The Pastoral Residence of the Down and Out Young Master

Although there is a recipe for making spicy cabbage, Zhao Tian still has no idea. It is written simply on the paper. Wash and dry the cabbage, sprinkle with salt and pepper and seal it in a clay pot. Six or seven days in summer and more than ten days in winter Just open it, but it’s not like that at all. What kind of cabbage to choose, whether it’s wilted or crispy, how much salt and pepper to sprinkle, and salt is very expensive.

Zhao Tian couldn't do this kind of thing, so he left ink stains at home to watch the children, and asked Zhao Di to try making spicy cabbage. Zhao Di couldn't do it, so he could only fumble. First, he washed a few cabbages and dried them. They were too big to sprinkle, so they cut them in half. When they were put into the jar, Zhao Di didn't sprinkle too much stuff, but broke open the cabbage leaves and sprinkled a little.

This time it was sealed and I don’t know where to put it. Now that it’s frozen outside, I’m afraid it will freeze if I put it outside, and I’m afraid it will be damaged if I put it in the back room. After thinking about it for a long time, I had to put the jar on the door of the outer room. back.

It was really embarrassing for him to let Moji look at the child, even though he picked it up, he has not taken care of the child for several months now, Zhao Di took care of it a lot in the past, but now that Ji Xuan is here, he is not busy The child followed him from time to time, even so, Mo Ceng still kissed him.

Zhao Di finished the cabbage and went to the kitchen to cook. Mo Ji held Mo Ceng in his arms and kept staring at the clay pot. Now that the child can stand upright, he no longer wraps up a small mattress, but wears a one-piece cotton padded jacket with his butt exposed. Moji doesn't know how to hug a child, either, but actually holds the child's arms between his hands and holds the child against his chest.

Moji kept staring at the clay pot, wanting to open it to see what it looked like inside. Just as he was considering whether to take a look, Mo Ceng took a dip and happened to urinate on the clay pot. On the pot was It was sealed with several layers of thick cloth, but no matter how thick the cloth was, it would still be soaked in urine. The ink was stained and there was no one around, so he quickly hugged Mo and went to the back room.

Moji looked out of the window when he arrived in the back room, and he was relieved when he saw that there was no one outside, but then he saw that Mo Ceng was grinning, and Moji twisted his face angrily, "You are still smiling, you are more capable than Daddy." quick"

After a few days, Moji saw that no one mentioned the spicy cabbage, so he picked an empty space and glanced there, but Moji didn't dare to touch it. Anyway, just looking at it like this doesn't make any sense. Knowing that someone patted him on the shoulder at this moment, it frightened him, who is so wicked, when he turned around, it was Zhao Tian.Moji felt guilty and didn't dare to attack, he just asked, "What do you need from me?"

"It's a good day, take out the cotton seeds and dry them in the sun, don't get wet again"

Mo Ji wanted to say, why don't you do it yourself, so Zhao Tian said, "The Chinese New Year is only a few days away, anyway, you don't want to sell cabbage these few days, clean up your house, don't just fool around"

It should be said that I would go to bed early at this time in previous years, but this year is the end of the year and I am still very busy. Not to mention that Moji is really free. That time Moji stayed at home to watch the children for a day, and Li San and Li Wu still sold cabbage. Quite a few, Moji stopped selling cabbage.Even so, he was still not satisfied, he was looking forward to not living at home in the winter for a few days, but he couldn't be free this year.

Don't look at Moji's promise, but he has other plans in his heart. He will follow Moji to sell meat in the county government tomorrow. There are so many houses in the house, and he can clean them all by himself. , anyway, he is not too dirty, as long as he can live in people.

Zhao Tian seemed to see his thoughts, "If you don't clean it well, you can go to sleep in the pigsty tomorrow, I think it's suitable for you to sleep there."

But he hates the ink so much, why he has to listen to Zhao Tian, ​​this time he just turned it around, "Joke, you said that if you let me sleep in the pigsty, I will sleep in the pigsty. Don't forget that I will sleep in the pigsty again. seventeen"

"So what? Are you still able to rebel, or do you want to go out and start your own business? If you don't have the ability, be honest with me. What do you look like every day? Don't care about your family or your children. If you just mess around like this, you will be killed sooner or later." retired"

Hearing that Zhao Tian wanted to divorce him, the ink suddenly became angry, "Why are you so shameless, don't look at your own virtues, and threaten me with a divorce? Why, I can't live without you?"

Mo Ji raised his voice by more than one decibel, and Mo Ceng started crying, which could be heard from across the room, but Mo Ji was embarrassed, "You said you insisted on arguing, it scared my son to cry up"

Zhao Tian was so exhausted from busy oil extraction these days, he didn't know what to say when Mo Ji made such a fuss, and when he saw Zhao Di coming over with the child in his arms, he said to Zhao Di, "Let Mo Ji see the child in the future. The days have spoiled him more and more, how can he still look like a father?"

Seeing that Zhao Tian was in a bad mood, Zhao Di didn't say anything, just handed the child to Moji and went back to his room.

Since Zhao Di stopped looking after the children, the quality of life at home has risen in a straight line, except that the ink stains have become more and more haggard. He is a child at heart, and he can't stand it if he is kept in the house all day, but at this time it is already Frozen and unable to get out, Moji had to sit at the door of the house with the child in his arms every day, chatting with anyone who was busy in the yard.

Moji sat bored and remembered the spicy cabbage that was drowned a few days ago. I didn’t know how it is now after being rubbed by ink once. After thinking about it, Moji decided to open it up and take a look. Not to mention, it was really red, it was I don't know how it tastes, but he doesn't know how to eat it. After reading the ink stains, he hurriedly sealed the jar again.

Just like a bad taste of people, Moji didn't intend to tell everyone about the cabbage being pissed by Mo. When it was time to open the jar, Moji started talking about opening it early in the morning. Everyone was in a hurry in the morning. Incomplete, the ink marks waited for a day to be considered as wished.

Mo Mo moved the jar to the table and opened it, "Why does it smell like urine? Could it be like this after fermentation?"

The ink stains pretended to walk over and sniffed it, "Really, it smells so bad, what kind of ingredients did Zhao Daddy put in, Zhao Tian quickly taste this, can you eat it?"

Zhao Tian ignored him at all, and just asked Ji Xuan, "What's the difference?"

Ji Xuan replied, "The color looks good, but I'm afraid that someone will open it during the pickling process, and some of them haven't fermented well. As for the smell of urine, I guess I have to ask the young master about it."

After Ji Xuan finished speaking, everyone started to look at the ink marks. Is there such an annoying person?Mo Ji really hated him, "What do you mean? You saw that I did it, so don't talk nonsense if you didn't see it. Did you slander me because you were jealous of me?"

"I'm just telling the truth, please forgive me if I offend you"

Moji still hated his tone, turned around and said to Zhao Tian, ​​"You can hear clearly, he asked me to forgive him, but this time I won't forgive him."

Everyone is wiping off cold sweats. It’s hard to understand this. I just heard Zhao Tian say, "If it’s not serious, you know how to mess around. Take the child to Zhao Di and go back to the room to reflect. If you don’t understand, don’t eat."