Who knows! As soon as I returned to the mountains to farm, I encountered a natural disaster.

After five o'clock in the afternoon, the sun became slightly smaller.

Zhao Yeqing was already a little restless. She was worried about whether the vegetables in the garden could withstand today's ultra-high temperature.

She watched the dazzling sunlight gradually being blocked by the mountains, and hurriedly went out and got into the greenhouse to take a look.

She opened both ends of the greenhouse in the morning. The temperature inside the closed greenhouse is ten degrees higher than outside, so it is necessary to ensure sufficient ventilation inside. The previously opened vents can no longer meet the requirements of vegetables under ultra-high temperatures. .

The vegetables that have been sun-dried for a day are a little wilted, but fortunately there is no sunburn. However, loofah and okra are different, and they are still green and full of vitality under the ultra-high temperature.

It seems like there are a few more flowers blooming today?

Zhao Yeqing asked Mu Xi in the yard to turn on the faucet, and she held the water pipe and started watering the yard.

The water put in the rice fields in the morning was almost dry in the afternoon, which shows how ridiculous the sun is today.

The rice seedlings had grown ten centimeters high, but fortunately they had not wilted. She quickly refilled the water on them, and also rewatered the cornfield next to them.

Rabbits who didn't like to drink water in the past drank a lot today. There was a bamboo pipe connected to the outside of the bucket in the rabbit pen, and water slowly dripped from the bamboo pipe. Normally, rabbits didn't go to the bucket. Today, there is a rabbit next to the bucket. Squeeze the rabbit.

The soybeans that Mu Xi harvested yesterday were unloaded from the car and thrown on the ground in the yard. They have only been exposed to the sun for one day today, and almost all of them have turned yellow. They will be able to harvest the beans after another day of drying tomorrow.

Watching the sun set in the west, lay out the cement floor first.

The ground in the yard was well trampled, and there were no weeds even after walking around frequently. Mu Xi drew a range that started from the door of his house and extended to the gate of the courtyard, which was three meters wide.

Three meters is actually a bit narrow. The cement river sand at home is at least enough to pave a five-meter wide area, but they don't dare to use it indiscriminately now, for fear that there will be another earthquake one day and the house will be cracked and there will be nothing to repair it.

Generally speaking, when laying cement, you need to put a wooden frame around it so that it looks good. If this is the case, you have to cut down trees, which takes a whole day. They don't care about good looks, as long as it can be used.

The ground to be plastered with cement needs to be sprinkled with some water. It cannot be dry. Too much water will make it muddy. Zhao Yeqing shook the water ladle and spread the water evenly on the ground. He controlled the amount to ensure that it was not too wet.

Mix the cement and river sand, pour it on a line in the middle, and smooth it out from the middle to both sides.

In order to save some money, the two of them spread the cement thinly. This will definitely not last long and will probably crack slightly after a year.

It's just that they don't care whether it cracks or not, as long as it can be used, at least it won't be muddy and waterlogged. When beating beans and millet, these small particles falling on the ground can be easily swept together and collected, which is better than mud.

After the cement was laid, the two of them went to take a shower to wash off the mortar on their bodies, changed their clothes and went downstairs.

In this weather, it is estimated that the cement will dry completely in three to four hours, but you cannot let it dry so quickly. If it dries too fast, the viscosity and hardness of the cement will weaken. After three hours, sprinkle a layer of water on top.

They didn't eat anything at noon, and until now at seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the two of them still had no appetite.

It's the kind of thing where you're hungry, but you just can't eat.

Zhao Yeqing took out the jelly he made at noon. Before taking a shower, he saw that it had solidified. He put it in the freezer. After taking a shower for ten minutes, he took it out immediately. It would not freeze and would be ice cold. .

This jelly is different from the usual brewed jelly, which is in the shape of transparent jelly. This jelly is not so transparent after solidification, and looks more like the jelly she had eaten in Sichuan and Chongqing.

Use a knife to cut the jelly into small cubes on the tray, scoop it into a bowl, then pour in the honey water, and a bowl of honey jelly is ready.

It tasted springy and tender in the mouth, and she thought about making it salty one day and trying it.

In their hometown, the tofu puddings are all sweet. After she tasted the spicy and salty ones once, she is no longer a staunch sweet person. She loves all three flavors.

Thanks to the jelly, their appetites were whetted after eating one bowl.

It feels so bad to be hungry and not be able to eat.

It was getting late, and cooking took too much time. Zhao Yeqing remembered the idea from yesterday and turned to ask Mu Xi, who was washing the two people's clothes stained by cement slurry.

"Do you eat snail noodles?"

He didn't even raise his head,

"Add sausage."

"okay!"

Zhao Yeqing ran up the stairs and then down again, holding two bags of snail noodles in his hands.

Boil the water and cook the rice noodles first, this takes the longest time.

Take three eggs from the egg basket and beat them in a bowl.

Pour half a pot of oil into a small pot, heat it up, and slowly pour the egg liquid into the oil pan from top to bottom. The moment the egg liquid enters the oil pan, it is fried into a meringue.

A bowl of egg liquid is divided into two times and fried into two fluffy and crispy round fried eggs.

Zhao Yeqing took out the pickled sour bamboo shoots, took the amount he wanted to eat, then covered it and put it back.

Rinse the sour bamboo shoots with water, tear off the large pieces with your hands, and set aside for a while to cook with rice noodles.

After the rice noodles are cooked, take them out and put them in cold water. Boil the water again and add the rice noodles, pickled bamboo shoots and seasonings. Mu Xi did not forget to add the intestines and a handful of water spinach.

After serving, sprinkle with peanuts and yuba.

"Do you want spicy oil?"

"Put half of it."

Mu Xi hung his washed clothes on the rope and walked in to get the powder.

Zhao Yeqing took out the plate with the fried eggs first. This should not be soaked in the soup in advance. It should be put in when you want to eat it.

The snail noodles are served, the bright red spicy oil makes people salivate, and the unique aroma of sour bamboo shoots dominates the living room.

Luohuo and Xuebing ran outside the yard and looked at the two of them with complicated eyes.

In the end, he lay at the door with a sad face and waited for them to finish eating.

Zhao Yeqing used chopsticks to pull off a small piece of the fried egg and put it into the soup. He only stayed there for a second before picking it up and eating it.

The fried eggs that had only been soaked for a short time still retained their original crispness, but the soup had already been absorbed inside. The moment your teeth bit into it, you could taste the fried eggs bursting out from the crispness on your tongue, which was rich, sour, sweet, and slightly spicy. Flavorful soup base.

She felt that her soul had been sublimated.

I didn't even miss the last soup base and drank it all.

As per the old rules, she cooks and Mu Xi washes the dishes.

Sitting on the sofa, the smell in the room did not dissipate. Looking at the two little leopards at the door who were still unwilling to come in, she couldn't help but want to tease them.

"Snow cake...forget it, Sticky~ Sticky, come here."

I called Xue Bing first, and found that Xue Bing refused to look at her at all, as if she had done something to prevent her from looking directly at her.

It did react when I called it fuzzy, but its facial expression was hesitant, neither advancing nor retreating.

It was making her laugh.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside the courtyard wall behind the house...