Take a Husband for Farming

Think of my sister in two years, wearing hot clothes, wearing a silver "five blessings" on her body, you can hear her feet ringing wherever you go, and think that the bright red sister is very cute .

"Brother, it's okay. Anyway, we are growing now. Look, the clothes we made before were a little short. Now these days are idle. I think I will give them to me from Minger. My elder brother will make some spring clothes and make a joke when he gets it. "

Hibiscus had been used to hard times before, and he did n’t have high requirements for his clothes, but his sister was tired. “You do n’t have to stay at home every day. You can go to the village more often when you have time. Little girl of different age. "

Mu Rouzang smiled and didn't squeak, telling her an adult dressed in childishness to play with those real little farts, can they have a common language?

The days when the uncle of the Mu Family was not troubled really lived comfortably. On this day, a snow carriage came to the Mu Roosang family, and they came all the way from the village east entrance at noon. It is rare to see in the dull winter day. Something new, this carriage was followed by a lot of children, and even Qin Taohua, who had always tried to embroider and change sesame sugar, was crowded among the children.

Mu Rou Sang's everlasting courtyard door slammed in this silent snowy day. Mu Rou Sang had just cooked and fed pigs and watched half-large pigs happily eating pig food. : Eat quickly, eat quickly, eat quickly and grow up to sell to butchers for cash.

The sound of the courtyard door shook the thick snow accumulated on the courtyard wall, and the wooden eyebrows were twisted. Whoever knocked so hard was obviously not the same person who knocked on the door earlier.

Yang Zixuan clenched his cloak, and he was so greeted that Xiao Tong took out some of the cakes from the car and scattered them to the children who were watching. He stood by the yard door and shouted, "Sang girl, open the door to Grandpa, Grandpa looks at your house. The door is not sturdy! "

Mu Rou Sang stretched out his hand to stroke his forehead. Isn't this the rich young master who loves to provoke her? If she doesn't say a word when she looks at the stand, the gate of her house will really be smashed by him.

"Come, come! Kick my door again to be broken." Mu Rouzang drummed his cheeks to the gate of the courtyard.

Yang Zixuan heard the familiar crisp childish voice, and her heart was moving. In his eyes, it was the Jinshan Yinshan that could move. "Open the door quickly. You want to freeze him. You ca n’t see him. dare!"

Book boy Xiaotong rolled his eyes helplessly beside the carriage. He must learn to be calm and calm. When his young master touched the little girl, he was like a chicken ...

Yang Zixuan's black eyes twinkled with a little starlight. It has been a long time since I saw the tender meatballs, I miss the smooth feel of pinching her small face.

Hearing the sound coming from the yard, he gave Xiaotong a wink, and Xiaotong immediately went to the window of the car and said to the two servant women sitting on the car, "The two sisters have worked hard all the way, and it's cold outside I was panicked if my sisters were willing to come down, but I was afraid that these vulgar villagers would hit the two sisters. "

A young woman opened the curtain and looked at the muddy brick courtyard, disdainful, and said, "No, Xiaotong, wait for us to pour some tea over the road, eating candied fruit and smelting melon seeds all the way The mouth is strange. "

Xiaotong lowered her eyelids to cover the dissatisfaction in her eyes, and her voice sounded flattering, "The two sisters said so, and the younger ones will bring tea to them later."

If the two were sent by his wife himself, Xiao Tong would not be so careful, and look at his self-pretentious waywardness. If you want to come to the wife, you know that the three young masters from the waiting house are unreasonable. I love people mixed with muddy legs in the countryside.

"Well, the three masters previously studied the scholarship of the uncle in our house, and now they learn the domineering arrogance of our second grandfather, and do not look at them, but the two are stunned, what is he, an unremarkable **** without an aunt That's it. "

Xiaotong, who was standing outside the car, tightened his eyes and turned away without a word.

Mu Rouzang quickly opened the door. She accidentally saw the curtain shaking just now. It seemed that a jade hand retracted very quickly. Her red eyebrows were narrow and her eyes were full of question marks!

Yang Zixuan was surprised that this little girl was too refined. Did she look away last time?

She gave her an advanced look and said, regardless of whether she saw it or not, deliberately shivering like a little puppet and said to the door, "Little girl, why is there such a big smell in your family? Ye said, if your life is getting better, please ask someone to help you clean it up. The smell is so bad.

Sure enough, the voice of the previous young woman came from the carriage again, "Xiaotong, you don't have to be busy, my sister and I are not thirsty at this moment, and you don't hurry in to serve the good young master."

Xiao Tong couldn't wait to go to his young master. Yang Zixuan watched him carry a large package. Then he pulled Mu Rouzang into the room. "Little girl, thanks to Grandpa last time, your donkey Seeing it looks a lot fatter, yo, and raising a lot of chickens, Ye sees that it is a lot more fat than last time, go and get a whole one, Ye goes up and down with snow and goose feathers, but slobbers Did not drink. "

Mu Rouzang didn't know what he was playing, anyway, there was no shortage of the chicken at home, and Xiaotong was asked to help her catch a quiet one to go to the stove to feed him.

Just after the rice was cooked, Yang Zixuan standing on the steps got sick again. "Little girl, remember to make it delicious, it's been a long time since I ate the chicken!"

Yang Zixuan's words were true. When he returned to Hou Fu, he didn't dare to eat. The wife watched him grow older and more spiritual than in previous years. She never missed the chance to kill him. One person can take away some of the property. Therefore, Yang Zixuan was very cautious when he was on thin ice when he was in the Hou government. He could only eat popular steamed buns.

Mu Rou Sang is not clear about him. He only knows that Yang Zixuan is a rich man. He is probably curious about life in the countryside before he misses it!

Listening to his arrogant voice, Mu Rouzang rolled his eyes while plucking chicken feathers. Instead, she still served the grandfather and hurriedly took him to the carriage, and then his house would be demolished by him.

Yang Zixuan glanced around the room. Except for a few more pigs, the chicken was fattened a lot, and other things did not change. It fell into the eyes of a man who could tolerate it so much. Intriguing.

He leaned in front of the side door and leaned his arms on his chest in front of the side door. "Little girl, I haven't seen your fat pig become a pig in a few months. Grandpa just counted it, it seems like a lot more!"

Mu Rouzang nodded when he heard the words, "Sell the fat pigs for the piglets."

Yang Zixuan remembered the results of the investigation. It is difficult to imagine that a small pair of little siblings passed smoothly after the death. He still had a foothold with his help. Compared to these two siblings, he was proud of himself this year. The entry is now boring.

Seeing Mu Rouzang throwing the unhaired chicken on the chopping board, "Little girl, do you have anything else except the last time?"

Mu Rouzang gave him a glance, this guy did not bully the psychological burden of child labor at all, but took it for granted.

"Yes, but it takes longer, aren't you hungry?"

Yang Zixuan looked inside the potty house, his raised feet retracted again, and continued to lean on the door to chat with her. "Yeah, I ’m not hungry, you make it slowly. In fact, after eating your chicken last time, he went back and followed it. Fangzi also made it a few times, but that smell wasn't right. The grandfather kept panicking. The grandfather hurried to your house this time.

Mu Rou Sang pouted and smiled. The white chopped chicken is also called the ground chicken. It has to be raised freely. The chicken feet can taste the meat powerfully. Generally, the domestic meat is much looser.

"Of course it's different. The chickens in my house are not only well-done or free-range. Today I will make another dish for you."

For food, Mu Rou Sang has always been very generous. It happened to be yesterday that I came back from the county seat to buy a lot of raw salt, a kind of coarse grains. After she drained the chicken and cooked the rice, she used rice wine ginger. The foamed juice touched the chicken, and then stuffed the chicken belly with spices such as spring onion and star anise, and marinated on the chopping board for a while.

Then I got up and poured some coarse salt into the wok. Yang Zixuan was curious about what she was doing. "Little girl, shouldn't you let Grandpa eat salt and eat at noon, hey!"

Mu Rouzang ignored his joke and continued to stir-fry the coarse salt. Only when the salt was fried, then he wrapped the chicken with dried lotus leaves and buried it in the coarse salt, and simmered slowly over a small fire.

After a while, the smell of chicken came out of the pot, Yang Zixuan sniffed, "Little girl, what kind of dish do you cook, really fragrant!"

It seems that this little girl has no secrets! Every time he digs something out of her, he feels very fulfilled. This little girl is a baby.

Mu Rou Sang didn't have as much as he thought. The coarse salt bought yesterday was intended to be used to make this dish. In previous lives, I only knew how to do it.

I have n’t eaten it for a long time, it ’s even more fragrant than the white chopped chicken. Mu Rou Sang swallowed and her face was a little red. Ha, she could n’t help herself.

Yang Zixuan invited Xiao Tong to help put the rice on the table. Mu Rou Sang had been working so long for a long time.

Yang Zixuan was surprised at the sweetness and sweetness of the chicken. "Little girl, grandpa looks at the taste of this chicken, you can wait for a while ..."

Mu Rouzang quickly grabbed a piece of fat from under his chopsticks. "I have already written it and I will give it to you!" She will not be fooled. Last time this guy came over and tricked her into writing the menu. Son, wait until she looks back, there is only one chicken head left on the vegetable plate, one chicken buttocks and two chicken feet, neatly arranged, as if waiting for her to go to Linxing.

Yang Zixuan laughed at the corner of his mouth, not even he found that there was always a trace of tenderness in the eyes of his always cold eyes.

Of course, this chicken also left a copy for Xiaotong. As for the two women sitting outside on the yard waiting for Yang Zixuan, none of them remembered.

Mu Rou Sang is no longer relevant and has been hung up. Although Yang Zixuan is a serious master, no matter how hard he is, he won't go to please two subordinates, and Xiao Tong still remembers the two of them picking each other along the way. It is even more impossible to think of them with delicious food.

As a result, the two were frozen in a carriage, but the three of them ate their belly in a warm and cozy room.

When Yang Zixuan finished eating the last chopsticks chicken, he reluctantly put down the chopsticks, and looked at the wooden soft mulberry opposite him, rounded pink face, fluttering big eyes, long eyelashes like butterflies The wings flapped slightly.

Shui Runpin ’s pink mouth was full of oil, which not only made her more attractive and cute, but Yang Zixuan really wanted to take back this little cook who could cook.

Holding back the tangle in his heart, he beckoned to lift Xiaotong. Xiaotong looked at his grandfather and thought it was the purpose of coming here today. He put the parcel on the chair and handed it to Mu Rou mulberry.

"What are you doing?" Mu Rouzang looked at the blue broken flower wrapped in front of him.

"Stupid, haven't you seen the New Year? Grandpa and you are half acquaintances. How can you lose this gift and you must not be laughed at and lose Grandpa's worth."

Mu Rou Sang rolled his eyes in the dark. Does this awkward Ao Jiao man have to use such a twist to give a year-end gift?

Yang Zixuan gave Xiaotong a wink, and he knew very well that he wanted to display the gift he had prepared for Mu Rouzang. The last time she took her menu item, his store has been very hot since it opened. She prepared some gifts.

Mu Rouzang saw what Xiao Tong took out. One was a golden lock of Ruyi strung with red strings, and there were more than a dozen elegant silk flowers next to it. of.