who only talk will talk too much," Zhang Youpeng said to his son.

"Then I will do it when I have time," Zhang Chi smiled.

The family ate and chatted around the table, and the atmosphere was pretty good.

Everyone was eating when Zhang Juan and Sun Yanping entered the room.

Zhang Chi looked up, and was a little dumbfounded by the appearance of the two of them.

"You two are going to heaven?!"

Both sister and brother-in-law are now wearing ancient costumes. Isn’t Hanfu popular now? Zhang Chi thought that wearing Hanfu was something for little girls. How could he have imagined that his sister is actually a fan of Hanfu.

It’s nothing more than a sister, it’s natural for women to love beauty, and Zhang Juan is not bad, and wearing Hanfu can be regarded as a starting point for the promotion of Hanfu.

You said that the brother-in-law is so lively, look at him, wearing a Hanfu, he is completely the image of a villain in a film and television drama, at most he is an image of a prodigal son who molested good women on the road.

"In the morning, your sister said to take a set of photos of Hanfu, so we went to take some photos. Don't you say that the scenery here is very beautiful..."

In Sun Yanping's hand is a camera, a very high-end one. As for how to judge, Zhang Chi always judges by the length of the camera lens. The more light, the more high-end in his opinion.

Obviously, the brother-in-law's camera lens is very long, almost as long as a palm, which is the posture of a colorist to Zhang Chi.

"The lights are dark and there is no light, can you do it?" Zhang Chi was a little skeptical about his brother-in-law's photography skills.

Sun Yanping didn't say much here, and went directly to the side of his brother-in-law, opened the stool and sat down.

"What are you doing, waiting for someone to serve you the meal?"

Zhang Juan said something to her husband.

Sun Yanping immediately laughed and went to serve a bowl of porridge, and sat down without drinking the porridge, showing off his photography skills to his brother-in-law.

Originally, Zhang Chi thought that his brother-in-law was at the level of a roadside stall, or at worst a roadside shop, but when he saw the things his brother-in-law took, Zhang Chi felt that his brother-in-law was a little unpredictable.

The filming is very good, as far as Zhang Chi's appreciation level is concerned, it is quite good.

The first photo is a sister wearing a Hanfu riding on horseback, the horse is shaking its head, the horse's mouth is open, the horse's head is folded inward, the twisted neck, and the high-spirited ponytail form a very powerful Momentum of power.

At this time, the elder sister stood upright on the horse's back, holding the rein with both hands, and seemed to be thinking about something on her face.

There are snow mountains in the distance, but the main color of the snow mountains at this moment is cool gray, quiet and solemn.

The whole photo is a combination of movement and stillness, which has a special sense of thickness.

The following photos are roughly in this style, people, horses and nature, each of which makes Zhang Chi amazed.

"Brother-in-law, yes!" Zhang Chi praised.

Zhang Juan said with a smile: "Your brother-in-law can play both hands except for his work."

Everyone couldn't help being happy when they heard it.

Zhang Chi smiled and said, "That's right!"

(End of this chapter)