A beautiful little life in a farmhouse

Chapter 23 Every Family Has Its Pain: Crispy Duck with Hemp Seed

Originally, Mu Wanniang wanted Shitou to personally thank her savior, but she didn't want to not even be able to enter the door with the chicken and duck specially brought as a thank you gift, so Yao Wangcai closed the door directly after saying that sentence.

But this thank you gift cannot be denied.

"Shitou," Mu Wanniang told him to bow to the wooden door, "I can't thank him personally this time, if Shitou meets him in the future, remember that you owe him your life, you know?"

Mu Wanniang nodded on his heart, signaling for him to remember this person.

Shitou bowed to the wooden door very obediently, and thanked him very politely, "Thank you brother for saving me from the river."

Mu Wanniang left a chicken hanging on the wooden door, and said loudly towards the inside: "Anyway, you are the benefactor of my stone, I put the things on the door, if someone takes it away, it's not me It's gone."

After speaking, she took the stone and prepared to go back to the village.

After a long time, the person behind the door listened carefully to the movement outside the door, opened the door on one side, looked at the chicken hanging on the door, his eyes sank slightly, and finally took it in.

It was two hours after Mrs. Yao came back from the county seat. As soon as she entered the door, she asked about the taste of the chicken soup in the house.

She glared at Yao Wangcai who was washing dishes in front of the stove, "Where did you get the chicken?"

Yao Wangcai didn't say anything, and said directly: "I left a bowl for you and put it in the cupboard."

Lady Yao opened the cupboard and saw that there was only a small bowl of chicken soup and chicken. She threw it on the ground angrily, the porcelain bowl broke, and the chicken soup and meat scattered all over the floor.

"You ate one by yourself?!" Such a rich chicken soup in the house can't be made from just one bowl.

The veins between Yao Wangcai's brows were bulging, and he tried his best to hold back his temper that was about to explode.

"Send it away."

He asked the aunt next door to roast the chicken, and he only ate one bowl, and left another bowl for his mother, leaving the rest to his aunt, who gave him money, but he would not say anything.

Lady Yao greeted him, "If you don't know how to keep it for your mother, you know how to give it away!!!"

Yao Wangcai threw the kitchen knife into the pot, and with a loud noise, Mrs. Yao was so frightened that she stopped. Yao Wangcai silently turned over the back basket full of fabrics bought by Mrs. Yao from the county at the door of the kitchen, and put a basket of cloth All the fabrics were poured on the ground, and he went out to collect firewood with a basket on his back.

Only Lady Yao's screams and curses remained.

Yao Wangcai was going to get firewood, but this time he took a detour to the foot of the mountain, passed by the brick house and stayed for a while, until he heard the barking of dogs getting closer, turned around and left.

In the room, Mu Wanniang, who heard Xiaobai and Xiaohei yelling at the closed door, washed her hands, came over to open the door and looked out, but she didn't see anyone, probably a passerby, and she didn't pay much attention.

Yao Wangcai who was standing behind the grove looked at that pretty face and slowly clenched his fists.
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During dinner, the Mu family asked Mu Shuangshuang to give the ten taels of silver. At that time, Mu Wanniang was cooking crispy duck with hemp seeds in the pot.

"What's the smell in your room? It smells pretty good." She was about to go into the room to have a look, but Mu Wanniang called Xiaoheixiaobai to come over and stop him.

She looked at the ten taels of silver in the bag, and looked at her with a half-smile: "Auntie, since the family is separated, don't worry about what my family eats."

Mu Shuangshuang is the daughter of the Mu Liu family who was born in his later years. She is one year older than Mu Wanniang, but she is a generation older. What she dislikes the most is hearing the youngest in the room call her aunt.

Mu Wanniang doesn't care about these, as long as it makes her feel uncomfortable, she is willing to call.

"Auntie, go back quickly. If you lose a piece of meat at my house, then I have to tell the village chief what you plan to take from me."

Ever since they knew that the meat on the legs of Lame Liu had been bitten off by the two puppies raised by Mu Wan's mother's family, people who were not familiar with him in the village would not dare to go this way, let alone approach this house.

Mu Shuangshuang was also afraid, but she stiffened her neck, "You think I'm rare?!" As she spoke, she looked at the dog who was grinning at her with some embarrassment, and ran away quickly.

Mu Wanniang didn't bother to pay attention to her, and was about to close the door and go in, when Widow Shen suddenly came over from the side.

"Wan Niang."

"Auntie." Mu Wanniang opened the door to let her in, and saw the little padded coat she was holding, which should be the one she made for Sanwa.

Widow Shen didn't allow her to stay for dinner, she said shyly: "Auntie is still cooking meat at home, we will eat together when Xiaocui comes back later, you can see if the third baby's clothes are suitable, if you think there is something wrong, You point it out, and Auntie will change it when she goes back."

The clothes made by Mu Wanniang are good enough, but the patterns are not simple.

"Auntie, you did a good job." She gave her the wages, and brought her some more cloth and cotton than before, "Auntie, I have to ask you to make one for the stone."

Widow Shen was counting the extra wages of more than ten yuan, and declined: "Wanniang, I will definitely make Shitou's clothes for you, but you took too much money." She said that she would return it to her.

Mu Wanniang hurriedly pushed back, "Auntie, you must have put a lot of thought into making these clothes well, and these are considered hard-earned money. Don't delay with Wanniang, I will still find you if I make clothes in the future."

Now that she said so, Widow Shen didn't delay anymore, she took the fabric and cotton and went back.

She looked at the cotton locked in the box by herself, raised her sleeve and wiped the tears off her face.

Shen Xiaocui came back outside and called her mother.

"Xiao Cui is back." Widow Shen walked out with a smile, and asked her, "Are you hungry? Why have you been out for so long?"

Shen Xiaocui felt a little uncomfortable when she heard the words, "I didn't go to find Shuangshuang, but she wasn't there, and her mother was there and made a fuss, so I went to talk to Yihong for a while. I'll come back soon."

Widow Shen's face darkened immediately. She brought out the steamed chicken, sprinkled seasoning on it, and asked her daughter cautiously, "Xiao Cui, how old is this pillar this year?"

Shen Xiaocui was dissatisfied, "Mother, his name is Mu Yihong, don't always call him Zhuzhuzi, how ugly! Also, he is going to be a scholar in the future, so you should pay more attention to him, don't just know how to make clothes all day long." !"

"Okay, okay, Yihong, my mother will call him Yihong from now on." She smiled and brought her the chicken, and then went to bring the pickles and porridge from the stove. She sat in front of the pickles and discussed things with Xiaocui , "Xiaocui, mother will tell you something."

Shen Xiaocui only eats chicken, "What's the matter?"

"An aunt said that she made a good match for you, and my mother also thought it was good, you..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shen Xiaocui directly knocked over the plate of pickles.

"Mom! I told you that I will only marry Yihong in the future, what do you say to me, you?!"

She didn't even want to look at her mother, and went to her room with the chicken in her hand, "I want to marry you."

Widow Shen lowered her head and sighed, picking up the pickles left on the table to eat with the porridge.

(End of this chapter)