Space Farming: The villain's elder brother is a madman who loves his sister

Chapter 30 30. Braised Pork

Brother Ge persuaded his sister-in-law Wang Mei to remarry, and Aunt Wang also persuaded her to remarry, but she would rather die than agree.

Aunt Wang and Brother Ge were very grateful to Wang Mei, and the family of three lived happily.

Fengjiu has been to Mrs. Wang's house and likes the warm atmosphere of his house.

"How can I get food for free, aunt?"

Aunt Wang said she didn’t want anything.

It's not easy for these children, and Xiaojiu is finally sober. How can she take advantage?

"Auntie, just take it! I'll teach you how to make it when you taste it when you go back. It's noon, so go back and eat!"

Fengjiu pushed Aunt Wang out of the house.

Aunt Wang had helped their family so much in the past, so giving her some meat was nothing.

"Okay, okay! Then you're welcome, auntie! Xiaojiu! Waiting to go to auntie's house for dinner."

Aunt Wang smiled and walked away holding the meat.

This meat is really delicious!

Fengjiu went back to the kitchen to prepare lunch. A group of people in the yard were still waiting to be fed!

"Let's have a braised pork feast today!"

Fengjiu sliced ​​the braised pork into pieces and put them on the plate.

A feast of liver, heart and tripe, plus a few stir-fried wild vegetables, and a simple table of noodles is ready.

"Brother, it's time to eat!"

The space in the room was too small, so Fengjiu simply placed the banquet under the tree in the courtyard.

There is a large open space in the courtyard. It rained last night and it is not too hot today, so the temperature is comfortable.

"Oh! I can't help but want to eat it!"

"This is so delicious! Xiaojiu's craftsmanship is pretty good!"

"What is this? It smells so good!"

Feng Baiqi and others sat down, looking at the dishes on the table they all wanted to eat to their heart's content.

"This is braised pork, the braised pork made from Ganxindu. Everyone is tired after working all morning. Let's eat quickly!"

Feng Jiu said hello and went to the east wing with another dish.

The eldest brother and the third brother greeted her outside, so she went to eat with the second brother.

She didn't make braised meat from the wild boar's four hooves, so she planned to keep them to make soup and feed her three brothers.

"Second brother, I'll accompany you to dinner."

Feng Jiu arrived at the east wing with a smile on her face.

The man sitting by the window is as cold as snow, his hair is meticulously combed, and he is dressed in white. He is a handsome man and is as bright as the moon.

Feng Yuchen put down the book in her hand and said, "Jiu'er is here. Are you tired? Come here."

The voice is gentle and sweet.

Feng Jiu put down her food and sat down next to Feng Yuchen.

"Second brother." Fengjiu called sweetly.

Fengjiu has a fat body but a sweet voice.

At first, Fengjiu herself was a little uncomfortable with this voice.

A sweet milky voice is the standard feature of a cute lolita, but with my body type, this voice is a bit out of place.

Feng Jiu secretly despised herself thousands of times. She was obviously a tomboy, but her voice was too ridiculous!

She still can't adapt to this kind of lolita sound.

"Are you tired, Jiu'er? Wipe your sweat."

Feng Yuchen took out a handkerchief and gently wiped Feng Jiu's sweat.

Facing Feng Jiu's big face, Feng Yuchen also smiled very gently.

The corners of Feng Jiu's eyes twitched. She really didn't know how her second brother could smile so tenderly in front of her Shura face.

It seems that the second brother has seen too few women and is waiting for the second brother to see more other beautiful women to save him from always being angry at her.

She is easily seduced by beautiful men!

Although the second brother is not a handsome man yet, he still has his own irresistible charm.

"I'm not hot anymore! Let's eat quickly." Feng Jiu shuddered. Such a skill in flirting with girls is perfect!

This kid will definitely be a master at flirting with girls when he grows up.

She must introduce more girlfriends to her three brothers so that they can get married as soon as possible!

"Okay, let's eat." Feng Yuchen raised the corners of her mouth slightly and seemed to be in a good mood.

Feng Jiu didn't think much about it. In her heart, career was the most important thing.

Besides, she couldn't afford such a perfect man.

She didn't want to ruin the future of the three of them because of her.

"Second brother, this is the braised pork I made, please try it quickly."

Feng Jiu pointed at the meat in the bowl.

She doesn't like eating meat and only eats the green vegetables on the side.

"It's delicious." Feng Yuchen had a large bowl of white rice and a bowl of braised pork.

I haven't eaten so full in years.

"Second brother likes to eat, I will make it later."

After finishing her meal, Feng Jiu put away the dishes and went to the kitchen.

A group of people in the courtyard devoured their food as if they had not eaten for hundreds of years.

The table was in a mess, as if it had been robbed.

When I first heard that braised pork is made from liver, heart and tripe, I was afraid to eat it.

It was Feng Baiqi who trusted his little sister and was the first to eat braised pork.

After taking this bite, I didn’t even stop using my chopsticks.

"Oh! It's so delicious! My little sister's cooking is so good."

Feng Danqing gave a thumbs up to her little sister.

I never thought pig intestines could be so delicious?

"You can eat as long as you like." Feng Jiu cleared the table and let them chat, then went to the east wing again.

She has not yet written the medicinal recipe she promised Yonghelou.

"Second brother, can you write some recipes for medicinal meals for me?"

Feng Jiu blinked and looked at her second brother flatteringly.

She couldn't write the words here, and she didn't know them either, so she had no choice but to ask her knowledgeable second brother.

"Jiu'er, you didn't listen when I taught you how to read before. Now you're blind, right?"

"Does Jiu'er not know how to read in another world?"

Feng Yuchen was very curious. It was obvious that Jiu'er was now smart and capable. He spoke in a consistent manner and did not look like he was illiterate.

"My previous acquaintance! The characters there are different from the characters here, so I don't recognize the characters here."

Feng Jiu lay on the table dejectedly, playing with a brush with a look of despair on her face.

The characters here are different from the ancient characters she studied. The oracle bone inscriptions and seal characters are all different from those here.

"Xiaojiu can write about that world, and second brother can follow suit, okay?"

Feng Yuchen wanted to know more about her, and even more about her life in another world.

"Okay!" Feng Jiu picked up the brush and thought for a while, and the delicate regular script appeared on the papyrus paper.

'Everyone in the world knows that what is beautiful is beautiful, but it is evil; everyone knows that what is good is good, but what is bad is not good.'

‘Existence and non-existence arise from each other, difficulty and ease complement each other, long and short complement each other, high and low are inclining to each other, loud sounds harmonize with each other, front and rear follow each other, and it is eternal.’

"This is why the sage does nothing, does nothing but teaches. Everything is inexhaustible, born but not existing, done but not maintained, accomplished but not lived. The man only lives but cannot live, so he will not go away."

Feng Jiu read and wrote at the same time, and wrote a section of the Tao Te Ching. It had been a long time since she had written so many words, and she was using a brush, so her wrists were numb.

"Second brother, these are the words of that world, this is just one of them."

Fengjiu is written in traditional Chinese characters, so the font is particularly complicated.

"Good words! Second brother understands the meaning of what Jiu'er wrote."

Feng Yuchen picked up the straw paper and looked at it, and couldn't help but sigh at the words she wrote.

Such calligraphy does not take ten or eight years of hard work, and it is impossible to write such neat handwriting.

Although he didn't recognize the words on it, it was pleasing to the eye.

(End of chapter)