Chapter 2 The Steamed Bun Turmoil

Every household here steams steamed buns once a few days, and the Yang family has dozens of mouths, so steaming a steamed bun requires a lot of noodles.

In the kitchen, there were piles of dough like a hill on the big board, and Qin and Yang He were kneading the dough hard.

After listening to the words of star fruit, Qin immediately washed his hands, took off his apron and hurried out of the kitchen door.

The Qin family went to take care of Yang Erming, it would definitely delay some time, and the face would not wait for anyone, so as not to delay the time to make steamed buns, Yang Yun thought about it and came out of the kitchen, and came to the door of the third room to call someone, "Third aunt, steamed buns today, can you help and make steamed buns?" ”

It doesn't take a lot of effort to make steamed buns, and pregnant women are not tired, so Yang Yun came up with the idea of asking Zhao's help.

Yang Yun's words fell for a while, and then Zhao's slightly confused voice came from the room, "Yun girl, the third aunt's stomach is a little uncomfortable today, and she can't help this." ”

Vaguely Yang Yun also heard Zhao's yawn, and suddenly his face was pale.

My sister helped her wash her clothes, and now she is busy making steamed buns for a large family, and she is actually sleeping!

I wanted to have a seizure, but I thought that she was pregnant and in her old month after all, and she definitely didn't have a good rest at night, so she gave up.

Yang Yun walked a few steps forward to the door of the fourth room, and before she could speak, the originally quiet room suddenly sounded the child's loud cry, and Fang's hair, which was a little scattered, opened the door with the child in his arms and said to Yang Yun, "Yun girl, I heard what you said just now, just wanted to come out to help, your uncompetitive sister woke up, or else, you help the fourth aunt bring back the doll, and I will help steam the buns." ”

Yang Yun glanced at the traces of Fang's cheeks, which were much fairer than Qin's, due to sleep, and suddenly a wave of anger rose in his chest, and they were sleeping one by one, and they were busy in the second room.

Yang Yun was furious in her heart, but after all, she was the soul of an adult, so she suppressed the anger in her chest and coldly dropped a sentence, "Fourth aunt, let's bring it by yourself." Then he turned and went back to the kitchen.

Yang Yun stood on a small bench at her feet, rubbing her hair vigorously under her hands, as if venting all the anger in her heart.

What did Yang Yun do, Yang He naturally knew, she quickly and naturally raised her elbow, wiped the sweat beads on her forehead with her elbow clothes, and comforted her with a smile, "Yun'er, don't be angry, if you are tired, rest for a while, sister will knead the dough." He said that he had accelerated the kneading of the dough again.

Yang Yun was angry, but she couldn't spill her anger on this sister who loved her younger siblings, so she collected the anger in her heart, and the movements under her hands slowed down a little, "I'm not tired, I'll help you, my mother doesn't know when I'll come back, if the steamed buns are sour, grandma should attack you and my mother again." ”

Thinking of Mrs. Li's angry appearance, Yang He's hand rubbing his face couldn't help but pause, and then the movements under his hand were faster.

Yang Erming went to the toilet, and the Qin family came in a hurry after cleaning up.

Yang Yun's sisters had already made most of the steamed buns, and Qin looked at the evenly sized steamed buns made in front of Yang Yun and almost the same as those made by Yang He, and said with a satisfied smile on his weather-beaten and sweaty face, "I didn't expect Yun'er to do it so well when she first started making steamed buns." ”

Maybe it was because he was angry at the cowardice of the Qin family, Yang Yun's tone was a little bad, "I often watch you do it, and I can see it." ”

Every time the original owner of steamed steamed buns is a fire, naturally he has not made steamed buns, but Yang Yun in her previous life is not a delicate girl who stretches out her hands to eat and open her mouth, she can do everything in her life skills, especially cooking, she has been highly praised by relatives and friends.

Kneading steamed buns, small meaning.

Listening to Yang Yun's cold tone, the smile on Qin's face froze, Yang He hurriedly tugged at Yang Yun's sleeve to signal not to hurry up to Qin after speaking, "Mother, don't be angry with Yun'er, she went to ask the third aunt and the fourth aunt to help make the bun just now, but she didn't call, she felt a little embarrassed, and she was a little rushed to speak." ”

The Qin family is cowardly, but not stupid, she knows what kind of temperament the two concubines are, and sighed and said, "Hey...... We have so many mouths to eat in the second room, your father is paralyzed, the eldest brother has gone to the battlefield again, and your second brother is an adult man at home, but he is weak and can't exert his strength, and the work on the ground depends on your third and fourth uncles...... Hey, let's do more if we can do more. ”

Listening to Qin's chatter, Yang Yun's anger not only disappeared, but also gave birth to a sense of guilt.

The second room is paralyzed, small, and weak, so as to avoid letting the other rooms talk, what can Qin, a peasant woman, do in addition to doing her best to work?

What qualifications does she, Yang Yun, have to complain about other people's cowardice?

With the addition of the Qin family, the noodles on the board quickly turned into fist-sized steamed buns.

Just when the last steamed bun in Yang Yun's hand was about to take shape, an old rural lady with gray hair and a slightly shrewd face came in angrily.

She is the grandmother of the original owner who returned from visiting the door - Mrs. Li.

Mrs. Li was followed by Yang Zhi with a gloating face.

As soon as she saw the posture of the two, Yang Yun understood that this was Yang Zhi's complaint, and Mrs. Li asked for the guilt.

Yang Yun couldn't help but slow down the action of kneading the steamed buns, her brain was running at high speed, thinking of a countermeasure.

However, unexpectedly, Mrs. Li did not attack her, but attacked Qin.

"The second family, it's noon, your buns haven't been steamed yet, drink the northwest wind this afternoon?"

"Mother, I'm ...... I ......" Qin rubbed his hands nervously, and was speechless for a while.

The steamed bun in Yang Yun's hand was just formed, put the steamed bun away, patted the flour on his hand and said leisurely, "Milk, the steamed bun is not cooked now, and I can't blame my mother, after all, dozens of mouths are eating, and it is naturally slower to make with one hand." Usually steamed buns, my sister helped on the side, didn't you let my sister wash her clothes today, so many clothes, washed all morning, no, she didn't even drink saliva after she came back to help make steamed buns. With so many noodles and no one to help, isn't this bun still ripe? ”

"Hey, Yun girl, what you mean by this is that we are all eating idle meals." When Fang saw that Mrs. Li was back, he hurriedly came to the kitchen with the doll in his arms, and said unhappily when he heard Yang Yun's words.

"Yes, let's make it clear today, who is eating idle in this family? The waist of the family who is suffering for this family can't straighten up, I have a big belly, I don't have a good rest at night, I squint during the day, how can I become an idle meal......" Zhao also opened the rag curtain with his stomach and came in, and his white fat face was full of resentment and grievances.

"She didn't mean that by her third aunt and fourth aunt, Yun girl." The Qin clan hurriedly apologized to the Zhao family and the Fang family, and as he spoke, he pulled Yang Yun and said, "Yun'er, hurry up and apologize to your third and fourth aunts." ”

Yang Yun stubbornly shook off Qin's hand and said, "Third aunt, fourth aunt, I don't dare to say that you are eating idle food, you said it yourself." Just now I just explained to my grandmother the reason why the buns are still not ripe, don't put this hat on my head, my head is small, this hat can't be worn. ”

Zhao and Fang's were so angry that they couldn't say anything, so they had to cry to Mrs. Li, "Mother, my belly is getting bigger and bigger, I can't sleep well this night, I really don't have energy during the day, I didn't help this second sister-in-law make steamed buns today, is it mine, is this ...... Let me do the next thing about the fire, and let the second sister-in-law take a rest. ”

Zhao said, pulled up the star fruit burning in front of the stove, and sat on the small stool with his waist in a "difficult" posture.

"The third family, you go to rest, what should you do if you have a fever because you are a pregnant woman burning a fire on this hot day?"

"Yes, her third aunt, you hurry up and rest, there is me in this kitchen, you can raise the fetus with peace of mind." Qin hurriedly stepped forward and helped Zhao out of the kitchen door.

Now that summer has begun, the weather is already hot, and the fire is burning in the stove, and the big iron pot is steaming. At this time, the temperature in the kitchen can be imagined, whether Yang Li in Fang's arms doesn't like such an environment or other reasons, she also cried "wow".

Fang Shi withdrew the hand pinching Yang Li's ass without a trace, and said, "Mother, then you help me bring the girl, and I will help the second sister-in-law." ”

As soon as Mrs. Li heard the doll's cry, she felt a pain in her head, and hurriedly waved her hand, "You can go back too, you don't need it." ”