Ma Tianzao didn't believe it, and Lu Miao said again:

"Then I made it at home one day, and you can taste it when the time comes."

What Lu Miao thought was that it was estimated that Ma Tianjube would often be stationed here in the future anyway.

When the time comes, it will be convenient for her to taste it.

Ma Tianzao saw her insistence on what she said, and couldn't help but hesitate in her heart:

"Can you really eat it?"

Lu Miao nodded.

Ma Tianzao still didn't believe it, but looking at Lu Miao's appearance, it really didn't look like he was lying.

Ma Tian Jujube doesn't know how to do this, and he doesn't believe that he can eat it, but Lu Miao obviously loves it.

She thought for a moment and said:

"I know where to get this, and if you want it, I'll get it for you."

Lu Miao frowned and wondered: "It's going to be winter, where are you going?" Don't bite me! ”

Ma Tianzao shook his head confidently:

"I know where it is, you don't care!"

Although I paid the tuition fee for a chicken, I was a little embarrassed to be pestered by Lu Miao, and Ma Tianjujube.

Lu Miao wanted this Wang Ba, so she caught her.

It's just tuition.

Ma Tian jujube thought sweetly.

After that, no matter how Ren Lu Miao asked, she refused to say where there were soft-shelled turtles.

I made up my mind to do it myself.

Lu Miao had no choice but to tell her to pay attention to safety.

After that, Lu Miao asked Ma Tianzao how many words she recognized, and Ma Tianzao scratched it on the ground to show her.

The township is different from the city, the wind direction is strong, and the school is closed early.

Ma Tianzao, like some young men and girls in the village, has never gone to serious school, and some of the words he knows are learned from the elders in the village.

So she thinks it is good, there are only about twenty or thirty, most of which are common in daily life, such as the slogans posted under the wall, what "serve the people", "engage in production" and so on.

A few words Ma Tian Jujube can only recognize, not write, and the strokes are right.

Lu Miao referred to her situation, and dismantled and wrote a long row of the words with her wrong strokes in the notebook in the order of strokes.

Let her write it herself when she has time.

In addition, the slogan that she can read and write is also concocted in the same way.

There are only a few pages in a small arithmetic book, and each word is reserved for three lines of practice space, and a dozen or so slogans from beginning to end take up a book.

Lu Miao gave her two small arithmetic books.

One is used to practice calligraphy, and the other is to write down the order of the Chinese pinyin letters from memory.

These are very, very basic things.

At present, it is unlikely that it will be used in daily life, but Lu Miao thought about it and looked back to see if he could find a book with pinyin.

If she can find it, she teaches Ma Tianjube to be easier.

If you can't find it, then teach it first.

If you don't need it now, you can always use it later.

Learn more, don't lose.

Ma Tianzao thanked Lu Miao, and went back to eat and practice at noon with the ready-made book.

As soon as Ma Tianzao left on the front foot, Fu Jingyou came back behind.

He went with another young man in the team, and went with him, using the old ox cart in Diuri, and the cart was padded with something, and pulled a large ox cart full of cinders that had been quenched by the fire.

Among them, there are also those honeycomb coals that Fu Jingyou didn't have time to get back before.

Some of them are crushed coal, that is, partial ores, but most of them are neat or broken honeycomb coal after burning.

It's all good stuff.

Lu Miao looked around, afraid that things would be piled up on the threshing floor, and it would affect the use of the threshing floor by the members of the club when she turned around, so she asked Fu Jingyou and another young man in the team to unload all the crushed cinders on the side of the house at the door.

When the time comes, you can use it, just come and shovel it.

The young man in the team led the cow back, and Lu Miao entertained Fu Jingyou into the house.

The chicken soup that was stewed in the morning was cooked over low heat for two or three hours, and it was just simmered, and you could smell a pungent fragrance as soon as you entered the house.

Fu Jingyou carried the basket back to the hut to stack the honeycomb coal, came out and rubbed his black hands and asked:

"What's up? So fragrant? ”

"The chicken sent by the horse scorekeeper, and the sweet dates helped cut it."

"Huh?"

Fu Jingyou washed his hands by the well, "Why did he suddenly send chickens over?" ”

Lu Miao said that Ma Tianzao was going to learn things from her.

After a while, he asked again: "Is it too expensive to take other people's chickens?" ”

Fu Jingyou shook his head, "It's not worth much to say it's valuable, it's just that the villagers are frugal and don't want to eat it themselves." ”

Lu Miao hesitated: "Then shouldn't I take it?" ”

Fu Jingyou smiled, shook his hand and led her into the house:

"How so? You also teach her solid real skills, and they will only thank you. ”

Before the release, Lu Miao would not be cared for even if he shouted everywhere to "accept apprentices".

But now it's different.

Her success in manure is something that everyone has seen with their own eyes.

Just because Ma Tianzao got 400 points of work for half a month, Ma Tianzao also believed in her with 100 or 10,000 points.

Otherwise, can you carry a chicken to the door in such a hurry?

Sitting down at the table, Fu Jingyou brought the chopsticks and the old-fashioned silver soup spoon at home.

The staple food for lunch, Lu Miao's whole sweet potato, is eaten with chicken soup.

Fu Jingyou uncovers the lid of the soup can.

This time, there was already a lot of oil floating on the chicken soup noodles, but it was obviously not as much as Chen Guifen's stewed chicken soup before.

The chickens brought by the horse technician should not have been around for a long time this year.

Fu Jingyou put aside the oil flower and scooped a little into the bowl for Lu Miao:

"Try it first."

Lu Miao took it and blew it, took a sip, and nodded lightly, "It's delicious." ”

Fu Jingyou chuckled and relieved herself and took her bowl again.

The spoon stirred the soup can, and Fu Jingyou scooped all the chicken feet and wings she liked into the bowl.

Another two chicken thighs were scooped into the bowl, and at the end a little bit of poor chicken broth was scooped.

Because I can't fit it.

Lu Miao frowned and looked at the big bowl of chicken he pushed over, and he was almost speechless.

"Feeding pigs doesn't take you like this, does it? I don't want to eat so much. ”

Fu Jingyou coaxed her: "This time the chicken is tender and delicious, you take a bite first." ”

Lu Miao pouted, as if she was angry and coquettish:

"Don't eat so much! Where can I eat? ”

Fu Jingyou dragged the bowl over, the chopsticks in his hand moved, and he didn't think about which one to clip out for a long time.

Chicken feet and chicken wings are Lu Miao's favorite food, and chicken legs are what he wants Lu Miao to eat.

Lu Miao saw him grinding and chirping, he couldn't bear it anymore, he quickly brought the bowl back, and put his arms into his bowl with chicken legs between the chopsticks, two in a row.

This time it was Fu Jingyou's turn to frown and "tsk".

Lu Miao snorted funny, "Eat, when I meet what I like to eat, I don't necessarily have your share, can I still wronged myself?" ”

Fu Jingyou wrinkled his brows, and he was not very happy to eat a meal.

Seeing Lu Miao's steamed sweet potatoes at noon, he asked:

"Don't have any rice at home?"

"Yes."

"Then how do you steam sweet potatoes and eat them?"

"Sweet potatoes are convenient, how can you eat all white rice?"