"Chunhua, how old are you?" asked Yan Ying with a smile. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Chunhua hurriedly bowed, "Back to the nobles, the folk girl is 18 years old this year." ”

"Oh, 18. Yan Ying glanced at Qin Yu, it's rare to be so old and unmarried.

Qin Yu glanced at her and made a fuss.

"Spring flowers, come and serve food. The old woman cried.

"Hey. Chunhua bowed to the two again, "The folk girl went to help grandma." With a red face, he turned around and ran.

Yan Ying raised the teacup with a smile and looked around, "It's not bad here, how many days do you want to live?"

Qin Yu frowned, "It's so simple, you'll be uncomfortable." ”

"I won't, I've lived in worse than this. She leaned her head over, "I'm afraid that I have wronged the prince." ”

Qin Yu scratched her pretty nose, "If you think it's okay, I'll think it's okay." The woman sings with the husband. ”

Yan Ying was very satisfied and nodded with a smile.

After a while, Chunhua and her grandfather came in with a small shabby wooden table.

The old man looked apologetic, "The nobleman is really sorry, the coarse tea and light rice, please don't dislike it." ”

The small wooden table was placed on the kang, and only two bowls of rice and two pairs of chopsticks were placed.

"What about you?" asked Yan Ying strangely.

"We eat outside, and you use it slowly. The old man dragged Chunhua out.

Yan Ying sniffed, "That's the smell." ”

The dish is a plate of four thin pieces of bacon and a piece of preserved fish, a plate of eggs and fried chives, a plate of soy sauce mixed with gray cabbage, and a bowl of mushroom and loofah soup.

Simple, yet full of farmhouse cuisine.

"What kind of smell?" Qin Yu also felt fragrant, this is looking at the yellow, yellow, black and black, I don't know what it is, and I was a little hesitant when I took the chopsticks.

"Well, bacon. Yan Ying took a piece and put it in his bowl, "The bacon is steamed on top of the rice, and it is fragrant." ”

Her mother was very good at making bacon, and it was smoked bacon, which was slowly smoked over a fruit charcoal fire until the meat turned black in color. It looks scary, and it tastes delicious.

Yan Ying stuffed the bacon into her mouth, and when she took a bite, the bacon oil and oil were combined with rice, and the rich aroma of the bacon permeated her mouth, which was simply delicious in the world.

Seeing that she was eating so deliciously, Qin Yu looked down for a while, took a bite hard, and her eyes lit up, "It's delicious." ”

"How could I lie to you? Yan Ying picked up another piece of preserved fish and put it in his bowl, "You can also try preserved fish." ”

"Nice, tastes good. You seem to know how this is made?" Qin Yu asked as he bit it.

Yan Ying nodded proudly, "Of course, but I don't have a good job as my mother......"

She paused suddenly, and hurriedly glanced at Qin Yu.

This is not good, Yan Ruyue definitely can't make bacon, and she can't say that her mother is Yan Ruyue.

"When I was in Doufu, there was an old mother who treated me well, she would do it, she taught me. Yan Ying's eyes rolled and she came up with a solution.

Qin Yu smiled and ate it, without breaking it.

The title of mother has been heard many times in her dreams, and he is sure that it is not Yan Ruyue.

After the two finished eating, Yan Ying put away the empty dishes, took them out, and went out to see a family of three sitting on the stone pier at the door holding a bowl and eating.

But it was clear that they didn't have bacon, bacon, or even more rice, and there were a lot of vegetable leaves in the bowl.

Yan Ying suddenly realized that she was careless, she and Qin Yu actually ate a whole preserved fish.

Chunhua found her first, hurriedly stood up, put down the bowl, and took the dishes in Yan Ying's hand, "The noble person will rest in the house for a while, and the maiden will make your bed in a while, and there will be clean sheets." ”

"Okay, thanks. Yan Ying smiled and handed her the bowl and sat down on the stone pier where Chunhua had just been.

The old couple was restrained, holding the bowl and not knowing whether to put it well or not.

Yan Ying smiled lightly, "If you continue to eat, I just want to chatter." ”

Seeing that she was approachable, the old man hurriedly motioned to the old woman to eat quickly, and the two ate carefully and respectfully, pricking up their ears to listen to what she was going to say.

"Spring Flower's father and mother......" Yan Ying thought about the wording.

"Her father died. The old man replied busily.

Yan Ying sighed secretly, it was a poor family again.