Aunt Lin left, although the kitchen conditions were simple enough, it was still easy for the evening bell who could burn the fire and had no strangeness to kitchen knives. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

I added water to the pot where the bamboo shoots had been watered, put a bamboo grate on top, put the four corn cakes that were still left over from the last night, put the vegetables and the pot on top, covered it with a lid, and boiled it.

In the other pot, she washed the fragrant leaves picked on the mountain in the afternoon, and chopped the chili peels left before and put them in it, so she fried a vegetarian fried bamboo shoot.

Soon, the kitchen smelled of corn porridge and bamboo shoots.

"It's so fragrant, Ling'er is cooking. Your aunt said that the corn cake at home is almost gone, and there is not much corn at home, so I will go to the village chief's house to buy some corn flour and come back. Cook it, you and your aunt eat it first when you're hungry, and I'll come back when I'm done. ”

While she was cooking, Uncle Yun went to the window and said to her, turning around and leaving.

"Okay" Seeing Uncle Yun come back, Aunt Lin and the rare peace before, followed him into the house, only listened to a few simple words of conversation between them inside and didn't make a sound, I don't know why he went out and didn't tell his aunt but told himself that the evening bell was still crisp, and his hands were busy.

After a while, the meals were ready, and Uncle Yun had just gone, Wan Ling took the apron that Aunt Lin had made for her with old clothes in front of her and walked into the house, and at the same time said to Aunt Lin who was embroidering things under the lamp.

"Let's have dinner when my uncle comes back. Auntie, you're so skillful. After a piece of clothing is cut, it should be possible to buy it again. ”

Seeing Aunt Lin smile at her when she came in, she continued to bow her head and cut things at the lamp. Wan Ling stepped forward, looked at the only half of her own clothes in her hand, and admired the work done by the old man.

"Yes, if you do this, it is estimated that it will be finished tomorrow. But I bought some new cloth today and can continue to make it. Such, you see. ”

The villain's words, Aunt Lin answered with a cut in her hand, and turned around to bring a piece of cloth from the side, although the color of this cloth is also good-looking, and there are many small flowers on it, but it is not at the same level as the cloth on Wanling's body before.

"Well, this dress is gone. This belt is still not cut, stay for you to make an introduction, maybe you will want to go home one day, so you can give us a thought. Alas. ”

Seeing that Wanling looked at the pieces of cloth and strips of cloth that she had cut out, Aunt Lin chuckled and shook her head. As he spoke, he threw aside the piece of clothing in his hand that he could no longer cut anything. Looking at the brocade belt embroidered with flowing clouds on it, he sighed softly as he put it in the basket in front of him.

"Auntie, whether I remember what happened before or not, even if I want to go back, you are still my relatives. Without you, I wouldn't be alive today. Auntie, are you going to the market town tomorrow? ”

Although she said it plainly, Wanling still felt the depression in her heart. Thinking of his home, he was helpless, but he still grabbed her arm with real eyes. Seeing that the old man chuckled and laughed silently, thinking about the straw mushrooms and bamboo shoots he put at home, his eyes were full of expectation.

"If I don't go tomorrow, I will go to the market town every other day in the village, and even if I go, there are not many people in the market town. Do you want to go to a market town? ”

Her words, Aunt Lin shook her head and asked curiously about her words.

"Yes, I want to sell the stuff I got and see if I can sell it. Since no one in the village will go to the market town tomorrow, forget it. I'll do the same for the next episode, and I can get more tomorrow. ”

The evening bell didn't hide it from her, thinking that there was still one more day, and said with a relaxed sigh in her heart.

Originally, she still wanted to have few things, and she was afraid that she wouldn't be able to get anything out of it, but the old man said that there was still a day to go, and she could get some more to sell.

"Can you sell the ones you get? No one in the village eats it, and I don't know how to eat it, so I'm afraid it's really hard to sell it. ”

Knowing that she was going to sell things, thinking that she was all for the sake of this family, Aunt Lin did not disagree. But her words, thinking about the things she had gotten, asked suspiciously, and at the same time told her the truth.

"I know, that's why I want to try my luck, it's a good thing after all. Rest assured, as long as I go, I have a way to find a place to sell. Uncle, you're back. Your, what's wrong with your face? ”

Knowing that the old man didn't pour cold water on herself, because of the current situation, they didn't approve of it before, and if she wanted to sell these things, I am afraid it would be really difficult. But thinking of what Liu Qing said before to sell wild things, Wanling still said with confidence on her face.

As he was talking, seeing Uncle Yun come back, he got up happily and went forward to pick up the cloth bag of about five or six catties of corn flour in his hand. In front of the light, he saw a bruise under the corner of the old man's face and asked in surprise.

"It's nothing, it's just a fall. With these and those corn flours at home, you can make some corn porridge tomorrow. Let's eat. ”

Wanling's worries and concerns, Uncle Yun said lightly, watching her put away the corn flour bag, and said while sitting at the table.

"Okay, let's eat."

Aunt Lin followed and cleaned up.

"I'll serve the rice." The two old men are like this, although their expressions are flat when they speak, Wan Ling feels that there seems to be something strange between them. Let her say that she can't say anything for a while, and when she heard about eating, she said obediently, got up and went to the kitchen to scoop up.

"What is this?"

Uncle Yun, who is a rare uncle, is also strange tonight. Wan Ling and Aunt Lin ate straw mushrooms with chicken together, and she also gave Uncle Yun chopsticks, but the old man did not take the initiative to eat them like noon, but directly stretched out to her fried vegetarian fried bamboo shoots, put the chopsticks in front of her eyes, and looked at it for a long time and didn't understand what was surprised and asked.

"Bamboo shoots. You eat and see, it's delicious. Uncle Yun, you can eat these chickens too. ”

Uncle Yun's expression, Wan Ling smiled lightly, and said that he also put chopsticks into his mouth, and introduced him while eating. Seeing that he ate straw mushrooms with the same demeanor as before, he picked up chopsticks to eat, and then only ate those bamboo shoots, so he couldn't help but give him chopsticks and chicken and straw mushrooms again.

"I've eaten enough in the morning, you're in poor health, so you and your aunt should eat more." How is buying and selling in the market town today? ”

In the evening, Uncle Yun glanced at the chicken plate, ate the fried vegetarian bamboo shoots in front of him, and then asked Aunt Lin.

"It's all Ling'er's good craftsmanship, and I sold dozens of more Wen today. Brother Yun, your face ......"

Aunt Lin heard her say this, thinking about her good harvest today, she glanced at the evening bell beside her with relief, and asked again thinking about his face.

"You mother-in-law too, I said before that I accidentally fell and rubbed it, do you still want to ask? Can't you hang a plaque for me if I fall down? ”

Rarely, Aunt Lin's inquiry, Uncle Yun put down his chopsticks and said to her with displeasure on his face. Seeing that Aunt Lin was red-eyed because of his words, she lowered her head and pulled out the food in front of her, sighed softly and continued to eat with her head down.