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Chapter 361 Can’t Understand

Huo Lang sighed slightly. He fully understood the helplessness and unspeakable words in Si Ningning's heart. But after all, as outsiders, it was enough for them to be able and willing to do this.

Not wanting Si Ningning to worry about this matter anymore, he raised his thin lips in a slight arc and coaxed Si Ningning with a smile and asked: "Is there anything else you can do this afternoon?"

Si Ningning shook his head, "My class is over. This afternoon is Jiang Yue's class. What's wrong?"

"It's no big deal." Huo Lang shook his head and added: "I just promised to take care of the rice. If you are not busy, there is still half a bag of flour in the rice vat. Can you spare the time to steam a pot of steamed buns in the afternoon?"

"Okay." Si Ningning nodded and agreed neatly, "Do you want white-flour steamed buns or can I just watch them?"

"Look at it, as long as you can eat enough. It's all physical work, so it's not good to feed people poorly."

Si Ningning nodded, knowing in his heart what to do.

After Huo Lang finished his instructions, he went to work. Si Ningning counted the heads of people and put their faces on their faces, then walked around on the ridge outside with a small basket in her arms.

The weather is just right in this season, neither too cold nor too hot. Wild vegetables in the fields, such as purslane and dandelion seedlings, are all fresh and tender.

It didn't take much effort to dig out a lot.

Going out to dig wild vegetables is just a pretense. No matter how abundant and good the wild vegetables are outside, they cannot keep up with those in the space.

After slowly walking around outside, Si Ningning returned with the basket in her arms.

Sanae and Hegu were in the literacy class, Huo Lang and other young men were working on the foundation in front. Si Ningning was the only one in the Chen family kitchen. She closed the door and entered the space. After a while, she came out of the space again, and her hands were full.

A large pot of purslane, with a bunch of fresh green onions neatly stacked on top.

Si Ningning didn't make steamed buns. She made steamed buns with plain fillings and purslane and egg fillings that were richer in flavor.

Wash the purslane, beat two eggs in the pot and fry them into frangipani. Use a spatula to mash it slightly and put it into a basin with purslane. Add salt, chicken essence, a little oil and a little cooking oil.

, mix well and set aside.

She divided the dough that had been made in advance into two, and divided the larger portion into small doughs. She placed it on the chopping board and pressed down with her palms to form a bun wrapper.

After dividing the dough into small pieces, Si Ningning found a spoon to scoop out the stuffing, pressed a piece of dough to make a bun. His hands were not big but surprisingly flexible, and he made about fifty buns in just half an hour.

At first glance, the buns look very small, but Si Ningning added yeast when making the dough. After steaming them in the pan for a while, the buns can expand by more than half.

There were too many buns to make in one go. Si Ningning took a quick look and determined that they had to be steamed at least three times. It was better to go early and still have time.

Filling the front pot with water, Si Ningning set up a bamboo steaming tray and slowly put the buns on top. She put firewood on the stove and slowly burned it. While the buns were steaming, she was not idle and cut the fresh green onions into two halves.

Cut the scallions into minced pieces, pour some oil into the pan and fry the scallion oil. After the scallion oil is poured out, pour in the oil and add salt and mix well.

Hegu and the others loved crispy pancakes, so Si Ningning planned to make some scallion pancakes while the dough was rising.

Whether I'm busy or free these days, Si Ningning has come over to cook a few times, but that's for outsiders. To be honest, it's been a while since I've cooked something delicious for the two little ones.

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The two little ones don't have much appetite, but considering Huo Lang, Si Ningning reserved a lot of dough, enough to fish out more than a dozen pancakes. She was busy with her hands, and the front pot was bubbling with heat.

The aluminum pot lid on the top made a clanking sound.

The fire is too big.

Si Ningning quickly took out her hand, opened the stove and pulled out two pieces.

She didn't look carefully when she took the firewood, but it was actually a little wet. Now that there was no open flame, the firewood sticks made a "sizzling" sound, and a series of thick smoke came out.

Si Ningning was choked and coughed twice, then she stuffed the smoking stick into the stove ashes, and her vision became clearer.

After working hard for half an afternoon, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon. Si Ningning plated a dozen scallion pancakes and put them separately in the kitchen cupboard, then put the steamed buns into the dustpan for draining the rice soup, and looked for

Put clean gauze over it and cover it to prevent flies from flying around and plucking it.

She took off the clothes she had remade from Huo Lang's old clothes and hung them on the wall. She went to the well and rubbed some soap locust twice to absorb the oil stains on her hands. She shook them off and prepared to go out and take care of Huo Lang loudly. She would go back to the educated youth spot first.

Coming.

As a result, as soon as he stepped into the kitchen from the backyard, he saw Huo Lang poke his head into the kitchen.

"What are you looking for?"

"I'm not looking for anything. Let's see what you are doing. That's all for today. I asked them to go back early." Huo Lang explained with a smile hidden in his peach blossom eyes: "Even if the team doesn't have much work these days,

, each family also needs people to take care of their own land and so on. Asking for help will not let them delay their own family affairs. "

Si Ningning nodded, understanding what he meant, and immediately walked to the table in two steps and uncovered the gauze on the dustpan, "I've done everything, but I didn't make the steamed buns, the buns with purslane stuffing."

Before Si Ningning could say "Try one," Huo Lang had already reached out to pick one up and bit off most of it with one mouthful.

Huo Lang said vaguely:

"You're not afraid of tiring yourself even if you put in all this effort. How much easier would it be to steam steamed buns?"

Seeing the way he was chewing peonies, Si Ningning laughed twice and said, "Just make it good. I have taken out the fine grains. Make more tricks. People will eat it and think it will help."

It’s worth it. Besides, are these buns not delicious? There’s still a lot of noodles left.”

The purslane tastes salty and fragrant in the mouth, and it is juicy. It is definitely delicious.

Huo Lang chewed and chewed, then swallowed half of the mouthful and stuffed the remaining half of the bun into his mouth.

He wanted to say something, but Si Ningning saw the black fingerprints on the skin of the bun when he stuffed it into his mouth. She immediately took his hand, looked at it briefly, and then gave it to him again.

He pushed his hand away in disgust and annoyance.

"Usually you use chopsticks when eating, so forget it if you don't absorb it. You just handle the things you hold with your hands, and you don't wash your hands?"

"Haha." Huo Lang laughed, his strong facial features stretched out, and his whole body seemed particularly soft.

Knowing that Si Ningning's delicate and charming spirit was coming back, he immediately relented and said: "I will change it in the future, but I will pay attention next time!"

Huo Lang didn't know whether others would think Si Ningning was making a fuss out of a molehill.

Anyway, he loved Si Ningning's squeamish and elegant attitude.

It's better to be squeamish.

Being squeamish is annoying.

As for being particular...that would be even better.

Cultural talents are particular about talent, which further illustrates Si Ningning’s excellence.

Huo Lang giggled and was happy, but in the next second, Si Ningning let out a "hum", and his smile immediately fell.

"You should be busy, I have to go back."

Si Ningning pushed Huo Lang and staggered to leave the kitchen.

"Why are you going back so early? Nothing happened?" Huo Lang raised his eyebrows and pulled her back. He was unhappy and a little aggrieved: "I asked them to go back early just to be alone with you for a while. You are so

What are you doing in a hurry..."

"I went back because..."

Si Ningning stopped mid-sentence because there were footsteps and voices outside the door. It must be the helpers coming over to eat.

Si Ningning simply stopped there, pushed Huo Lang and said, "Let's move the dustpan out first and give it to them. I've counted it, and each person can divide it into seven."

"Did you leave it for yourself and Sanae?"

"Leave it for Sanae and the others. I'll eat it when I go back to the Educated Youth Point." Si Ningning said matter-of-factly.

"Seven people, six for each person is enough." Huo Lang didn't listen to her. He held a dustpan with one hand and peeled off a corner of the gauze on his face. He counted the heads and took out seven more buns. "These few

Keep it for you to eat."

"...The young man who worked all afternoon only ate six buns, you give me seven? Can I eat more than them?"

Si Ningning let out a sigh of relief, with the word "speechless" plastered on his face.

Huo Lang laughed but didn't answer: "I'll take it over, don't leave in a hurry, just wait here for me."

"Humph, I got it."

Si Ningning pursed her lips and nodded reluctantly.

The sound of "ta-da" footsteps came from the door. Huo Lang left quickly, and those who came back also came back quickly.

"Why do you want me to wait for you? What's the matter?"

Si Ningning raised her eyes to look at Huo Lang, and saw Huo Lang frowning and looking serious and impatient. She immediately sensed something.

She took a step away and tilted her head to look behind him. Sure enough, Si Ningning saw the person following Huo Lang.

After giving up her anger with Huo Lang, Si Ningning straightened up and asked seriously:

"Comrade Zhao Yongle, you have something to do with me...?"

Zhao Yongle was a little embarrassed, scratched the back of his head and said sheepishly: "It's something."

Zhao Yongle came to see Si Ningning for something, but it was not a big deal.

It’s about those steamed buns.

Si Ningning originally counted, and each of the seven people could divide six. However, Huo Lang took out seven more, and now each of the seven people can only divide six.

Zhao Yongle took out two buns from his arms and handed them to Si Ningning. He glanced back and confirmed that the other young men working together had left. Zhao Yongle explained: "This, this, Si Zhiqing, you go back

Please bring it to Xiaoyun for me when the time comes!"

"..." Si Ningning was silent for a moment and confirmed again: "For Song Xiaoyun?"

"Yeah." Zhao Yongle nodded seriously, with a shy and embarrassed smile on his dark face, "There are four more. I'll tell you when I get back that I've eaten them, it's enough for business."

Si Ningning paused, frowned, and then asked again: "A business trip?"

Zhao Yongle was stunned for a moment, then realized what he was doing and stuffed the two buns into Si Ningning's hands before retreating: "It's nothing. Anyway, Si Zhiqing, I'll just trouble you to help me carry them!"

After saying that, without waiting for Si Ningning to reply, Zhao Yongle had already turned around and walked towards the door.

He must have been in a panic. He staggered at the door of the yard and almost tripped over the threshold.

Si Ningning frowned and exhaled heavily from her nose.

Three brothers plus an old lady, there are four buns left, which is just enough to share.

Zhao Yongle himself had no intention of eating it.

Huo Lang knew what Si Ningning was thinking, so he patted Si Ningning on the shoulder and comforted her softly:

"Don't think about it. It's all their own choice. They can do whatever they like. Why are you bothering?"

Si Ningning is not worried.

She just didn't understand Zhao Yongle.

If the brothers and sisters are respectful and the family environment is harmonious, then sharing with the family means sharing. But at present, it seems that Mrs. Zhao does not like Zhao Yongle very much.

And having said that, there were a total of six buns, one for each person was enough to share, but Zhao Yongle just didn't keep any for himself.

I really don't know whether to praise him for his good intentions towards Song Xiaoyun, or whether to praise him for his stubbornness.

Si Ningning's idea was not that Zhao Yongle's decision was wrong, but that the year was special, and strong laborers had to do the hardest and most tiring work every day. It didn't matter if they didn't eat well, at least they could eat half a meal.

Full, 80% full.

But today Zhao Yongle came to work here. Everyone in the Zhao family knew that Huo Lang made rice, and they would definitely not prepare Zhao Yongle's portion at night. Zhao Yongle took the buns back to "share" and said that he had eaten them.

Will I have to be hungry all night after a long night?

Only when people take care of themselves first can they be qualified and have the ability to take care of others, so that everyone can advance and retreat together. Unilateral patience and dedication will cause problems sooner or later.

Whether it was Song Xiaoyun or Zhao Yongle, whether they were getting married or now sharing buns, Si Ningning felt that it was too embarrassing before and after.

It turns out that I just can’t understand it, and I’m really getting a little annoyed thinking about it.

Si Ningning shook his head and was too lazy to think any more. He blinked innocently at Huo Lang and raised the two buns in his hand.

Although she said nothing, Holang understood what she meant.

Song Xiaoyun's matter hasn't been settled yet, so she has to go back.

"Alas..." Huo Lang sighed in frustration, holding Si Ningning's wrist and slowly walking out, "Then I'll see you off."

Si Ningning bargained with him: "Just send me to the gate of the yard. It's still early and there are people on the road. There's nothing to be afraid of. You can clean up there while there's still sunshine and build the house as soon as possible."

, I would have married you earlier?"

Huo Lang originally refused, thinking that he would send Si Ningning to the literacy class anyway, so that he could talk on the way, but what happened?

Si Ningning's words were like Cupid's sword, which struck Huo Lang's ears and heart. He, who had always been calm and mature, was fooled by Si Ningning so much that he almost lost his way. He was obedient and obedient.

Like a loyal dog, he nodded and responded, "Yes, I know, don't worry, I will clean it up in a while, and keep it neatly. If you don't believe me, you can come and check it tomorrow."

His silly look was completely different from his usual calmness and shrewdness. The contrast was so strong that Si Ningning couldn't stop laughing.

She stood on tiptoes and nibbled on the side of Huo Lang's face, "Don't keep thinking about this. It's because you can't run away. Pay more attention when you work! I'm leaving!"

"Oh, um."

Huo Lang felt disappointed and sent Si Ningning out with both happiness and regret. He made up his mind to speed up the construction of the house.

First of all, if someone comes to help me in the future, I will not leave work so early.

We’ve already eaten, why don’t we work a little longer!

What's wrong!

Huo Lang thought angrily, and it wasn't until Si Ningning walked out that he slapped his forehead and remembered something.

Si Ningning hasn’t let Si Ningning eat the buns that she just took out.

(End of chapter)