Husband, Have Dinner

Within a few days, A Yao wrote "Hands" under Mochizuki's guidance. Compared with Mochizuki's "Hands" which can be called a catalogue, A Yao ran away in tears.

"Master, I'm not afraid of trouble. Why don't you just accept me, please hug your thighs!"

She really didn't let go of Mochizuki's thigh.

"Hands" records detailed personal information. Only one hand can completely record the population, houses, and real estate of a household. Mochizuki has several houses in Nanxun County, and there are others outside the county. A few acres of good fields can be seen from this. Mochizuki's assets are not few. Maybe his family can be comparable to Lu Yuanwai?

Mochizuki soothed, and pulled A Yao off her lap, "Hey, you will learn it later, write quickly."

A Yao's "hands are firm", only a few lines of words-

The head of the household, Jiang Yao, is seven years old and takes over the household on behalf of his father.

Father, Jiang San, two years old, died after the second year of Yuanqi registration; mother, Li Hua, two years old, died after the third year of Yuanqi registration; son, Jiang Yao, seven years old, female, Yuan After ten years of pardon, there will be no land and no households. If someone rectifies later, I will miss a bite and ask for the crime of violating the edict. On December 26th of the tenth year of Yuanqi, the head of the household Jiang Yao.

At the end of the handwriting, write her name and press the handprint.

The head of the household, Jiang Yao, looks very pleasing to the eye. It seems to be described with gold powder... No, it is gilded a bit, and the four characters are shining. The more A Yao looks at it, the more she likes it, and she can’t wait to think about it now. Put on the wings and fly to Lizheng's house to complete the household registration.

When I came out of Lizheng’s house, the sun was just right and it was warm on my face. The birds on the branches sing, the snow in front of every house is used by the children, you come and go for snowball fights, or spread the snow, set up shau Kei, the snow is sprinkled with unhusked millet, and the rope is tied to the branches. , The other end was held in his hand, just waiting for the sparrow to fly, and jumped into the trap, they quickly pulled the rope with their eyesight and hands! The branch was pulled over, Shau Kei lost support and fell down, buckling the sparrow inside. They ran over with cheers, squatted on the ground and opened a small gap, reaching in and grabbing the sparrow.

Everyone’s faces were full of smiles.

Mochizuki guessed the time it took them to come out and said, "I still have something to do, Master Pei, please take the scallop back."

"Don't worry, I will send her back safely."

"Master, be careful on the way, I will make you some good food when you come back." A Yao waved goodbye.

The two children walked on the road, and the smile on A Yao's face was lingering, and she walked with joy.

Pei Shuo said, "Be careful when you walk. Don't be sorrowful and slap your face and fall on the ground."

"Bah! Don't talk nonsense." A Yaohu smiled stupidly after not holding on for long.

She has a household registration!

With her household registration, she is a good citizen in this world, and she will go out to find the government to open a way to guide the public, no longer like a newcomer to see that the city gate is close at hand, but can not enter the city; the two uncles in the original family My aunt has nothing to do with her anymore, she is not afraid of being held in hand, and later being sold to a foreign mansion or using her to make money.

She is a free citizen, no one can forcibly intervene in her life!

"So happy!" The more I thought about it, the happier Ayao thought about her future, but later she said her heartfelt words. "With the household registration, I will learn the cooking skills with Master Mochizuki, and when I grow up, I will make money and buy a house. Live in one room, rent one out, maybe buy another paddy field? It's best to find a child-care husband to raise up, have a good food and clothing, and have a happy family. Thinking about it, I feel great!"

"What did you say in the last sentence?" Pei Shuo had listened to A Yao's words and was happy for her, but when he heard her last words, his smile broke.

There was thunder in the clear sky, and with a bang, the colorful and bright world suddenly sank into darkness after the thunder.

A Yao actually wants to raise... a child husband?

Thinking that the noodles, meat, porridge and sugar made for him will not be shaken, and that countless good dishes will fall into a small mouth, he may unscrupulously instruct A Yao, he will hold A Yao and pinch her face, and wait until she grows up. Will do shy things.

Good cabbage has been swept away by pigs!

Pei Shuo was furious.

Ah, why did you tell what was in my heart? A Yao shook her head into a rattle, "No, you got it wrong."

Pei Shuo approached A Yao and blocked her in the corner, "What kind of child husband do you plan to find? Would you like me to introduce you to Mochizuki, or mention it with Mochizuki and let her pay attention to you, huh?"

"Don't!" Pei Shuo approached, her handsome face got closer and closer, Ayao suffocated, she didn't dare to breathe, waved her hand and smiled, "I was laughing, let's go home, Master Mochizuki got a few cans this morning. Buffalo milk, give me and the bird’s nest one person and one can. I will make you double skin milk to celebrate my freedom from the sea of ​​suffering!"

This figure is fleeing.

She blushed just now, the roots of her ears are red, and the fluff on them can be seen. I really want to pinch her ears.

Pei Shuo paced slowly to keep up.

Ayao felt that her face was burning badly, and she didn't know if it was red into shrimp. She dared not see anyone, she bowed her head and rushed into the kitchen, rolled up her sleeves and burned the firewood.

First boil water, wash the small iron pot and use it as a milk pot.

The buffalo milk is said to have been squeezed before dawn, and it was transported from the farm in cans when it was squeezed down with froth floating.

Boil the buffalo over water until it boils and tumbling, stir and scoop up with a long spoon to make it silky white.

The buffalo milk has a lot of fat content, and light yellow oil can be faintly seen in the pot, and the milk skin can be condensed only if there is more oil. Scoop it into four small bowls while it's hot, and wait until the hot mist no longer floats on the surface of the milk, and a thick layer of milk on the surface of the bowl. She shook the small bowl gently, and the milk under the trembling milk skin did not overflow. This has been more than half of the success. The chopsticks poke two holes on the left and right sides of the milk skin, pour out the milk, and the milk skin collapses like a deflating balloon and sticks to the bottom of the bowl.

The egg is cracked, the egg white is separated, the egg white is added to the milk and constantly stirred, sprinkled with white icing sugar, the icing falls into the milk like water into the sea and quickly disappears.

Pour the egg white milk into a bowl with milk skin, and put the four small bowls on the bamboo cage to steam.

When Pei Shuo chased to the kitchen, she saw A Yao carrying a long spoon to scoop up the milk and pour it into the bowl. The milk was poured along the edge of the bowl, lifting the milk skin again. Focusing on the food she cooked, even when he appeared in the kitchen to silently take the firewood to burn the firewood, he didn’t notice it, and he didn’t even take a look at it. But such a serious Ayao is another kind of cuteness. Her cheeks are flushed. It hasn't faded, like an apple or a glutinous rice ball, soft, I want to poke.

The temperature in the kitchen gradually rose, especially Pei Shuo, who was sitting on the side of the stove and adding firewood, his face was hot and sweat was gradually drying out on his forehead.

A quarter of an hour later, A Yao lifted the lid of the pot, steaming mist filled.

The white mist dissipated as if showing the true face of Mount Lu, the buffalo milk in the bamboo cage had undergone earth-shaking changes, like tofu, but just a quarter of an hour ago it was clearly still a bowl of milk juice!

"What kind of flavour do you like? The red beans seem to be too sweet...Should I sprinkle some pine nuts?" To be continued. Please browse for a better reading experience.