Seeing the fresh mushrooms in the back basket, Song Xi smiled brightly, "What a coincidence, I happened to meet an aunt who sold chickens in the commune today, I bought a chicken from her and came back, and I could stew a mushroom chicken soup for everyone at night, and the soup would be boiled a little more, so that everyone could drink one more bowl." ”

"I'll take care of the dinner." Zhou Yi nodded, looking at his little daughter-in-law's smiling face, he felt extremely happy.

Since fresh mushrooms are more difficult to clean, Song Xi asked Zhou Yi to go to the well to clean them first, so as not to have time to clean them in the afternoon.

She herself turned back to the stove house and reached out to get an old hen that had been cleaned up directly from the fresh food section of the supermarket.

The internal organs are wrapped in the old hen's belly, and if you take it out, you can simply wash it, and you can stew it directly.

The old hen that just took out was a little icy, and she gave it to Zhou Yiyi to reveal the filling.

So she put the old hen on the lid of the pot, and after a few minutes of being smoked by the heat in the pot, the old hen became a room temperature chicken.

At this time, Song Xi took out the old hen and handed it to Zhou Yi.

Zhou Yi saw the old hen's egg flower and sighed, "It's a pity." ”

This old hen stew should be used to replenish the body of the little daughter-in-law, what is the use of giving it to those old men?

Song Xi doesn't say that he understands Zhou Yi 100%, but he definitely understands Zhou Yi.

As soon as Zhou Yi's words came out, she couldn't help but laugh, she leaned over slightly and reached out to pinch Zhou Yi's shoulder, "Big man, how can you be so stingy?" Everyone has done your work for you, what's wrong with drinking your old hen soup? If you help others in the future, and others only let you drink wild vegetable soup, are you comfortable? ”

Zhou Yi raised his head and looked at Song Xi in the sun, and looked blankly at the girl with a bright smile on her face.

She smiled very whimsily, and her little face was bright and moving.

Two braids hung down on his chest, and his face seemed to have a soft golden light.

Even if you wear the most modest clothes, you can't hide that unique temperament.

Zhou Yi looked a little obsessed for a while, as if he was looking at a fairy.

Song Xi saw Zhou Yi's gaze, his expression was a little unnatural, and he laughed dryly, "I'll go see the fire." ”

Finally, he turned around and went to the stove house.

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard Song Xi's words, and then he came back to his senses and smiled helplessly.

Every day, I am fascinated by the little daughter-in-law and can't find the north.

Because there were more people who came to eat at night, and the mushrooms were very watery, and there was not much cooked in a large back basket, so he didn't keep it today, but washed all the mushrooms in the back basket.

After lunch, Zhou Yi began to prepare for the installation of the glass window, first stirring the mud, and then using the glass window to make a gesture on the wall, smashing the glass window into an empty space the size of the glass window on the mud brick wall, and then installing the glass window and sealing it with mud.

In this era, there was cement, but the production capacity was not high.

If you want to buy cement, you have to have an approval, otherwise you can't buy it even if you have money.

People in rural areas and mountain villages, if they don't have connections, don't want to buy cement, so everyone uses mud.

As long as the mud brick house is built well and the quality is passable, it is not a problem to live for decades.

Besides, why do they need to live for decades!

In just a few years, everyone's conditions are almost the same, and then you can return the blue brick and tile house.

At that time, everyone will change and build together, and it will not be very eye-catching.

After the glass window was installed, Song Xi pulled a wire on it, and threaded the blue cloth prepared in advance on the wire to use as a curtain.

During the day, you can push all the cloth aside to let the house get sunlight, and at night you will open the curtains.

"That, isn't that what the supply and marketing cooperatives do when they bill and pay? A clip, pushed from here to there, brushed and passed, and that's where I learned. Afraid that Zhou Yi would ask something, Song Xi hurriedly explained, "Brother Yi, what do you think of my curtain?" ”

In the clothing area of her supermarket, there are indeed curtains installed without punching, but they are too beautiful and too advanced to be used out, so it is better to manually make a curtain that conforms to this era.

Although this curtain is very rough and simple, the color is very beautiful.

The blue curtains look like a dreamy starry sky.

If you embroider a few stars or a few small flowers on it with white thread, it is not only beautiful but also very romantic.

It's just that she didn't add those complicated processes, so it's good to be simple.

"Well done, daughter-in-law, you're great." Zhou Yi wrapped his arms around Song Xi from behind, his chin resting on her shoulder.

His nose could just smell the scent in her hair, and he was fascinated.

"That's it." Song Xi is not good, she has always felt that she is great.

If not, how can her modern career be so prosperous?

If she is not good, how can a single woman under the age of thirty have so many assets?

Her only regret is that she doesn't have a happy family.

For her biological parents, she is a superfluous existence, she is such a good, so good, so good and so profitable daughter, they can't even see her existence, it is estimated that all they can see is her money, right?

Whether it's modern or now, it doesn't seem to have a family that loves her.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the look of loss on Song Xi's face, Zhou Yi asked worriedly.

Could it be that she remembered what happened to her in the Song family?

No one cares about her, no one cares about her, she has no one to rely on, everything can only be handled by herself, Zhou Yi thought like this, and was very distressed.

"Daughter-in-law, there is me!" Zhou Yi turned Song Xi around, facing her, his deep eyes were full of tenderness and seriousness, and then took her into his arms, "As you said before, as long as we work hard enough, life will definitely get better and better, eat fine grain, wear new clothes, and eat meat at once, it will be a matter of time." ”

Smelling the smell of him that she was used to, Song Xi nodded lightly.

As long as she is there, their lives will not be bad, and everyone's lives will soon be better.

Dinner was made by Zhou Yi, and the staple food was sweet potato rice and cakes with ground cornmeal.

The cornmeal was slowly ground by Zhou Yi on the stone mill in the village with the corn he harvested, he didn't tell Song Xi, and Song Xi didn't know that he had worked hard to grind the cornmeal.

Due to the low yield, when other people's families grind cornmeal, even the corn cob inside is ground together, so the cakes or nests made of cornmeal are particularly unpalatable and difficult to swallow.

But in order to fill the stomach, no one cares whether it tastes good or not.

When Zhou Yi grinded the cornmeal, the corn cob was also ground together, and it was still acceptable for him to swallow no matter how difficult it was.

But he will not let his daughter-in-law eat such things, because their family is okay now, and he will continue to earn money, buy fine grains for his daughter-in-law to eat, and let his daughter-in-law buy what she likes to eat.

(End of chapter)