Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

"Little brother, it seems that you didn't go to the ancestral hall to worship your ancestors this year."

Li Haitang changed the subject uncomfortably.

During Chinese New Year in previous years, the family could not have breakfast, and the Li family had to worship their ancestors, and all the men in the family would go to the ancestral hall to offer the best food made by themselves and pray for the blessings of their ancestors.

The dishes made by the tribe were exchanged and taken away. Mrs. Li was stingy and only made some slices of cabbage to fool her, and she didn't put any oil or sliced ​​meat.

"Forget it this year, the ancestors of the Li family will forgive us when they learn about our situation."

The road down the mountain is not close, and it takes a lot of time to go back and forth. Moreover, when the ancestor worship meets the Li family, there may be quarrels, which will make the clan members unhappy.

"I'll practice calligraphy well, and I'll write next year's Spring Festival couplets."

Li Jinhu ran around the yard, stomped his feet under the eaves, and went in to read a book. The mountain was quiet, there was no sound of firecrackers, and no laughter from the little baby.

Li Haitang didn't stop her. There were only three people in the left and right families. She and her savage husband were in charge of cooking. This year, it was destined not to be too festive, and the main focus was on comfort.

Here, Xiao Lingchuan has already prepared the side dishes, minced meat, seasoned with green onion, ginger, and dried shrimps, scooped it into a ball with a spoon, and put it into the oil pan.

"Miss, you just sit by the fire and warm yourself."

The smell of oily smoke in the kitchen was too strong, Xiao Lingchuan was reluctant to let his wife do the work, for fear that she would roughen her hands.

"If you do this, I will become more and more lazy, and I won't be the lazy woman in the village."

Soon, Xiao Lingchuan fried a pot of meatballs, slightly darker than golden yellow, and the skin was already crispy. He tasted one himself and boasted, "The taste is not bad."

"yes?"

Li Haitang picked up one, and his eyes widened in surprise. It tasted several times better than the fried small meatballs in restaurants in the later generations. Is it because there was no pollution in ancient times, and pork was still eaten, or was it because the savage husband was so good at cooking? One bite and she was conquered.

"I'll go get some for my little brother."

Li Haitang filled a big bowl covered with shrimp slices. She was afraid that Li Jinhu would eat so much that she wouldn't be able to eat it at night. After all, the New Year's Eve dinner was the highlight.

Leaving aside other things, culinary skills depend on talent. Li Haitang thinks she is good at frying and frying, and is proficient in everything, but in front of her savage husband, she can only be convinced.

Boiled fish, beer duck, spicy chicken, many of them were eaten by her in her previous life, and she liked them quite a lot. Xiao Lingchuan could make them the next day just by describing them with one mouth, and the taste was no different from modern times. better.

"Husband, after waiting for two or three years, I may have to take my younger brother to the capital."

Li Haitang was adding firewood to the stove. In the past few days, she had been thinking about how to tell Xiao Lingchuan about her life experience. The key point was that she was a little confused.

Old lady Li treats Li Jinhu well, at least as a descendant of the Li family, but every time she sees her, she calls her a **** behind her back.

Back then, Niannang Ruan married Li Dahe and gave birth to her within a few months. She claimed to be premature, but no one is stupid. I heard that Li Haitang was born fat and white, not at all premature.

Then, in the most likely scenario, Li Dahe is happy to be a father, and the Ruan family, as the daughter of an official family, can marry a farmer.

"Mr. Liu said that my mother seemed to have eloped with her husband, and was abandoned for unknown reasons, and finally married my father. Jin Hu and I are probably half-brothers."

Family ugliness is not rumored, Xiao Lingchuan is not an outsider, and the siblings will go to the capital in the future, this is already in the plan, so he has to know.

Li Haitang felt that Liu Shi's words were highly credible. She had a gorgeous appearance, she couldn't be like the farmer Li Dahe, and she was even more beautiful than Ruan Shi.

In the early years in the village, she was also raised in a deep boudoir. The original owner seldom went out and only wore ordinary dresses. Just like that, she was also the number one beauty in the village.

She guessed that she looked like that scumbag father. Anyway, she was not the original owner, so she took all this lightly, so she could only take Li Jinhu to the capital to meet her relatives in order to fulfill her responsibilities.

"Probably in the next year or two, at least wait for my younger brother to be admitted as a scholar."

Li Haitang talked about her privacy, but the ten thousand taels of silver needed to save Xiao Taohong was an episode. She concealed the plot of Xiao Taohong entering the bathtub, for fear that Xiao Lingchuan would be suspicious.

According to what Xiao Taohong said, the Ruan family belonged to a noble family in the capital, and they were more powerful than Li Haitang thought. Can this kind of family fall in love with their siblings? Don't be poor relatives who fight in front of the autumn wind, right?

She has self-respect, and she doesn't seem to be looked down upon by anyone, so in the past two years, as a buffer period, she must at least earn the title of genius doctor.

"Okay, I'll accompany you."

Xiao Lingchuan's eyes darkened, not only the lady, he also had to go to the capital, however, what he was facing was not a confession of relatives, but a **** storm.

The family has long been gone. More than twenty years ago, the Xiao family was murdered by traitors, and the whole family was ransacked. At that time, Xiao Lingchuan didn't remember anything, and he was only able to escape when his loyal servants used his own flesh and blood to escape. doomed.

Later, the master found him, took him to the mountains, and established the Black Wind Village in the northwest. Many of the brothers in the village were his father's old subordinates back then.

The Xiao family is full of loyalty, but in the end they were charged with collaborating with the enemy and treason. How can there be justice in this world!

After he found out about it, he kept it in his heart for a while, but unfortunately, now is not the time to confide in his heart.

It was the hour of the hour, and the sky was getting darker. The smell of meat wafted from the kitchen, and it was time for the New Year's Eve dinner.

There was a table of hard dishes, and the three of them were sitting in a corner.

Li Jinhu swallowed, and stammered, "This is all done by brother-in-law?"

"I made the stir-fried shredded cabbage."

Li Haitang couldn't grab the pot and stove at all, and finally Xiao Lingchuan agreed to make a dish after her strong request.

There was a jug of self-brewed wild wine on the table. It was low in alcohol and had a fruity aroma. Li Haitang poured a glass each, "Husband, little brother, happy Chinese New Year!"

Before toasting, let me make a wish, I hope that in the coming year, the family will be together, reunite, safe and auspicious, my younger brother will pass the examination as a scholar as soon as possible, and she, the genius doctor, will have a great reputation and make a fortune.

As for his savage husband, Li Haitang can only wish his kidneys to get better and better, and that he can always be sexually happy.

"cheers!"

The three raised their glasses together and drank it all in one gulp.

There are only two pots and stoves in the house, and they cook at the same time. Before, the pheasant stewed mushrooms were kept warm on the stove in the house, and the meat had been stewed until it was soft and rotten.

"Brother-in-law, your fried meatballs are so delicious."

The meatballs were very hungry, Li Jinhu didn't dare to eat more, and looked greedy. He hoped that his brother-in-law could make more meatballs in the future, eat delicious food, and study hard.

"Then eat more. After eating, I will take you out for a walk to eliminate food. There will be a meal of dumplings in the evening."

Xiao Lingchuan picked up a chicken leg for each of Li Haitang's siblings. He was hunting in the mountains, so he had no shortage of meat to eat, and he had no special preference for food, as long as he could eat enough.

"Husband, chicken thighs are half for each of us." Li Haitang stared at the green vegetables, fried diced pork with soybeans, soft, scooped up a spoon and put them in the steamed bread. It was a decent farm dish, and it tasted delicious.