Time travel has no future, the peasant girl just wants to farm and get rich

Xiao Youyun sat next to him, looking at the fragrant corn paste, and said with a smile:

"Mom, eldest sister, I think today's corn paste tastes so good!"

"If it tastes good, sister will eat more in a while. Mom, are we going to make whole-grain steamed buns today?" Su Youjun asked Chen.

When Su Youjun proposed this idea to her mother, her mother smiled and blinked, then said with a smile:

"Let's do it! Youjun, do you want to help me cook a meal with my mother? Once you learn how to do it, you can steam all kinds of steamed buns by yourself!"

Not to mention, as a southerner, Su Youjun really doesn't know how to cook this kind of thing. The place she came from time travel also belongs to the south, but due to poverty here, many delicacies are restricted, so she still eats whole grain steamed buns.

She was very interested in making steamed buns and steamed stuffed buns. When the time came, she learned how to make it. When she had money, she bought white flour and opened a small stove in the space for her family to eat. Thinking about it, she thought it was good. She replied with a smile:

"Mom, I want to learn, so let's make black coarse-grain steamed buns together! Sister, do you want to come?"

"Sister, my hands are too dark. It's better not to cause trouble for you. I'll just watch and learn from the side, and then I'll do it myself." Su Youyun also wanted to learn, but when there were too many people, the kitchen was a bit small, so I can now listen to my eldest sister and my mother chatting and making steamed buns.

"Okay then! Just sit next to us and stay with us."

A bright smile broke out on Su Youjun's face. She quickly took out the required ingredients from the kitchen, and then asked her mother to patiently teach her how to operate.

Throughout the process, their intimate conversations broke the silence and seemed to bring them closer.

"Mother, why do farmers like black coarse grain steamed buns?" Su Youjun asked, her eyes full of curiosity.

My mother smiled and replied: "Jun'er, black coarse grain steamed buns are a traditional delicacy of our villagers. They are rich in various nutrients and are very beneficial to health. Moreover, I believe you can also feel its unique taste, right?"

Su Youjun nodded, and then continued to ask: "Mother, how did you learn to cook this dish?"

Mother sighed, a trace of recollection flashed in her eyes: "That was a long, long time ago.

Jun'er, back then, I was still a six-year-old girl and had not yet married your father.

My family and I lived a simple and happy life, but once, our village suffered a drought and all the crops withered. We have to face hunger and poverty. "

Su Youjun's eyes were fixed on his mother, and he listened to her story quietly.

My mother continued: “At that time, our family deeply felt the preciousness of food.

Your grandma started to learn to save and tried to cook with some leftover black whole grains.

When she taught my mother, I was not very successful at first, but I kept trying, and slowly, I mastered the cooking skills, and finally made delicious black coarse-grain steamed buns. "

Su Youjun's eyes gradually became moist. It turned out that it was even worse before than now! She felt her mother's tenacity and courage.

"Mom, you are amazing! You are not only my mother, but also a brave warrior!" Su Youjun said excitedly.

Mother gently patted Su Youjun's head and said with a smile: "Jun'er, each of us has our own story and experience.

And these experiences shape our character and quality.

I believe that everyone is a brave warrior, but we can show it in different circumstances and moments. "

They continued to work closely together, and her mother patiently taught Su Youjun how to knead the dough, ferment it, and steam the steamed buns.

In the process, they helped each other and enjoyed this rare parent-child time together.

Finally, a plate of nine black coarse-grain steamed buns was placed on the table, exuding an alluring aroma.

Su Youjun excitedly picked up a steamed bun and took a look at her achievements. Her eyes were full of satisfaction and gratitude.

Today, under her mother's careful guidance, she finally learned how to make whole-grain steamed buns.

"Mom, this black coarse grain steamed bun is really good! Thank you for teaching me how to make this dish!" Su Youjun said with gratitude.

Mother smiled and touched Su Youjun's head, and said softly: "Jun'er, Yun'er, you are all my pride.

Not only because you learned how to make black whole grain steamed buns, but also because you showed your bravery and persistence.

No matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, remember that you can overcome them. "

Su Youjun and Su Youyun's eyes shone with determination, and they kept their mother's teachings in mind.

The two of them quickly put the paste into the bowls. The three of them picked up the bowls and carefully brought them to the table. She was afraid that if her hands shook, she would spill the precious bowl of corn paste.

When he went out, he saw the old woman's face was a little pale, sitting listlessly and quietly at the dinner table. Su Youjun thought that she must have been too sad last night, so she was too lazy to say anything.

That's fine, he can see as much as her, and as long as she doesn't mess with him, he can see her as an old man.

Distribute all the beaten corn paste to everyone, and distribute all the whole-grain steamed buns to everyone before sitting down to eat the whole-grain steamed buns.

The mother and daughter sat together, raised each other's bowls, and said to each other, "It's so hot." They blew lightly and then tasted it in small bites, filling their mouths with the sweet taste of corn.

"Daughter, this corn mush is so delicious!" Mrs. Chen praised with a smile.

The corners of Su Youjun's mouth raised slightly, and her eyes shone with pride: "Mother, this is the result of our hard work as mother and daughter."

"Mom, eldest sister, the food you make is delicious! I will also learn from you in the future." Su Youyun took a steamed bun as big as a man's fist and ate it with relish.

so good! Ever since the eldest sister woke up, she had never been as hungry as before.

Because the eldest sister wins every argument with Nai, not only does she not have to eat anything that makes her throat uncomfortable, she now eats two black whole-grain steamed buns every day.

She used to drink such a thin paste every night, and she was so hungry that she couldn't sleep every night.

"Yun'er, if it's delicious, eat more. If it's not enough, my mother will still have it here." Mrs. Chen said with a smile.

For some reason, Su Shiming saw his wife and daughter look much better than before. Is it because the food has improved recently?

Anyway, no matter what, as long as things develop in a good direction, I ate the steamed buns happily.

The mother and daughter continued to taste the corn mush and enjoyed this rare warm moment. Their conversation is also like a beautiful song, flowing gently in the air.

"Mother, do you think I will have a happy family when I grow up?" Su Youyun asked ignorantly and cautiously.