After boiling the rice in the pot, Xu Fugui began to think about what to eat at night.

He originally wanted to cut another piece of bacon, after all, it was the first time he cooked after he was reborn, and of course he wanted Jiazhen and them to eat better.

But Jiazhen rolled her eyes, "The landlord's family doesn't eat meat for a meal." ”

The meal I ate at noon today has made Jiazhen feel very distressed, and it is too rare to see all-you-can-eat meat in a poor family.

Xu Fugui had no choice, it was difficult for the Qiao woman to cook without rice, and she was not allowed to eat meat, and the only vegetables at home were winter bamboo shoots, radish, cabbage, and mushrooms and mushrooms picked up from the mountains.

Seeing that there was still a lot of broth for cooking bacon in the pot, he simply took out a handful of vermicelli and threw it in, tore another cabbage, threw radishes and mushrooms into it, and boiled a pot of vegetable soup.

Jiazhen looked at the noodles in his hand, opened his mouth, and still didn't speak.

Vermicelli is also a good thing to press the family, usually only to entertain guests or take out the New Year's festival to eat, not as good as eating meat, but it is still a child's desire to eat.

Not to mention children, adults are also obsessed with vermicelli.

After all, ordinary people don't know how to make this thing at all, and if you want to eat it, you have to take the money to buy it in the county.

The things that need to be bought with money are precious.

Xu Fugui is good, looking at his posture of throwing noodles, he can't see the slightest distress, others are throwing a few sticks, he threw them in directly.

Of course, Xu Fugui knows that vermicelli is precious, but his mentality is a little different now.

After all, there are twenty gold bars in the space, and there are a hundred silver dollars, and when the mountains and rivers are really exhausted, they can be exchanged for them on the black market, and they don't worry about eating and drinking at all, just to prevent them from being discovered by outsiders.

So he was unwilling to wronged his family in terms of eating.

Life is too short, and if you have the ability, what's wrong with enjoying it?

The firewood was very strong, and the rice pot was turned on after a while, Xu Fugui took out a densely woven dustpan, lifted the pot and poured it in, and the dustpan separated the rice from the rice soup.

At this time, the rice is still in a state of sandwiching, and it needs to be steamed in a pot.

As for why not just cook it in one pot, it will be porridge instead of dry rice.

Other families in the village basically eat porridge when they eat rice, and when a bowl of rice is cooked, there must be more porridge than dry rice.

As the sun sets, wisps of cooking smoke rise from the chimney and drift away in the wind.

As the aroma of rice came out, Lai Shun and Nagan also woke up.

"Ho, it's getting dark." Lai Shun stretched and said.

Nagan shook his head, looking a little confused.

Xu Fugui poured a bowl of rice soup and handed it over, "Uncle Gen, after drinking sober wine, I don't dare to ask you to drink so much in the future." Drink half a glass at most. ”

Changgen drank all the rice soup in the bowl, sobered up a little, and got up to the thatched house to pee.

"Come to Shun, call Fengxia back for dinner." Jiazhen tied her apron and took the dishes and chopsticks, and said casually.

"Okay."

Lai Shun strode out of the courtyard and shouted in the direction of the village entrance: "Fengxia, Fengxia, it's time to eat!" ”

The sound spread out quickly, and the entire Xujia Village could hear it.

Adults in other families do the same way to ask their children to eat, shouting at the top of their voices.

But after a while, Father Xu took Feng Xia's hand and walked back.

"Fengxia, where did you go, I haven't seen anyone for an afternoon." Mother Xu helped Feng Xia cut her hair.

"I was playing with the big and small pairs, and they asked me if I had ever eaten braised eggs, and I said I could eat them if I wanted to, and they asked if I could give them food too, and I agreed."

After speaking, he ran over and hugged Xu Fugui's legs, raised his head and said, "Dad, do we have any boiled eggs at home, I want to take them for the big and small pairs to eat." ”

"In a few years, I haven't cooked lo-mei in the past few days." Xu Fugui touched her head.

"It's time to eat." Jia Zhen beckoned everyone to the table.

This large yellow round table in the stove room was bought after lo mei made money, and it used to be eaten around the stove.

There are eight people in the house, and a round table is just full.

"Well, it tastes good." Mother Xu tasted it and praised it.

Halfway through eating, Youqing's cry suddenly came out in the house, Jiazhen wiped her hands on her apron, walked into the house and first checked Youqing's buttocks, it was clean, and then picked him up.

As soon as he picked it up, Youqing stopped crying, and looked at Jiazhen with his eyes open.

Jiazhen gently poked his little face, unbuttoned his apron, unbuttoned his clothes again, and skillfully breastfed Youqing.

After feeding, he walked out with Youqing in his arms.

"Give me a hug, you're good to eat." Xu Fugui stretched out his hand.

"Have you eaten?" Jiazhen carefully put Youqing in his arms.

Xu Fugui nodded, instigating his mouth to tease Youqing in his arms.

After eating, Jiazhen and Xu's mother went to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, Xu's father did the same, and the bearer walked slowly towards the entrance of the village with both hands.

Xu Fugui got up and followed, Feng Xia also followed behind when he saw this, and Father Xu stretched out his hand to stop him, "Do you want my grandson to blow the wind?" Blow it out, Lao Tzu will break your dog's legs. ”

"Dad, I'm holding it, and I can't blow the wind."

Father Xu said impatiently: "Don't follow me, the squatting is not smooth." ”

After speaking, he walked out by himself, and Changgen asked Laishun to watch the stove fire and ran out.

It's not dark outside, it's just black.

"Changgen, what are you doing with you?" Father Xu asked.

"Master, I want to go and squat in a pit too."

With Changgen following, Xu Fugui was not worried, walking back and forth in the house, teasing Youqing in his arms.

Feng Xia sat next to Lai Shun and lit the fire with him, since returning to the village, a pair of small hands have always been dirty.

"Fengxia, help me boil more water, Dad wants to take a bath."

Feng Xia tilted her head to look at him, then picked up a piece of firewood and put it into the fire, and the firelight reflected the wall behind him into a fiery red.

"What kind of bath do you take on the first day of the new year?" Mother Xu sat in front of the stove and muttered.

"I haven't washed it for many days, and I'm not feeling well, and besides, I don't believe it either."

The bath water boiled quickly, Xu Fugui took out the wooden bucket, poured the bath water into it, and then came to the sheepfold in the courtyard outside.

All the clothes were taken off, and when the cold wind blew, he suddenly shivered, and hurriedly poured hot water on his body.

took out the soap corner bought in the county, felt the foam in the palm of his hand, and wiped it vigorously on his body, his teeth trembled while wiping, and the tip of his nose was mixed with the smell of chicken feces and sheep dung, which was miserable.

The sleeping sheep on the side was woken up and bleated a few words.

No, I don't have anything to do during the Chinese New Year, so I have to take a shower.

It can block the wind and isolate the odor.

It's nothing for him to be a big man bathing in the sheepfold, and he can't wronged Jiazhen and Fengxia.

It's cold and smelly, and if someone passes by, you have to bend your neck for fear of being discovered......