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When I went back at noon, Meng Chuxi took out the earthen pot from the stove. The earthen pot was still hot. After opening it, a strong aroma of soybeans hit my face, with a layer of oily flowers floating on it, and the soup was rich.

Stir with chopsticks, the soybeans are boiled crispy, and the collagen in the bones also enters the soup, which is very fragrant.

Meng Chuxi signaled Zhou Qingwu to smell it, and the little girl's eyes lit up and she nodded repeatedly: It smells so good.

Meng Chuxi raised her eyebrows and smiled, very pleased with herself.Wash the rice here and put it in the pot. The soybean and bone soup continues to simmer on the small stove, and season with salt. Such a pot of soup does not need other condiments at all. The soybeans and bones have already given the soup enough deliciousness.

It has been boiled for a long time before, and the soup is poured out after it is hot. The big bowl full of soybean bone soup is enough to arouse the appetite of the two who have worked all morning.

Stir-fry a plate of cabbage, and the meal with meat and vegetables is already very complete.Meng Chuxi filled Zhou Qingwu with a bowl of soybeans, put some big bones with meat on them, and urged her to eat quickly. The little girl couldn't eat before, so one can imagine how long she hadn't eaten meat.

The sliced ​​meat with winter bamboo shoots before was such a small piece of meat, it was pitifully small, so she had to eat more today.

After so long simmering, the big bones have been stewed rotten, and the bones are crispy when bitten down. You can directly taste the soup inside the bones, with the unique fragrance of bone marrow.The soybeans are full of broth, sweet and rich, crispy when bitten down, and the aroma of beans and meat blend together, it is a perfect match, enough to eliminate the fatigue caused by the morning's work.

Satisfied with the soup, Zhou Qingwu sighed contentedly, and gestured: I'm getting fatter.

Meng Chuxi reached out and touched her forehead: "It's as thin as bean sprouts, it's better to be fatter."

Zhou Qingwu rubbed his forehead, pursed his lips and smiled, after eating, the two of them rested for a while and continued to go to the field to finish the rest of the work.

The work in the field lasted a whole day before it was over. For Meng Chuxi, it was really a physical job, and at night he almost fell out of bed and fell asleep.The temperature has been relatively low recently, so naturally she tucked Zhou Qingwu, who couldn't sleep well, into her bed again.

Zhou Qingwu slept very well. When he realized that Meng Chuxi was asleep, he stretched out his hand to tuck the quilt up for her, and watched her fall asleep as well.

There is less rain in the second half of this year. It has rained for three days before the Chinese New Year. The cold and wet winter is even harder to bear. Fortunately, Meng Chuxi is well versed in winter skills, and Zhou Qingwu is diligent. Yes, I saved a lot of firewood at home.

When it rains, there is much leisure, and the two of them are not too bored, sitting at the stove to warm up.Zhou Qingwu can't speak, and it must be more difficult for ordinary people to communicate. Meng Chuxi didn't care, and sat there and began to tell Zhou Qingwu about the books he had read before.

Zhou Qingwu hadn't seen many of them at all. Meng Chuxi's voice was nice and rhythmic, and he spoke with a lot of emotion. At first, Zhou Qingwu would stretch out his hand and gesture to ask questions from time to time. Later, he opened his eyes and opened his mouth slightly, looking at Meng Chuxi with all his attention.

She actually hates rainy days, of course, rather than hating it, she is more afraid, because raining means that she can't do anything, even because of this, she has nothing to eat.But now, in just a few months, she can already sit by the warm charcoal fire and listen to the captivating stories told to her by the person she likes in front of her.The sound of the rain outside the house, the crackling of the charcoal fire inside the house, and Meng Chuxi's voice lingered, Zhou Qingwu suddenly felt a little intoxicated.

The charcoal fire was burning brightly. After Meng Chuxi talked for a long time, her mouth felt dry. Seeing that the little girl was still in high spirits, Meng Chuxi waved her hand and said, "No, I need to rest for a while."

Zhou Qingwu was a little embarrassed, and immediately got up and took the pot off the stove and poured Meng Chuxi a cup of tea: drink water.

Meng Chuxi drank water, looked at the red-hot coals, and thought of the broken urn at home, couldn't help but said: "Qingwu, that ball of old noodles should be ready, let's have pancakes for lunch, okay?"

Zhou Qingwu remembered that she liked to eat pancakes, so there was nothing wrong with her.After listening to her, he didn't care about listening to her, and quickly got up to prepare the ingredients.

Meng Chuxi opened the small urn next to the stove, and there was a sweet and sour smell inside. She stretched out her hand and pressed it, and the old noodles were almost done.In this era, there is no such thing as yeast powder. If you want to make dough, you can only use this old method.

He took out the urn with the broken bottom and washed the inside thoroughly. Over there, Zhou Qingwu had already rolled up his sleeves and started kneading dough.

At this time, there was no alkaline noodles, and all Meng Chuxi could think of was to use plant ash.Leave the burnt plant ash to clarify, put the liquid into the noodles, and knead it with the old noodles until smooth. If the old noodles have a sour taste, if you don’t add alkali, the noodles will also be a little sour, which will affect the taste.Zhou Qingwu looked surprised, she had never made fermented pasta, the old noodles knew it, but she didn't expect it to be so particular.

After kneading the noodles, the two of them sat by the fire and drank tea. After the noodles had been soaked in warm water for almost half an hour, they continued to knead with their hands.Now Meng Chuxi took over, breaking the kneaded dough into several small doses.Put the boiled pork in the pot on fire. After the lard melts, the hot oil is poured into the flour to make a pastry.

On one side, the small jelly was rolled into thin slices like crabapple leaves and coated with a layer of pastry. On the other side, Zhou Qingwu had already chopped up the dried plums that he had prepared at home.

Aunt Liu gave them a jar of this dried plum vegetable to give them a taste. The dried plum vegetable is very good, golden in color, salty and sour, and sweet. After taking some out, the air is filled with that fragrance.

Spread the dried plums on top and carefully roll them up, and roll them into thin slices with a rolling pin. The dried plums inside leaked some oil, which made the white flour also stained with oil. On the inner wall of the hot urn, the dough cake immediately made a sizzling sound.

"Qingwu, you don't need to be busy, just keep watch over the cake, and I'll do the rest." She motioned Zhou Qingwu to sit down, and continued rolling out the stuffing by herself.

Although Zhou Qingwu has never seen this method of pancakes before, he knows how to help. The pancakes that are brushed with pastry and rolled will immediately rise when heated, which is the key to the crispness and layering of the pancakes.

Watching the cake sticking to the urn start to swell, Zhou Qingwu carefully pressed it down with long chopsticks, and when the scent of the dough and dried plums wafted out together, and the thin dough changed color and rolled up slightly, he sandwiched it come out.

The other piece continued to be pasted, and one person rolled it and the other baked it. The aroma of dried plums mixed with the burnt aroma of the noodles pushed the appetite to the top.

Meng Chuxi looked at the two cakes that came out of the oven and urged Zhou Qingwu: "Don't bother baking them, eat one first, this one tastes better when it's fresh out of the oven, and it tastes much worse when it's cold."

Zhou Qingwu didn't want to start eating by himself while Meng Chuxi was still busy, so he shook his head and stretched out his hand to gesture: Waiting for you.

Meng Chuxi thought about it, and it was okay for Xiao Zizi to wake up again, so she sat down and took over Zhou Qingwu's work without refusing.The cake is rolled very thin and cooked quickly.

After washing his hands, Meng Chuxi took the chopsticks and handed the cake he just took off to Zhou Qingwu: "Try it, it's my first time trying it, I don't know if it's good or not."

Zhou Qingwu was used to Meng Chuxi doing so many things. Although she clearly said that she couldn't remember the past, she knew so many things.Although these things should not be known to a well-dressed person, Zhou Qingwu never asked, never said, and just praised her with admiration from the sidelines.

Meng Chuxi looked at this thoughtful little girl, feeling a little guilty but extremely happy.If it were someone else, Meng Chuxi would definitely not be able to be so relaxed. In front of Zhou Qingwu, she didn't have to deliberately cover up, and she didn't have to do everything possible to lie.Zhou Qingwu wouldn't ask about things she couldn't say, and she would believe everything she explained seriously, thinking to herself, the way she looked at Zhou Qingwu was also very soft.

Zhou Qingwu took a bite out of the pancake. She had made pancakes before, but she used sauerkraut instead of old noodles and ashes. I don't know what the difference would be.

But after taking a bite, she immediately noticed the difference. The crunchiness of the pastry was because the outer layer was slightly burnt, but the inside was still soft.But after taking this bite, it was crispy, fragrant, and crispy, because I really didn't expect it to be so crispy. Zhou Qingwu didn't hold back his strength in this bite, and the outer layer of the pancake was brittle, and the pieces fell all over him. Zhou Qingwu rushed to pick it up, quite embarrassed.

But the cake in the mouth is crispy and fragrant, the outside is burnt and the inside is tender. The baked cake is not brushed with oil, but the prunes inside are overflowing with oil. Can't stop talking.

However, this delicacy brought some embarrassment to Zhou Qingwu. If it was the crumbs that fell on her clothes before, she definitely couldn't waste it, so she picked it up and ate it quickly, but in front of Meng Chuxi, Zhou Qingwu somehow felt that it was so rude that Somewhat at a loss, his face turned red again.

Meng Chuxi laughed when she saw it: "How is it, is it delicious?"

Zhou Qingwu nodded, and Meng Chuxi had already reached out to pick up the cake that fell from her clothes and put it in his mouth, and said naturally, "It's delicious, you can't waste it, it's my fault that I forgot to remind you before."

Zhou Qingwu was taken aback for a moment, and then her eyes sparkled, as if she could see light. When the corners of her mouth didn't hold down her head, she smiled and took another bite happily. This time, she finally avoided an embarrassing scene.Biting the pancake in her mouth, she secretly glanced at Meng Chuxi from time to time, thinking that this was the best pancake she had ever eaten.

Meng Chuxi, who couldn't guess the girl's mind, just thought she was cute, so he opened his mouth and took a bite, leaving a fragrance on his lips and teeth. It was indeed delicious. Compared with the fried one, it had a different flavor.

Although it is not as delicious as what she ate there because of the crude ingredients, it is already a rare delicacy at the moment.After all, the cooking techniques are crude at this time, and ordinary people don't bother to think about it.

The portion of a piece of cake is not big, and after eating it is the time when he is addicted, Meng Chuxi got up and continued to roll out the rest of the cake.Eating pancakes alone is a bit dry, and millet porridge is already boiling in the pot, and it is already making a gurgling sound at this moment.

The wind and rain are raging outside, and the fire inside the house dispels the chill. The aroma of millet porridge and the crispy aroma of pancakes gather together to become the most leisurely delicacy in winter.Zhou Qingwu didn't dare to think of this in the past, and Meng Chuxi couldn't think of it either.

The two ate cakes and drank porridge, and occasionally looked at each other with satisfied smiles.

On the other side, Aunt Liu plucked some vegetables from her own vegetable field and went home. She passed by the door of Zhou Qingwu's house, looked at the thin cooking smoke in the rain and the heat steaming from the roof, shook her head, but her face was full of smiles.

When she got home, her daughter-in-law Jin Yu'er took the food for her, and took off her coir raincoat and hung it aside to drain water: "Mother, it's cold, hurry up and warm yourself by the fire."

Aunt Liu still had a smile on her face, she waved her hand and said, "It's not cold, it's time to cook."

"The rice is already cooked. I'll wash and fry the vegetables before we can eat. Why is Mother so happy?" Jin Yuer asked curiously seeing Liu's smile on her face, which seemed to be in a good mood.

Mrs. Liu laughed even happier when she heard the words: "I just passed by that girl's house, and the smoke in that house was already burning, and it was steaming hot, probably the stove is burning. It's cold and rainy, and I can smell the fragrance of cakes." , that girl's fortune has come and gone, she really picked up a treasure."

Jin Yu'er didn't think that it was because of this, so she couldn't help but also laughed: "Mother is so warm-hearted, she broke her heart for Qingwu." But thinking of the girl Zhou Qingwu saved, Jin Yuer also sighed: "It's really good Luckily, the people in the village were very sad at first, but now they found that the girl couldn't remember the past and gloated. Now, her life is much better than before. That girl Meng is also a wonderful person, she looks like a pampered person, but He is able to bear hardships and stand hard work, and he is also a ruthless person."

Mrs. Liu was taken aback when she heard that: "Ruthless person? Why do you say that?"

Jin Yu'er whispered: "Didn't Mother notice that Zhou Ping and those bastards have been taking a detour when they meet Qing Wu recently?"

Hearing Jin Yuer mention Zhou Ping, Liu's brows frowned, that bastard always bullied Zhou Qingwu, but after thinking about it carefully, it has been a long time since I saw them causing trouble, "That's right, is it because Chuxi taught me a lesson?"

Jin Yu'er nodded, covered her mouth and laughed. She could see clearly from the path on the hillside when she went out to work that day. She didn't know what method she used, and she didn't even let the village chief's wife know.

Mrs. Liu smiled: "It deserves it, Chuxi is also a good girl, and she really has nothing to say to Qingwu. Qingwu's girl has completely changed her appearance in the past few months, and she has become more and more lively. Hey, before they gossip The head said that Qingwu saved a son, and now I feel a little pity, if Chu Xi is a son, maybe he can really entrust her for life."

Seeing that her expression was truly regretful, Jin Yu'er couldn't help laughing: "Mother, you are thinking too much. If you are really a son, there may not be a girl who is careful and kind. Besides, if the entrustment is not good, I am afraid it will be someone else. hard days."

Mrs. Liu also lost her feelings for a moment, and shook her head quickly when she was told: "I'm also confused, and I'm fine now."

It rained for three days and then stopped. This day was a rare sunny day. After being locked up at home for three days to catch up with the sunny day, Meng Chuxi and Zhou Qingwu moved the quilts out to dry in the sun.In the winter, the quilt is exposed to the sun for a good day, and it is soft and warm to sleep at night, and there is a nice smell of sunshine.

But it is said that it is actually the smell of mites, and Meng Chuxi couldn't help laughing at the thought.Her sudden smile made Zhou Qingwu a little puzzled. Seeing the little girl looking at herself in surprise, she smiled and said, "This quilt smells very sweet after the sun has sun-baked. The bugs were sunburned to death, and it smelled burnt."

It was the first time Zhou Qingwu heard this kind of statement. She opened her eyes and looked carefully at their quilts. After a while, she turned her head to look at Meng Chuxi with a serious expression, and shook her head to indicate that there were no bugs.

Amused by her serious appearance, Meng Chuxi smiled more happily, and continued to tease her: "Those are invisible."

Zhou Qingwu firmly believed in her words, looked at her quilt with a little disgust, and after a while she gestured and said: I will work hard to earn money, and I will give you a new one.

The smile on the corner of Meng Chuxi's mouth froze slightly because of her words. After a while, her eyes softened and she touched her head: "There will be bugs in the new quilt, and it will be fine if you dry it often. Of course, you have to work hard to earn it." Money, give us Qingwu a new one."

Zhou Qingwu blushed from her gentle and pampering appearance, and shyly went to tidy the quilt, which made Meng Chuxi smile.I thought she looked like a mimosa before, so why did she blush so much, she retracted as soon as she was touched and teased.

Looking at the small hunting tools in front of the house, Meng Chuxi said: "Qingwu, let's go to the mountain later and get rid of those stumbling blocks. You can also go to the mountain to see if there are any good things to dig .”

Zhoujia Village's unique mountains are only frequented by dozens of families, and many mountain treasures are hard to find. Every time you go, there may be unexpected gains.

Thinking that the Chinese New Year is coming soon, with Meng Chuxi here this time, she must not be careless and shabby, but go to the mountain to get some good things, she nodded after thinking about it.