Mu Mu only replied with two words: You guess.

In fact, her mood at this time was more complicated, she didn't know how to say it, and she didn't say much when she didn't know how to express it.

At this time, Qin Jifan didn't say much, just let her rest well, and then talk about it when we met.

Mu Mu didn't continue, put his phone aside, turned off the light, and went to sleep.

When she woke up, it was already around 9 o'clock in the morning, and according to the past, Ye Minghong would let her get up early to help the family with housework, but when she went to college, she didn't seem to have so many requirements for her.

After all, now that they have grown up, they were still minors before, and they are not very good at doing many things, but now that they are adults, they have taught everything that should be taught, and then it depends on whether Mu Mu is willing to do it. What's more, it's hard to get home and get a good night's sleep.

When Mu Mu got up, he opened the door and smelled the smell of bacon and the smell of rice wine.

In rural areas, rice is the main meal for almost three meals a day, so you need to stir-fry a few side dishes.

Today is the thirtieth day of the Chinese New Year's Eve, Mu Mu went down to the first floor, and what he saw was a few pieces of blood paper on the ground, which were used for sacrifice.

Kill a big rooster, blood drips from the papyrus, and when it is dry, prepare for the sacrifice.

Mu Mu saw that there was no one in the hall, and there was a smell of blood, and the chicken blood on the paper was almost dry, and it was estimated that the family had gone to clean up the chicken feathers.

I walked to the door and looked at it, but I didn't see anyone.

walked to the kitchen, looked around, and saw Mu Daorong at the back door of the kitchen, squatting and scalding chicken feathers.

In order to easily pluck the chicken, the water is generally boiled, poured on a large basin, and then the killed chicken is scalded for a while.

While gently plucking the chicken feathers, Mu Daorong turned the direction of the chicken, trying to burn each position.

"Abba, do you need help?" asked Mu Mu.

"No, steamed eggs mixed with rice wine, and food, you eat first!" said Tomb Daorong.

"Have you eaten?" asked Mu Mu.

"We ate. In the morning, I saw that you hadn't gotten up yet, so I left all the food for you. Eat first in the morning, and at noon, have a good meal. ”

Mu Daorong treats his daughter as a princess, and helps her prepare everything.

"Hmm!" Mu Mu brushed his teeth first, then took a red plastic basin, walked to the stove, took a spoon, and poured the hot water in the back pot.

I put it on a wooden shelf and washed my face.

After hanging up the towel, I walked over to the small stove and opened the lid of the medium-sized aluminum pot.

This small pot is usually used for steaming rice, stewing, and making soup.

I opened the aluminum lid, it was steaming, and I saw the steamed egg mixed with rice wine. There is also a smell of alcohol, followed by spicy sausages, duck, etc.

Preserved duck is a local specialty, which can be combined with the roast duck in Beijing. In the local customs, it is customary to fry the duck and peas and beans together, add some shredded garlic, dried chilies, and drizzle some homemade pepper oil. It's very exciting to eat.

Mu Mu likes to eat this dish very much, because Mu Daorong once worked in the local duck factory and learned how to make the duck, so the duck he made is very fragrant. Mu Mu never gets tired of eating. The duck has less fat, and even if there is, it is disposed of during the production process.

Stir-fried with fresh peas and rice and some seasonings, it's mouth-watering, and it's much more delicious than the sauce beef in the supermarket.

Mu Mu hadn't eaten the fragrant rice at home for a long time, and when he saw the rice at home, he couldn't help but pick up a small bowl and hold a little.

The rice at home is all cultivated by Mu Daorong himself, and now everyone does not worry about eating, so the rice planted is planted for taste.

Mu Mu took a bite of the rice at home, and felt that he didn't need any dishes, which was better than the rice in a five-star hotel.

I saw the duck fried peas and beans in front of me, I ate one bowl, and I wanted to eat the second bowl.

But there was also a bowl of steamed eggs mixed with rice wine in front of me, and in order to control the long meat, I still held back, only ate a bowl of rice, and then ate eggnog.

The eggs are native eggs and taste a bit tough. Anyway, it won't be like the eggs sold in the market, a smell of feed.

"Abba, is this egg from my aunt?"

"What we have at home, specially reserved for you to eat. We raised a few old hens and laid some eggs. ”

"The eggs in this house are much better than those in the school. ”

"The eggs sold outside are all artificially bred and fed, where is the rural stocking. ”

"Definitely. ”

......

After Mu Mu ate it, he washed the dishes and chopsticks.

Mu Daorong didn't let her work, so Mu Mu ran to the room, picked up her mobile phone, and dialed Cao Meixuan's number.

On the phone, the main thing is about the living situation at home.

She hung up the phone, and Qin Jifan sent a text message: Do you have time to come over for a reunion dinner today?

Mu Mu saw this text message and thought for a moment, because she thought about having a long-term love.

Seeing the situation at home, as well as the dedication of her parents to her, it is estimated that it is a bit impossible to be with Qin Jifan, maybe she can only be a friend in this life.

Thinking of the team's trust in her, she still replied: I'll take a look at the situation at home first, and I'll get back to you later.

Mu Mu changed into a gray down jacket, plain, Ou Han board, and wore it on her, becoming much taller.

Tie the black knitted fabric scarf, walked downstairs, walked to the back of the kitchen, and tentatively asked Mu Daorong: Abba, I'll go to the street to see my high school classmates.

Mu Daorong didn't stop it, he heard her say it last night, but said: "Or I'll take you on a motorcycle." ”

"I'd better take the bus. It's a cold day, and you're also working hard. ”

"I guess your cousin will go too, do you want to go with him?"

"Okay. I'll give him a call first. Mu Mu walked out of the kitchen, came to the gate, and looked at Zeng Jun's house opposite.

I just saw his car driving towards Mu Mu, and after a minute or two, Zeng Jun parked the car in front of her house and opened the window.

Zeng Jun said loudly: "Aren't you going to the street?

They are accustomed to going to the city as if they were going to the streets, and sometimes they even say that they are going to the market, and the city is seven or eight kilometers away from here.

"Go. Mu Mu replied loudly.

At this time, Mu Daorong also walked out of the kitchen, saw Mu Mu sitting in Zeng Jun's car, smiled at them, and instructed: "You guys come back early for dinner." ”

"We'll see when the time comes. I went to the street to find a friend, and I guess I won't be back until later. "Zeng Jun came home and rarely stayed at home.

Playing cards at a friend's house in the neighborhood all day long.

Mu Mu also said: "Come back for dinner in the evening." ”

Mu Daorong didn't say anything, knowing that young people nowadays like to be lively, and the shops in the city are open for the New Year.

can only cater to their ideas, and see that Zeng Jun took Mu Mu to the city.

On the way to the New Year, there are a lot of cars, and occasionally there is a little traffic jam, which makes people anxious.