Hu Xiangyu insisted on the day of Laba, her heart became more and more heavy, and the New Year's goods were poured, anyway, there are still more than 20 days before the New Year, and what she is anxious about now is what Laba should do, and the materials for her wheat kernel rice have not yet been found!

Hu Xiangyu and her aunt are not locals, but people from the neighboring province of H, where the customs are different from the locals. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Take the freshly milled wheat kernels and beef and mutton mixed together, add green salt, ginger skin, Sichuan pepper, grass fruit, seedling fragrance and other condiments, simmer over low heat overnight, and the next morning when the lid is lifted, the wheat and meat in the pot will become chyle-like, fragrant, and melt in the mouth.

Of course, now every family is having a hard time, and they are naturally not so particular about cooking wheat kernel rice, but even if they live poorly, wheat kernel rice still has to be cooked.

Although the Zhu family is a local, because of Aunt Hu's strength in the Zhu family, the Zhu family's Laba Festival has been eaten wheat kernel rice over the years, and Laba porridge has not been made for decades.

In previous years, the Zhu family's wheat kernel rice Hu Auntie was dealt with indiscriminately, since Hu Xiangyu came to the Zhu family, every year the Laba Zhu family can eat fragrant wheat kernel rice with enough ingredients, and over time, the Zhu family's Laba wheat kernel rice will make Hu Xiangyu round.

Hu Xiangyu wanted to show off his skills, and he also wanted to find a backer for the two of them, although the Zhu family's backer was a little crooked, it was better than nothing, so it became the default rule for Laba to cook a decent meal of wheat kernel rice.

When Ma Xixi was comfortably served by Hu Xiangyu on the kang earlier, she promised to bring meat and wheat kernels for her, and kept them so that they could eat fragrant wheat kernel rice.

But it's been a few days, but Ma Xixi, the bear ball, doesn't even show a shadow, and the wheat kernels and meat don't even smell the slightest smell.

Hu Xiangyu can't stay any longer, this day Laba Farm is resting, every household is preparing for the Laba Festival, but she can't start work, thinking that yesterday her aunt came over and asked her to put more meat in the meal, Hu Xiangyu gritted her teeth, took off the red turban from the wall and wrapped it carefully, took out a palm-sized mirror and looked at it, and brushed her hair a little messy, then she felt satisfied.

"Xiaocao, you stay at home, you are not allowed to go anywhere, do you know?"

Hu Xiangyu instructed her daughter on the kang, the tone was different from the usual gentleness, a little heavy, the last time Hu Xiaocao came back crying with her injury, after she knew what happened, she was so angry that she beat her daughter at that time, and she also had a bad premonition in her heart.

Sure enough, Ma Xixi hasn't been to her door since then, if it weren't for Hu Xiaocao being her daughter, she would have the heart to strangle this dead girl.

The injury on Hu Xiaocao's face was almost healed, with faint red marks, and he lowered his head and hummed sullenly.

The Shen family is also very lively, several people get together to wash rice, pick beans and beans, everyone has work on hand, some talk and laugh.

Shen Jiao didn't have anything to do, the adults didn't let her work, she was bored watching from the sidelines, so she put on her hat and said that she was going to go out to play with Ma Xinghua, Shen Jiaxing didn't take it seriously, and let her go after a few words.

Shen Jiao walked straight towards the stable of the farm, the weather has been very good these days, the snow on the ground has melted, the ground is loose, and it is very soft to step on, the stable is in the northernmost part of the farm, a little far away from the residential area, that is the livestock area of the farm, raising cattle, horses, sheep, pigs and other livestock, and no one is usually willing to come here, I think it tastes heavy here.

Ma Xixi's three skinny horses were also locked up here, Shen Jiao found the three horses with ease, and the three horses all snorted when they saw her, flicked their tails, and their eyes were full of affection.

"Shh

Shen Jiao's middle finger was on her lips, signaling the horse not to make a sound, it would be bad if the administrator was alarmed.

The caretaker of the farm is only responsible for raising cattle, sheep and pigs, but the horses are not cared for, and the owners of the horses are taken care of.

Shen Jiao has always suspected that Ma Xixike deducted the rations of these three horses, maybe the food eaten by Hu Xiaocao and his wife was pulled out of the mouths of these three poor horses, otherwise how could these three horses be so thin?

You must know that the farm is better for cattle and horses than for people, and the monthly ration will only be given more and not less.

The stable is quiet, it seems that Ma Xixi is not there, it should be the horse house for the holiday, and the caretaker of the sheepfold next to him is not there, the forage in the pen is enough, and the caretaker wants to come home for the holiday.

Shen Jiao put her heart at ease, took out three carrots from the small bag on her back, and stuffed them for the three horses to eat, during this time she would quietly come over to feed the horses carrots whenever she was free, as well as tender grass eggs, etc., although the three horses were still a little thin, but the fur was much brighter, and the captain of the horse also praised Ma Xixi.

Ma Xixi, a shameless person, also accepted it frankly, but when he turned around, he still deducted what he should deduct and scolded Ma'er, and he still scolded him, Shen Jiao hated him to death!

"Isn't it delicious? Eat more if it's delicious, that damn Ma Xixi beat you again, right? The next time that guy hits you again, you're going to throw him and chew the mud, you know? Shen Jiao touched the scars on the back of the jujube red horse distressedly, and took out the ointment to apply it to it.

Because this jujube red horse has the weakest physique, it is usually beaten by horses, and Shen Jiao also feels the most sorry for it.

The jujube red horse affectionately stretched out her tongue to lick Shen Jiao's hand, the warm tongue licked her itching, giggling and laughing, and the horse was enough to be affectionate, Shen Jiao took out the eggs again, and beat them one by one to the horses, one by one to eat three eggs, and she specially added one more jujube red horse to feed the three horses to their heart's content.

"I'm going back, I'll bring a brush to brush you next time, it's comfortable!"

Shen Jiao stretched out her hand and touched the three horses, and was about to go back, when the ears of the three horses were pricked up, and they stretched out their heads and touched Shen Jiao, as if to prevent her from going back.

"I'm really going back, or grandpa will be worried."

Shen Jiao thought that the horse was reluctant to let her, so she reasoned with the horse in a good voice, but the three horses still didn't let her go, and encircled her in the middle and wrapped her tightly.

Shen Jiao couldn't cry or laugh, and was about to push the horse away and squeeze out, but she heard movement outside.

"Sun Maodan, what are you doing?" It was a woman's voice, and it sounded a little familiar.

Shen Jiao frowned, the name Sun Maodan sounded familiar, where had she heard it?

A man's angry voice rang out: "Are you looking for Ma Xixi?" He's not here, so he asked his sister-in-law to go to the house for the festival and drink porridge! ”

Hu Xiangyu hated in her heart, no wonder she didn't find anyone at Ma Xixi's residence, and she didn't find anyone when she ran to this stable, and she also ran into Sun Maodan, a two-ball product.

Ma Xinghua, a little slut, has done bad things to her every time, and one day she will have to find a way to clean up this little slut.