Era Space: The darling of the rough man is sweet and flirtatious

Chapter 100 Like the Second Fool in the Village

A little piglet can't eat much hogweed, and it doesn't have to be released, so it only needs to cut half a load every day.

Seeing that it was still early, Lin Yulan ran to the stream and turned over rocks.The small crabs as big as chess have no meat, but if you mix some batter, fry them crispy and throw them into your mouth, they are still very fragrant.

The rapeseeds in the private plot seem to have grown a large piece, so it's hard work. After harvesting, drying, beating and sifting, the oil squeezed out in the end is only more than five catties.

After all the hard work, she was still very bold when she and her sister were struggling.

On the day when the new oil arrived, I decisively fried a can of multi-flavored peanuts.

The rapeseed oil just received is raw oil, and after frying, it becomes mature oil. The choking smell of raw oil is less, and the mellow aroma of fried peanuts is more.

But the people in the village don't care about this. Anyway, they only put a few drops of oil in the cooking, so they don't pay much attention to it.

In the early morning, the mountain village was still shrouded in mist. When Lin Yulan turned over the rocks on the bank, if she saw mussels in the stream, she would pick them up in the basket.

Gudong~
A small stone splashed on the surface of the water and sank to the bottom. The little fish that had been playing leisurely and leisurely fled in panic.

Lin Yulan turned her head to face Song Erdou, who was winking and grinning, and looked past him to Xiao Dongming.

Good guy, why did this man incarnate as Meng Jiangnv last night?

Originally, the shape of Ruifeng's eyes was quite beautiful, but it was a sad frog with swollen double eyelids.

His appearance and image have fallen precipitously. The sunny young man who was originally very energetic, with a few piles of hair sticking up, wearing black-faced tattered clothes, and his swollen eyes can't be opened as if he hadn't woken up.

Like the second idiot in the village.

"Sister Yulan, are you touching the little crabs and feeding them to the chickens?" Song Erdou put down the dustpan that was tied up half a person's height, lowered his head and rolled up his trouser legs and asked.

Lin Yulan twitched the corners of her mouth, if she couldn't show off her family's boldness, she would have wanted to dunk him on the head!

Who are you scolding, who is a chicken!
Is it only chicken that deserves to eat small crabs? People can't eat them!

"Uh, hehe. That's right." She rolled her eyes, turned around, caught the little crab running sideways with its pincers in hand, and threw it into the small bag, not wanting to talk to him at all.

A few people waded across the creek to the other side, Xiao Dongming looked back at her, and wanted to ask what delicious food her family made last night.

It was hard to speak for a while, so I had no choice but to continue walking.

The road is small and carrying things, people cannot walk side by side.Song Erdou walked at the back, saw him turn around with a hesitant expression, rolled his eyes, poked him on the back with a smile.

"Uncle Dongming, do you think Miss Yulan is pretty?"

"pretty good."

"I heard my mother and my aunt said a few words when washing the dishes, and wanted to tell you Miss Yulan, what do you think?"

Xiao Dongming and Song Yi both stopped and looked back at him.

"Me?" Xiao Dongming smiled and waved his hands, his handsome face blushed, "The girl is very nice, like my family, most people dare not marry, so I appreciate it~"

When Chu Chu heard that she hadn't said anything about kissing, she felt a little bit of joy in her heart, but when thinking about the situation in her own family, it's better not to have any illusions.

Sister Yi's sister, why worry about getting married?

The corners of Song Yi's eyes twitched a few times. Is the lack of heart of the Lin family acceptable to ordinary people?

Like his daughter-in-law, she is educated, insightful and courageous, and has a particularly strong ability to deal with moths.

Leaving aside the question of whether she likes him or not, the key point is that the guy next to him is a traitor. I feel that the two of them are together, and it is really not far from being dragged and shot.

"Ah?" Song Erdou threw the burden on his shoulders and scratched his ears in puzzlement, "My mother said that your family's population is small because it's a little small, and other things are quite suitable?"

"Tsk!" Song Yi glared at him with a gloomy face, "Why do you care so much about it, you little brat? Are you the female director? You have to grab everything for a few words? Just take care of yourself!"

I didn't come here to find someone, so I just casually introduced how many people there are in the family. Who would say that the family members are different from ordinary people when they are free to chat!
There was a lot of trouble because of this incident, but now I am chasing and asking if I stabbed a knife in the heart of the heart!

"Oh." Song Erdou shut up resentfully.

"It's nothing for a child to ask a few words, what are you scolding him for?" Xiao Dongming smiled and pushed Song Yi's shoulder, "Let's go, let's go, I have to go to Mrs. Yi's to get something to give away after breakfast." Go, don't delay."

For breakfast in the Song family, only women who want to nurse their children and Song's mother can eat sweet potato porridge, and everyone else eats sweet potato.

Since Xiao Dongming was a guest at home, Song Yi bought another ten catties of sliced ​​noodles, so Mrs. Song decided to let the whole family eat noodles in vegetable soup to replenish their bodies.

There are two large washbasins with green vegetables on the table. The children looked at the poached eggs with golden yolk rolling in the noodle soup, and no one dared to scoop one into their own bowls with a spoon.

"Young students, eat, eat, you're welcome~ There are no decent dishes at home, so don't be surprised~" Mrs. Song enthusiastically scooped up two eggs and poured them into Xiao Dongming's bowl.

She held a small earthenware bowl in her hand, filled it with noodles, scooped a spoonful of noodle soup with eggs, and said with a smile: "Lao Liu, please greet me, I will bring the noodles to mother."

"I'm on my own, how can I be polite, this side looks delicious!" Xiao Dongming opened his mouth as soon as he said the polite words, "I stretched out my throat last night, and my sister-in-laws must be carrying it when they help others to make banquets." Take a big spoon!"

Complimenting people is so down-to-earth, and boasting that their craftsmanship is comparable to that of chefs in state-owned restaurants, people are really happy to hear it.

But if you praise others for carrying a big spoon when they are helping other people's banquets and cooking, then you will praise it directly from the bottom of your heart.

They may not have eaten the food in the state-run restaurant, but there are weddings and funerals in the village, and many women will be invited to help cook.

It is a big advantage to be a master chef. You can get red envelopes and bring a lot of dishes home.

Any helper in the kitchen would like to invite them to cook the spoon one day when the master invites people, which means that the craftsmanship is resounding and good!

The two women at the table greeted him with smiles, asking him to eat more.

Song Sansao filled the noodles and scooped an egg into her bowl.

Cut it in half with chopsticks, give half to five-year-old Song Xiangdong, and half to three-year-old Song Xiangyang, and let them eat at the table after dividing.

Eight-year-old Song Chunxiang was holding a bowl and sitting on a small stool by the door. She looked back at her mother's loving smile, pursed her lips, turned back and lowered her head to eat noodles silently.

There are a total of six eggs, all of which have a fixed number.

Guests eat two, which is the etiquette of hospitality.

Uncle is going out to do carpentry work for others, so he eats an egg as a gesture of goodwill.

Respect the elderly, grandma eats one.

Mother and fifth aunt are tired of taking care of the children, one for each of them.

It's just that my mother will only give delicious food to my younger brother, and she can't look forward to it.

Suddenly there was the sound of footsteps running over and under the eaves, and a pair of chopsticks held a half-bitten egg and put it in her bowl.

"Sister, eat quickly, don't let mother know." Song Xiangdong suppressed his voice like a thief, using his small body to block the sight of Song Sandou stretching his neck from the other side of the threshold.

Song Xiangyang snuggled up to his elder brother, hugged the wooden bowl, and with a puffy face, he dug a piece of egg with a long-handled iron spoon.

Seeing that the egg yolk is a little less, I bit the egg that was slippery and rolled away in the noodles, and dug a little more egg yolk and stuffed it directly into my sister's mouth.

With flashing black eyes, she murmured softly, "It's delicious, I can't say it."

Song Chunxiang ate the egg in the spoon, nodded, pursed her lips and smiled sweetly, crushed the half egg in the bowl and fed it to her two younger brothers.

Song Sandou babbled, looked down at the pencil sharpener in the shape of a red apple hanging around his neck, curled his lips and continued to eat noodles.

Hmph, what's wrong with eating eggs?
Have they ever eaten sweet and soft cakes?

Do they have apple sharpeners?
(End of this chapter)