After the separation, my wardrobe is modern

Lin Erhu let off the whip for a while and then ran back, hissing with the cold all the way.When I entered the room and took off the hat on my head, I could see a puff of white smoke rising from the top of my head.

Lin Xiaoman came over to touch it, and the cotton long johns inside were all wet.

"Hurry up and change your clothes, don't catch a cold."

Lin Erhu beamed brightly, "Sister, didn't you see that this year I let out the most and the loudest small whips, they are all so envious."

Lin Xiaoman glared at him angrily, "You have to cry, you're going to cry with rage."

"Why are you crying?" Lin Erhu was puzzled, "I'm not mad at him, and I even gave him a lot of whips."

Only then did Lin Xiaoman realize that he had been tricked by that brat Lin Goudan, who dared to lie to him that the two tigers didn't share his little whip. He used to look at the foolish kid, but at some point he also grew a belly mind.

Watching Lin Erhu change into dry long-wear and johns, and then take him to the warehouse over there to dry his wet hair.

Although every household in the village burns kangs, the walls are not warm enough, and the moisture coming up from the ground is also heavy. As long as they are not on the kangs, the house is only a dozen degrees warmer, although it is better than the previous years. It's too much, but it's still colder than the warehouse over there.

Especially when the electric heater installed in the warehouse was turned on, it couldn't be too warm.

But in terms of comfort, the building is more comfortable. After heating in winter, the temperature in the house never drops below 25 degrees. It is not a dream to eat popsicles in short sleeves at home in winter.

Lin Xiaoman set up all the stoves at home, and the big iron pots at home were not enough, so clay pots and small pots were used together.

The stone house by the river was also built according to the pattern of a small courtyard in a family. There are two rooms in the main room and two rooms in the east and west rooms. There are six stoves in the six rooms. Except for the room where the siblings live, the rest of the rooms are planted with vegetables. .

At this time, chicken is stewed with mushrooms on one stove, eight-treasure rice is steamed on the other, pork ribs are stewed in braised sauce on the other, elbows and trotters are stewed on the other, sausages are cooked on the other, and sauerkraut is stewed on the other.

Lu Jin stood outside the gate of Lin Xiaoman's house and sniffed fiercely.

Unlike other houses in the village, Lin Xiaoman and Lin Erhu are still in mourning. There are no Spring Festival couplets and lanterns hung in the house, and the black lacquered wooden door is still the same as usual.

But before he entered the hospital, the smell of meat went straight to his nose, which made him unable to hold back a few sniffs.

Qingshu laughed, "Master, why don't you spend the New Year at Miss Xiaoman's house, and then take it to Mr. Xu's house, not to mention the cold on the road and the heat, master, you can't beat Mr. Xu."

Lu Jin glared at Qing Shu, "What kind of nonsense is this? There are only two siblings in Xiaoman's family. Wouldn't it make people spread gossip when I celebrate New Year at her house?"

Qingshu rubbed his nose, and said to himself: Since when did the master care about whether others spread gossip?He didn't talk like that when he was in the capital.

But seeing Lu Jin eagerly waiting for him to knock on the door, Qing Shu put away his stomachache and stepped forward to knock on the door of Lin Xiaoman's house.

Lin Erhu was busy peeling garlic, and ran out when he heard the knock on the door. He lay on the crack of the door and saw that it was Lu Jin's master and servant. He opened the door, "My lord, are you hungry? We have to wait for the New Year's Eve dinner."

Lu Jin hummed lightly, "No rush!"

He wasn't hungry, but he was too embarrassed to say he was hungry.

Originally at Xu Qiuliang's house, the little old man was furious, but who knew that the scent of Lin Xiaoman's house had drifted there, and he was no longer interested in being angry.

Entering the courtyard, seeing the fog wafting from the main room and the east and west wing rooms, it was almost impossible to see the people inside. For a moment, Lu Jin didn't know which room Lin Xiaoman was in.

Fortunately, Lin Xiaoman spoke at this time, "Er Hu, who is here?"

Lin Erhu replied, "Sister, the adults are here. Didn't you say that the sausage is cooked? Cut a plate and try it, I'm hungry."

Following Lin Erhu's words, Lu Jin subconsciously swallowed his saliva. He knew that there was a restaurant in the capital opened by a southern owner. The sausage and sausage were very famous. Lu Jin had eaten it twice and felt that the sweet taste was not bad. .Unexpectedly, Lin Xiaoman could make sausages.

"Well, the sausage is salty, don't eat too much."

Now Lu Jin was not sure if the sausage made by Lin Xiaoman was the same as the sausage he used to eat.

"My lord, it's cold outside, why don't you come into my house and sit on the kang!"

"Yeah!" Lu Jin nodded lightly. It was too cold to walk all the way. He was wearing fox fur and felt cold under his feet, so he wanted to sit on the warm kang for a while.

As soon as he sat down on the edge of the kang, Lin Erhu took out a brass the size of two palms from under the quilt on the top of the kang and stuffed it into Lu Jin's hand, "My lord, is it cold to walk all the way? It's not good to treat you Sit on the top of the kang, and hold this Mrs. Tang in her arms to keep her warm."

"Oh, thank you Erhu!" Lu Jin looked carefully, and saw that it was an object made of brass that could hold water. It was filled with hot water and it would not be cold even if you covered it on the kang. Hold it in your arms There is warmth that spreads through the whole body.

It was actually warmer than the charcoal hand warmer he had used in the capital, but also heavier.

Alas, I don't want to let go of it when I hold it in my arms.

Qing Shu wanted to ask what the lord was holding, but Lin Erhu also stuffed a hand warmer in his arms, "Brother Qing Shu, you also hold one."

Qing Shu received it in his hand and was surprised, "Master, if I get two of these and send them back to Beijing, Mrs. Qing won't be afraid of the cold when she goes out in winter."

Lu Jin's eyes lit up, and she was just about to ask Lin Erhu where she bought Mrs. Tang, but seeing that Lin Erhu had already left the door, she thought to ask him later when he came in.

At this time, Lin Erhu trotted to find Lin Xiaoman, and saw that Lin Xiaoman had just cut up two sausages and put them on a plate, and then put another plate of fried fruit and Shaqima made yesterday.

She winked and said: "Sister, I just heard Brother Qingshu and the county magistrate mention a Mrs. Qing in the capital. Presumably she should be the county magistrate's wife? You said that the county magistrate has wives, why is the third girl from the Xu family still Do you really want to be a concubine for the county magistrate?"

Lin Xiaoman shook his head, "Who would add a surname or first name in front of his wife? That Mrs. Qing should not be the wife of the county magistrate."

"What is that? If I give the county magistrate a Mrs. Tang, they will think of Mrs. Qing, and they are afraid that she will be cold in winter. Presumably she is someone the county magistrate cares about. Even if she is not a wife, she should be a concubine."

When Lin Erhu said this, Lin Xiaoman agreed, "Perhaps, the county magistrate is not too young. It is not surprising to marry a wife and take concubines. Maybe the family already has children."

"Hey, why is a good adult also a scumbag?"

Lin Xiaoman was amused by Lin Erhu's words. Although they often go there and prefer the monogamous system there, it is common for men to marry wives and concubines here, so they are not scumbags, right?
However, it is very good for Erhu to have this awareness. It will not make his future wife sad, and it will also make the house quieter.

Lin Erhu went out with the sausages and snacks that Lin Xiaoman had cut, "My lord, do you try the sausages made by my sister?"

If it tastes good, make more next year and sell it to the little county magistrate. Lin Erhu understands that this little county magistrate can't eat too spicy food, but he doesn't like it too much. Look at the blisters on his mouth. I want to eat spicy food all the time.