The tea on the table was steaming, Mo Daya picked up the teacup, lightly pressed the cup lid against the wall of the cup, blew it, and the elegant fragrance of tea immediately filled the whole room.

Mo Daya doesn't know the tea ceremony, but she also knows that it is a rare good tea, I heard that it was brought back by my cousin in Kyoto, and only famous families with flowers and brocade can occasionally use it to entertain guests, and it is a waste to give her a village woman tea taste.

If she hadn't gone the wrong way more than a year ago, she was the daughter of the Mo family, and she went to Kyoto with her father, what would be the situation now? At the beginning, she resolutely left the clan for the sake of the fetus in her womb, regardless of the opposition of her father and mother, and the clan, she thought she was great, but now it seems that it is really ridiculous.

People, every choice should be carefully considered, otherwise one wrong step, one wrong step, obviously there is a straight road ahead, she chose the thorny path around her to crawl, and now she is covered with bruises, Mo Daya has finally learned to behave.

Lao Qianpo and Li Er don't obey the law for a day, she always has to clean up the mess, and she doesn't have a peaceful life, but for her, now she is free and free, and she doesn't have to look at those two eyesore, Mo Daya is very content.

The ancestral booklet of the Mo family, Mo Xiaohe held it in the palm of his hand, and suddenly felt heavy, this thing has been passed down for generations, there are traces of wear and tear on the cover, the font is blurred, the pages inside are yellowed, but the pattern is clear and eye-catching, and a certain detail is magnified, which really makes people blush and heartbeat.

She thought that after reading it, she would put it away, and then put it away for more than ten years, and when her daughter got married in the future, this booklet would still have to be passed on.

"You hurry up and put it away, don't take it seriously."

Mo Daya came back to her senses and pointed her cousin's forehead with her fingers, she is a married woman anyway, and she has no taboos when she speaks, especially during the woman's pregnancy, the man can't keep it, and the flower building with silver is fun, and the widow in the village without silver is tempted, and the widow Zhang in Mojia Village has accompanied almost half of the men in the village.

"Once, I went to the river to wash my clothes, and listened to Zhang Cuihua and the chief woman of the neighboring village talking about men, and Tian shamelessly compared and commented on the men of our village."

At that time, Mo Daya was still a yellow flower girl, her original intention was to hear if there was a family member who had a leg with the widow, but she was fascinated when she heard it, which was also the main reason why she did not refuse Li Er, and the raw rice cooked with half a push and half was cooked.

What do you say about wanting to die of immortals, fluttering, Mo Daya thought that men and women can really live happily like immortals, and the result is ...... The difference in one thought is not shallow!

"I know, I'll put it away."

After Mo Xiaohe wrapped the cloth and put it in the box, just because it is the ancestral heirloom of the Mo family, she will also keep it properly, between husband and wife, it is always impossible to avoid intercourse, this booklet is timely rain, just to solve her current troubles.

"It's best if you have a kid in your belly, and it can be regarded as continuing the incense for the Gu family."

Mo Daya stared at Mo Xiaohe's belly, eager to see a hole, looking left and right, the time was too short, she hadn't shown her pregnancy yet, and when the little guy came out, she would be the one who was an aunt.

Mo Xiaohe doesn't care, she still has the secret recipe for giving birth to a child in her hand, before giving birth, she must cooperate with the recuperation for at least half a year, this pregnancy is an accident, she doesn't care much about the gender of the child, it's not bad to have a soft little girl, be her intimate little padded jacket.

"Cousin, I think Brother Xu is not bad, don't you have any ideas?"

Mo Xiaohe stood by the window, opened a window to breathe, at the door, Gu Zheng was pasting Spring Festival couplets, a pair of fat dolls painted by her, which were painted by her own hands, were pasted at the door, and there were window flowers cut by Aunt Zhang with red paper.

The festive red reflects the snow, Dawu's New Year is full of flavor, more northland characteristics, this year is to invite my cousin to eat Chinese New Year's Eve together, but next year, will there be variables, where will it be, Mo Xiaohe himself can't say.

"I thought about it for days, and I still didn't believe how he could be interesting to me."

Mo Daya is not shy at all, she has experienced a series of blows, and people have become realistic. How can a man not covet the color, what does she have? One poor and two white, she is still a woman whose reputation has been ruined. There is no love for no reason in this world, let alone hate for no reason, is Xu Tietou ill-intentioned? For a moment, she thought a little too much.

The two sisters sat together and chatted endlessly, until it was almost noon, and when they were tired from sitting, they went to the stove to help together.

The food for the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner has long been almost prepared, many of them are ready-made, chicken, duck and fish, a few home-cooked stir-fried dishes, and six people are just lively around a large table.

To Mo Xiaohe's surprise, the chef of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner changed from her and Mrs. Zhang to Xu Tietou and Gu Zheng, her own husband's craftsmanship, she knows, she is worried about Xu Tietou, for the sake of performance, spoiling things, people he never cooks, can the food he cook?

Aunt Zhang didn't say anything, Lele hehe, occasionally glanced at Mo Daya, and was happy to see her and Xu Tietou. Women always have to be attached to men, and only when two people are companions can they take care of each other, it is better than having a cold pot and a cold stove by themselves.

After the next morning, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner was served, everyone sat around the hall to roast the fire, Zhang Bo and Zhang Daniang and the second elder sat on the top and hung their heads, holding the hands of chopsticks, trembling with excitement, living for decades, the New Year has never been so lively, and the smile on the face of the second elder has never stopped.

"Lady, guess which dish was made by Brother Xu?"

Good things come in pairs, and there are exactly ten dishes on the table, which are perfect. Among them, there are several Da Yue specialties, which are also often made at home. At this time, it is basically impossible to buy eggplant, and only large families will build greenhouses to grow vegetables.

A few days ago, Lin Xiucai took away the biscuits, and heard Mo Xiaohe mention it, and after two days, he passed by and gave two green-skinned eggplants, although they are not big, they can be eaten in the New Year, but they are very rare.

"Let my cousin guess."

Mo Xiaohe pushed it on Mo Daya, she only knew when she ate it with chopsticks, a few dishes were full of flavor and fragrance, and she was very appetizing when she looked at it, she suspected that it was all her husband's handiwork.

"You guessed it, there is a lottery?"

Facing the table full of dishes, Mo Daya was interested.

"Okay, guessed right, I'll help you fight for a year's worth of firewood."

Xu Tietou's color head is equivalent to selling himself for a year. Living in the town, unlike in the village, you can't go to the mountains to pick up branches, and you also need wood to chop wood, so she can only buy it with the woodcutter alone, and a bundle of more than ten wen is enough to buy a pound of pork to eat.

"If you guess wrong, just promise me a condition, you can rest assured, it won't be a rude request."

Xu Tietou poured wine for Zhang Bo and Gu Zheng, and calculated step by step, the gamble that must be won, no matter what, is a result.

Hearing that it was not a rude request, Mo Daya was relieved, it was fair, she rolled her eyes, and suddenly made a request, "Why don't we change it, I guess which dish was not made by you, how about it?" ”

At Xu Tietou's level, at most she has a chance to cook one dish, and if she changes her perspective, she will almost have a year's hard work for nothing, and Mo Daya is complacent about her cleverness.

"I seem to be at a loss."

Xu Tietou was a little embarrassed, he touched his chin and thought for a while, "That's it, if you guess wrong, how about marrying me?" Nor is it for you to say yes now, you can consider it. ”

At the dinner table, Xu Tietou said very directly, Mo Xiaohe glanced at her husband, she swallowed her saliva, can you get the result quickly? The most important thing for her was to eat, and she was already hungry.

"Okay."

Mo Daya didn't believe that she would lose, thought about it, pointed to a dish of spicy chicken and said, "You didn't do it." ”

The reason why I am sure is because Mo Daya heard her cousin mention that Gu Zheng learned it for her, the chicken is oiled after being diced, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, with chili peppers, it is delicious to eat, especially when it is cold, I feel that my body is burning after eating.

"You can pick a good day and an auspicious time."

Xu Tietou shook his head and said to Mo Daya, "You are mentally prepared and ready to get married!" ”

After the gambling game, Mo Xiaohe used chopsticks to clip a piece of chicken, which was indeed not made by Gu Zheng, because there was more pepper added to it, and the taste was even better.

"This place is not three fresh and slippery meat sections!"

Mo Daya is unwilling, how could she guess wrong, her luck is so bad? said five or six dishes in a row, but Xu Tietou denied it, and she suspected that he did it on purpose!

"If you weren't smart, you wouldn't have won."

Xu Tietou took a sip of wine, this table of dishes was made by him alone, Gu Zheng went to the stove to cover up and make a move, he calculated that Mo Daya must find another way, although he didn't have much contact, he still knew her temperament very well.

Knowing that it was all done by Xu Tietou, Mo Xiaohe was also very surprised, she looked at her husband and saw him nodding, "Brother Xu used to be a running guy in a restaurant before, and then quit after entering the martial arts hall." ”

Because he often passes dishes, Xu Tietou has a good relationship with the chef, occasionally has the opportunity to watch the chef cook, remember the number and order of the seasonings, others are smart, have excellent memory, there is nothing difficult, master the heat, it will definitely be difficult to eat.

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Xiaolian has a very important exam tomorrow, so there are not many updates these days, my psychological quality is not good, I tremble before the exam, woo...

This book was first published by Lewen, please do not reprint!