Rebirth Era's Petite Wife

Chapter 169 166 Hammer Cake Tea (Xuanyuan Yuzhen and Shibi+)

Zhu Siya was punched by Han Sigui several times on the face and body. The injuries on the body were invisible, but his face was bruised and bleeding, and Han Sigui was also punched several times. It is not clear how the injuries were, but his face was Refreshing and refreshing.

Han Sigui's hands were twisted backwards by Zhu Siya, his little black face flushed with shame, and he yelled in disbelief: "How can you fight so desperately? We are practicing kung fu, not fighting desperately, you understand?"

Han Sigui used to fight with her cousins ​​in the village only on point, and she had no experience in fighting with outsiders. How could she have imagined that she would run into a barbarian like Zhu Siya who didn't follow the routine? Like a dog, he would stare at her even if he was injured!

How can there be such a style of play!

Zhu Siya said coldly: "What the hell, I never compete. If I want to fight, I will fight with my life!"

If you don't fight desperately, you still get a fart!
Waste of food!

Han Sigui said angrily: "Are you mentally ill? I'm not your enemy, so what are you doing?"

Zhu Siya shook her fist at her, and smiled ferociously: "You have a brain problem. You said that Jiaojiao is my enemy. If you talk about Jiaojiao again in the future, I will beat you. Next time I will beat you." Slap your face until your mother can't recognize it!"

Shen Jiao was so moved by Zhu Siya's words that she hurriedly got up and walked over to persuade the two of them to leave, and said to Han Sigui: "Miss Han, hurry up and eat, the food is cold!"

Han Sigui snorted at her, walked back to his seat with his head held high, and couldn't help breathing in the air-conditioning. This damned Zhu Siya was too insidious, and he only picked her to beat her. Oh, it hurt her to death!

The appearance of Zhu Siya's side was even worse, she went back to eat with a pig's head on her head, she picked up a pair of chopsticks and put the rice eel in her mouth, but Shen Jiao stopped her.

"Sister Siya, you have wounds on your body, scars will be left after eating chili peppers, drink soup like me!"

As she spoke, she served Zhu Siya a bowl of mushroom soup. Zhu Siya didn't care at all whether she would leave scars or not, but she obeyed Shen Jiao's words, so she had to drink the soup obediently, looking at the table full of Good food but can't eat a bite.

It was this black girl who made her unable to eat meat. Zhu Siya glared at Han Sigui bitterly.

Han Sigui was also carrying a piece of bacon to eat, but after hearing Shen Jiao's words, his heart moved, he put down the bacon by mistake, and reached out to scoop up the mushroom soup. He met Zhu Siya's angry eyes, and stared at him not to be outdone. go back.

Qi Huarong didn't expect that the girl who looked at Shen Jiao with a gloomy look was actually a kung fu master, and she was also very loyal to Shen Jiao, obedient to orders.

Her heart was bubbling with sourness, one by one, she regarded Shen Jiao as a treasure, why should Shen Jiao be?

Is it just because of her good looks?
But Qi Huarong is no worse than Shen Jiao. Most importantly, she thinks she is a hundred times better than Shen Jiao in every aspect. Although she has only been in Xinquan Village for half a year, who in the village doesn't praise her?

There were even many people who came to propose marriage, but how could she be willing?

If Qi Huarong wants to marry, she must marry a good man like Han Qixiu. He comes from a high family, is handsome and tall, and has extraordinary abilities. This kind of man is her Qi Huarong's home. How can a man who farms in the mountains be worthy of her? Qi Huarong ?
That's why she restrains her squeamishness, releases her tenderness, and shows off her ability, just to let everyone see her excellence, and to make everyone think that she is the only woman in the world worthy of Han Qixiu.

Now that she has done all of this, the villagers in Xinquan Village have a very good impression of her, and they praise her. These words of praise for her will slowly reach the ears of Old General Han. Hua Rong is the prime candidate for grandson's wife.

Thinking of this, Qi Huarong's mood improved a lot. For a family like the Han family, marriage must be a big deal. As long as the old general Han orders her, I believe Han Qixiu will not dare to resist, right?
What's the use of you, Shen Jiao, acting like a baby again?
What Old General Han dislikes the most is this kind of delicate woman. The old man once said that he does not expect women to make achievements like men, but he must also be a good helper in the family, take care of the rear, so that men can go outside with peace of mind This is the way for a daughter-in-law of the Han family to be a wife and mother.

It's strange that Old General Han is used to Shen Jiao who has such a delicate nature that Han Qixiu would serve every dish she eats!

The more Qi Huarong thinks about it, the more he feels at ease, and he is extremely contemptuous of the panic he showed before, so let Shen Jiao toss about it, the more joyful the toss is, the better it is, now what is the use of Shen Jiao coaxing Han Qixiu to be more obedient?

The last laugh is the winner!

Qi Huarong, who thought he was in control of everything, quickly regained his composure, with a peaceful smile on his face, and took the initiative to start a conversation with Shen Jiao: "Sister Shen is the real person, as her name suggests, look at this delicate person, the family is afraid Was it held in the palm of your hand?"

Shen Jiao frowned slightly, this Qi Huarong sounds nice, but why is it so unpleasant?

I always feel that she is talking ironically!

Shen Jiao, who has experienced a big change, has already cultivated her temperament a lot. If she changed to the temper of the eldest lady in her previous life, she would immediately ignore anyone who displeased her. Who cares about you!

She also replied with a slight smile: "Miss Qi was joking. Although my grandfather loves me like a jewel, he is very strict with me."

Qi Huarong still wanted to talk to her, but Shen Jiao lowered her head and ate the soup herself, giving her the back of the head.

Han Sigui snorted again, and said something in the local dialect: "Grandpa is just grandpa, and the grandfather of the family? Show off how much you read!"

Shen Jiao couldn't understand the local dialect, Han Qixiu's face sank when he heard it, he looked at Han Sigui coldly, and said in the local dialect: "Jiao Jiao is my friend, if you dare to disrespect her, see how I deal with it." you!"

Han Sigui was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head and didn't even dare to fart, but he complained even more towards Shen Jiao in his heart!

The atmosphere of the dinner was very good. Shen Jiaxing traveled all over the world, and he was articulate and knowledgeable. He talked with Han Qiguang and the others about his experiences in the rivers and lakes. Everyone listened with gusto. They were all drunk, and their eyes were blurred.

The old lady Han laughed and cursed a few words, and asked Gao to make hammer cake tea to soothe the guests. The hammer cake is a kind of candied dessert unique to N province. It is soaked in sugar or honey for several days and then dried. The taste is sour and sweet. Local people like to use hammer cakes to make tea. It is said that it can relieve hangover and cough.

Of course, at this time, making tea with hammer cakes is a treat only for distinguished guests!

Han Qiguang's family seemed very rich, because Mrs. Gao cooked a pot full of hammer cake tea, not only poured it for the adults who drank Gao, but even children like Shen Jiao also had a cup.

　I’m not sure if the hammer cake is written like this. I wrote it according to the pronunciation. Lao Yang’s mouth is always drooling when I write it here. I miss the hammer cake I ate when I was a child. It’s sour and sweet. Candied fruit is much better now.

　　When I was young, I had to go to school through an alley. There was a workshop for making hammer cakes. Many women took a knife to poke the tangerines, and the sour water flowed from them. Alas, my saliva is also running down here. Oh, the sourness of stinky mandarin oranges is so sour that I dare not even think about it!
　　
　
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