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Mo Xiaohe listened to the corner under the eaves, and when there was no quarrel inside, she estimated that the storm had passed, turned to the stove, and brought two bowls of hot soup noodles, which were filled with finely cut shredded chicken, sprinkled with a layer of chopped green onions, and two drops of sesame oil, which were full of fragrance. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Li Xiutian came to the county seat by ox cart just after dawn, and the Wen family didn't have time to eat a bite of food in order to find his daughter, and the stomach was rumbling now, and the mother and daughter didn't say much, only a cup of tea, a big bowl of noodles bottomed out, and the soup was drunk at all.

"Xiaohe, I didn't expect you to have this skill!"

Wen's sincere praise, after getting married, it is different, half a year ago, Mo Xiaohe was still a childish, but now he is tall, with the demeanor of a girl, marrying Gu Zheng, he can actually enter the stove.

"Mother, my cousin's cooking is very delicious, especially particular, just like the noodles made today, you must be reluctant to put those few drops of sesame oil."

Wen's no longer objected, saying that there was room for negotiation, Li Xiu was in a much relaxed mood, and ridiculed his mother, there was no sesame oil at home, and a small bottle of sesame oil workshop in the town cost hundreds of Wen, only during the New Year could he piece together with a few families, buy a can together, and make dumplings and put some Titian for use.

"You damn girl!"

Wen nodded Li Xiu's head, the reason was understood, and it was not good for people to continue to stay in the town, "You follow me back to the village, and I will discuss it with your father." ”

"Mother......

Li Xiu looked at Mo Xiaohe awkwardly, hoping that her cousin could help say a word, she was in the town, and she had the opportunity to meet Feng Dachun, seeing him pushing a cart full of firewood, she felt soft inexplicably, and wanted to say a few more words to him.

Mo Xiaohe pretended not to see it, put the dishes and chopsticks in the tray, and walked out of the door quickly. She really can't help with this favor, otherwise if something goes wrong in the future, she will complain.

Li Xiu didn't have a supporter, he fought alone, so he had to sort out the small baggage he carried with him, and followed behind Wen with his head bowed, it seems that he will not be as free as before when he enters the town in the future.

"Don't talk about others, if you look at Mo Daya, you can't learn a lesson?"

The Mo family is developed, only Mo Daya was expelled from the clan and lived a hard life, and her in-laws didn't take her seriously, why is this? It's not because she wasn't reserved before she got married and lost her reputation.

"Mother, I know."

Li Xiu didn't dare to refute, just walked out of the door, saw Feng Dachun pushing a cart and entering the yard, he skillfully put the firewood on the firewood stack at the door of the stove, begged for a bowl of water to drink, and turned to go out.

"Da Chun, you come in and have a cup of tea before you go, rest your feet!"

Feng Dachun doesn't need money every time he comes to deliver firewood, just for the movement of friends, Li He doesn't want to go, and stays for dinner many times, but Feng Dachun has no time, he goes into the mountains once or twice a day, and he will go to a big family to do short-term work when he is free, and it is already dark when he comes back.

"Nope."

There was also a cart of firewood at the door, Feng Dachun still had to deliver firewood, waved his hand, and walked out of the small courtyard quickly. Li Xiu stared at his back in a daze, and didn't come back to his senses until the person walked away, and whispered to Niang Wen's that the man who gave Chai He just now was her intended person.

"Go home and say."

There is only one side, Wen's impression of Feng Dachun is good, seeing that there are female dependents in the courtyard, he has been bowing his head, and people don't talk much, it seems that he is a diligent person, Wen's requirements for his future son-in-law are not high, he is not lazy to eat, and he knows how to hurt people.

The mother and daughter left to return to the village, Mo Xiaohe finally breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't expect that her cousin had such great courage to look at each other in protest and sneak to the town, she took advantage of Gu Zheng to run errands, went around the street alone, bought a few materials for making moon cakes, and she was going to test it first.

"Cousin, you help me make a few molds, and a tin oven, I drew a picture for you before, how did you do it?"

Mo Xiaohe carried a large bag into the yard, and saw that the corners of Li He's mouth twitched, how could there be so many things to buy? I have white noodles at home, didn't I just buy them last time? His cousin is too bad at living, thanks to Gu Zheng's previous darts, he has a bit of a family background.

"You find a carpenter to make the mold, the tin box is ready, it's in the backyard, what are you going to tinker with?"

Li He rubbed his forehead, the business in the shop was busy, he had to be a bookkeeper and a shopkeeper by himself, and he was reluctant to spend a few hundred yuan to hire a buddy, he always felt that he just worked hard, and a small business, saving a few hundred wen a month, it could be regarded as a profit.

"Making moon cakes, there are still a few days before the Mid-Autumn Festival, I'm afraid of falling off the chain."

Mo Xiaohe took it for granted, moon cakes are just the first step, and then make bread, bake biscuits, and make food not to make money, but to please herself, if it tastes good, she can consider telling her aunt about the practice and opening a pastry shop at home.

There are only a few pastry shops in the town, jujube cakes, old-fashioned trough cakes, and sesame sticks, there are few dim sums, and if you want to eat delicious, you have to go to the county to buy them.

In this year, I went to visit relatives and friends, habitually brought snacks wrapped in oil paper to the door, and when it came to the New Year's holiday, the shop closed early, and I went late, and I couldn't buy dim sum residues.

"Why is it so troublesome, I'll go to the county seat in two days and buy you two yuan."

It's not yet the Mid-Autumn Festival, and there are no mooncakes sold in the pastry shops in the town, so you may be able to buy them in the county.

"Let's go together, I'm going to buy ham from a time-honored shop."

My husband doesn't like to eat sweets, Mo Xiaohe pondered to make some ham moon cakes, and now the materials are all available, and the moon cakes need to be made with specific fine white noodles, two pennies a pound, peanut oil, and walnut kernels, peanut kernels, sesame seeds, almonds and raisins, just make up five kinds, you can make the filling.

"You can satisfy your cravings by buying a few yuan, but you have to toss it."

Li He shook his head, there was a guy in front of him, and there was another business, he hurriedly responded, turned around and entered the lobby of the shop, leaving Mo Xiaohe in place, he wanted to pull his cousin to be a coolie, but now he can't.

As soon as Gu Zheng left like this, he didn't return at dusk, Mo Xiaohe was in a hurry, so he went back to his newly bought courtyard to cook, and in one day, the things at home were basically completed, and the wardrobe, etc., was ordered in the wood shop with silver, and it was just delivered, and the inner room was completely new.

Originally, the husband and wife discussed making their own cabinets, and the wood was cut in the mountains, but it was inconvenient to transport it, and they were anxious to find a place to stay in the town, so they dispelled the idea.

Dinner was ready, the sky gradually darkened, Mo Xiaohe stood at the mouth of the alley, and the smoke rose from every household around him, it was dinner time, the food was fragrant, and the sound of the baby laughing.

The streets were full of people, passers-by rushing home, walking in a hurry, weeds growing on the earthen walls, and the sunset in the distance was a red fireball, but the dazzling halo was gone, and it fell back to the side of the mountain.

The heat subsided, the cool breeze was blowing, Mo Xiaohe wiped her hands with a handkerchief, her husband still didn't go home, did something happen?

After heating the dish twice, the sky was completely gray, she lit the wind lantern under the tree and sat on the stone chair in a daze.

In the alley, there was the sound of horses' hooves, Mo Xiaohe stood up suddenly, she just walked to the door, and happened to see Gu Zheng with a tired face, "Lady, are you in a hurry?" ”

"Little lotus girl!"

Before Mo Xiaohe could speak, the carriage door was opened, and the familiar sound of talking, Mo Xiaohe looked at it and exclaimed, "Aunt Zhang!" ”

Aunt Zhang was next to Uncle Zhang, the second old man beckoned, and waited for the carriage to stop completely, before stepping on the stool and getting down, Mo Xiaohe supported her, "Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang, why are you here, do you want to surprise me?" ”

"Little Lotus Girl......"

Aunt Zhang just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Gu Zheng, they walked for more than ten days, hitchhiking to Dawu, hungry and full on the road, the rice balls brought at home, because of the hot weather, they were rancid in two days, Uncle Zhang had a bad stomach, and drank several pairs of decoctions.

"Oops, it's getting dark, I'm going to heat up the meal."

Mo Xiaohe and Gu Zheng glanced at each other, hurriedly went into the kitchen to get a basin of hot water, and quickly put a few dishes on the table, put them in the hall of the house, and the four of them sat down.

Braised pork, crucian carp soup, and two kinds of fried vegetables, a plate of peanuts, Mo Xiaohe took a small wine jug, and gave Uncle Zhang and his husband Jun Manshang, returning from Kyoto, the husband and wife promised to go back again, because of the caravan route, they had to change the hexagram.

"Lady, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang were affected by us......"

Gu Zheng went out to run errands, went to the county, and on the way back at the city gate, he met Aunt Zhang who was looking for someone with a list, Gu Zheng began to think that he was wrong, how could Aunt Zhang be in Dawu, walk in and take a look, he did not recognize the wrong person.

After Fan Shuxiang's death, her father, who was the village chief, found an excuse to squeeze the two elders, slandering them for stealing, and the villagers did not dare to help speak, and they were lonely, so they were expelled from the small village.

Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang had a little silver taels in their hands, which was supposed to be left for Gu Zheng, and they looked for someone according to the address on the letter.

Gu Zheng asked the reason, he insisted on bringing people back, and he would be responsible for the daily needs of the second elder in the future, since that small village was so ruthless and unjust, it was okay not to go back.

Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang agreed that they were the people who had half of the coffin in the ground, and they were very worried about the two oil bottles, but if they refused, they really had nowhere to go.

Gu Zheng brought people back was his own decision, he didn't discuss it with Mo Xiaohe, he was thinking about a problem on the way back, afraid that his own lady would oppose it.

"Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang, you eat more, you haven't eaten well all the way."

Mo Xiaohe nodded, put his hand under the table, shook Gu Zheng's hand, and the husband and wife communicated silently. Speaking of the relationship with the second elder, although Gu Zheng was the first to save people, he was seriously injured, and if there was no second elder to take care of him, he would have been dead in the world. Receiving the grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates, it is best to bring Dawu, otherwise she is also worried about the two elders, and in that small village, she can only rely on each other.

This time, the old couple didn't have a few pieces of clothes, but they insisted on bringing a sack of peanuts with skin, Gu Zheng once said that he liked to eat it the most, and Aunt Zhang would fry it out every year and keep it, and put it until he went back, just to wait for him to go back.

After the meal, Gu Zheng went to the stove to boil water, Aunt Zhang rushed to wash the dishes again, but was stopped by Mo Xiaohe, she took the second elder to another room, the bed and wardrobe that had just been put away, and the fragrance of wood was still exuding.

"In the future, this will be your home, Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang, you can live in peace, and my husband and I will provide for you."

Mo Xiaohe hurriedly said, after all, he is the life-saving benefactor of his husband, and he can't make people feel cold, if it weren't for the Fan widow, the second elder would be fine in the village, and he wouldn't have been kicked out.

"Little Lotus Girl......"

Uncle Zhang had tears in the corners of his eyes, what Aunt Zhang wanted to say, the corners of her mouth moved, and finally took Mo Xiaohe's hand, crying silently. was driven out of the village, and the second elder did not complain at all, thinking that he would have nowhere to go in the future, so he built a wooden house in the mountains to live.

"I'll lay you a futon."

Rushing for more than ten days, dusty and dusty, must wash well, Mo Xiaohe took the two elders to visit the front and back yards of the house, you can open up a small vegetable field, plant flowers and plants, not far from the market is the market, if you are idle, get up early to catch the market, to join in the excitement is not bad.

After a busy time, Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang were too tired, covered with a soft thin quilt, and the two fell asleep with pillows, never sleeping so soundly.

Here, Mo Xiaohe lit the oil lamp, turned out the muslin cloth from the cabinet, drew the line and cut it, the two old men were in tatters, none of them did not have patches, she looked sad, and wanted to make two sets of new clothes for them to wear.

"Lady ......"

Gu Zheng's eyes were dark, his lips pursed, and he knew in his heart that everything his wife did was because of him, he was not good at words, and he couldn't say anything grateful, so he could only keep it in mind silently, in the future, he would be kind to his mother, and be better, so as not to disappoint her.