The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Xiao Ruiyuan looked at Mo Yan with an expressionless face and said nothing. Zhen'er hurriedly shook his head at the elder sister, but there was excitement hidden on his little face.

What's so weird? Mo Yan muttered to himself, knowing that he couldn't get anything out of the question, so he didn't bother to ask.

After Mo Yan finished feeding the cows and horses and left with the bucket, the two black heads came together again...

On this day, Xiao Ruiyuan stayed at Mo's house for a long time. It was not until night fell that he had dinner at Mo's house, then he endured the reluctance in his heart and rode away, looking back at each step.

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I don’t know if half of the worries in my heart were gone. When Mo Yan went to bed at night, he had no dreams all night, and it was rare for him to have a good sleep. When I got up the next day, I looked much better than the day before.

Mo Yan thought it was a coincidence, but it remained the same for the next few days, and her complexion became better and better. This surprised her and made her more and more certain that those nightmares contained warnings.

Seeing that Mo Yan recovered within a few days, the family was relieved. Xin'er and Zhen'er also urged her to visit their father.

Mo Yan's face was not good before, which made Mo Qingze worried, so he asked Li Zhong to take the two little ones to visit her. Now that she is getting better, she really has to go and see her, and this time she will bring the fruit wine she made. Now that the weather is getting colder, drinking a cup before going to bed every day can not only warm the body, but also promote sleep.

The vegetables planted in the backyard have already grown, and there are only a few seasonal vegetables such as greens, radishes and garlic sprouts. Mo Yan picked some and threw them into the space to feed the chickens, and replaced the ones grown in the space.

When I got to the street, I took out two slaughtered chickens from the space, and bought two pieces of soft tofu, pork, pork ribs and pig offal.

Now that the temperature is not high, these meats can be kept for two or three days after being marinated and hung in a ventilated place. The braised pork meat can be kept for longer. When the time comes, stir-fry a few garlic or chili peppers and it will be delicious.

At noon, when Mo Qingze and Han Zhiyun came back, the food was already ready.

"I'm having another delicious meal today. I wonder what delicious food will be available this time." Han Zhiyun was even more excited than Mo Qingze when he smelled the aroma wafting from the room.

Ever since he tasted Mo Yan's cooking for the first time, he couldn't forget it, and he hated the food in the academy cafeteria. He just wished he could rent a big house for the Mo family and let Mo Yan live here.

Knowing that Han Zhiyun, a big eater, would come, Mo Yan specially cooked two more dishes. When the food was served, he took out a small jar of fruit wine and placed it on the table.

Han Zhiyun took a look and said quickly: "Girl Yan, you have classes in the afternoon, but you can't drink."

"Don't worry, Uncle Han. This wine is not intoxicating. It's okay to just drink one glass. You'll know after you taste it."

When Han Zhiyun heard this, he didn't say anything anymore, but he was just curious about what kind of wine was not intoxicating.

When Mo Yan took off the mud plug and poured the light yellow pear wine into the cup, the rich aroma of pear mixed with the faint aroma of wine overflowed into his nose. Han Zhiyun was the first to hold it back and took a sip.

After tasting it carefully, his eyes lit up at the end and he laughed and said: "Good wine, good wine, sweet in the mouth, mellow in the throat, not warm and not dry, just right."

Then, he drank a full glass of pear wine in one gulp, smacking his tongue after the aftertaste.

Seeing this, Mo Qingze also picked up the wine glass in front of him and took a sip. He also liked it.

Hearing their compliments, Mo Yan smiled. I was originally worried that they would think the pear wine was not strong enough and would not be manly enough, but I didn't expect that they all liked it.

The two of them couldn't believe it when they learned that this wine was brewed by Mo Yan himself or made from pears.