Li Han’s Little Farmer’s Wife from the Mountains

"Gudong!"

Shen Fucun swallowed very stubbornly, looking at the two dishes on the table, his eyes could not be removed.

"Then, Lanya, I'm not an outsider, how can I cook such a good dish? Just make something to deal with it." Although Shen Fucun was happy in his heart, he was still polite.

Shen Ruolan smiled: "I didn't prepare any good dishes? It's just a plate of cold cabbage, a plate of potatoes and stewed sparrows. The vegetables are grown by myself. I just deducted the sparrows. I didn't spend any money and it was worthless. What? Brother lobby, please sit down and stop talking to me."

Shen Fucun chuckled twice and sat down along the edge of the kang: "Then I won't go outside with you, I'm really hungry."

After finishing talking, picking up the chopsticks, you don’t need Shen Ruolan to let it go, eating it hungrily, eating hungrily, without lifting your head and eyes, the speed and momentum, I’m afraid that Zhang Eryong of last night will be ashamed of it, willing to go down the wind. Up.

Shen Ruolan was stunned by his aura, why do all the men here eat like this? Aren't you afraid of choking? Also, how long have they hadn't eaten here, and they looked like they were going to swallow all their bowls?

Seeing that the food was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, Shen Ruolan woke up like a dream, and quickly served herself a bowl and went to the table.

I’m afraid I won’t even have the soup in a while!

It’s not a good idea. With the power of one person, the big brother easily wiped out the small bowl of rice and two dishes. When he put down the chopsticks, his eyes were still staring at the dishes, as if they were eating. It's like licking your mouth without pulling your tongue, as if you haven't eaten enough.

Shen Ruolan looked at him like that, and said hurriedly: "Brother Hall, are you not full? How about I do something for you?"

They are here to help her with work, so why do they have to make people full? How can people who don’t have enough food for work?

"Hiccup! No need."

Shen Fucun hiccuped and said with a little embarrassment: "I'm full, you can see that you can eat and support it. Hey, it's been a long time since I had eaten such a delicious thing. I was greedy for a while and ate more. Lanya, don't make fun of brother."

After speaking, he burped again.

At this moment, Shen Ruolan really believed that he was full, and she laughed ‘puffling’, and said, “It’s fine if you’re full. It’s the first time that you have a meal at my home, so you can’t pretend to be a fake.”

"Don't pretend or pretend to be fake, this is all you can eat..."

Shen Fucun patted his stomach and smiled openly. This brother in the lobby, when he doesn’t understand, thinks he doesn’t like to talk, he is quite cold, and he will find out if he touches more, he is actually not cold at all, he is quite sunny, just when he is with someone he is not familiar with. Don't talk too much.

After dinner, Shen Fucun went to work again. Shen Ruolan brushed the bowls and chopsticks, looked at nothing, and took out the books, pen, ink, paper and inkstone bought in the county town, and began to learn to write.

The contents of "San Zi Jing", "Thousand Characters Wen", "Hundred Family Names" and "Di Zi Gui" have been memorized in her previous life. Now she only needs to compare what each word reads according to the content in the book. .

In fact, she recognizes a lot of traditional characters. Even if she doesn't recognize it, she can guess by the radicals or guesses, but she can't write much, so the focus of her learning is not to recognize characters, but to write.

There is a basis for recognizing thousands of simplified characters, and the traditional characters are recognized much faster. She took the "Bai Jia Xing" and read it several times. In the afternoon, she recognized all the characters on it, not only. , I also wrote all the words I could not write, and finally checked that the time was almost up, only then I put away the books, pen, ink, paper and inkstone and went into the kitchen to cook.

For supper, she baked a stack of scallion pancakes, each of which was burnt to a greasy, golden color, with emerald green onion leaves on it, which made people appetite at first sight. The dish is a radish sliver soup, one plate of fried bean sprouts, the bean sprouts were made two days ago by her, and it has only made good today. The fried is tender and squeaky with a bite.

Needless to say, this meal, Shen Fucun was once again gloriously supported, and he hummed, after the meal, he also joked: "Lanya, do you have any other work after the sheep pen is built? The food is so good that I can't bear to leave, if only I can eat at your house all day long."

Shen Ruolan laughed when he heard him say this: "Don't tell me, I really have a bit of work. If the lobby brother can help me, I promise that our food will be according to this standard every day."

Shen Fucun was also happy when he heard that there was work to be done: "What kind of work, please tell me, as long as I can do it, I promise to do it for you!"

He slapped his chest, and if he could eat so well every day, he would be happy to let him do anything. Since the autumn harvest is over, their family has started to eat two meals. The morning meal is still sparse. Although they can get a big bowl every day, the thin porridge with thin soup is not hungry at all, and they often didn’t wait until the next meal. Meal, I was so hungry that my chest stuck to my back.

The meal in the afternoon was dry and full, but the quality couldn’t be described: brown rice mixed with dried wild vegetables, steamed wowotou, scalloped pancakes, dark, hard, and seemed to have a bit of appetite. No, it tastes dry and tasteless, and it always makes people choke their necks. Every time they eat, everyone has to prepare water in advance to prevent choking on the bed.

There is only one dish per meal. The whole family eats it together. It is either stewed cabbage or stewed sauerkraut, or stewed potatoes with sauerkraut. In short, it is a variety of stews. Don't think about cooking. It is stewed. It is also watery. You can't even see the oil stars, and rarely put salt and soy sauce inside. Basically, there is no taste, so you can only fill your belly without starving.

He has never eaten such good food as Lanya’s family in eighteen years. Although the family has also cooked delicious food during the New Year and New Year holidays, the old lady’s dishes are always reluctant to put oil and salt in it, no matter what the dish is. It's all watery, it's incomparable to the dishes Lan Ya made.

Therefore, he is willing to come to work for Shen Ruolan. If he can always have work, he can always let him eat here.

Shen Ruolan said: "I want to go up the mountain to grab some firewood. My family’s firewood is already scarce, and I spend more money to make it. You see, the firewood pile is gone when I look at it. I am thinking about saving more firewood while it’s not too cold. Light wood, or wait until the twelfth lunar month of winter to hug it, it would be too bad.

Shen Fucun agreed, "It's done, it's wrapped around me, and when the sheep pen is built, I'll go and grab the firewood for you!"

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