Erchun took advantage of the dark to collect all the dried peppers in the garden, poured the peppers directly on the south kang of the east house, spread them out, took the dustpan and went to the outhouse, took out the ashes in the stove and poured them outside.

When she returned to the house, Li Yanhong had already carried all the firewood drying in the yard into the house, and piled it up under the wall of the small north kang.

"I'm sorry for you today, don't get anything to eat at night, let's eat here!" Erchun said to Li Yanhong, who was patting his body in the yard.

"Girl, then my old Li Ke will just wait for food." Robin Li's temperament is rude and not polite.

"Okay, okay, I live under one roof, and I just take your mouth out by the way." Erchun waved at him, didn't look back at him, squatted down and grabbed a handful of firewood and stuffed it into the stove.

After lighting the fire, I got up and scooped the water with a scoop to brush the pot.

The pot was brushed out, and he took advantage of this gap to stuff a fire into the stove pit, turned around and filled the pot with water, and turned to wash his hands and close his face.

When Li Yanhong finished slapping the ashes on his body and entered the house, he saw that Erchun was already on top, and the corners of his mouth were big, "Drink, this action is very sharp, the noodles are all together, what do you eat at night?" I don't need my old Li to take a handle. Li Yanhong's eyes also sparkled when he spoke. I'm using white flour and cornmeal, and I'm going to make two noodles to stretch the dough, if you can help me with the dough. Erchun glanced at him sideways, then withdrew his eyes lightly, and continued to rub his face. The fluttering eyes were full of contempt, and it really hooked Li Yanhong's stubborn temper. "Girl, don't look at me, I don't know how to stretch noodles, but if it's a war, then Lao Li and I'm a good hand, isn't this the reason in the world, laundry and cooking is a woman's specialty, and fighting and working outside is a man's specialty, this is called each has its own strengths, otherwise why do men and women get married? This is called complementarity. ”

Erchun rubbed the noodles in his hands, took the cloth and covered the noodles, and then turned around to look at Li Yanhong unhurriedly. I saw that when he spoke, his eyes were bright, and he was much more energetic than usual.

"Old Li Tou, I couldn't see it before, but now I realize why you talk so much! I'm cooking, but I don't have time to take care of you, why should you go? Er Chun turned around and went to the root of the north wall, turned out a cabbage from the inside, and walked to the stove while plucking the dry yellow leaves on the outside of the cabbage, "I grew up in the countryside and haven't gone to school for a few years, in the end, I don't know as much as your old Li Tou, and my knowledge is not as broad as your old Li Tou's knowledge, but I understand this reason, things in this world, nothing has to be done by a woman or a man, it depends on whether you need to be careful, this man really loves a woman, you see if he can cook, and then maybe he can train a chef." ”

Erchun picked up the cutting board with one hand, put the cabbage on and picked up the kitchen knife, and the cut in his hand fell neatly as he spoke.

The action is called a neat one.

Li Yanhong didn't get angry when he saw Erchun talking about himself so unceremoniously, and walked to the stove and squatted down to help light the fire, and he was more energetic when he spoke, as if he had found a like-minded person, "That's right, what you said is reasonable, men fight and do outside work, women sew clothes and cook, the revolutionary division of labor is different, but the meaning is the same, it is my old man who doesn't listen to what he says, and he is taught." ”

"It's a good thing to say, I admit my mistakes, but I still look down on women in my bones, maybe I confessed my mistakes at the last moment, turned around and said in my heart that our women have long hair and short knowledge, and when I see the devil, my legs tremble." Erchun knew that Li Yanhong had this temper, but when he saw him like this, he couldn't help but want to refute. 、

What's more, these words are not nonsense for her, according to Li Yanhong's temperament, these are light, he is very strong at first glance, and he has old-fashioned machismo in his bones, according to his ideas, he should be the male protagonist and the female protagonist.

Sure enough, it's a big old man.

Li Yanhong was speechless when he was seen, and he forcibly found a deflated reason, "What are you talking about, how can I look down on women?" But Erchun, you are a girl, it's not good to have such a powerful mouth, I think that kid from the Li family can stand your temper. ”

Erchun chopped the kitchen knife in his hand on the cutting board, "It's none of your business if you can't stand it, the dog is nosy with the mouse, and if it's okay, go back to the Westinghouse, and find a scolding here, isn't it?" ”

Li Yanhong's face couldn't hang up, he stuffed the firewood into the stove pit again, patted his pants and stood up, "Bang bang, count me Lao Li talking a lot, I'll go." ”

Seeing that Erchun was still staring at him with his neck stalked, Li Yanhong walked to the West House with a loud voice, "Lao Tzu is just nosy, and today people dislike it is also Lao Tzu's own fault, and I can't complain." ”

With a bang, the Westinghouse door was slammed shut.

Erchun retracted his neck, lowered his head and continued to cut cabbage, and couldn't help muttering, "Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu, you are willing to be Lao Tzu for others, no wonder you look like an old man." ”

Just across the door, how could Li Yanhong not hear it in the west room, hearing that he was said to be like an old man, Li Yanhong didn't take it to heart, and looked down on Erchun, "Little girl, what do you know?" Do you think it's useful to live this fight and find a little white face? ”

The two were unhappy, and Erchun didn't pay attention to him in the outhouse, and when he kneaded the noodles and stretched them, there was already a strong wind outside, and the sky that was still bright before also darkened, Erchun pulled the lamp in the outhouse, put the noodles into the pot, and slowly stirred them with chopsticks, and then grabbed a handful of firewood and lit it in the stove pit, and then hurriedly stuffed it into the West House stove pit, the pot had already been brushed, scooped a spoonful of lard and put it inside, the white oil slowly turned into a transparent color, and the pot was smoking, and Erchun poured the washed cabbage into it, After stir-frying for a few minutes, put the diced potatoes in the pot, add water and salt, and then cover the pot.

The noodles in the pot on the east side were boiling in the hot water, and Erchun added firewood to the stove pits on both sides, and then went to the east house to put the kang table and clean up the dishes.

The noodles were fished out of the pot and came in first, wiping the rain on his face while entering the house, "This day will go down..."

Halfway through speaking, when I raised my head and saw that it was Erchun, I was stunned.