Pampered Pastoral: Orion’s Delicious Little Lady

She felt bad. She didn't even bake the bread in the morning, so she was afraid it would be noon when she got to town.

Song Lihua stood up in a hurry. After getting dressed, she opened the door and rushed to the backyard.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the door and raised his eyes, he saw Mrs. Zhou tying a rope to Lu Chunquin in the front yard.

Lu Chunquin was also very cooperative. Sometimes he would lower his head and bend his legs slightly, for fear of tiring Zhou.

Song Lihua: "..."

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Mrs. Zhou glanced at Song Lihua, and then gently asked her to wash up and have breakfast.

Song Lihua was so anxious that she didn't have time to worry about whether she would eat breakfast or not. There was even a hint of urgency in her tone: "Mom, I have to bake -"

"Bread?" Mrs. Zhou raised her hand and touched Lu Chunquin's head tenderly, then turned to Song Lihua and said, "Mom baked it for you this morning. See if you can control the heat. This is also my first time. Bake it according to the method you used to bake it before, go and see if it works like this."

After saying these words, Mrs. Zhou gently comforted Lu Chunqun, and whispered to it: "You have to walk slower when you go to town later. You don't want to run fast, but you want to be safe. But don't throw my pear blossoms."

The bread dough...is it baked?

Song Lihua was stunned. The oven in the backyard was not big and could bake eight to ten buns at a time.

In other words, Zhou baked this bread for at least three ovens.

Plus the time it takes to light a fire and burn the stove…

Song Lihua opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but nothing came out.

It feels weird.

The bread baked by Zhou is exactly the same as the bread she bakes, the same crispy outside and soft inside, the same fragrant aroma, even the brown layer on the outside and the white sesame seeds sprinkled on top are just right.

Song Lihua put the bread embryos into the basket and covered it with a clean white cloth. The meat patties whipped last night were also stacked in layers with lotus leaves.

After everything was done, she didn't have time to have breakfast. She had to blame herself for getting up late.

The hour of Chen has passed, and it is almost time to reach the end of the hour.

It was already bright, the sun was hanging brightly in the sky, and the sunlight was beginning to dazzle.

Mrs. Zhou seemed to have expected this. When she handed the oxcart lead rope to Song Lihua, she also stuffed an oil paper bag into her hand.

"Mom, I think you were tired yesterday. You will definitely have to get up later today. I won't have time to have breakfast then." Mrs. Zhou's voice was still particularly gentle, and her smile reached her eyes: "Not eating breakfast is not good for your health. Take the food with you and eat it on the way, don't go hungry."

Song Lihua lowered her head and looked at the oil paper bag in her hand, feeling something familiar.

Now there is no time to think so much. After bidding farewell to Zhou, Song Lihua carefully sat on her new mount.

This Lu Chunqun, who is as strong as an ox, is unusually obedient and obedient. Although he does not walk fast, he is very steady.

Song Lihua was originally worried that the things in the cart behind would fall out due to bumps, but now it seems that this worry is unnecessary.

Lu Chunquin was walking steadily, while Song Lihua, who was sitting on the back of the cow, yawned, touched her hungry belly, and then took out the oil paper bag that Zhou just gave her.

When she opened the oil paper bag, she saw a piece of sugar-osmanthus cake lying quietly inside.

The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus suddenly spread.

No wonder she felt that this oil paper bag looked very familiar. Isn't this the sugar-osmanthus cake she bought at the next stall yesterday and brought it back for them to eat?