Siheyuan: A journey of mountains and rivers

But what can we do?

The child was still sleeping next to him.

Since they couldn't sleep anyway, He Yuzhu spoke.

"My dear, let me tell you a story."

When Xiaoyou heard that he was going to tell a story, he quickly turned over and looked at He Yuzhu.

"Really, Daddy, do you want to tell me a story?"

He Yuzhu touched the little friend's head.

"Of course. Listen up, little friend. Daddy is about to start talking."

"Once upon a time, there was a mountain..."

The story of the monks was quickly told.

He Yuzhu tells this simple story in a very interesting way.

Even Zhou Li had unconsciously taken this story into her head.

In that era when everything was lacking, there were too few interesting things.

It is a good thing to have a radio at home.

The only entertainment left was group movie screenings.

But Zhou Li was so busy with housework that she had no time to watch it.

He Yuzhu continued to tell the story he had just told.

"None of the three monks wanted to fetch water, so none of them had any water to drink."

"After being taught a lesson by the old monk."

“All three of them have learned to work together.”

"We drank the water we drew ourselves."

After listening to the story.

Eyes sparkling.

"Dad, I want to hear one more story."

"Okay, if you want to hear a few stories, that's fine."

Then he continued to tell the story.

At this time, He Yuzhu turned his head and glanced at Zhou Li.

I can only sigh secretly in my heart.

At this moment, He Yuzhu simply put aside all other thoughts in his mind.

He started telling stories to his friends again.

The second story is only half told.

The little boy was already sleeping with his mother in his arms.

The thought that had been suppressed in He Yuzhu's heart resurfaced.

Now I can finally do what I want.

As a result, I saw that Zhou Li had fallen asleep with her little friend.

He Yuzhu sighed.

There is absolutely no way out now.

After thinking about it for a while, He Yuzhu fell asleep with the mother and daughter.

He Yuzhu, who had been daydreaming last night, woke up early.

He began to prepare breakfast for Zhou Li and Xiaoyou.

The breakfast is simple, just boil an egg for each person.

If you want to eat something else, just cook another bowl of white flour porridge.

After preparing breakfast.

He Yuzhu was thinking about making some white flour buns for his mother and daughter.

White flour steamed buns are a good thing in this era.

He directly took out the flour that had been stored for a long time from his own consciousness space.

Then I started steaming the buns.

He Yuzhu lives alone, so these things are his specialties.

Plus there is the added power of the system.

He works much better than before.

He Yuzhu kneaded the dough for steamed buns into a very smooth texture.

Then they were pinched into round buns.

The molded buns were put into the steamer.

After finishing all this, He Yuzhu started to get busy with other things.

He Yuzhu was working in the kitchen when Zhou Li, who got up to go to the toilet, saw him.

Zhou Li rubbed her eyes and went into the kitchen.

"He Yuzhu, what are you doing?"

"Why do you get up so early?"

He Yuzhu washed his hands, turned around and said with a smile.

"I couldn't sleep, so I got up to cook for you two."

"Hurry up and wash your face, and call my friend to get up and eat."

Zhou Li looked at the steamer beside her.

She could already smell the fragrance of the white flour buns.

The smell also successfully reached the little friend's nose.

The little friend opened his sleepy eyes hard.

Then he said.

"Mom. What's that smell? It smells so good."

It turns out that the little friend was attracted by the smell of steamed buns.

Looking at this kind of kid, Zhou Li felt very uncomfortable.

But she quickly adjusted her mindset.

Then he came to the little friend.

"This is the breakfast that Dad made. Hurry up and get up to eat, little friend."

It turned out to be breakfast made by my father himself.

When the little friend heard this, he immediately got dressed and got up obediently.

He is not active in eating and has problems with his thinking.

Zhou Li also asked about the fragrance.

She has eaten white flour buns before.

But in her opinion, there was more than one reason.

The steamed buns made by her man seemed to be more fragrant than the ones she had eaten before.

"What smells so good?"

While Zhou Li was helping the little friend put on clothes.

He Yuzhu has also brought the deaf old lady home.

As soon as she reached the door, the deaf old lady smelled the fragrance.

This was the first time in the old lady’s life that she had smelled such a fragrant scent.

He Yuzhu couldn't help but feel very happy.

The aroma of steamed buns is so strong that I guess every household in the yard can smell it.

He Yuzhu explained to the old lady.

"This is flour made from the latest wheat this year."

“That’s why the steamed buns smell so good.”

Hearing this, the old lady laughed out loud.

"What are you talking about, kid?"

"Then everyone eats new wheat. How can there be last year's wheat?"

He Yuzhu explained patiently.

"In fact, the wheat we eat is not this year's new wheat."

“A lot of it is last year’s wheat.”

"This is because the country wants to collect the latest wheat and store it just in case."

"I found this wheat with great difficulty."

"Finally I found some time for you to come and have a taste."

It was the first time for the deaf old lady to hear such a thing.

After thinking for a while, he said.

"I see."

What He Yuzhu said was not just something he said casually.

In that era when everything was in short supply, this kind of thing was done in a more covert manner.

So not many people know about it.

But it was only in the later days.

If you don't have land at home, it is impossible to eat wheat, rice, etc. grown in front of you.

Many times the rice you buy has a very strong flavor.

But after leaving it at home for a while, the fragrance disappeared inexplicably.

However, the rice grown here does not contain any preservatives or artificial flavors.

How could the smell disappear?

The only reason is that the rice is not new rice.

But it’s last year’s stale rice.

Most of the time, if you want to eat new rice, you have to rely on your luck.

Furthermore, new rice is many times more expensive than old rice.

If He Yuzhu hadn't traveled through time here, they would have never had the chance to eat the new rice of the season.

He Yuzhu now uses the best flour to steam buns.

It is flour that is grown and then ground by ourselves.

The taste of the steamed buns made is far better than those made with flour sold on the market.

Although it's not so fragrant that everyone will be attracted to it.

But you can still smell it throughout the yard.

The little friend also saw the deaf old lady come in.

Already dressed, she quickly climbed out of bed.

Shouting loudly.

"Grandma! You're here!"

The deaf old lady loves children the most.

Especially lively and cute children like Xiaoyou.

The deaf old lady almost lost her eyes from laughing.

He replied quickly.

"Yes, grandma is here."

"My dear, you are so good and you got up."

The young boy held the deaf old lady and pointed at the kitchen.

"Grandma, the steamed buns smell so good!"

The three adults were amused and laughed together.