Her Farming Life With A Bandit

For Zhang mandun's practice, Lin Baozhu was really surprised. No matter what, they are just nominal couple now, and outsiders always say that she is the daughter-in-law who sold her back. Is it hard for Zhang mantan to not mind at all?

She carefully looked at Zhang man Dun's expression, and saw that he didn't seem to be faking. He looked upright and determined. She couldn't help feeling that he was a evil star, but he didn't know he was an upright man. With today's incident, she has a better impression of him. She is not stupid and filial, not a good person, and knows that she has a business relationship with her daughter-in-law. It's really rare for her not to hold the airs of a smelly man.

You know, when she just accepted crossing the reality, she was psychologically prepared. If she met a man who was arbitrary, she had no choice but to accept it temporarily. As long as you don't bully her, just be his big man. But I don't want to give her a surprise after just one night.

This is a ferocious man, now I'm sorry to pursed my mouth, looking at the copper plate on the table, with some embarrassment and irritability in my eyes, how to see, how to feel funny.

Of course, Lin Baozhu really laughed. She put the copper into the faded purse, and then put it into Zhang mantan's arms. "Take it. How can a man have no money outside. You don't have to be embarrassed or embarrassed. In the future, as long as you are good and don't play fierce fighting with me, I will manage this home for you steadfastly, and the prospect will never be worse than now. "

Zhang man Dun was relieved to see that Lin Baozhu didn't despise himself, and his words were full of laughter. He pulled the corner of his mouth to answer the question. Thinking of half a piece of land repaired at home, he said, "you rest first, I'll go to the back mountain to have a look at the land."

To live a stable life in the village, it's always impossible to have no land or property at home, so he began to reclaim wasteland in the back mountain early. As a matter of fact, many people in the village have their own small plots, just to save trouble and avoid being arched by wild animals. Therefore, they usually open fields in front of the mountains. Especially in the village, there are a lot of ghosts and ghosts in the back mountain. Those ghosts and evil things are turned to pick people to breathe. At the beginning, many men went into the mountain without any news, and even no bones were found. Just look for it like this, this back mountain... Ordinary people are unwilling and dare not go.

But Zhang man Dun is a man who has no taboo. As long as he can live, he is not afraid of evil spirits.

When he was about to go out, Zhang mantan worried that someone would come to find fault again. He twisted his eyebrows and thought about it. Then he went to the kitchen and took his own mace to fight wild boars.

"If anyone dares to look for bad luck, you just call it. It's good or bad. Wait for me to come back and then Haosheng says." The rough man didn't blink his eyes. Seeing Lin Baozhu's surprised look, he said, "don't be afraid. If other people don't provoke me, I won't beat people."

"Ah Lin Baozhu looked at the man who kept his voice down as much as possible, and burst out laughing. The man was really interesting. I don't know what he looked like. He thought it was 300 taels of silver here“ Don't worry. I'll give it back to anyone who dares to bully me. "

Originally serious account, but because of Lin Baozhu's effort to drag which is full of iron nails mace and appears funny. Of course, I didn't see Zhang mandun who left in a hurry. Otherwise, I don't know if he will make any jokes again.

A person on the Kang is also boring, plus yesterday on the two drugs, the doctor came to push the bruise, now she felt much better. He simply ordered himself to get off the Kang, and then looked at the house back and forth.

The yard is not big, but it has all kinds of internal organs. The kitchen and the small shed for storing farm tools and sundries are also neat. Even though Xu Shicai has lived for a long time, there are few people around him, so he seems a little lonely.

When Lin Baozhu saw that there was a small room in the southwest corner, which was built with loess and wheat straw and had no roof, he thought that it was a place to store things? But I didn't want to smell a smell as soon as I got close to it. Then I found that it was the thatched cottage. I immediately took two steps back with my nose in my hand. It's a pity that there is no one at home. Otherwise, when she looks into the hut with her head full of interest, she may not know how to laugh.

Next to the edge of the cottage and the fence, it was the Chaifang that had been closed to her at the beginning. It was said that it was a Chaifang. In fact, it also had an earthen Kang in it. When you look back and do a good job, it can be regarded as a room. It's nothing to follow the fence, but looking at the ground full of mud, she planned to plant some vegetable seeds in March.

It's not that she can adapt to this kind of life in the village, but when she was making tea in the mountains, she lived in the villagers' home for convenience. At that time, she learned a lot of survival skills with the villagers' family.

Remembering all kinds of previous life, she couldn't help sighing. It was rare in the first day of junior high school, but she didn't expect it to become the golden finger of today's life. Speaking of golden finger, Lin Baozhu would have laughed bitterly. If he had known that he would have become a daughter-in-law of a peasant family, he would have learned more farming skills from his elder brothers and sisters in the agricultural college. It's better than planting tea trees. Everything else is half baked.While thinking about what kind of vegetables to grow, he looked around. It's said that the yard is small, but it seems empty because there are few things. At this time, I don't know which rooster is flapping his wings and tossing in the hillside, and there are several old hens on the side. Thinking that it's a good thing to eat an egg these days, she can't help thinking about building a chicken nest with Zhang mantun and raising a few chickens at home. Not to mention selling money, it's better to eat eggs. We can also have meat during the Chinese New Year.

After a long look around, along with cleaning and placing things, most of the time passed. Looking at the sun approaching the top of her head, she scooped water from the water tank and prepared to cook.

Thinking of getting up early, the man said that he had bought meat and bones, so she decided to make something delicious, which was a good start for them. Looking at that piece of pork, and a piece of full fat meat, she began to work.

There is no oil and water at home, so it is impossible to wash the meat and fry it in the pan. After a while, slaslaslas lard flowed out along the meat. Take out some discolored streaky pork and put it into a hot oil pan. In this case, the aroma diffused instantly, and the fat became brown in the voice of Zhila Zhila, and finally became crisp lard residue.

For the first time in those years, she was surprised for a long time. She didn't expect that there was such a way to eat fatty meat. What's more, the lard of the villagers in the mountain is actually made in this way, but it makes her rare. Later, watching the competition for chef king on CCTV, a foreign chef chose all the cooking oil to embarrass the Chinese team. However, he did not expect that the Chinese team fried the pork chops when they served the main course. I still remember that at that time, foreign chefs wanted to withdraw from the competition on the grounds of unfairness. It was only when Chinese chefs cooked delicious pork with pork in front of him that he was speechless.

At that time, she was often proud of the wisdom of the Chinese people. I didn't expect that one day she would use this method to refine edible oil.

Then she poured the rest of the oil into the oil jar, cut the dried pork into two pieces, and salted the rest. This just squats down to deal with the potato in the corner and the carrots that are wilting.

I found a clean twig, peeled the potato and carrot, cut them into hob pieces, and then put them together with the meat into the boiling hot water.

After stewing the dish in the pot, she bent down to fill a handful of firewood. She just started to make noodles. Because there were few people in her family and she didn't know the amount of rice Zhang man hoard, she only made a bowl and a half of noodles and estimated that it was almost a small bowl and a big bowl of noodles.

Lin Baozhu was worried when he thought about the current situation of his family and how many days his family had to live with this grain. Anyway, now they have to find a way to earn some money.

But worry to worry, her hand movement but did not stop. After a while, the noodles were cut and stacked neatly.

Lin Baozhu pulled the firewood twice with a burning stick, then lifted the lid of the pot and went to the edge of the pot to see the stewed mixed vegetables. A pot of steaming hot stew with meat flavor immediately hooked up her greedy insects, and her stomach began to purr.

Looking at the time, it is estimated that Zhang mandun is almost finished. Then she buries the fire and warms the food in the pot. Then he dug some rice noodles and mixed them with black noodles to make potstickers.

Because black flour is still with wheat bran, not to mention with thin bract rice, it is estimated that it is difficult for her to swallow. In fact, if there was milk, it would be better. Unfortunately, she just thought about it.

Busy and finished these, Lin Baozhu moved a small bench and sat in front of the kitchen in the sun. Apart from some empty stomach, this day is really leisurely and comfortable.

Just as she dozed off, Zhang mandun, who was sweating and bloody, stumbled back. From a long distance, the blood flows all over the floor along the lapel of the clothes. But the man who purses his mouth and has murderous eyes can't hold down his heart's blood at the moment. Let alone get close to it, even if he looks at it, it's frightening.

Old Zhang, who was still angry, just slapped Liu two times, and was upset by Zhang Er Bao's crying father and mother. He walked around, but he didn't want to run into Zhang man Dun, who looked like he was going to kill, and he almost squatted on the ground. Thanks to Zhang man Dun, he just squinted at him, then left without saying a word, and the blood drops dropped directly on his face when he passed by, which was really frightening.