What could be wrong with the salted fish attack?

Jing Mo washed his hands before drinking tea.

He first sat down and drank several cups, and when Uncle Wu went in to add water, Nan Xing, who had been busy all over, came over to wash his hands.

"Brother Ying has gone back?"

Jing Mo hummed: "By the way, I'm sending the fish."

"There are so many fish, what should I do?" Nan Xing muttered.

Jing Mo heard: "You don't like fish?"

Nan Xing shook his head: "There is no reason to dislike fish."

Jing Mo didn't say a word. Just because he didn't dislike it didn't mean he liked it, but he had no choice.

In such an era background, some food is good.

He just mentioned another thing: "Keep those two rabbits and don't kill them. They are a pair. The rabbits are very fertile and can produce a second litter in a short time. If you want to weave a scarf, I will make it I'll catch you when I go to the mountain next time."

Nan Xing blushed when he heard him mentioning this: "Got it."

At this time, Jing Mo still didn't understand what he meant by saying these words to a brother, he had always been slow.

"Are there any radishes in the field?" Jing Mo was about to prepare the dinner menu.

"Yes, how much do you want, I will pull it out later."

"If it's a big one, prepare two if it's a small one."

Nanxing nodded.

Later, when Nan Xing went to the field to pick vegetables, Jing Mo was ready to kill the fish.

He picked a grass carp about two catties and prepared to steam it.

The stewed crucian carp soup is best to use small crucian carp that weighs more than a catty. There are five or six of these. Jingmo caught three and divided them into two meals.

He took care of the fish, and Nanying came back.

Jing Mo started cooking dinner with him.

Knowing that he cooks steamed fish, Nan Ying said, "This dish will always be fishy when cooked."

"How did you do it?"

Nan Ying repeated the practice.

After listening to it, Jing Mo said, "If the fish is not cleaned, it will have a fishy smell. The gills of the fish must be removed." He pulled the fish and showed it to Nan Ying.

Nan Ying suddenly realized: "No wonder."

Since he was teaching him how to cook, Jing Mo naturally wouldn't hide it, and told him the whole set of procedures.

Finally, when the hot oil was poured on the fish covered with scallion, ginger and garlic, the aroma that emanated made Nan Ying take a few more breaths.

And when the scrambled eggs with fungus are out of the pan, dinner is ready.

One dish of steamed fish, one dish of scrambled eggs with fungus, the fungus was soaked too much at noon, one dish of green vegetables and one crucian carp radish soup.

Rich, full of color and fragrance.

The milky white soup was scooped into the bowl, shaking and shaking temptingly.

Jing Mo first made a bowl for Fifth Uncle: "You try."

Uncle Wu took a sip and grinned: "This soup is good, Xing Xing, you should eat more."

Only then did Jing Mo treat the three of them well.

Nan Ying couldn't wait to taste it, and gave a thumbs up: "You are really good at cooking."

Nan Xing also took a small sip, everyone likes delicious food, and he is no exception, his eyes are bright.

Jing Mo kept paying attention to him, and when Nan Xing's eyes flickered, a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.

He seemed to have suddenly found a sense of accomplishment.

My heart is full.

After dinner, it was getting dark, Jing Mo couldn't stay longer, so he went out with Nan Ying.

When they went out, the two took different paths, one on the left and one on the right. Jing Mo returned to his home. He first fed the chickens and ducks before going to fetch water to wash them.

In the bathroom, Jing Mo, who had just taken off his clothes, caught a glimpse of something falling out of the corner of his eye, and subconsciously grabbed it, only to remember what it was when he encountered a familiar touch.

Holding the handkerchief with his left hand, he threw the dirty clothes into the clothes basket with his right hand, and then looked at the handkerchief in the dim candlelight.

The handkerchief is plain, neither embroidered nor bird-patterned.

But Jing Mo seems to be able to see Nan Xing's shadow from above.

Thinking of the smell he smelled in the afternoon, he couldn't help but put the veil on the tip of his nose, closed his eyes and took a sharp breath.

The veil had been on him for a long time, and the aura belonging to Nan Xing had faded, but even so, Jing Mo was still excited.

His mind uncontrollably recalled the scene when he and Nan Xing were standing in the kitchen in the morning, only a punch away.

He thought of Nan Xing's flushed face, reddish ears, and tight lips.

At that moment, he wanted to kiss this person...

Realizing something, Jing Mo opened his eyes suddenly, he seemed to feel a little unbelievable and a little taken for granted.

Contradictory thoughts fought in his mind, and he finally figured it out, and laughed.

His head was against the wall, and the veil that was still stained with the breath of the southern star was put to his mouth, as if he could touch that person by doing so.

If he still doesn't understand what his feelings for Nan Xing are, then he has lived for more than 20 years in vain.

He's a bit dull, but not an idiot.

The emotion of liking someone may not be understood, but there are traces to follow.

So many times, it was enough for him to think clearly.

Jing Mo exhaled, and put the handkerchief on top of the clean clothes.

Only then did the icy cold water extinguish the fiery body.

In the next few days, Nan Ying has been studying with Jing Mo.

It's just that the place of cooking has been changed to Jingmo's house.

But every time, a little more will be prepared, and Jing Mo will be filled out separately and sent to Nan Xing.

Zhou Jing occasionally eats here. He has been busy recently and needs to fertilize the fields.

Jing Mo is another hands-off shopkeeper, all supported by himself.

Fortunately, Zhou Jing is capable, and manages the two acres of land in an orderly manner by himself.

When eating at noon that day, Jing Mo told him: "Remember how many loads of fertilizer you used. In the future, I will have to reconcile the account with the village chief. Also, if the grass grows in the field and you are too busy, just use it." Find someone to help, and I will pay the wages."

Zhou Jing, who was eating, just nodded.

He had done his morning's work and was very hungry.

After working for Brother Jing for so many days, he has long understood that Brother Jing is a person who can solve it with money but will never do it himself.

Nan Ying was listening, her forehead twitching constantly: "Since you are idle at home, why don't you help?"

Jing Mo said directly, "I don't want to go."

Nan Ying couldn't help persuading: "You can make money, but you can't spend it so lavishly."

"Earning money is spent, and it is worthwhile to spend meaningfully."

Nan Ying really wanted to pry open his head to see what was inside.

This sophistry left him speechless.

Nan Ying thought of what he had seen and heard these days, and he understood what his uncle said that day.

Jingmo's laziness is a kind of laziness that is not annoying.

After getting along, Nan Ying understood that it was all based on the fact that the other party could make money.

You said that if he is willing, sell the cooking methods taught to him these days to restaurants, and he will earn a lot of money, but he just taught him for nothing.

If it's because of Nan Xing, maybe there is, but if you have money, don't make a bastard. If you make money and then marry a wife, isn't it more fragrant than Bai Jiaoren?

This is all because of Jingmo's free and easy attitude towards life.

His whole body, every inch of his skin, was not so clearly written as running for life like them.

Let's just talk about himself, he came back to study, and he couldn't avoid the fact that he had to help the family.

And it is Jingmo's calmness towards life that is the most desirable.

So he spends his money on these little things, and nobody thinks anything of it.

He sighed and settled down to eat.

Jing Mo took the opportunity to peek at him. After he knew that he liked Nan Xing, he would inevitably pay more attention to his family's opinion.

But his liking for Nan Xing doesn't conflict with his desire to lie flat, so he doesn't plan to change his way of life.

If he can be with Nan Xing in the future, he will give Nan Xing a good life, he has this ability.

That being the case, it is better to let them see through the essence earlier and accept him from the beginning.

Seeing Nan Ying's face as usual, Jing Mo dared to secretly breathe a sigh of relief.

In the final analysis, this might be his future uncle, so I should show some face, right?

After eating here, Nan Xing has also finished eating there.

He came to deliver the pots.

The other hand was holding half a basket of green vegetable leaves.

As soon as he saw Nan Xing, Jing Mo's eyes lit up like a wolf who saw its prey.

"are you full."

Nan Xing hummed, and handed the things to him: "Cai Ye Zi will feed you chickens and ducks."

Jing Mo carried the vegetable basket and walked to the utility room.

As he approached, he suddenly heard a voice that was different from usual.

It's a very weak chicken crowing.

Jing Mo was silent, thought of something, and hurried over.

Sure enough, the female pheasant, who had been nestling in the grass nest this morning, lowered her head and pecked the hair on her neck.

Only then did Jing Mo see clearly the shadow of a newborn chicken under its body.

He was taken aback, put down the basket and rushed over to call Nan Xing: "Brother Xing, the egg has broken its shell."

Nan Xing, who was talking to Nan Ying in the kitchen, was also stunned.

Seeing that he was not moving, Jing Mo came over and pulled him: "Go and have a look."

Nan Ying has become numb to his behavior of attacking as if no one else came up.

Walk behind with Zhou Jing.

Jing Mo didn't dare to pick up the hen pheasant, but stood aside with Nan Xing: "Look quickly."

Seeing his childlike behavior, Nan Xing couldn't help but be infected by his smile. Looking over, she saw a few chicken cubs with mixed hair.

It was very small and still wet, probably the shell had just been broken.

"It's okay, just remember to feed them, the hen will feed them."

Jing Mo said excitedly: "I just said why it didn't move in the morning. I thought it became lazy like me, but it's broken. I've long wanted to eat pheasant meat."

These words made the three present feel ashamed.

Nan Xing ordered: "Wait until the chicks grow up before eating them."

Being instructed by Nan Xing, Jing Mo rubbed his nose and said, "Eat the public."

"Didn't you say they are a pair? What if you eat the male and the female is not in the mood to feed the chicks?"

Jing Mo just looked like you were coaxing me.

Nan Xing couldn't help laughing: "If you want to eat chicken, you can just buy one, why bother killing them now?"

Jing Mo could only sigh. As a qualified man, he naturally listened to his future wife: "Got it."

Nan Ying and the other two followed, but the chick cub's hair was missing, but he ate a lot of dog food.

Zhou Jing, who always felt that he was an eyesore, stepped back step by step.

Nan Ying followed.

Zhou Jing is not a fool either, he is much more thorough than Jingmo in these matters, thinking of Jingmo's anomalies in the past few days, he asked: "Brother Nanying, did Brother Jing treat Brother Nanxing..." He used two Only thumbs, making a gesture of sticking together.

Nan Ying patted him on the shoulder: "Don't talk nonsense if you don't know."

Zhou Jingkuang nodded: "I know, don't worry, I will keep the secret."

"..." As expected, it was brought by Jing Mo, who really wasn't very smart.

The author has something to say:

Opened up, is it still far from confession?

Wait for the weekend for the next double shift, it's really drained.

感谢在2021-12-2114:55:00~2021-12-2118:33:51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Mo Ziyao; 5 bottles of Chenyan; 1 bottle of Qizijiu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!