On the day of the divorce, he was carried home by the rough man's son-in-law

Chapter 21 A man who can protect his family is really good!
Lu Weiguo's brows furrowed all of a sudden, and he frowned with displeasure on his face: "What's the matter? Why didn't you mention it before? I also sold his old lady for a yin marriage, what a bitch! "

Seeing Lu Fuer's frowning and surprised expression, she didn't even have time to retract her mouth.

Zhou Yulan squeezed her wrist, and whispered: "This is called a tiger mother without dogs, your grandma can't compare to your father's mouth."

Gu Chuxiao also heard Zhou Yulan's words, and nodded quietly to show her agreement.

When he was a child, he was bullied by the older children in the village. After being seen by Lu Weiguo passing by, he dragged the child and scolded him for a long time. At that time, he was frightened by Lu Weiguo's fighting power.

Thinking about it carefully, Lu Weiguo's behavior is quite good.

Lu Fuer also felt that there was nothing wrong with this personality, a man who could protect himself and his family was good no matter what form he took.

After delivering the water, Gu Chuxiao followed Lu Fuer home.

Arguing with Wang Shuang'e was a bit of a waste of time, and it was already past eleven o'clock when she returned.

She hurried to wash her hands and knead the noodles. After kneading the noodles into balls, she pulled them into strips and smeared them with rapeseed oil. She turned the lid of the pot upside down to cover the noodles. Although she didn't know the reason, since childhood, That's how her mother made stick noodles.

The process is correct.

Before the brothers went to serve in the army, they all separated and applied for three new villages in the village, just around the Lu family and behind the house.

Lu Weiguo simply surrounded these Zhuangzi with walls, and did not build a house inside.

It's a pity that these lands are deserted, so Lu Weiguo and Zhou Yulan started growing vegetables at home.

Loofahs, cucumbers, cowpeas, and red and white radishes are afraid of being scolded by others, so they secretly planted a lot of sweet potatoes, Jerusalem artichokes, and ginger in them.

With a fence to block it, it is not so obvious.

However, garlic sprouts, green onions, leeks and garlic, which are indispensable to rural families, grow very gratifyingly.

There is a large piece of green and oily, and it is impossible to finish eating one crop after another.

Lu Fuer took a small scythe and stood in the field, a little at a loss as to what to choose.

After a handful of leeks, I picked some cucumbers and cowpeas, and hurried to wash them.

Gu Chuxiao, who was beating the bedding with a feather duster and wanted to wipe off the dust, saw her busy appearance, and hurriedly put down what she was doing to help: "Let me wash the vegetables."

"it is good."

Lu Fuer went to pick some sweet potato seedlings and prepared to cook them with the noodles.

Gu Chuxiao was washing the vegetables and lighting the fire at the same time, doing two jobs in an orderly manner.

After poking the dough, it feels almost soft and has good ductility.

Lu Fuer put on her apron, sprinkled some dry flour on the chopping board, and started rolling out the noodles.

The method of making stick noodles is somewhat similar to pulling noodles. Anyway, it has to be pulled and beaten. Her dough is a bit soft and almost impossible to shape.

After a lot of turmoil, the noodles were finally cooked.

Fearing that the noodles would stick together, she went down with chopsticks to stir the noodles.

I miscalculated the length of the chopsticks, and my hands were burned red by the steam——

"hiss--"

In pain, she quickly took a step back, and Gu Chuxiao hurriedly pulled her to the side of the basin, and put her red-hot hands into the cold water: "Does it hurt? Ice your hands first, and I'll cook the rice. "

Lu Fuer nodded, and stood stiffly in place.

She bit her lips in embarrassment. She has been here for several days, and her family has always taken care of her.

How come you can't even cook a noodle?
Obviously, I still know how to cook.

While cooking the noodles, Gu Chuxiao noticed her sad mood, stretched out his arms and patted her on the back hard: "It's okay, just stir it with Zaoli (Guanzhong dialect: colander) next time."

"Uh-huh."

She took the initiative to adjust her mood, and waited until her hands were not so painful, she took out her hands to clean up the table.

Zhou Yulan entered the door first, and seeing the two people in the kitchen in harmony, she was very happy: "It smells so good? What are you eating today!"

"Mom, wash your hands quickly, the noodles will be ready soon."

Lu Fu'er poured some oil into a long-handled ladle and stuffed it into the stove to heat it up.

This method is learned when I was a child watching my grandparents cook in my hometown. It is simple and quick, and there is no need to start a new pot.

Lu Weiguo dusted off the dirt on his body at the door, and then walked into the courtyard.

When I stood at the door, I could smell the fragrance, and the greedy worms in my stomach were immediately seduced.

He walked into the kitchen quickly and saw Lu Fuer pouring hot oil into a bowl: "Oil-splashed noodles! No wonder it smells so good!"

"Fubao's craftsmanship is really getting better and better."

Zhou Yulan looked at the face in Lu Fuer's hands with full expectation, and praised her without hesitation: "It really deserves to be our little padded jacket, it looks good for everything!"

"That's right, Fubao is now our Lu family's royal chef!"

Lu Weiguo quickly followed suit, saying that his daughter really liked her more and more.

What a cheap and caring brat!
Thinking of this, he gave Gu Chuxiao a few sharp glances.

A powerful tenor voice suddenly came from the door: "Can I add a pair of chopsticks, Chef, I'm hungry and want to eat."

"uncle?"

Lu Fuer hurriedly stuffed a few corn cobs into the fire, and then scooped up [-] noodle soup and put it on the table to dry: "Of course, it's a good thing I kneaded too much dough today, otherwise uncle would have to eat buns in noodle soup."

Zhou Yuyong picked up a bowl of noodle soup with a smile, blew it and drank it: "I'm so thirsty, I just went to Zhang Tiehu's house for a run."

The noodle soup was a bit hot, and he sipped it with difficulty, Zhou Yulan quickly poured him a glass of water: "Brother, why don't you drink water? The noodle soup is so hot that you have to drink it."

"The noodle soup has a taste, but the water has no taste at all."

Zhou Yuyong has a strong taste and doesn't like drinking water. He usually likes to pour the warm noodle soup into his mouth.

But the hot noodle soup really couldn't quench his thirst, so he still picked up the enamel jar to drink water: "I heard about Zhang Tiehu from the people on the second team, and I rushed over to take a look after I got off the ground."

"I really didn't expect that you, Gu Chuxiao, are so ruthless?"

He leaned against the door frame, squinting: "If I knew you could go crazy like this, I would specifically prevent my niece from marrying you."

"what?"

Lu's father, Lu's mother and Lu Fu'er looked at Zhou Yuyong in unison, their mouths grew wide.

Gu Chuxiao scratched her head in embarrassment, blushed and lowered her head to help Lu Fuer get down.

Stared at by the eyes of the three people, Zhou Yuyong cleared his throat, and spoke slowly but mysteriously. In order to create an atmosphere, he deliberately lowered his voice: "Zhang Tiehu had already woken up when I went, hiding in the I dare not see anyone under the quilt, so I will let him come out."

"A few casual words of comfort, but I was talking too much, and asked him why he was so afraid of Gu Chuxiao."

When it came to the key point, he deliberately paused: "Guess the reason? Whoever guessed it I rewarded him with one dollar."

(End of this chapter)