Husband and Wife Are of the Same Mind

Lin Yu opened his mouth and ate it. It was still a bit hot, but the sugar had been melted into it, and it tasted delicious, sweet and crunchy.

"good to eat."

Tang Feng smiled and fed Lin Yu several times before stopping.

Tang Ama and Tang's father were carrying a bowl of salty greasy dregs and ate them with relish.

A total of two big pots and a small pot of oil came out. This is what we will use in the future.

Other pork is to be made into wind meat and hung, so that it can not only be stored for a longer period of time, but also meat can be taken out to entertain guests at any time in the future.

Tang Feng picked five pieces of moderately fat pork and carried it aside.

Lin Yu put all the other meats in the pot and marinated them with salt one by one. Father Tang took the wooden ladder into the small warehouse in the stove, set it up and climbed up, waiting for Tang Ah to marinate and marinate. Pass the meat up, so he can hang on it.

When Lin Yu finished marinating the meat in his hand, he stopped him when he was about to take Tang Feng's five pieces of meat.

"I come."

As he said, he stretched out his hands that had already rolled up his sleeves, put the five pieces of meat into the pot one by one, and began to sprinkle salt. This time, the salt he sprinkled was more than twice that of Lin Yu's.

"Husband, there is too much salt, right?"

Lin Yu couldn't help but reminded Tang Feng that it was meat in the first place.

Tang Feng's subordinates kept moving, tilted their heads and smiled, "Don't worry, I won't be Feng Rou."

As he said, he bowed his head and started doing it again.

After everything was marinated with enough salt, Tang Feng asked Lin Yu to help him hang the meat in a relatively empty place in the stove.

"Why are you hanging here? There are positions over there."

Tang Ah Mo came out and said.

"No, just here, I will try another way."

Tang Feng carried a few pieces of dry wood, and a few small branches that were easier to ignite, and they burned under the meat.

"You kid, do you want to burn meat to eat? But you don't need so much, so hung up so high?"

Tang Ama stroked the distance between the meat and the firewood twice, which was also farther away.

Lin Yu tilted his head to look at Tang Feng, also puzzled.

Tang Feng pulled the fire a bit, brought two benches over, and let Tang A-mae and Lin Yu sit down to keep warm.

"That's just right. We don't need to use the brazier in the hall these days, just burn some firewood here."

Father Tang came out to look at the woodpile on the ground and the five pieces of meat on it, "What is this?"

"Bacon."

Tang Feng smiled and replied.

"Bacon?"

Lin Yu asked the three of them, "What is that?"

The bacon, the surface and the inside are the same, cooked and cut into slices, transparent and shiny, bright in color, yellow and red in the inside. It tastes mellow, not greasy, thin and not clogged. It is not only unique in flavor, but also appetizing, cold, Digestion and other effects.

"This is what the master said to me, saying that the meat will be preserved longer after being marinated in this way and then smoked with fire for two days," Tang Feng pretended to remember, "It seems that it can be preserved for about six months at most. ."

"Six months?!"

Tang Ama exclaimed, and Lin Yu's eyes were also incredible.

"Really?" Father Tang calmed down a bit, but the excitement and joy in his eyes were not a lot of excitement.

"I've heard the master say before, he hasn't done it, so I will try five pieces of meat." Tang Feng explained.

Father Tang looked at the five pieces of meat on the pile of firewood, gritted his teeth, "Sure!" If this is really done, it would be a good thing.

So the Tang family used firewood to keep warm in the stove a few days later. Although there was more soot, the firepower was much greater than that of the brazier, and it was more comfortable for the family to bake.

The snow really stopped for a few days before it started again

Fortunately, the New Year pigs in the village were slaughtered during those few days. Now there is really nothing to worry about. Every family has closed their doors.

The Tang family chatted warmly in front of the fire, but the uninvited guest came again.

"I said, why didn't I hear any noise in the main room? It turned out that they were all in the kitchen room."

Huan Ama put away the umbrella and went into the stove, followed by Brother Yu, who had not seen him for a few days.

"It's not that the brazier is too small and not hot enough. Change a place and sit down." Tang Ama greeted the two Huan Ama.

Lin Yu wanted to get up and lift the stool, but was gently pulled by Tang Feng with his hands.

"Huan Ah, I will trouble you to lift the stool yourself." Tang Feng said to Huan Ah, who was standing aside waiting to lift the stool for him to sit on. It’s a big misunderstanding."

Tang Feng's expression didn't make people disgusting at all, on the contrary, he felt very friendly.

"That's the reason! Let's do it ourselves!"

After hearing this, Huan Ama hurriedly brought a bench next to him with Brother Yu, and wanted to put it next to Tang Feng.

Then Tang Feng suddenly pointed to the place against the wall and said, "Hua Mo has the strongest firepower," and the soot is also the most. "Sit down."

Huan Ah Mo's hand stiffened, and he shook his face, "Hao Le."

When Huan Ah Ma and Brother Yu had just sat down, Tang Feng suddenly pulled Lin Yu and yawned, "I slept a bit late yesterday and was a little sleepy. Then Huan Ah, we won’t hinder your eyes, you’re fine. What a chat."

"This…."

Huan Ah Mo is a little at a loss, and can't directly say "You stay! Seek to know my fish brother!", I can only watch it.

Tang Feng and Lin Yu, who had never spoken, stepped out of the stove and returned to the room.

Father Tang hooked the corner of his mouth and stood up, "I also go to rest, this winter is the best day to take a break."

After speaking, he also left the stove.

The three of Tang Ama looked at each other.

The Lord was no longer there, there was nothing left for this, so after a short while, Huan Ah Mo left with Brother Yu.

Tang Feng watched Huan Ah Mo and they leave from the crack of the window. His eyes were deep. He had to deal with these two people quickly. It was for Li Langzhong's sake that he could endure it for so long, although I don't know why Li Langzhong was like this. Brother, what is the story between Father Tang and Huan Ah, but this man actually wanted to make his idea, making Fu Lang unhappy, huh! When he is a soft persimmon? !

"gone?"

Lin Yu asked while lying on the bed.

"gone."

Tang Feng removed the haze, returned to the bed, took off his coat, gently rubbed Lin Yu's waist, and whispered ambiguously, "Fu Lang..."

Lin Yu was also a little moved.

But.

"This broad day..."

"We are in the room, and I locked the door."

"Ah, they can hear..."

Tang Feng lightly nodded Lin Yu's lips with his hand, his voice became hoarse because of his desire, and said, "So..., don't yell too loudly because of your grievances."

Lin Yu's face was hot and wanted to argue for himself, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was severely blocked.

(Next can’t be described, hehehe)

The room was fiercely hot, but Huan Ah Mo and Yu Ge'er, who had returned to the Li's yard, didn't look very good.

"Close the hall door."

Huan Ah Ma said with a dark face to Brother Yu'er who entered the door back in a cold voice.

Brother Yu looked at Huan Ama's face, shaking, and obediently shut the door.

Snapped!

Brother Yu was severely knocked to the ground by a sudden slap!

"Ah!"

Brother Yu covered his beaten face and looked at Huan Ah Mo exclaimed.

"What is your name! You are embarrassed to call! I am ashamed to listen!"

Huan Ah Mo angrily patted the wooden table, "What's the use of you!"

Brother Yu's eyes were red, and said aggrieved, "I'm not to blame, then Tang Feng didn't even look at me."

"Don't blame you?!"

Huan Ah Mo hurriedly stepped in front of Brother Yu'er and poked his forehead fiercely, "Aren't you very capable?! Hooked up the widower of the dead husband to your bed! Why is this one? Tang Feng, you can't figure it out?!"

Brother Yu was poked and took a few steps back, "What's wrong with Daniel! Why not die a husband! If you don't agree, I, I..."

"You still talk back to you!" Huan'Ama widened his eyes angrily, "The poor widower can't even eat enough! What do you think you like him?"

"But when you married my father, my father had nothing!"

Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!

Huan Ah Mo directly stepped forward and slapped Brother Yu a few big slaps!

Brother Yu's face immediately became red and swollen.

"I want to wake you up!"

Huan Ah Mo looked at the tearful Brother Yu with a cold face, "I can't let you go my old way! Do you know it!"

Brother Yu took the hand covering his face, crying and shook his head, "You are not, you are not for me! You are for you and Father to live a good life!"

"We had a good life! Can't you also live better than us?! Get me back to the house! Useless things!"

Brother Yu wiped a tear, and choked back to the room. When closing the door, he didn't know if it was intentional, and the fan was very loud.

Huan Ama took a few breaths and fell on the stool.

"Azheng..."

In the afternoon, Tang Feng, who was refreshed because of the exercise, began to do business.

Huan Ah Mo stared at herself in such anxious manner, indicating that this fish brother had either a broken body or a body.

Following Tang Feng’s observations during this period of time, from the fact that Brother Yu walks at a small pace, he puts his hands on his eyebrows and gently rubs his eyebrows when he has nothing to do. It can be guessed that the probability of being pregnant is relatively high. Fever, Brother Yu should feel that the sensation brought by the eyebrows is too great, and he will touch it often when he can't stand it.

But no matter what happened to Brother Yu, it had nothing to do with Tang Feng. He just had to let Brother Yu and Huan Amo not stare at him.

It is actually very simple to let them leave him alone and even leave Xiaoqingshan Village.

Tang Feng carried two packets of medicine and knocked on the door of the Li family courtyard.

Boom boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

"Is Huan Ah there? I am Tang Feng."

The author has something to say:

"Who Stole My Underwear" in a small theater

Tang Feng didn’t find his pants, and he was in a bad mood. When he saw Lin Yu, he was full of guilt. That was the first pair of pants that Fulang made for himself. He likes to leave it alone. The commemorative thing is also extraordinary. ! (Although I don’t understand why the first pair of pants I was thinking of making is memorable)

So in order to prevent his husband from discovering that he had lost his commemorative pants, Tang Feng began to carry Lin Yu on his back, and wanted to make a similar one by himself.

So when Lin Yu went out to play pig grass, Tang Feng was looking for the same fabric as the pants.

When Lin Yu went up the mountain to cut firewood, Tang Feng pinched an embroidery needle with his fingers full of needle holes and threaded the needle.

After the frantic exercise at night, when Lin Yu was asleep, Tang Feng secretly lit the oil lamp to make the final finishing touches.

"Huh! It's finally done!"

Tang Feng looked at the freshly-baked **** in his hands, feeling very proud! There is nothing he can't do with Tang Feng!

"Husband?"

Lin Yu entered the room.

"here I am."

Tang Feng happily placed the little pants he made on the cabinet in a conspicuous place, as if Lin Yu would not be able to see it.

Lin Yu opened the closet and flipped through things, "I remember your pants were broken."

Tang Feng hurriedly said, "No, look here!" As he said, he held his shorts and shook in front of Lin Yu, "Look!"

Lin Yu took the trousers, looked at the pinholes on them, did not speak, and then flipped through the closet.

"I made two new ones for you. You don't need to wear them. I will wear them."

This was the first time the husband made the pants, he had to keep it.

Tang Feng wanted to refuse, but when he heard that Fulang was about to wear it, he shut up and was happy~ Fulang didn't know that I had lost my pants~ I had to wear it by myself!

Lin Yu raised the corners of his lips, happy~ My husband didn't know that I burned his torn pants~ I even made one by myself~ I want to keep it as a souvenir~!