What could be wrong with the salted fish attack?

Jing Mo sneaked away in the afternoon and didn't go to the field, so of course he was the one who started the dinner.

Dinner was noodle soup with chicken broth. Jingmo bought an old hen and stewed it for half an hour. He filled half of the soup and kept the noodles for cooking. The chicken was shredded to make shredded chicken.

He waited for Nan Xing to come back before going down.

When Nan Xing came back from a day's work, he ate a bowl of chicken noodle soup made by her husband, paired with fragrant shredded chicken, and the fatigue of the day was soothed by delicious food.

"By the way, is today the thirteenth day of August?" Jing Mo asked while picking up the gap between the noodles with chopsticks.

Nan Xing hummed: "What's wrong?"

"The day after tomorrow will be August [-]th, shall we make mooncakes ourselves or buy some?"

Uncle Wu took a piece of soft and rotten chicken breast into the bowl: "I used to make it myself, what kind of stuffing do you want to eat?"

Jing Mo said: "Double yellow lotus paste." After the apocalypse, all previous festivals are abolished, except for the day when the base was newly built as a celebration day for human rebirth, all Qingming Festival, Dragon Boat Festival, and Mid-Autumn Festival are all dead.

He wanted to eat yellow lotus paste mooncakes because it was the only taste he remembered.

Before the end of the world, the people of China had just finished the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Uncle Wu nodded: "Xing Xing likes to eat bean paste, so make some of the three flavors."

Jing Mo asked again: "Do you have materials at home?"

Nan Xing shook his head: "I have to buy it tomorrow."

"Then go shopping first, and plant the land when you come back. Later, I will go to my uncle's house to see what they want to buy, and bring them back together." Jingmo hired people to do it. In addition, when opening up wasteland, the villagers helped to divide the ridges, and they could just fertilize and sow the seeds. There are so many people in a large family, and they can be planted in a few days.

"it is good."

After dinner, Jing Mo was cleaning the kitchen, and Nan Xing was washing the dishes.

He finished it first, and said to Nan Xing: "You go back first, the hot water has been boiled, you wash first."

Nanxing nodded.

Jing Mo went to the village chief's house first.

Except for Jingmo, the whole family, including Nanxiong, inevitably worked underground.

Jing Mo came over by stepping on the moonlight.

The village head had just taken a shower and was about to rest.

He opened the door and saw him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Tomorrow, Xing Xing and I will go to the town to buy materials to make mooncakes. I'm here to ask if you have anything you want to buy?"

The village chief shook his head: "The children will come back tomorrow, and they will bring them with them."

Jing Mo had no choice but to go around to the uncle's house again.

Uncle Gong's family has a yellow dog. He heard footsteps at first and barked for a long time. When he saw that it was Jingmo, he lowered his head and shrank with his tail between his legs.

Surprisingly, the answers are the same.

In other words, August [-]th is considered a big festival. Whether you are doing business or studying abroad, you have to come back tomorrow for a family reunion.

He didn't feel disappointed if he didn't take Jingmo with him, and he went home after asking around.

Nan Xing had already taken a bath when he came back.

When she came out to open the door for Jing Mo, her hair was wet.

Jing Mo entered the yard and closed the door behind his back.

"Hurry up and dry your hair." If you have long hair, this is the trouble, and there is no hair dryer, so it doesn't seem to be dry after washing for half a day.

Nan Xing didn't wash it either, he just got wet while taking a shower.

"All the clothes are ready, just go to the wash." After Nan Xing finished washing himself, he also prepared Jingmo's bath water.

Jing Mo hummed, he went to change his shoes, and went straight into the bathroom.

Although it's autumn, the water in Jingmo's bath is only a little hot. He brushed his teeth first, then poured a ladle of water over his head, then grabbed the soap and wiped it on his wet head and body, up and down Wipe it again and again, not letting go of the feet, and finally rinse with clean water and it's done, it doesn't take 5 minutes before and after.

After taking a bath, they brought the clothes they had changed into well water, washed them in well water, and hung them on hangers in the yard before blowing out candles and going into the house to sleep.

The light in the room was dim, only the oil lamp by the bed was on, illuminating the person on the bed.

Nan Xing loosened her bun, and her ink-like long hair was spread on the head of the bed, and the light and shadow shone through it, like silk and satin or flowing water.

Jing Mo first put down the mosquito net, then turned his head to blow on the lamp, then took off his shoes and lay down on the bed, holding Nan Xing who was lying with his back in his arms: "Sleeping?"

With her eyes closed, Nan Xing made a nasal sound.

Jing Mo lowered his head and instinctively kissed his temple: "Are you tired, do you want me to rub it for you?"

Nan Xing patted the hand holding his waist: "It's okay, go to sleep."

Jing Mo lay down, and when he heard this, he refused to let go: "We haven't seen each other for a day."

He couldn't see anything. Nan Xing knew that he just wanted to make trouble, but he was tired, so he asked, "Aren't you sleepy?"

Jing Mo, who slept for an hour in the afternoon: "Talk before going to sleep."

Nan Xing asked patiently, "What did you say?"

Jing Mo recounted what happened today, and finally said: "...the county magistrate is not stingy, he gave Xiaojing a reward of ten taels of silver."

This person's voice is really nice, and he babbled on about ordinary things, making Nan Xing sleepy, mainly because he was too tired and had done farm work all day: "Well, Xiaojing is worth it."

Zhou Jing, who is so talented in farming, really needs the right people to guide him. Jing Mo has ideas, but he is too lazy and not professional, so he has to be right.

The people in the county magistrate Zhuangzi must be better at farming than Jingmo.

Zhou Jing can learn a lot from dealing with them.

Jing Mo heard his voice was very soft, mixed with tiredness, and couldn't bear to bother him: "Go to sleep."

Nan Xing turned around in his arms, faced him, found a comfortable position, and fell asleep.

Jing Mo looked at the defenseless Fu Lang and couldn't help but sigh.

They have only been married for more than half a month, and the person they like is by their side, how could Jing Mo bear it, he just loves Nan Xing, otherwise Nan Xing would not have such a good time tonight.

On a cool autumn night, Jing Mo pulled off the thin blanket, put it waist-high on the two of them, and then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

......

The next morning, the two of them woke up, washed up and went back to Fifth Uncle's to eat porridge, and then took Nanhai's car to the town.

After getting out of the car and walking towards the center of the town, Nan Xing asked him: "You asked last night, did they say what they want to buy?" He should have asked last night, but he was too tired, waiting for Jingmo to take a shower During that time, he was already very sleepy.

Jing Mo shook his head: "You don't need to bring it, if it's Brother Ying, they will all go back."

Nan Xing nodded. In fact, it was the same as usual, but it happened that everyone was planting corn this year. I was afraid that if I didn't tell the younger generation, it would be messed up.

The two went to buy the materials to make moon cakes.

Jing Mo carried the big and small bags in both hands: "By the way, do you want to give gifts tomorrow?"

"Well, we are newlyweds and we need to prepare mooncakes and pork for our relatives."

Jing Mo thought about the number of relatives in Nan Xing's family: "That's not a lot."

Nan Xing nodded: "It's better."

No wonder there are so many materials to buy: "Is there someone in the village who kills pigs? Should we go back to the village to order or buy now?"

"Yes, someone will be killed tomorrow morning."

"Then let's order half of the pig, and eat the extra by ourselves."

Nan Xing shook his head: "You don't need so much, the day after tomorrow will be Ah Xiong's wedding, so if you buy too much, it won't be fresh."

Instead, he forgot about it: "How much does it cost?"

"Just buy the front half of the leg."

"it is good."

Nan Xing took him around to the grain store. There was not much rice bran to feed the pigs at home, so he wanted to buy some.

Still set a hundred catties.

It was the same boss last time, the same price.

I gave a few pennies to the guy to deliver the goods.

The guy had an impression of him, so he nodded in agreement.

After that, Nan Xing bought noodles, salt and soy sauce.

The cooking ingredients at home were gone, and Jing Mo added some, which cost a total of hundreds of Wen.

The only ingredients for making mooncakes are salted duck eggs.

But Jing Mo was a bit greedy for pastries, thinking that tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, he can let his wife pay the bill without having to pay for it himself, so he tricked Nan Xing to buy it.

Nan Xing saw him through: "Just this one time."

Jing Mo nodded wildly.

The two went to the pastry shop again.

Boss Xu was away, so Jingmo ordered three catties of pastries and one catty of crispy candy.

It wasn't that he didn't want to buy more, it was that his wife kept staring at him, and Jing Mo didn't dare.

After buying pastries, Nan Xing asked him, "Is it all right?"

"I'm fine."

Nan Xing took him to buy salted duck eggs, and then went home.

Nan Hai waited under the banyan tree. Seeing that their four handbags were full, he asked, "I bought so much? What did I buy?"

Nan Xing replied, "Most of them are for making mooncakes."

Nan Hai nodded: "Put it on."

There were no other guests, and Jing Mo and Nan Hai stayed together under the banyan tree.

He took out a bag of pastries, took it casually, didn't know what it was, squatted down with Nan Hai, untied it and asked him: "Uncle, have something to eat?"

Nan Hai laughed at him: "Have you changed the habit of eating snacks?"

Jing Mo twitched his fingers and hissed: "Don't let Xing Xing hear, he will make me quit later."

Nan Hai smiled and took a piece: "Look at you."

Jing Mo said in a low voice: "Xing Xing is very strict. He only gave me three hundred coins a month, which is not enough. I coaxed Xing Xing to buy it."

"Good guy, you have [-] cash in pocket money a month, just enjoy yourself." Nan Hai laughed that he didn't know the blessings in his life.

Jing Mo snorted slightly.

Don't blame Nan Hai, after all, how much does this honest man earn a month?

Thoughts are naturally with Nanxing Station.

Jingmo understands.

He was just talking, not really complaining about Nan Xing's harshness.

To be honest, his hobbies are only talking books and snacks, nothing else, so even if he spends money extravagantly, there is a limit.

If drinking and gambling was the first thing he got into at the beginning, then Nan Xing might not even look at him, let alone marrying him.

Jing Mo likes that Nan Xing is in charge of him, even if he asks his wife for money every time, and the way his wife picks and searches, he thinks it looks good.

The three of them waited for a while, and unknowingly removed most of the bag of pastries they took out, and only then did the other guests come back.

Seeing them coming back, Nan Hai hurriedly called them back to the village.

After all, I still have to work in the ground.

Jing Mo put away the pastries and got on the bullock cart.

They had a lot of things, and Nanhai delivered them directly to Fifth Uncle's door.

Uncle Wu wanted to stay in Nanhai to drink tea, but Nanhai refused when he said he wanted to go to the fields.

The two put the bought things into the kitchen and put them away one by one.

Nan Xing also went to the field to help, so he asked Uncle Wu and Jing Mo to make mooncakes at home.

Even Jingmo can't make moon cakes, but Uncle Wu is adept at it.

Moreover, the mold had already been washed, and when Nan Xing went out, Jing Mo didn't need to do anything, so Uncle Wu ordered Jing Mo to help.

Jing Mo is a person who knows how to cook at any rate, so he will not be confused, and gradually get used to it.

It's just that moon cakes are not so easy to make.

It took the two of them a day at home to make mooncakes with three flavors.

A flavor is about five catties, the size of a palm, and a family prepares four, which is enough for so many relatives to share.

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