Chapter 137: Concubine
Mai Xiang nestled the fire in her belly, kicked the wicker under her feet, and said angrily, "Aren't I telling the truth? Can it be that behind closed doors, can it be treated as if it never happened? Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info still expect to educate children well, but refuse to face the facts. Bar muttered, "Take the university exam, do you really think the university is so easy to get into?" Besides, if you are admitted, can you hide the past? I can't figure out such a simple truth. ”
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Nian Juying walked towards her home with heavy steps, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became, one was like this, and the other was like this, "My daughter is an old man who will never marry someone in her life, nor will she marry a second marriage, and she will be a stepmother when she enters the door." I'm really. ”
After entering the house, Ju Ying looked at her daughter who was busy cooking, and immediately said, "Yaoyao, if you really resume the college entrance examination as your father said, you must be admitted to show those people who look down on people with dog eyes." ”
Hua Junyao, who was sitting in front of the stove, got up when she heard this, looked at her with clear eyes and said, "Mother, what's wrong? Who made you angry." ”
"It's not your ...... yet. When the words came to her lips, Nian Juying paused and said, "It's not that your Aunt Maixiang said that you have a thin foundation, and you may not be able to get into the university." I was so angry that I got into an argument with her. ”
Hua Junyao's deep black eyes crossed a faint light when she heard this, "Mother, I promise to be admitted to the university and let you show off in the village." “
"Go, is that for me? that's for yourself. Nian Juying poked her chest with her index finger and said, "We must fight for our whole family, and we can't let people look down on it." ”
"Yes! Promise Chairman Mao! Promise to complete the task. Hua Junyao saluted and said playfully.
"It's not that my mother forced you, you have to work hard for your future. Nian Juying sighed in a deep nasal voice.
Hua Junyao heard the noise in the pot too loud, she jumped up and said, "Oops! "It's almost dry when I lift the lid of the pot.
"It's over, it's over, there's only these porridges left, it's not enough to drink at all, your father should scold us losers. Nian Juying looked at Hua Junyao and said worriedly.
"Fortunately, it's millet porridge, look at me, let's make pot porridge. Hua Junyao immediately made a decision and suppressed the fire first.
The fire is melting, and the earthen pot is firewood. Although the fireworks are a bit choking, they are not as annoying as the smog of later cities.
Fortunately, just after the pot was dried, the dry small rice pot was scooped down with a strainer and scooped out to the garden bamboo basket, and after the rice soup was all filtered out, the filtered rice was evenly picked up into another clean iron pot with chopsticks, and the highest level of cooking began - stewed pot.
This is the link that best reflects the quality of the chef. The stewed pot is exquisite, most of them are mastered by the chef himself, the heat is particularly critical, the pot is stewed with less fire is not fragrant, more than a fire is scorched, only the heat is moderate, crisp but not shady, golden color, fragrant, even without any dishes can eat a big bowl. The rice that comes out, whether it is rice soup or pot porridge, has a mellow taste, a gentle taste, and the pot is even more crispy and delicious.
As he spoke, he had already smelled the fragrance of small rice, and after cooling slightly, they added the rice to the bowl, and there was a round pot left at the bottom of the pot, covered with the lid, baked by the remaining fire, and heard the sound of the pot in the big iron pot frying, and then poured in the thick golden rice oil, added some water, added a handful of dry cotton stalks, boiled the thick soup in the pot, chopped the rice pot with a spatula, simmered for ten minutes, and the pot porridge was ready, and it could be freshly cooked!
Eating self-grown cold vegetables, scooping a bowl of pot porridge, thick, sticky, smelling fragrant, sipping a bite, biting a pit, making people's teeth and cheeks fragrant, irreplaceable farmhouse taste is drunk into this thick porridge.
The child bites crunchy and shouts delicious.
Hua honestly didn't say anything, but ate two bowls in a row, which shows that he likes it.
Everyone likes the pot, but the food is short, who is willing to do this.
Nian Juying let out a sigh of relief, glanced at Hua Junyao, and passed the test smoothly.
After the meal, Nian Juying urged Hua Junyao to take the books and hurry to the next door to class.
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Who am I working hard for, who is busy with me, Mai Xiang suffered a stomach of grievances and went home to complain to Hua Laofu, but she didn't expect to be scolded by someone who was split on her head and covered her face.
"You old lady of a ruined family, you don't discuss such a big matter with us, just make your own decisions, who gives you the right. Ahh "Don't say that this is across the house, that's your own child, and you shouldn't take the lead in marriage by yourself! When we are dead! ”
Mai Xiang timidly looked at the old man and shrunk his neck and said, "I just mentioned it on my lips, and I didn't promise the matchmaker anything? I'm angry brother and sister, how can I say that it's also her sister-in-law! How can I point to my nose and scold." ”
"It's light to scold you, and if it's not a relative, I'll call you with a broom. Hua Lao Fu said angrily.
"My heavens, I don't live anymore, and I'm not also for Yaoyao's good. Mai Xiang patted her thighs and sang in an elongated voice.
"Alright, put away your style. Hua Lao Fu said with a gloomy face, "Go and apologize to my younger brother and sister." ”
"You told me to bow my head and admit my mistakes, I'm her sister-in-law! Mai Xiang pointed to himself and said, "I'm not going! I'm not wrong, but what are the facts? No matter how you hide it, you can't hide it." ”
"The blisters on your feet came out by yourself, and you also know that you are a sister-in-law, and you don't look like an eldest sister-in-law, and you still expect your younger siblings to respect you. Hua Laofu patted his face and said, "This face was earned by yourself." ”
"Are you going?" said Hua Laofu as he tugged at her with his hand.
"I'm not going, your brother and sister are doing everything right, she just asked you to eat cow dung, and you also said it was fragrant. Mai Xiang's mouth was unabashed, "It's because of you that my younger brother and sister look down on me." ”
The old couple were arguing in the room, Hua Jianguo stood alone in the yard, and it was not easy to go in and mingle, but fortunately, the children went to Mr. Li to read.
"Say, are you going?" said Hua Lao with a slap on the kang table.
Mai Xiang raised her eyes to look at Hua Laofu, whose face was as black as the bottom of the pot, and couldn't help but say, "Go, can't I go?" Don't be angry. Rubbed to the edge of the kang, pulled on his shoes, and went to Hua Laoshi's house under Hua Laofu's gaze.
Mai Xiang stood outside the gate, poking her head out to look into the small courtyard, Nian Juying raised her eyes and saw her, pretended not to see it, and continued to weave bast shoes.
Mai Xiang cheekily crossed the threshold and walked in, "Are you knitting shoes?" moved a small bench and sat down next to Nian Juying, "I also know that I spoke a little too much just now, and I was also in a hurry, I just didn't speak well......"
"Don't quibble, it's you who have a bad heart. Nian Juying said without any emotion.
Mai Xiang looked at her incredulously with her mouth wide open, "Why did you say such ugly words. (To be continued.) )