Pick up a daughter-in-law to farm

Chapter 121 The mood is a bit complicated
Seeing Sang Yue's brows furrowed again, Zhuang Daniu suddenly felt guilty: Is the little daughter-in-law angry?

He started to stutter when he heard this question: "Eat...eat..."

ate?

This man started to learn to lie?

Sang Yue couldn't understand the time in this era. Looking at the sky, she calculated it based on the time she had had lunch. It should be around 01:30 in the afternoon.When he came back from the village, he had to pick up a load on his two feet, and it took at least two hours...

Today, this man left before dawn, willing to spend money on a lot of messy things for her, but he was reluctant to eat a bowl of plain noodles?
Thinking of Sang Yue's heart, something inexplicable flashed across her heart. She didn't know whether she was moved or angry, so she picked up a piece of red date cake and stuffed it into his mouth: "Open your mouth."

Red jujube cake is something that nourishes blood, Zhuang Daniu is reluctant to eat it: "Daughter-in-law, I'm not hungry..."

Before saying this, there was a sound of "gurgling", which directly made Zhuang Daniu blush.

Looking at the little daughter-in-law's swollen face, Zhuang Daniu clasped her big hands into her arms, chewed the red date cake that Sang Yue forcibly stuffed for him with red eyes and opened his mouth, and said after eating a piece: "Daughter-in-law, this Jujube cake is specially made for women to replenish blood, don't give it to me, it's a waste."

Although they had only been together for a few days, Sang Yue found that she knew this man's stubbornness very well, and it was difficult to change what he insisted on.

But just because of this stubbornness, Sang Yue felt a little distressed, although she always remembered what happened the first night when she first came here, and she didn't take a good look at him.

But Sang Yue was not really out of her mind, if it wasn't for this man, she would have died long ago.

Even if she didn't fall in love with this person, Sang Yue knew that she couldn't be unconscionable, and it was one thing to blame him for raping her, but she wouldn't do it to an ungrateful person.

"Then eat another piece, and I'll make you a bowl of noodles right now."

Zhuang Daniu felt that it didn't matter if he didn't eat a meal, not to mention he ate two cakes just now?
But looking at the young daughter-in-law's expression, if he said not to eat, she might jump up.

No one has ever cared about him like this after living for more than [-] years. Although his father was very kind to him when he was a child, the big man was always careless. In addition, the life of the whole family was on his shoulders, and the eldest aunt's family also wanted to take care of him. Help look after.He always goes out before dawn and only enters when it is almost dark. After eating and taking a shower, he doesn't even have the energy to speak. How can he have extra energy to do these trivial things?

But for a while, the daughter-in-law who kept saying she was going to leave cared about him everywhere.

Immediately, Zhuang Daniu clasped his hands tightly on Sangyue's waist, and clasped them firmly into his arms, and immediately the two of them stuck together tightly and said in an irrefutable tone: "I'm going to knead the dough."

Looking at the firmness in Zhuang Daniu's eyes, and looking at the tiredness on his face, he walked back and forth for more than [-] kilometers that day, even if he was a man, he would be tired.

I wanted to say let him sit down first, she doesn't need his help.

The words came to her lips, but Sang Yue swallowed them back, and said, "Go and light the fire."

"Okay." The little daughter-in-law listened to his words, and Zhuang Daniu felt extremely comfortable in her heart, and the tiredness of the day was polished away in a blink of an eye!

As they said that, the two walked to the kitchen, Sang Yue took the bone, and Zhuang Daniu took a large piece of fat.Taking advantage of Sang Yue's space to knead the noodles, he had already started the fire, rinsed the nest and washed the pork.

The noodles are made of dead noodles. Today, when Zhuang Daniu bought white noodles, Sang Yue poured half of the buckwheat and kneaded them together.

Originally, the place where Sangyue lived in her previous life was not in the north. Rice was the main food, and pasta was only used as a supplement.But Sang Yue's grandfather served as a soldier in the north for five years when he was young, and he developed a temperament that loves pasta. Naturally, this pasta has become a must-have staple food for Sang Yue's family.

90. The countryside in the [-]s was not developed at that time, and the noodles here were almost all handmade, and her grandfather was a gang leader when he was in the army, and the kung fu of rolling noodles was even more top-notch.

Today, Sangyue looked at the vegetables at home and then at the meat. She decided to make a bowl of Shaanxi noodles for Zhuang Daniu. Maybe it might not be as authentic as her grandfather's, but she still believed in her trust.

Seeing the little daughter-in-law kneading, rolling, and cutting the noodles, with her slender figure, serious expression, and slightly red and tender face due to hard work, Zhuang Daniu immediately made Zhuang Daniu sit on the side and burn the fire with incomparable sticking in his heart: this It's his woman, a woman who makes noodles for him!

Sang Yue immersed herself in making noodles, Zhuang Daniu just looked at her quietly, without blinking her eyes.

All of a sudden, the kitchen was extremely quiet, only the sound of "beep" when the firewood was burning, the "sizzling" sound of the water in the pot boiling quickly, and the sound of the chopping knife hitting the board...

But at this moment, seeing the little figure earnestly cooking for him, Zhuang Daniu's heart felt like a galloping horse.The more he decided, no matter what method he used, he would keep this little woman by his side for the rest of his life, and he would always treat her well.

The recipe of Shaanxi saozi noodles is actually not complicated. The main thing is that the saozi soup is ready, and this noodle is also delicious.

Sang Yue first put the noodles in the water, then put the minced meat into the pot and stir-fry. The fire should be either high or low, and the meat should be fried in three steps, adding seasonings that can be found at home, and then stewing the soup...

Zhuang Da Niutou ate such delicious noodles for the first time, and after taking a bite, he praised: "Daughter-in-law, this noodles are so delicious!"

After finishing speaking, he rolled up a ball of noodles with chopsticks and blew gently: "Come on, you eat too."

Sang Yue ate late at noon, and she was not hungry at all at this time, seeing that he was looking at her suspiciously, she could only open her mouth.

But after eating, he said: "I won't be able to eat this, you can eat it. If you like it, I will make it for you next time."

The mild sourness of the aged vinegar, the numbing spiciness of the cornel, and the strong aroma of the pork aroused Zhuang Daniu's appetite: "Yeah, this is delicious... Let's eat it a few more times in the future..."

After all, Sang Yue has studied snacks for two years. Although she is not as good as a big kitchen, her skills in baking a pancake, cooking two farm dishes, and making several kinds of noodles are not bad.Seeing Zhuang Daniu eating happily, she felt a faint pride in her heart: It turns out that someone appreciates your craftsmanship, and in ordinary days, you will also experience extraordinary feelings...

Zhuang Daniu was eating noodles, and Sang Yue tidied up the big piece of fat.

This is a veritable fat meat, with only a small layer of lean meat on top, and the rest is oil.

Sangyue knew that it was possible that Zhuang Daniu found out that there was no oil in the oil urn and bought a big piece of fat back. Although there were tea oil and rapeseed oil in this era, vegetable oil was eaten by relying on mountains, and rapeseed oil was based on food. Naturally, things grown in mountainous areas cannot be the mainstream in this era, and the main cooking oil is lard.

Fat meat is expensive, and this piece of fat weighs about ten catties. Sang Yue couldn't bear to waste it, so she boiled it all into lard.

Thinking of the shortage of vegetables at home, Sangyue thought of the bean sprouts made by her grandma, and when she saw that Zhuang Daniu had finished eating, she asked, "Daniu, go to your aunt's or aunt's house to see if there are any soybeans and mung beans." Can be exchanged."

(End of this chapter)