Farmhouse blessed wife is charming and beautiful

Chapter 130: Chapter 130

Hearing his blank tone of voice, Shen Qingcheng had no choice but to say: "Although the quilt is old, the cotton is not broken, it's just that the cotton has become lumpy and hard to keep warm after being used for a long time. It was disassembled, and the clumped cotton was loosened with a tool."

Although Jun Wulan had no experience in this area, when Shen Qingcheng said something, he felt that Shen Qingcheng's words made sense.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to the town with a letter of introduction to find a job. How about I stop by and find out about a shop that plays quilts. If possible, we'll renovate a few old quilts at home."

"Brother Jun, do you have to go to town tomorrow? Your injuries."

Shen Qingcheng slowly turned over and lay face to face with Jun Wulan.

"Can't it be a day late?"

"I'm fine. Since Mr. Cai wrote me a letter of introduction, maybe he has already greeted the Mu family. If I don't go tomorrow, Mr. Cai will be dishonored."

The old Cai that Jun Wulan said was the old doctor in Fu'an Medical Center.

The old doctor's full name is Cai Minghua, and he has been friends with Mr. Mu, a wealthy family in Xiliang Town, for many years. This time, Mr. Mu's great-grandson, Mu Jianlan, needs a martial arts enlightenment teacher.

After Jun Wulan said that, Shen Qingcheng had no choice but to stop persuading him, and just looked at him in the dark and reminded: "Morrow, be careful yourself, the wound on your body can't be opened again, otherwise it will be the New Year's Eve. Can't be easy."

Shen Qingcheng thought about it for a while and then babbled: "If you are hired by the Mu family to be that young master's martial arts teacher, when you teach that young master martial arts, you also have to be careful of your injuries. It's in the way, but I, Uncle Liang and Luo'er will be worried."

Jun Wulan's arms around Shen Qingcheng's waist subconsciously tightened.

"I'll be careful."

After replying in Shen Qingcheng's ear, Jun Wulan raised his head and kissed Shen Qingcheng's cheek lightly.

The strange touch on her cheek made Shen Qingcheng froze immediately, her face was so hot that she felt like she was being roasted on the stove.

Jun Wulan is like her at this moment, kissing a woman for the first time, her face is hot, her heart is beating like a galloping horse, and she is worried that Shen Qingcheng will get angry.

"Brother Junjun, you have to go to town tomorrow, so let's take a rest too."

After a long while, Shen Qingcheng's tone was only shy but not angry, Jun Wulan heaved a sigh of relief, and responded with ecstasy in his heart: "Yes."

Early the next morning, just after dawn, Shen Qingcheng vaguely heard rustling sounds beside the bed, she turned over and faced the window and opened her eyes a little.

"Brother Jun, it's just dawn, what are you doing up so early?"

Jun Wulan looked at the bed while dressing.

"Did it make you sleep?"

Shen Qingcheng said: "No."

"I went to town earlier, and I can come back earlier. It's just dawn, and it's cold outside. You can sleep a little longer."

She fell asleep before the hour of Hai last night, Shen Qingcheng couldn't sleep, she simply tucked Jun Yiluo in the quilt, and followed Jun Wulan out of bed to get dressed.

"I can't sleep anymore, Brother Jun, wait a moment, I'll go to the kitchen to make you a bowl of food, and eat the hot bowl so you can walk faster."

Shen Qingcheng opened the door and went out while tying the belt on her clothes.

As soon as the door was opened with a gap, a gust of cold wind with snowflakes came in through the gap, Shen Qingcheng was so cold that she shrank her neck, if she was in the wilderness, she would not be blown down by this gust of wind.

Jun Wulan appeared behind her, with a big hand around her shoulders, supporting her like a wall.

Afraid of the cold wind blowing into the house, the two of them hurriedly closed the door after Jun Yiluo went out, and then entered the kitchen one after the other.

After arriving in the kitchen, Shen Qingcheng couldn't wait to lift the lid of the small iron pot to check the old noodles fermenting in the pot.

After a night of fermentation, the batter in the pottery bowl has shown a honeycomb shape, exuding a sour smell, and the batter in the pottery bowl is much thinner than last night and has doubled in size The bowl overflowed.

Jun Wulan was sitting in front of the stove with the tongs ready to light a fire and smelled the sour smell. He stretched his neck and glanced into the iron pot. He saw that the batter in the pottery bowl was as thin as mud, with the honeycomb.

"Qingcheng, why did this batter turn into such a shape? Can it still be eaten if it's pantothenic?"

The corners of Shen Qingcheng's mouth curved, with an excited expression on her face

Before going to bed last night, she was worried that the old face introduction would not be successful without yeast, but she did not expect it to be so successful.

"Brother Jun, this old noodle primer can't be eaten directly. It is used to wake up new noodles. Isn't the steamed bun we bought at the market yesterday very hard to eat? Add some of this old noodle primer and noodles. Maybe the steamed stuffed buns won’t be so hard. Tonight, I’ll make scallion pancakes for you. If the scallion pancakes taste good, we’ll make some and go to the town to try them next time when we go to the market in Xiliang Town. Sell."

Xiliang Town holds a big market every three days. Shen Qingcheng planned in her heart that as long as she arranges the days to work in Lianjia Restaurant, she can go to the big market ten times a month. The text money is a good income after a month.

The more she thought about it, the more beautiful she felt, and with a smile on her face, she took out the bowl of old noodles from the iron pot and put it in the cupboard to put it away, then made a batter with flour for Jun Wulan to make breakfast.

Put the tea oil into the pot, wash and shred the cabbage, stir-fry in the oil pot to get the aroma, add two scoops of water, and pour the prepared batter into the boiling soup one spoon at a time.

The viscous batter collided with the boiling soup and quickly condensed into lumps of noodles. The evenly sized noodles rolled in the boiling soup and exuded a tempting aroma. After all the batter was finished, Shen Qingcheng tore a few cabbage leaves and put them into the pot. The white and green pot looked like it would whet the appetite.

"Brother Jun, you eat first, I'll go back to the main house to see if Luo'er is awake."

Shen Qingcheng handed a bowl of steaming cabbage gnocchi to Jun Wulan, and Jun Wulan was intoxicated before taking it.

He watched Shen Qingcheng walk out of the kitchen with a happy expression before turning his eyes back, sitting in front of the stove with his head lowered, while scraping gnocchi into his mouth with chopsticks, the corners of his mouth raised in amusement.

Mo Liang walked into the kitchen just in time to see his silly look.

"The success of this early morning is because I consummated the room with Qingcheng last night."

"Cough cough."

Mo Liang's words were astonishing, and Jun Wulan was almost choked by a mouthful of hot gnocchi.

Jun Wulan raised his head and glanced at Mo Liang.

"Uncle Liang, what nonsense are you talking about so early in the morning, Qingcheng just accepted me, don't let Qingcheng hear your words and scare her."

Mo Liang sighed with a bit of hatred.

"Tell me, it doesn't take half a day to attack an enemy city, but why is it so difficult to reach Qingcheng? Is it more difficult to win Qingcheng than to win a city?"

　Uncle Mo: Is Qingcheng harder to win than a city?

　　Jun Xiaolan: That's right, you can't beat or scold, you can only coax and pamper her slowly, isn't it difficult?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)