I farmed and built a villa in ancient times

Chapter 23
Li Xiuju sat next to the clean disk dustpan with fillings on hand.She broke the mugwort dough into pieces only half the size of her fist, inserted her thumb into the middle, and held the base with her index finger. She slowly kneaded it into a thin crust, put in two spoons of filling, then closed the dough and kneaded it. Into ball shape.

Zhou Chenyu squatted beside him and was really curious. He stretched out his hand to take a small piece and quickly made one according to the steps Li Xiuju had just done. "Old lady, how about this?"

Li Xiuju observed it for a moment and said with a smile: "It's very beautifully wrapped."

Baoyu thought it was fun and came over to join in the fun, but the wrapping was not as good as expected. Either the skin was too thick and the fillings were insufficient, or the skin was too thin and the fillings were exposed.

He only packed a few, but Li Xiuju refused to let him do anything and even begged for a good beating.

After the mother and daughter wrapped the glutinous rice cakes and filled the dustpan, Li Xiuju carried the dustpan to the kitchen, carefully slid the glutinous rice cakes along the edge of the pot into the water, and simmered them over low heat for a while until the water boiled into a slightly sticky green color.

Zhou Chenyu was staying in the main room and could already smell the fragrance of mugwort.

Li Xiuju took out the cooked mugwort cakes and put them in another dustpan to cool. Then she spread oil on each piece one by one to prevent them from sticking to her hands. "Here, the glutinous rice cakes are cooked. You can try them while they are hot."

Zhou Chenyu quickly kneaded the last glutinous rice cake, washed off the flour between his fingers, went into the kitchen and took a moxa glutinous rice cake, picked one while it was hot and tasted the taste.

The moxa glutinous rice cake that has just come out of the pot has a bit of warmth when you eat it in your mouth. The moxa glutinous rice cake is sticky and elastic. If you chew it carefully, you can eat some refreshing moxa grass shreds.

The boiled candied peanut filling turned into sugar juice. Once the glutinous rice cake was bitten, the sugar juice filled with crushed peanuts overflowed from the moxa glutinous rice cake. The sugar juice turned into juice was sweeter than the crushed sugar, but with the crushed peanuts Peanuts are in it, and coupled with the aromatic moxa glutinous rice cake, it seems to have just the right taste.

"Is it tasty?"

Li Xiuju did not eat, but opened her eyes and looked at Zhou Chenyu and Zhou Baoyu expectantly.

Zhou Chenyu nodded without answering. After finishing the one in his hand, he took another one from the dustpan. This was the best answer.

Zhou Baoyu stuffed the last big mouthful of glutinous rice cake into his mouth, puffed out his mouth and replied vaguely: "Mom, it's delicious."

"Slow down, no one will fight with you, there is still more in the pot." Li Xiuju wiped off the stains on Baoyu's face, looked at the dustpan full of moxa glutinosa, her eyes were sad, and she was a little surprised: "Your father used to like it the most. It’s a mouthful, but unfortunately he didn’t get to eat it until he left. Let’s go see him tomorrow and bring him some.”

Zhou Wenbin was buried on the back of the hill behind Zhoujia Village. On the morning of Qingming Festival, Li Xiuju brought prepared moxa glutinous rice cakes, a pot of wine, and some paper money and candles to his tomb.

It can be seen that the tomb has just been erected, the tombstone is still new, and there are only a few weeds growing around it.

Zhou Chenyu and Baoyu pulled out the grass, and Li Xiuju placed the basket of mugwort in front of the tombstone, lit three sticks of incense, and burned paper money while mourning: "My child and I are living a good life now, and you are also doing well over there." You have to take good care of yourself, you know?”

Li Xiuju didn't know whether she was deeply in love or was smoked by the fireworks and shed a few tears.

Baoyu was worried that his father would be short of money, so he burned paper money desperately, "Dad, don't worry, I have grown up. I will definitely remember your last words and protect your mother and sister."

Zhou Baoyu and Li Xiuju both cried while talking.

Leaving Zhou Chenyu standing there with a confused look on her face, she thought for a long time, lit a stick of incense, and said in her mind:
Mr. Zhou, although I am not your biological daughter, I still occupy the identity of your daughter.No matter what happens in the future, I will advance and retreat with them, eating porridge when they have it, and eating meat when they have it.If you, the old man, are alive in heaven, please bless us with health and safety.If you can make a fortune, so much the better.

As soon as she finished reciting, a gust of spring breeze blew over her cheek, like a palm caressing her face.

Zhou Chenyu instantly got goosebumps all over his body. He didn't dare to make any more mistakes, and solemnly bowed several times to Zhou Wenbin's grave.

After cleaning Zhou Wenbin's grave, they quickly returned to the village and followed the whole village to clean the graves of the ancestors of Zhoujia Village.After cleaning the cemetery, it was almost dusk.

They set up two big pots on the grass next to the village ancestral hall in a lively manner. The men were in charge of the spoons, and the women were washing and serving the dishes. The elderly people were sitting around the table, and the children were chasing each other. The smoke of home-cooked food was... The whole place was very lively with the laughter and laughter of the children.

Zhou Chenyu originally didn't like this kind of big pot rice, but he saw that the crispy little suckling pig that was served was taken down and was about to be divided into dozens of plates and brought to the table.

The roasted suckling pig is cut open with a knife. The skin is crispy and the meat is tender and shiny. When you bite into it, it will definitely taste crispy and fragrant.

Zhou Chenyu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he sat down at the table obediently, waiting for the crispy little suckling pig he had been craving for.

However, the crispy suckling pig hadn't arrived yet, and Chen Cuiping arrived first.

Chen Cuiping dragged her baby grandson here and was wondering where to sit when she saw Zhou Chenyu sitting behind the table and followed him like a follower.

If the enemy does not attack me, I will not attack anyone.

Zhou Chenyu pretended not to see her and sat down peacefully, waiting for her delicious meal.

When the old lady with gray hair who was being supported saw the child, she couldn't help pinching the child's chubby cheeks and sat down together. "This kid will eat well and he will grow taller and taller in the future."

"He has the blessing from you, the old birthday boy, and he will grow up quickly in the future." Chen Cuiping smiled and looked at Zhou Chenyu: "You girl was so dumbfounded, why didn't you call Granny Lin when you saw her? She I hugged you when I was little."

Zhou Chen's fish dish stopped on his lips, what a familiar opening remark.

Looking at the people at this table, there are old matchmakers who like to arrange marriages, elderly women who gossip, and Chen Cuiping who is waiting to find trouble. She is the only one who is a young and beautiful girl waiting to be married.

With the wolf-like eyes of these women, Zhou Chenyu had a premonition that he was about to become their target.

She searched everywhere for traces of Baoyu. The boy was getting into a ball with those young boys, and her sister was no longer in his eyes.

Li Xiuju was helping at the cooking place and didn't care about her, but with Li Xiuju's temperament, she couldn't talk to her when she came.

It seemed that she could only fight alone.

Zhou Chenyu put down his chopsticks and smiled at the old woman, "Hello, mother-in-law."

Granny Lin was old and had bad eyesight. She squinted and asked, "Who is speaking here?"

Chen Cuiping was afraid that others wouldn't hear, so she responded loudly: "Mother-in-law, this is my eldest brother's daughter, Chen Yu."

"Oh, it's Chen Yu." The old lady counted her fingers, "So this year I should be twenty, haven't you gotten married yet?"

These words played into Chen Cuiping's heart. She pretended to be regretful: "Isn't that right? She has become an old girl."

(End of this chapter)