Seeing Su Xueyan's trembling appearance, Su Xuanhe rolled his eyes: "What are you doing here?" Those who don't know think that this dish is poisonous in it, and you are testing the poison here. ”

"Yo, you kid still know about 'drug testing'?" Su Qingluan snorted.

Su Xueyan turned her head and glared at Su Xuanhe: "It's not because you lied to me, I'm crying, stinky brother!" ”

Yang also glared at Su Xuanhe: "You too, where is there such a trick to trick my sister into eating shallots, fortunately, the three girls didn't eat much that time, otherwise if there is something wrong with the spicy stomach, see if I don't clean you up!" ”

“…… But it's already cleaned up......" Su Xuanhe muttered weakly.

"It's better to pack it lightly!" Su Guangfu said expressionlessly beside him, which made Su Xuanhe shrink his neck in fright.

Seeing that her sister was still a little hesitant, Su Qingluan touched her hair and laughed softly: "You only eat a little bit to see, it's really not spicy, it's a little sweet, when did Sister lie to you?" ”

Su Xueyan nodded, picked up the shredded onion, and then uncomfortably picked up a little shredded cucumber and put it in her mouth.

The sesame sauce is wrapped in shredded cucumbers and onions, forming a fragrant and slightly salty coat, and the original crispy cucumbers and onions are pickled and soft.

The spicy taste of the onion is completely encased in this fragrant sauce, and the fragrance of the cucumber not only neutralizes the spicy taste, but also makes the original rich feeling of the sauce even more delicious.

Su Qingluan looked at her sister's little face, which was originally wrinkled and now slowly stretched: "How is it?" ”

"It's delicious!" Su Xueyan's pair of watery eyes flashed with surprise, "Sister, eating shallots like this is not spicy or choking!" ”

Su Qingluan smiled: "Eat it in small bites, it won't be too spicy." ”

Su Xuanhe took a piece of the water, got closer and frowned: "Sister, your water is scorched!" Look, it smells mushy! ”

"It's not mushy, it's smoked." Su Qingluan explained, "The smoke from the firing of fruit wood will have some special aroma. ”

In fact, the taste of different wood smoked is slightly different, and even the leaves of wormwood, tea and other plants can be used, but Su Qingluan has used tea before, and now it is not the season when wormwood is ripe, so he switched to fruit wood.

As it turned out, this worked out well.

"It's a good dish to drink, but it's a pity." Yang looked at Su Guangfu, who was silently eating noodles and smoked sauce in the water next to him, and quipped.

Su Qingluan was "poofed", but he knew why.

In fact, Su Guangfu is willing to drink a little wine, but in the past, he was only able to do it when the farm was slack. Recently, because he was busy repairing houses everywhere in the village, he had to go out early every day, and he hadn't had a drink for a long time.

It's not that I don't want to, but Su Guangfu is also a "big addiction to food" in a sense.

He didn't go crazy after drinking, and the wine was very good, but he had to sleep until three o'clock the next day before he could sober up.

Therefore, if it is due to the busy farm or the next day, it is necessary to get up early, so I dare not drink more that night.

It is also because the work of repairing the house has not been completely completed, and it is natural that you still have to get up early the next day, and today's rare appetizer is delicious, but there is no wine, isn't it a pity?

Su Guangfu was ridiculed by his daughter-in-law, of course he didn't say anything, but just glanced at Yang. I don't know if it's Su Qingluan's illusion, she always feels that there is a little sadness in her father's eyes.

After eating and drinking, everyone closed the door outside, and the fire burned brightly.

Moreover, Su Guangfu had already removed the partition leading to the inner room in the middle, so that the hot gas in the furnace could enter the inside of the kang in the house through the flue below.

In summer, you only need to light the stove when cooking, and there is also a partition, so the kang will not be too hot. However, in winter, the stove outside will burn for most of the night, so that even if there is only residual heat left, it can ensure that the fire will not cool down in the second half of the night.

What's more, the outer and inner rooms of the Su family are connected, and the three ondols are also connected to each other, so that especially the main house kang with the most firepower, next to the stove, is like a super large fireplace, with the circulation of airflow, the heat in the room will flow outward in waves, even in the front hall outside, it will not be too cold.

Of course, the most fundamental reason is that this year, the Su family is no longer struggling, and they can buy firewood as they want, which will naturally make the hearth burn more prosperous.

If it was in previous years, I was afraid that I would have to be careful to calculate if I burned for an extra hour, and the room would naturally not be so hot.

Su Qingluan boiled hot water in a kettle and made barley tea for everyone - this wheat was the wheat that Su Qingluan picked up on the ridge when he was harvesting, peeled out the barley and put it on the platform outside the stove, and the autumn sun was shining, but it was dry in a few days.

Su Qingluan then used the "iron pot" to roast the wheat, which was ready-made barley tea.

This barley tea has a burnt flavor to drink, and it is very greasy, and it warms the stomach with a tea bowl after the meal, which washes away the rich and greasy taste of the previous bone broth, and warms the body and stomach.

When Su Qingluan carried the kettle into the house, Su Xuanhe had already gone to Wen Shu. And every time at this time, the youngest Su Xueyan should have been sleepy.

But today, contrary to Su Qingluan's expectations, it was not the Yang family who coaxed Su Xueyan to tell the bedtime story, but Su Guangfu - compared to the gentle tone of the Yang family, Su Guangfu spoke dryly, which made his daughter disgusted.

So Su Guangfu had to give full play to his physical advantages, put the little girl on his neck, literally "be a cow and a horse", and let the little girl have a good "horse-riding" addiction.

Su Guangfu coaxed his daughter, but Yang was not idle, and he was painting something under the shaking light under the lamp oil.

Su Qingluan leaned over to take a look, and it turned out to be a drawing of cotton gloves.

"Auntie, didn't you say that these cotton gloves have been made? Why do you have to draw drawings? Su Qingluan looked at her sister as if she was about to fall asleep, walked over and asked in a low voice.

Yang Shi also lowered his voice: "Originally, I let the villagers try those gloves, but I always feel that there is still room for improvement. She pointed to her wrist, "For example, here, I'm going to add a strap that can be closed to prevent cold air from pouring in, and something between the two gloves to prevent the loss of one ...... all the time."

Su Qingluan watched Yang muttering to the drawings, and the more she looked at it, the more surprised she became: She, a mother, is really sensitive to the design of clothing!

Seeing the eldest daughter staring at her in a daze, Yang shook her palm in front of her with some strangeness: "How can you be stupid?" Help me see which of these two colors is better for lining! ”

Su Qingluan came back to his senses when he heard this, and hurriedly looked down.