Chapter 81 You don't have to be like a hedgehog

Ji Xiujing on the other end was in entanglement and didn't mention it, but Mu Daiyao on the other end had already finished feeding the chicks, clapped his hands, went to wash and went back to the house.

After waiting for a while, Ji Zhixu didn't see the intention of going back to the house, Mu Daiyao's eyelids were clenched again, so she simply blew out the candle and went to bed.

As soon as the candles were extinguished, the whole house was plunged into darkness.

It was quiet outside, and Mu Daiyao was tired all day, and when her head touched the pillow, she felt dawn.

In the early morning of the next day, Mu Daiyao woke up naturally, and saw that Ji Zhixu was still asleep on the ground, and she didn't know when she went back to sleep last night, and she didn't wake herself up anyway.

She didn't wake him up, and tiptoed out of the room to wash up quickly, and couldn't wait to rush to the kitchen to see her results from last night.

The stewed pig's head in the big pot has been soaked overnight, and the smell has long been infused. When the lid of the pot is lifted, the aroma is immediately tangy.

Mu Daiyao's eyes lit up, and she just felt that the mellow stewed fragrance was no worse than what she had made before. She picked up the chopsticks and picked up the soft shredded meat next to it, tried the taste, and knew it was a success.

"Yao Niang, I'm going to the back mountain today, you take the money and take care of it, you."

Just at this time, Ji Zhixu also stepped into the kitchen, holding a small bag of silver in his hand and handing it to Mu Daiyao.

He had just washed up in the yard, and the drops of water were still hanging on his face. Before he finished speaking, he smelled a behavior that made people move their index fingers. He immediately changed the subject and asked, "What is this smell? smell good?"

"The marinated pork head meat last night, I will bake you a pancake later, you can take it with you and eat it on the road."

The success of the pig's head meat and the fact that there is money to collect these two things made Mu Daiyao look at this man pleasing to the eye, she said happily to Ji Zhixu with her eyebrows curved.

Seeing that Ji Zhixu also raised the corners of his mouth slightly, his focused eyes were reluctant to move away from Mu Daiyao.

"Okay, I will bring whatever Yaoniang does."

Mu Daiyao scooped out a spoonful of marinade, added crushed minced garlic and celery, and mixed a small bowl of white vinegar with a little cornel and stirred well.

After putting it aside, he quickly cut some pork head meat out of the pot, cut it into thin slices, divided it into two parts, and poured different marinade on each.

Then they heated up the oil again, quickly baked a large pancake, rolled it with pork head meat, and handed one to Ji Zhixu after wrapping it up, and said, "You fill your stomach first, and I'll make some more for you."

"Thank you, Yaoniang."

Ji Zhixu took it and took a bite without waiting for it to cool down.

The taste was no worse than the restaurant we ate last night, even a little bit better.

"how?"

Mu Daiyao took the time to look back at him and asked with concern.

"Delicious," Ji Zhixu simply commented on these two words, and then felt that it was not enough to express his true meaning, and added a sentence very sincerely: "It is better than any cooked meat I have ever eaten Eat, they are no match for your craftsmanship."

"As a gentleman, you have vision."

Hearing this, Mu Daiyao naturally squinted her eyes happily, humming a little tune while making pancakes.

Ji Zhixu had always known that his wife had a good-looking appearance, but he had rarely seen her smile so naturally and easily, at first glance, he couldn't move his eyes.

"Next time if you want to go to the market, I'll go with you."

Like a ghost, Ji Zhi lowered his eyes, as if he mentioned something casually.

He was afraid that if there were other men in the village who suddenly discovered the beauty of his wife like himself, they would come to harass his wife.

However, in Mu Daiyao's ears, it turned into the opposite meaning.

Most of the smile on her face faded, leaving only a slight sarcasm on her face.

"Why, Xianggong, are you afraid that I will misuse the household you entrusted to me?"

Hearing this, Ji Zhixu frowned, wondering why Mu Daiyao misunderstood her so much, but he was a little too ashamed to explain the real reason.

"Of course not."

"why?"

Mu Daiyao didn't believe Ji Zhixu's words, she raised her eyebrows, and turned her back to the stove, with a little provocation in her eyes, wanting to see what kind of reason he would give.

"Yao Niang doesn't want me to go with you?"

Ji Zhixu didn't want to answer the question, so his eyes darkened, and he simply threw the question back to Mu Daiyao.

He wanted to see how his increasingly sharp-tongued lady would answer him.

"I don't really want to. If you're really worried, then you can do the shopping at home by yourself. Or Xiao Ping also has this ability, so I don't worry if you leave it to him."

Mu Daiyao didn't deny it either, but nodded generously.

She is not a thief, why does she need someone to follow her and watch her?

After a while, Ji Zhixu raised his eyes and looked directly at Mu Daiyao's eyes, as if helpless and puzzled, he said: "I didn't mean that, Yaoniang, you don't have to look at me every time. It defends me like a thorn erected."

Although Ji Zhixu didn't know the reason, he was not stupid, how could he not feel anything at all.

"You feel wrong. I'm not a hedgehog. Where did the thorn come from?"

Mu Daiyao resolutely refused to admit it, she quickly prepared dry food for Ji Zhixu, and then gave him all the food, urging him to go on the road: "Hurry up, the prey will be gone if you leave too late."

Ji Zhixu was a little dumbfounded, could it be that he felt wrong?
Anyone who has eyes can feel that driving him away so brightly, right?

But seeing that Mu Daiyao really didn't want to continue the conversation with him, Ji Zhixu had no choice but to compromise, picked up the dry food and turned to leave.

After Ji Zhixu was happily sent away, Mu Daiyao cut up a large bowl full of pork head and brought it to Wang Laoer's house.

At this time, Wang Lao Er had already gone to the market to sell pigs, leaving the bored Qin family alone.

Mu Daiyao told Qin that this food tastes delicious, but it is greasy, and after all, it is cold meat. People with a body should not eat too much, it is best to eat it in several portions.

Qin's mouth was watering staring at the bowl of pork head meat, and after she reassured, Mu Daiyao put down the bowl and walked home.

Before taking a few steps, she was stopped by Qin's blushing face.

"Sister, do you still sell the wild rooster from yesterday?"

"Sell?"

Mu Daiyao was a little puzzled, she blinked, and soon realized that Qin Shi had misunderstood.

She smiled narrowly, and explained: "Sister, I just cook it at home for eating, not for sale. If you like it, I'll bring it here next time I make it to satisfy your hunger."

"That's not going to work, isn't it that I'll eat you for nothing."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Qin immediately waved her hands and said seriously: "Sister, I'm not someone who likes to take advantage of others. No matter if you make it for yourself or sell it, then I will have to pay for it." Only your money will make it."

(End of this chapter)

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