hunting and farming husband

Seeing that he had calmed down, Cheng Langyu hugged him and started talking about things at home.

"Fu Lang, all the property deeds of Cheng Anhua's house in the south of the village were taken away, so we moved in a hurry."

"The deed is taken away?" Ye Rendong grabbed the man's arm.

Cheng Langyu: "Take it away."

It was only then that Ye Rendong suddenly realized, as if he had never seen the title deed of the house before.

However, before going to the village, Ayu said that the house was not his home, so Ye Rendong took it for granted that they were just living there temporarily.

As for moving here now, he could clearly feel that Ayu breathed a sigh of relief.

With the land deed and house deed in hand, Du Qiuhong can sell it directly.

Although the houses in the village are not worth much, but they are green brick and tile houses at least, and some people have taken them.

Ye Liandong's waist softened, her white arms stretched out on the man's body.His legs were limp like a silver fish, and he climbed onto the man with only one hand.

Ye Liandong buried her head in until her head could rest on the man's shoulder.

White and smooth arms encircled the man's head, pressing his face against his chest.

Because she was not wearing any clothes, Ye Liandong curled up her toes and stuck them on the man's legs, a little shy.

But he still insisted on hugging him, like Cheng Langyu often did.

Sure enough, Ayu was successfully distracted, and even felt a little pain from holding his waist with big hands.

Cheng Langyu's eyes moved slightly, a small bulge flashed across his cheek, his eyes were fixed, and he said in a low hoarse voice: "You want it again?"

Ye Rendong was stunned, and only had time to groan before being picked up by the big wolf and pulled into the quilt again.

The long breathing sound in the quilt is like a cat, hooking people with bends.

On the first day of moving, Ye Liandong once again felt the deep love that his husband had for him on the wedding night.

Since moving to the foot of the mountain, Cheng Langyu has visited the village several times.

The foot of the mountain was some distance away from the village, and while he still had some free time, he brought what he had collected again, so as not to run away again.

After the move, it snowed for several days.

The catkin-like and goose feather-like snow covered the house in a short time.

But the heavy snow can't resist the joy and excitement of the New Year.

On the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, the Chinese New Year is approaching, and every household must start preparing things for the New Year's Eve dinner.

This morning, Ye Rendong woke up in Cheng Langyu's arms and got up comfortably.

The husband and wife divided the work. Cheng Langyu took the broom and stepped on the bench to sweep the snow from the roof.

The white carpet piled up under the eaves was captured by Cheng Shao with a shovel.

The snow at the foot of the mountain is clear and white.

Snowflakes fell one after another, Ye Liandong stretched out his hand to catch a few snowflakes with his sleeve and looked closely at them.

Xuetuotuo is several pieces overlapping together, about the size of a fingernail.

Ye Rendong looked at it, then suddenly put it in his mouth.

Cheng Langyu grabbed his hand with quick eyes and quick hands.

"Bing." Cheng Langyu squatted on the stool and frowned. "Fu Lang is hungry?"

Ye Liandong was found, and smiled embarrassedly.He looked up again under the eaves, and then turned around and entered the house.

After eating porridge of polished rice mixed with brown rice for several days, Ye Liandong planned to change it this morning.

Make it with cornmeal.

Add water to the pot and cover with a lid made of bamboo shoot shells.

He went around to the hearth again, ignited it with thatch and put it into the stove.When the fire is strong, throw a few more firewood and hold it with tongs.

Ye Liandong raised his sleeves, and washed his hands with the water in the ladle.

He opened the cabinet and scooped two bowls of cornmeal out of the bag.This is waxy cornmeal, and the cooked corn is sticky.

Pour two bowls of cornmeal into a washed small basin, mix with an appropriate amount of water, and knead into a ball with your hands.

Wait until the water in the pot boils, pinch the dough into small lumps and throw it in.

The yellow and white corn balls are like new corn dolls, solid and cute.

After throwing away all the cornmeal in his hand, Ye Liandong went to the cabinet to grab some red dates and goji berries, washed them and put them in the pot.

In the middle of the cornmeal, red jujubes and wolfberries are interlaced.

There is warmth just looking at it.

Add some firewood and cook for a while.

The corn lumps were scattered in the water and became a paste.As for the ones that were not scattered, Ye Liandong used chopsticks to pinch them apart.

Seeing that it was cooked inside, I turned off the fire.

When the porridge is ready, cover the pot and move the firewood to another pot.

Boil the water and pour a little lard on it.Grab some pickled radishes from the vegetable jar next to the cabinet and cut them into small pieces.

When the oil is about the same temperature, pour the carrots into it.

Stir-fry with a spatula, the aroma of sour radish permeates, refreshing and appetizing.

This is today's breakfast.

Ye Liandong finished these and greeted at the door.

Cheng Shao and the younger ones ran to the kitchen proficiently.After washing, he moved the small bench and sat by the stove waiting for dinner.

Cheng Langyu swept the snow off the roof almost, then piled the snow on the ground to a corner of the yard, and patted it tightly with a shovel.

After a while, a snow doll was piled up, and it was very interesting to watch.

Seeing that he hadn't come yet, Ye Liandong put the two children's meals on the small table first.

Walking outside, I saw a doll piled up to the height of the courtyard wall.

White and fat.

It just so happened that Cheng Langyu was holding two stones, and with a flick of his fingertips, two dolls had their eyes embedded.

Ye Rendong was surprised.

Ayu is amazing!

The snow on the ground was swept away, revealing the ground covered with blue bricks.

Ye Rendong stepped on it, didn't feel slippery, and ran towards Cheng Langyu with his legs.

"Ayu has eaten!"

Cheng Langyu was afraid that he would fall, so he quickly stepped forward to catch him. "Slow down."

Ye Liandong put her arms around Cheng Langyu's thin waist. "Ayu eat~"

Cheng Langyu didn't understand why Fulang was so sticky all of a sudden, his eyes were gentle, and he leaned the broom in his hand against the courtyard wall.Grabbing Ye Liandong's slender waist with one hand, he lifted it up and left.

Ye Rendong let out an exclamation and landed in the kitchen.

Ah Yu's strength is really great!

But Cheng Shao and the two are no strangers to each other.

The breakfast for the four of them was eaten in the kitchen.

The purest corn paste, several corn balls can be caught with chopsticks.

Put it in your mouth and take a bite, soft and sweet.But because the beating is not too fine, there will be a rough feeling of brown rice.

Ye Liandong finished eating the red dates and wolfberries in the bowl.

I only ate one corn ball, and there was corn mush left in the bowl.

I took a few sips from the bowl, and a pair of chopsticks stretched out from the side of the bowl, with red dates sandwiched on it.

"Ayu, you eat." Ye Liandong said.

Cheng Langyu patted his head, and slowly picked out all the red dates in the bowl to him.

Ye Liandong didn't refuse either, took a bite and sipped it lightly, the soft boiled red dates shattered in his mouth.

Sweet, very strong fragrance.

The taste is not worse than rice porridge.

Cheng Shao and Cheng Baoer ate until their noses were sweating, and they finished a big bowl by themselves.

After washing the dishes, Ye Rendong changed into Cheng Langyu's old clothes and started to do business.

Ye Rendong discussed with Cheng Langyu last night, and decided to find the ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner—— winter bamboo shoots.

After the winter snow is a good time to dig winter bamboo shoots.

But at this time, there is still snow in the mountain, and the mountain road is not easy to walk, so Cheng Langyu has to accompany him.

Coincidentally, they saw Cheng Limin coming from a distance with a basket on his back, and the couple entrusted the child to him and set off immediately.

There are large tracts of bamboo forests scattered on Yunshan Mountain.

On the side near the foot of the mountain, on the opposite side of the small river, there is just one piece.

The goal of the two is there.

As soon as he walked out the door, Cheng Langyu took off Ye Rendong's pannier and carried it on his body.

Ye Rendong has long been used to it, and pulled Cheng Langyu to walk across the river.

There is a wooden bridge on the small river, and I don't know how many years it has been across, with snow piled on it.

Worried about being unsafe, Ye Rendong was carried by Cheng Langyu and took a detour across the mountain.

Stepping on the branches and bushes covered with snow, there was a constant rustling sound.Shuttle through the woods, occasionally a handful of snow falls from the top of the tree, like scattered flowers, people stop to watch.

After walking for a quarter of an hour, I arrived in the bamboo forest.

At a glance, bamboos tens of meters high are staggered, and they are all dark green and green.

There are layers of snow piled up on the ground, not too thick, and it just reaches the ankle when it goes down.

Ye Rendong stared and frowned. "It's hard to find."

Cheng Langyu's index finger was stuck between Ye Rendong's eyebrows. "Fu Lang doesn't frown."

Ye Rendong pulled his hand away, momentarily at a loss.

Because she doesn't often live in the mountains, Ye Liandong doesn't have much experience in digging bamboo shoots.This came down, but I don't know where to start.Maybe it's just a waste of time.

Cheng Langyu rubbed his face reassuringly, put down the basket and rummaged by himself.

And Ye Liandong could only look for it like a gopher, pointing at a bamboo, but he still managed to find a few.

Cheng Langyu worked hard, using a hoe to scrape away the snow, and along the tips of the bamboo shoots that were only slightly brown, he dug up the surrounding soil.

The fat winter bamboo shoots showed their true colors.

Along the roots of the bamboo shoots, dig down at the right angle, and the palm-length bamboo shoots will roll out of the soil.

Ye Liandong is like the bamboo rat in the bamboo forest, every time he digs out one, he puts it in the basket with a snickering smile.

On the bamboo forest, you can occasionally see white snow hanging on the leaves.

From the bottom to the top, even the sky can't be seen clearly.

In the snow, it creaks and creaks when you step on it.

The feet stopped, and the surroundings were empty and silent.

Ye Rendong looked at Cheng Langyu who was following him from time to time, and rolled his eyes.

He walked briskly, holding the man's big hand, not feeling lonely at all.

After spending more than an hour in the bamboo forest, the two dug up five bamboo shoots.

Not much, will be enough for a meal.

It was almost noon, and the two walked back with their baskets on their backs.

When passing the upper end of the river, some ice floes flowed from the water.In the water beach, some fish come out of the water with their mouths open.

Seeing this, Ye Liandong felt reluctant to part with it.But the terrain is high and difficult to grasp.

After returning the same way, Cheng Limin successfully broke away from the role of taking care of the children.

He yelled: "Grandfather sent it in the basket."

The two of them have just established their feet, and the family lacks everything.It is the meaning of the whole family to send some dishes for the New Year's Eve dinner.

There are melon seeds, peanuts, fish, bacon and so on.

Ye Liandong, who wanted to catch fish, saw that there were still fresh fish in the basket, so he gave up the idea of ​​catching fish.

He couldn't help but think of the grass net he made before, and it was his luck to catch fish.

Cheng Limin made a special trip to make it impossible for him to go back hungry.

Ye Liandong went into the house and went to make lunch.

Brown rice mixed with polished rice is steamed, a pot of bacon is fried, and a pound of sausage is sliced.

Fearing that it would dry out, I pulled a few green vegetable leaves and cooked a vegetable and egg soup.

After eating simply, Cheng Limin was sent away.

The husband and wife roasted the stove in the main room and packed the ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner.

Cheng Shao and Cheng Baoer gathered around the basket, playing with the winter bamboo shoots in their hands.

Chubby, just looking at it is gratifying.

Ye Liandong thought about the taste of the winter bamboo shoots he had eaten before, and couldn't help but feel greedy.