Farmer's Space: The rough man is wild and flirtatious

So the emotion that made me feel inexplicable just now, is it joy?
"Don't be dazed, go and chop the stuffing. You may be better at this, and it will take about a quarter of an hour." Du Xuan said while kneading the dough in the basin, and quickly kneaded the dough evenly and smooth.

Qi Xiaobao didn't know what kind of premonition it was, so he stretched out his hand towards Du Xuan, "Mom! Dough!"

Du Xuan kneaded the dough into long strips and cut them into noodle sheets one by one, and then asked the three children to wash and dry their hands.

I gave them three children, each with a lump of dough, "Take it and play with it."

Fang Meiniang came out of the house with difficulty, leaning on a wooden stick in her hand, she couldn't stand steadily, so she walked over and sat down on the wooden stool, "You, you are too used to them, how can you waste food like this?" .”

Du Xuan glanced at it, and thought that it was only three lumps of noodles, how much food could there be.

But it was obvious that she couldn't say that, so she laughed, "It's okay, let them wash their hands, and when they get tired of playing, throw it in the pot and cook it together, and let them eat it by themselves."

Qi Xiaobao knew that Du Xuan had such a personality, but Dahu and Erhu didn't know, and they even became nervous because they were afraid that their mother would not let them play.

It wasn't until hearing Du Xuan's words that her expression relaxed.

The dumpling wrappers were rolled out quickly, Du Xuan took a bamboo pan to pick out the dumpling stuffing, and wrapped the dumplings nimbly.

Qi Yan glanced at it, and it turned out that he rarely got involved in the affairs of her kitchen.

Because the stove in their hut in Zhao'an Village is too small, and it's hard to use it with one more person.

So every time Du Xuan was busy by herself, and he was rarely able to help.

But now Fang Meiniang was sitting beside her.

Maybe even Qi Yan himself didn't know why he did this, so he sat down at the table anyway, imitating Du Xuan's appearance, picking up stuffing with a bamboo bowl, and making dumplings.

The dumplings made by Du Xuan stood there chubby, like generals with big bellies.

As for the dumplings made by Qi Yan, they either lay on their stomachs or lay down, looking sluggish, and some of them had their stuffing exposed, and they would open their mouths as soon as they were dipped in water later, and boiled into a pot of noodle soup.

Du Xuan was helpless, and looked at it for a while, and couldn't stand it any longer, so she took away his stuffing bamboo.

"Go do something else, help chop firewood or something." Du Xuan said.

Qi Yan didn't seem too happy about it, but Du Xuan obviously didn't give him the chance to continue ruining the dumplings, "Go quickly, how can I cook dumplings when there is no firewood to boil water?"

Qi Yan was silent for a few seconds, then stood up and walked over there.

Fang Meiniang was very helpless, and whispered, "He wants to help you, so you can ask him to help you."

"Let's forget it. It's not easy for me to make something to eat. If he helps a little bit more, the dumplings will turn into noodle soup after a while." Du Xuan said.

Fang Meiniang glanced at Qi Yan's back who was cutting firewood neatly over there, and said to Du Xuan, "It seems that he is really kind to you, so mother can rest assured."

The small pile of dumpling wrappers just rolled out has been finished. Du Xuan stood up and continued rolling out the wrappers, and said with a light smile, "Don't worry about me. With this skill, worry about yourself. I'm going to make clothes today. What a coincidence, the shopkeeper of the tailor-made clothing store happens to know your family, so I heard some interesting things from the shopkeeper.”

Hearing Du Xuan's words, Fang Meiniang's expression froze and her eyes averted a little.

Originally, she refused to mention the unfortunate part of her life because she didn't want Du Xuan to worry about her.

But she didn't expect that she had already heard about it from others, and Fang Meiniang didn't even know what to say for a while.

It took a while to find my words, "Ah, it's really nothing..."

Du Xuan didn't want her mother to drag her sick body and rack her brains to comfort herself, so she continued, "Indeed, as long as Uncle Yan is a good person, life is lived by the two of you after all."

Fang Meiniang was taken aback when she heard the words, and looked at Du Xuan in disbelief, as if she hadn't thought that she didn't think of anything to comfort her daughter, but was comforted by her daughter first.

Du Xuan raised her eyes and smiled at her, "I only care about your body and heal your illness. As for your life, it is your own and you have to live it yourself. Of course, if you really feel sad, If you need my help, I won’t just sit idly by, so you don’t have to be afraid.”

Fang Meiniang's heart was full of pain, and the circles of her eyes turned red all of a sudden.

She quickly lowered her head, trying to hide the tears in her eyes.

She didn't know what her daughter had experienced and what kind of life she had lived in these years when she left.

Obviously before, although every mother wanted to think that her child was the most beautiful and smartest in the world.But it's just that I think so in my heart, because it is my own child, and it is always the best in my own eyes.

But it's not that she doesn't know rationally. This child Xuanxuan doesn't have a particularly bright mind, and she isn't too thoughtful, let alone transparent.

That's why Fang Meiniang didn't even dare to think about what her daughter had gone through to become this...so sensible and transparent.

It's not that Du Xuan didn't notice Fang Meiniang's emotions, it's just that she didn't want to expose it, nor did she want to comfort her, so she could only pretend that she didn't notice it.

It's not that she insists on ignoring it, it's really...

The original owner is indeed gone.

The seven-year-old lost his father, and the ten-year-old mother also left, leaving the original owner alone. Even if he is stupid and bad, no one is born bad.

No one taught her how to be a human being, and what she was exposed to was the bad habits of the Du family around her.

If there is no dereliction of duty as a mother, it can't be justified.

After all, she is still there. Although she has been ill recently, it is not difficult to see from all aspects that Fang Meiniang's life is not bad.

And for the original owner these years, it is not an exaggeration to say that his life is as cheap as a dog.

Du Xuan is not a saint, but fortunately, the crimes that the original owner suffered did not fall on her head, so she was able to come to see Fang Meiniang relatively rationally.

But she is not completely unable to understand why the original owner never came.

Come on, what's the use?It will only increase Fang Meiniang's pain and troubles. Fang Meiniang has such a husband's family, and I am afraid that she will not agree to bring a oil bottle to live with her.

And what about the original owner himself?If you see your mother living a good life, but your life is as cheap as a dog... It's better not to see her.

Du Xuan made all the dumplings quietly, and the unused meat stuffing was made into meatballs, planning to make meatball soup for the three children.

All she can do is to cure Fang Meiniang's illness and make her a delicious dumpling meal.