Portable Space: Small Peasant Girls Farm to Get Rich

Chapter 67 Jiang Dafu Was Trained

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"Brother Jiang, put this room." Liu Qingcao led people to the middle room between himself and Chen Cuizhi's family.

"Girl, do you want to wash young master Luo?" Chen Cuizhi looked at Luo Shiyuan's dirty appearance, and asked Liu Qingcao.

Liu Qingcao looked at it, and found that it was indeed quite dirty, with strands of hair, crumpled clothes and dust.

"Brother Jiang, I'm going to trouble you again. I'm going to boil two pots of hot water. You sit down for a while and drink some tea to moisten your throat."

"Girl, I'm going to boil the water." Chen Cuizhi put down the teapot, ran to the kitchen, and started to fetch water for the fire.

Liu Qingcao saw her gone, so she went to prepare Luo Shiyuan's change of clothes. Fortunately, Chen Cuizhi had done a lot these days, although it didn't fit her very well, she could only wear it casually.

"Green Grass, this hair needs to be dried for a while. After lunch, I will come and carry Young Master Luo into the house."

Jiang Dafu washed Luo Shiyuan's whole body, put on his underwear, and carried him to the thatched shed in the yard.

Now the sun is so strong that it cannot be directly exposed to the sun, otherwise people will have problems in the sun. Lying on a chair in the grass shed, without direct sunlight, the heat in the air can even dry the hair.

"Brother Jiang, stay here for lunch, it will be ready soon." Liu Qingcao was cutting vegetables in the kitchen, and when she saw someone was about to leave, she dropped the kitchen knife and went to stop Jiang Dafu.

"No, no need, the family has already cooked my meal." Jiang Dafu was excited, nervous and shy when he was left for dinner for the first time.

"It's okay. I've already cooked your meal. I'm leaving. The few of us can't finish it. You can sit down for a while and it will be ready soon. It won't delay your work in the afternoon."

"That's fine, Qingcao, you can cook whatever you want."

"Understood, Brother Jiang."

Liu Qingcao retained Jiang Dafu and worked in the kitchen with peace of mind.

In Old Man Niu's room, Liu Qingcao didn't go in. She didn't know how she should tell Old Man Niu about Luo Shiyuan's situation.

She was afraid that the old man Niu would be agitated when he found out, and the wound that was about to heal would burst open again, or he would faint in a hurry. She didn't dare to take the risk, and thought about waiting for him to recover, before talking about this matter, Luo Shiyuan might then Also woke up.

Liu Qingcao has been busy for a while, a plate of marinated pork, a plate of fried pork with chili, a plate of stir-fried kidneys, a plate of fried pork slices with cucumber, and a plate of vegetarian cabbage.

Niu Laotou's is still light, a plate of yam, a bowl of crucian carp soup and rice.

After the old man Niu's food was settled, Liu Qingcao came to the table.

"Brother Jiang, eat quickly. This is the wild boar that was beaten last time. It has been marinated, and it tastes quite good."

"Okay, you eat, don't worry about me." Jiang Dafu looked at the table of meat and felt emotional.

He still remembered that when this girl was unable to eat in those years, she has already eaten her meat now, it is really different now.

"Ping'an, you should eat less of this chili pepper. If you eat too much, your throat will hurt." Chen Cuizhi saw that his little mouth was red hot, picked out the chili pepper from Pan Ping'an's bowl, put it in his own bowl, and held a chopstick for him Chinese cabbage.

"Haha, young man is capable." Jiang Dafu looked at it and laughed, Liu Qingcao also raised the corners of his mouth, Pan Pingan thought he was praising him, so he grinned and laughed.

After a meal, the host respected the guests, Jiang Dafu ate, carried Luo Shiyuan into the room, and helped the old man Niu to the hut before saying goodbye to Liu Qingcao.

Liu Qingcao took out a bowl of stewed pork and asked him to take it home so that his family members could taste it too. Jiang Dafu ate it at noon and thought it tasted good, so he accepted it without hesitation.

After Jiang Dafu left, Liu Qingcao and Chen Cuizhi started to get busy, and they had no free time.

Village head home.

Jiang Dafu brought the stewed pork back home with a smile. The family members were sitting at the dining table, waiting for him to come back for lunch.

"Hey, Dafu still knows how to come back, are you full?" Li Shumei gave him a blank look, her tone tinged with anger.

Jiang Dafu walked forward with a smirk, and put the stewed meat on the table.

"Mother, don't be angry, Qingcao asked me to bring it back for you, you have to taste it, it tastes great."

"Hmph, Dafu, what did my mother tell you since childhood, have you forgotten?"

Li Shumei looked at the stewed meat, looked away, pretended not to be moved, and continued to lecture Jiang Dafu.

Jiang Dafu's heart skipped a beat, and he stammered his answer:

"Mother said, if you want to help others, don't keep food, don't take it with you..."

"Then what are you doing, disobeying your old lady!?"

"I, mother, I won't do it next time." Jiang Dafu's tall and big man shrank his neck like a quail at the moment, his face flushed red and he lowered his head, not daring to look at his mother.

Several other people at the table looked away, not daring to look at Li Shumei, nor at Jiang Dafu.

The old man Niu even moved his body further away, for fear that he would suffer disaster.

"Hmph, how grown-up you are, you're still hungry."

"Mother, I was wrong..." Jiang Dafu knew he was wrong, so he didn't dare to refute, and stood there weakly.

"I know I'm wrong, you'll be the one to clean the bowl later, and Chunhua is not allowed to help."

"Got it, mother."

"Listen mother."

"..."

"What are you doing in a daze, go and cut up the meat and serve it up, waiting for your mother to do it?" Li Shumei glared, and Jiang Dafu, who was still standing, let out an angry voice.

Jiang Dafu chuckled, took the stewed meat, ran to the kitchen, imitated the thickness of Liu Qingcao, cut the stewed meat and put it on the plate.

Seeing the neatly arranged stewed meat in a circle, Jiang Dafu brought it out with a smile.

"Mother, it's ready." Jiang Dafu put the plate in Li Shumei's direction with a flattering smile.

The cut braised pork is full of meaty aroma, and the spicy taste is even more obvious, which makes people want to stretch out their chopsticks to pick it up.

Jiang Dafu had eaten it, but he still twitched his index finger when he saw this plate of stewed pork.

"Go and stay aside, look at your gluttonous appearance, I am short of your food?"

"Chunhua, Magnolia, pick them up and eat them, don't leave them for him."

Without waiting for Jiang Dafu to answer, Li Shumei interrupted him.

Looking at a large plate of shiny braised pork, Li Shumei finally couldn't hold it anymore.

She put a piece in a bowl for Jiang Dahe, and ate it on her own.

good to eat!

Li Shumei took a bite, the meat was fragrant, glutinous and smooth, fat but not greasy, with a faint spicy smell, which made people want to stop.

The corners of Li Shumei's lips curled up slightly, and she concentrated on eating, not paying attention to the people around her.

Wang Chunhua and Liu Yulan looked at each other, lowered their heads and secretly smiled.

Seeing his duplicity, Jiang Dayin shook his head helplessly, and began to eat other meals on the table.

The old man Niu ate a piece of stewed meat, and he still couldn't get enough of it. Looking at the stewed meat plate a foot away from him, he dared not stretch his chopsticks over.

Seeing him like that, Li Shumei raised her eyebrows secretly, and finally put the stewed meat plate in the middle of the table.

The other four people on the table looked at each other and smiled, and tacitly began to move towards the plate of stewed meat.

"Mother, is it delicious!?" Seeing her mother's actions, Jiang Dafu knew that she was no longer angry, so he sat on the stool and looked at Li Shumei with bright eyes.

Li Shumei hummed lightly, after all, she didn't care about his business.

"Mom, I still want to eat two pieces..." Jiang Dafu cheekily looked at the stewed meat on the table and blurted out. After he finished speaking, he regretted it a little.

Li Shumei laughed angrily at him.

"If you want to eat, go get a bowl yourself. You've already eaten. Leave some for us. Eat more and eat less meat."

"Yes, mother, mother is the best, hehe."

Jiang Dafu ran to the kitchen excitedly, added half a bowl of rice, sat on the table, and ate with them. He only picked up two slices of stewed pork, so he didn't eat more, and ate all the other things on the table. vegetable.

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