Famous Doctor Woman

Chapter 407 A Flower (1)
Busy and busy, it is time to light the lanterns, and the smell of rice is wafting from every household. The villagers who have worked hard for a year are waiting for the new year to improve. Think about buying two catties of meat to satisfy your hunger.

In the house, the oil lamps had already been lit. Zhang Daya felt that it was not bright enough, and he was not afraid of wasting oil, so he put all the oil lamps in the other two rooms on, which made it look brighter.

The sun was setting, and at dusk, the sky was dark, with a small north wind blowing, and it was eerie and cold.

The four members of the Zhang family and Wan Qi Yuling sat around the table, with fish, meat and vegetables, and a pot of wild pheasant stewed with small mushrooms. This was the most sumptuous meal Mo Yan had eaten in more than a month.

"Dashan, there is a dish in it that was made by your sister, guess what?"

Zhang Bo, as the head of the family, put down the chopsticks first, and the others started.

Aunt Zhang picked up a chicken leg for Mo Yan, and if there was a problem, she would test Wanqi Yuling.

The dishes on the table are all farm dishes, which are not exquisite. Some dishes seem to be cooked unevenly, but for the villagers, they are already at a pretty good level.

Wan Teng Yuling glanced around, feeling a little stumped, mainly because the dishes didn't look very good, so he thought for a moment, and took a piece of cabbage slices with his chopsticks.

There are so many dishes, there are almost a dozen dishes, and Wan Yu Yuling believes that this vinegared cabbage is made by Mo Yan, with chili and sugar added in it, hot and sour, delicious, and greasy.

"Dashan, you still know Xiaoya well!"

Although Aunt Zhang said so, she was thinking in her heart, the little girl looks like a lady from a rich family, she is served by a maidservant by her side, her ten fingers do not touch the spring water, it is not bad to be able to fry a cabbage, it is likely to be like this Only one dish was guessed.

"Brother, your guess is really accurate."

Mo Yan said awkwardly, Nanny Li didn't teach her the smoky work of cooking. It was she who saw that Yushi's mansion was stewing tasteless radish and cabbage all day long, so she volunteered to improve the cooking method.

Father Mo Zhongchen likes it the most, and he can secretly drink two taels of small wine every time he eats, but the ingredients in Yushifu are more, and the back kitchen is used to adding a few pieces of fungus.

"This dish is our father's favorite."

Wan Yu Yuling explained lightly, and Mo Yan almost choked on the chicken leg when he heard the word "our father".

"I've never eaten such a delicious meal."

Huzi grinned, and secretly glanced at Wanqi Yuling.

Wan Teng Yuling was an adult man, and Zhang Bote poured him a glass of sorghum wine. Seeing that the glass hadn't moved, Hu Zi was very envious.

"Let's all have a drink to warm up."

Mo Yan made a jug of fruit wine, and the grocery store only had one made from plums, which was relatively mild and sour for appetizers.

Aunt Zhang poured Mo Yan a glass of plum wine, and everyone's wine glasses collided together.

Life is not so smooth, there are setbacks and ups and downs, everything needs to be looked at.Aunt Zhang thought, last year's New Year's Eve, she made a wish that she could cook a few big dishes this year and reunite with the family.

This year, the wish came true without warning, even though Da Ya and Li went back to their natal family, it was better than suffering outside.

Uncle Zhang thought the same way, it was such a coincidence that he saved the two siblings and formed a good relationship.

The small village is in a valley with little arable land, and everyone in the village has their own crafts. Uncle Zhang’s family relies on hunting for money. There is a vegetable garden in the backyard, where they can grow some high-yield sweet potatoes and potatoes, and vegetables in summer, so they are self-sufficient.

Mo Yan had experience in Grandpa Yingchuan's house, and quickly adapted to farm life, while Wanqi Yuling fought at the border, which was worse than the environment in the village, but now lives comfortably.

Everyone chatted and laughed, and it took an hour to eat a meal. When the dishes were cleaned up, it was already dark outside the window.

The peaceful small village is covered with white snow, surrounded by majestic mountains, smoke from every household, and after the New Year's Eve dinner, there is a meal of dumplings.

Red lanterns were hung in front of several houses, reflecting the warm color of the white snow on the ground.

Mo Yan carried the red lantern from Aunt Zhang's house and led Wanqi Yuling to walk in the snow.Under the light, the shadows of the two gradually merged together, their lips and teeth meeting.

At this time last year, a marriage was given at the palace banquet, and the two officially became famous.

In a flash, a year passed in a flash, and Mo Yan's head rested on Wan Qi Yuling's chest. She hoped that she could walk hand in hand with him for the rest of her life.

"Yu Ling, let's build a snowman together. Look, use this red pepper as a nose!"

Mo Yan took out a shriveled red pepper from her pocket. When she was frying cabbage, Mrs. Zhang said that the pepper was not very good.

"it is good."

Wan Teng Yuling shook her head helplessly. The climate in Kyoto is relatively warmer, and the snowmen she made in a few days changed beyond recognition.Seeing his fiancée's eyes sparkling and eager to try, he could only nod in agreement.

It's not like building a snowman, it's not difficult, even if she wants the stars in the sky, he will pick them in order not to disappoint her.

The two worked together, and soon, a cute snowman appeared. Mo Yan nestled in Wanqi Yuling's arms, stared at the snowman, and couldn't bear to walk away.

"Brother Dashan, sister, let's set off firecrackers!"

Huzi ran out the door with a firecracker in one hand and a stick of incense in the other. The two people who were hugging each other just now separated in an instant.

"There are very few people in our village who can afford firecrackers. I always go outside to pick up what they left."

Huzi always felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he explained.Mo Yan took the firecracker and separated it along the wires above.

"Clap clap clap..."

After a few noises, Huzi cheered happily in the snow. The village boy is so contented that he can enjoy himself for days with just hanging firecrackers.

The villagers heard the movement and went out one after another.

At this time, I had just had the New Year’s Eve dinner, and I happened to go out to digest food, especially the little ones, who heard someone setting off firecrackers and ran away was a joy.

The red lantern gave off a warm glow, and the villagers, regardless of men, women, or children, had smiles in their eyes. Mo Yan was suddenly moved by these ordinary people, and he felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

(End of this chapter)