"What are you doing?" Xu Shi walked in, saw three bowls of pomegranate water black on the kitchen table, and asked suspiciously.

"Mother, listen to me......" Du Gui hugged Xu's arm, and said the things just now, back and forth, and when it came to the funny place, she couldn't stop laughing.

"You guys...... The smell is just that the tofu has fermented. Xu touched Du Gui's head lovingly.

"That means you won't have a bad stomach, right?" Du Tao was still a little worried.

"Like wine, vinegar, and the sauce made from plum right away, it's all related to fermentation, and I haven't seen anyone eat it badly." Xu smiled.

"It's just that the black paint is not good-looking." Huang Daya was bold and interjected.

"You're the eldest girl of the Huang family. This black color is still good, there is a famous dish in Huizhou, called hairy tofu, which is made of tofu with an inch of white hair, but the hair is also formed by fermentation. Xu Shi bowed his head and said to the eldest girl kindly.

"How long is the white hair? Can you really eat it? Du Ying gestured with her hand, looking surprised.

"Mother, have you eaten? How does it taste? Du Mei asked earnestly. As soon as she encountered food, she wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"I ...... Where have I ever eaten this famous dish, but when I fled, I heard people talk about it. Xu Shi was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile.

"Mother, try the stinky tofu I made." Du Mei handed the chopsticks to Xu.

Xu dipped the sweet sauce and ate a piece, chewed it for a while before swallowing it. She said, "I'm eating, it seems to be a little hard, is it a long time to put it on hold?" ”

"No, the fourth sister didn't think it was brittle enough just now." Du Mei said with a frown. She wondered if she had misremembered what she said in her dream.

"When frying, master the ignition temperature, and the fire should not be too big. In addition, if you want to order different seasonings, the taste of children and the elderly is always different. Xu Shi inspired.

"Otherwise, I use bone broth, green and red peppers, soybean sauce, and chopped green onions to mix some marinade, I like crispy dipping sauce, and I like soft marinade." Du Mei pondered for a moment and asked.

"This ...... It's a good idea, these ingredients are readily available at home, so you can try them. Xu had a happy smile on his face.

Du Mei tried it again, and sure enough, it tasted different from the dipping sauce. The fragrant marinade is soaked in stinky tofu, and the skin is softened and the taste is more mellow.

After this busy time, it was almost time for lunch. Huang Daya blushed and wanted to leave, but was kept by the three little ones, Du Mei and Xu Shi were in the kitchen to arrange meals, and the three little ones accompanied the big girl to the big house to play.

The first time Huang Daya saw the embroidered screen, the plum blossoms embroidered on the bottom cloth were as real as they were, and her eyes were straight.

"You touch it, this thread is slippery." Du Gui stretched out his little hand and rubbed it on it.

"No, no, no, I'll touch it." Huang Daya put her hands behind her back and shook her head like a rattle.

"It's all nonsense, if you touch something, it will break." Du Tao said with a smile.

"Really, I can't touch it." Huang Daya hesitantly stretched out her hand in front of them.

Huang Daya is only thirteen years old, it is the cardamom years, but her hands are like old women, the chilblain purple marks on the back of her hands have not faded, and the ten fingers that should be like green onions are very rough, and the fingertips have many tiny burrs.

Du Gui held her hand in his own, and clearly felt the cutting hand. Xu attaches great importance to the hands of the girls in the family, no matter how much they do during the day, they must soak their hands in warm water at night and apply hala oil before sleeping.

Because of this, her mother-in-law Wei didn't know how many times she had trouble with her, and later Erjin was secretly bought for her, which settled the conflict between her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

It is thanks to this that although the Dumei sisters do a lot of hard work on weekdays, they still keep their hands very good, and they can still do fine things such as embroidery and clothing.

"You're so pathetic." Du Guimo rubbed her hand and said sympathetically.

"Why are your hands so good? It's like a white steamed bun. Huang Daya felt Du Gui's soft and slippery hands, and said with envy.

"We wipe hala oil every day, don't you wipe it?" After all, Du Gui was young, and he thought that the life of the family was the same.

"My family even has a problem with eating, where can I have spare money to buy that." Huang Daya shyly withdrew her hand.

"My mother said that a girl's hands should not be broken." Du Gui grabbed her hand urgently.

"I'll just do rough work." Huang Daya lowered her head with inferiority.

"You must embroider a dowry for yourself." Du Tao is at the age of ignorance, and he thinks of wherever he goes.

"You're so bad, what do you say about marrying or not marrying!" Huang Daya's face quickly turned red.

"Are you supposed to ......," Du Ying looked at the suspicious red on her face.

"It's time to eat." Dumay screamed in the kitchen.

The conversation of the four girls was interrupted. At the dinner table, it was natural to talk about eating, and I had already thrown what I just said out of the clouds.

Huang Daya ate and reluctantly went back, her family work was still waiting for her to do, and she was still very uneasy after playing for so much in the morning.

Du Mei gave her a few more white-flour steamed buns at home, and Huang Daya borrowed a total of three liters of wheat.

Du Mei went to the town to sell vegetables tomorrow, braised bean rolls, boiled bone broth, fried tofu fruit, pickled stinky tofu, and made assorted vegetables, keeping her busy with her feet on the ground, like a spinning top.

In the afternoon, Du Shu came. In the morning, Du Mei and Du Zhong agreed that they would invite him to be a helper, and he was free at this time, so he naturally wanted to come and ask.

"Meizi, what kind of work will you send me tomorrow?" Du Shu entered the kitchen and took over Du Gui's fire.

"Brother Shu, are we still doing the same as before? Don't act like I'm a landlord and an old man, open my mouth and shut up, and send workers and workers. Du Mei laughed. As soon as she heard his old-fashioned words, she knew that Uncle Zhong must have taught him to say this.

"Hey, hey, okay, it's the same as before, comfortable." Du Shu scratched his head a little embarrassed. His father taught him these words, and he said it awkwardly, since Du Mei also felt bad, it was better to simply throw the pedantic rules aside. They grew up together when they were young, they know their roots, and they still don't want to be good.

"In the future, I will often go to the town to sell vegetables, you will be in charge of the fields, there is my mother at home, only those ducks, I am going to put them on the river beach, Du Ying and any of them go alone, I don't worry, so I want you to take care of it more." Du Mei didn't stop his hand, and said to Du Shu the worry in his heart.

"Don't worry, I just have a local dog at home, I will definitely help you take care of the ducks, there will be no less." Du Shu promised with a serious face. The fire in the stove reflected his face, red.

"Well, you're just like my big brother, I'm not worried." Du Mei said with a grin.

Du Shu was stunned, and the original eagerness in his eyes dimmed.

"In the future, Uncle Zhong will help in the town, cook more food at home, and you won't start the fire. Hey, now, you come to me, where is Uncle Zhong? In the middle of the night, Du Mei saw that Du Shu was only bored and burned, and he didn't say anything, so he couldn't help but provoke a conversation

"My father is ramming the ridges, in winter, rats and snakes make holes in the ridges to make nests, the seedlings are small at this time, if they are not tamped in time, then the fertilizer and water will run to the fields." When Du Shu talks about farming, it is like an old trick.

"Do you want us to help?" Du Mei asked anxiously.

"Don't go, it's all manual work, I'll help later." Du Shu hurriedly stopped.

"In the evening, you and Uncle Zhong don't cook, come to my house to get ready-made ones in a while." Du Mei glanced at Du Shu, and no longer insisted on helping in the field.

"Then I'll bring the rations tomorrow." Du Shu hammered the ash in the stove with a fire fork to make room for firewood.

"What are you polite to me, I still have this bit of food." Dumay insisted.

"You have more than 100 mouths in this house, and it's always good to have a little more food in stock." Du Shu muttered.

"Okay, when I'm going to use it, I'll tell you directly. It's just that now, I really can't eat it, and it still takes up space in vain, you know that my family is small. Du Mei said with a smile.

"It's fine, I'll keep it for you." Du Shu burned the stove, he hurried to help his father, and after speaking, he left in a hurry.

Du Mei prepared tomorrow's dishes and began to cook dinner, and after a while, the aroma of the food wafted out.

In the Sanjin family across the wall, the Xie family is also cooking. A large pot of braised pork, a four-pound silver carp, and fried leeks with eggs, stir-fried water spinach, plus a large bowl of tomato and egg soup.

Xie was busy and happy, Du Xinghu looked at the sumptuous dinner suspiciously, and looked at the Xie family that was different from usual. Usually, her mother is afraid of hurting her hands, and the daily meals will be enough, how can there be such a thing today, which is comparable to the New Year's Festival.

The sky was dark, and Ma Rong came back in mud. When Xie saw this, he was overjoyed, and sent the neatly folded gown and pants to the lower room.

The proprietor's family was at home, especially a teenage girl, so he couldn't wash it off at the well, so he only fetched water to wash in the house.

Xie Shi didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, she didn't even knock on the door, pushed open Ma Rong's door and stepped in.

Ma Rong was stripping off the stripes of scrubbing, and he didn't expect the hostess to come in in the middle of winter.

"Ahh The frightened Ma Rong wanted to scream, but when he thought of the reputation of the hostess, he had to force the exclamation back into his chest. A coarse cloth towel in his hand, he didn't know where to block it, so he had to squat down and curl up.

Xie Shi broke in, only to feel a flash of golden light in front of him, and the oil lamp shone on Ma Rong's body stained with water droplets, as if shining.

She wanted to be greedy enough to see enough, but when she saw Ma Rong curled up in embarrassment, she had to raise the clothes and pants in her hand to her eyes, and pretended to be shy: "Oh, I'm here to bring you clothes." ”

"Thank you, thank you, you rest on the bench, I'll take it myself." Ma Rong said in a panic.

"Oh well. When you've washed up, you'll come to eat. Xie put down his shirt and pants, glanced at Ma Rong, and went out happily.

Xie is at the age of a wolf and a tiger, Sanjin is a scholar, it is common to stay up late to do learning, and he does not work often on weekdays, so in the affairs of husband and wife, his physical strength is not good, and he is more neglectful of Xie.

Looking at Ma Rong again, he is in the prime of life, and every muscle and line shows strength and beauty. Although he has few words, he is absolutely obedient, and he is loyal to the Lord at the critical moment, where to find such a man!

Xie Shi came out of Ma Rong's house with a spring face, her face was hidden from Sanjin, but she couldn't hide Du Xing, this girl was like a cat called spring that night, and her love was just opened! 2k reading web