The daily life of the husband who crossed the field

"But my side is still fine." Li Yiyun sighed, "What I am worried about now is Liu Yufeng's side. Now that I have lost contact, I don't know any news, and I don't know how things are going."

It could be seen that he was really worried. Zhang Zhen comforted him, "I saw him a few days ago. Although his condition is not as good as before, he is still alive and kicking. He looks much more energetic than you."

"That's good, that's good." Li Yiyun felt relieved when he heard him say that.

"Speak out if you have any difficulties. We are all friends, and you know that. I still have some money. Don't be polite to me!"

Li Yiyun nodded: "I know." But if he was asked to make any more requests, don't say he was embarrassed, even his parents would definitely not accept it.

After Li Yiyun left, Zhang Zhen started to take out the pickles made at home to see if they were fully flavored, and it would be convenient for Li Yiyun and the others to bring some next time.

In the evening, Zhang Zhen made a stir-fried pickle. It tasted very good. The green pickle was cut into pieces and fried with vegetable oil. It was dotted with bright red millet peppers. It was refreshing and crispy, with a spicy taste. Can't stop at all, especially with dinner.

"I remember that we still have extra eggs and duck eggs at home. We can make some at that time. If you don't eat them for a long time, they will go bad. It's better to keep them for marinating." He still remembers the Gaoyou duck eggs written by Mr. Wang in his junior high school textbook, At that time, reading it made my mouth water. When I grew up, I had the opportunity to go to the local area to learn how to make salted duck eggs more skillfully.

Xu Zijia nodded: "Okay, anyway, I have nothing to do, so I can do it tomorrow." He hasn't gone out recently, and he's a little too busy at home, so it's more comfortable to find something to do.

Doudou opened his small mouth, which means that he also wants to taste it. He can already taste some of the taste, but he can’t swallow it, and he is sensible. Today's food is a bit spicy, so I opened my mouth wide to find some water after taking a bite.

Zhang Zhen looked at him really interesting, couldn't help teasing him a few times, and then talked with Xu Zijia about Li Yiyun looking for him today.

After hearing this, Xu Zijia sighed, "I thought Master Fang was a good official who pleaded for life for the people, but now it seems that he did it for the people, but he got his reputation by hurting innocent people."

"Yes." But Zhang Zhen is not worried about people coming towards him. He is a countryman who just came to Jijiang Prefecture, and he opened a restaurant. He can't compare with those deep-rooted families in Jijiang Prefecture. How much, only they know, Fangtang is not going to search all the businessmen from big to small.

Xu Zijia understood what he meant, and thought of what Ah Zhen said about Li Yiyun saying that they were about to eat porridge, and sighed: "It's just a pity that brother Li may not have a good year this year."

Zhang Zhen suggested: "Why don't we lend them food?"

"Not right." Xu Zijia shook his head: "It is natural for us to help Brother Li in a crisis, but if we still go for such a trivial matter, it will embarrass Brother Li."

Zhang Zhen thought deeply and said, "Kid Jia is smart!" As he spoke, he began to hold hands under the table.

Now that the two of them had finished their meal, Doudou suddenly saw his father's blushing face, looked over with some doubts, opened his big pure eyes, only made Xu Zijia even more annoyed, and tugged Zhang Zhen, Zhang Zhen giggled, just do not let it go.

But this will still come at a certain time, Zhang Zhen got up to clean up the dishes, and joked: "Unfortunately, Li Yiyun won't be able to eat such a good meal. I originally planned to send some to him."

Xu Zijia said meaningfully: "Ah Zhen, those big clans are not as simple as they look on the outside, they have a deep background." In other words, the current situation may sound dire, but in fact the foundation inside is still intact.

After hearing this, Zhang Zhen also felt that his worries were superfluous. Xiao Zijia must be more aware of this than himself, so he doesn't have to worry about it. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and he is still not good at it now.

But if Li Yiyun heard their conversation, he would definitely have the urge to cry. A skinny camel is too skinny, so how can kung fu compare with a horse?Although the family has a good foundation, the entire Li family's business is run outside, and the money in their hands has really been stripped away. Now the number of servants in the mansion is as small as possible, and everyone cooks like that. Unappetizing.

Li's mother glanced at the dishes on the table, and immediately felt that the hunger in her stomach could be endured any longer. Li Qin comforted her and said, "It would be nice to have a bite of hot food. Thinking about the victims outside, there is nothing to choose." . " She said disgusting words, but the chopsticks picked up all the few pieces of meat and gave them to her.

Li Yiyun felt that he didn't even notice. Ever since his father knew that Aunt Li had left, he had been sad for a long time. After he recovered, he had been trying to please his mother. However, his mother had already had a rift with him, and she just didn't want to pay attention to him. He couldn't help but reminded him of the little dog in Liu Yufeng's family who wagged his tail at his uncle like this.

It's New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye, but the atmosphere of this year's New Year's Eve is far less intense than in previous years. There is sleet in the sky outside, and it doesn't stop, and there is no chance for the water to freeze.

Because there are still victims outside the city, the people in the city are embarrassed to light firecrackers to celebrate the joy of the New Year. There are only a few sparse firecrackers, and most of them are set off by innocent children.

Zhang Zhen and several other shopkeepers also set up a porridge shop outside the city. This was voluntary. Zhang Zhen contributed some money, and other people had money and strength to contribute, so they should do their part.

After all, it was the New Year's day, and even the porridge in the porridge shop was thicker, so Zhang Zhen wanted to reward his family members who had worked hard for nearly a year.

The meat is bacon prepared early in the morning. It is shiny and has been left to dry in a room. Zhang Zhen takes care of it every day. The fat is fried and the oil is wanton. When you bite into it, it smells like wax. It is thin but not firewood, fat but not greasy; There are specially made sausages, which are placed in a steamer one by one, cut open and stir-fried when they are cooked, add red chili oil, ginger slices, soy sauce, dark soy sauce, monosodium glutamate, etc., and finally sprinkle a thin layer of sausage on top Thin millet pepper and chopped green onion, oily and green, taste buds are dancing after one bite; big bone soup for the new year is also indispensable, boiled from morning to night, the calcium in the big bone is boiled When you come out, you can drink it fresh; if you have more than one year, pickled fish is naturally indispensable. The fishbone special in Jijiangzhou has less meat and fresh meat. It can be eaten, and the soup is completely absorbed into the tofu...

Doudou's smiling face has not stopped since the morning, not only because it is delicious, he found a small toy, which is a juicer, and it starts to move when he presses it, and the cut pulp inside immediately begins to roll quickly, turning into a The delicious juice made him feel that he could be so good, and he could make delicious things like Dad...

Because of the special period, Zhang Zhen naturally did not dare to make a high profile, so the three of the family celebrated in the space kitchen. Anyway, there is a small bamboo bed inside, and the temperature is more suitable than outside. Now the fireplace at home is rarely burned. , no more firewood.

Put DouDou on the small bamboo bed, give him the little toys he wanted, Zhang Zhen served a cup of yogurt for the boy Jiaman, and thoughtfully helped him with the dishes, so that all his favorite foods were closest to him.

"Little Jia, try my rice wine glutinous rice balls." Zhang Zhen just remembered to make this.

The small white glutinous rice balls are rolled in the rice wine soup, the light yellow eggs add a mellow aroma to the rice wine, and the honey is also wild, which is nutritious and delicious when stirred in the rice wine glutinous rice balls.

Xu Zijia took a sip, it was sweet but not greasy, and it was very smooth, especially if you take a sip in winter, your body will relax with the soft glutinous rice balls. The rice wine is not strong, and it tastes sour and sweet.

"Ahhh." I want it, I want it too, and I can't help but make them pay attention to my existence when I go around to see my father and father having a good time drinking.

Zhang Zhen glanced at the child who didn't know the occasion, but in desperation still hugged him, what can I do?Zhang Zhen, who was fed a spoonful of glutinous rice balls with rice wine, felt that his old father was very vicissitudes.

But the heavy snow finally came on the eve of the new year, and flakes of snow like goose feathers fell, and people in the house ran out to welcome the rare heavy snow this year.

It snowed for two nights and one day, and the next day, a thick layer of ice formed on the river. The government rushed to repair the embankment, but because of insufficient manpower, another round of problems appeared.Finally, Master Zhizhou settled down. Now that there is so much snow outside, so many people in the city are living in warm houses, but the victims are still suffering from the cold. The family must send out a middle-aged man to rush to repair the dam, otherwise five pieces will be donated. Cotton clothes are given to those outside the city who are exposed to the cold.

As soon as this order came out, it naturally caused an uproar. Not everyone in the city is rich. In addition to the special situation this year, almost every family has no firewood. At this time, cotton clothes are too precious, and they want to donate them to others. , I was frozen, otherwise I would have to rush to repair the dam unconditionally in the cold, and the public resentment boiled for a while.

Of course, the disaster victims outside the city are naturally very happy. The Lord Zhizhou built them a house, distributed quilts and firewood, and even provided porridge on time every day. Now that there are so many cotton clothes to come, they don't have to grab them Dyke, what a nice guy!

Fang Tang took Mr. Yushi to the city gate, looked at the victims who knelt down to thank him for his arrival, and said with a smile: "This is also for the emperor to share the worries of the emperor. This makes me feel ashamed."

Lord Yushi glanced at him, and sighed: "I have never met such a parental officer who is so loved by the victims. Lord Fang, I deserve this!"

"Don't dare to act, dare not act." Fang Tang said modestly, but his eyes flashed with pride.

Unexpectedly, the fleece actually came to him. Zhang Zhen now has money and cloth in his hands, so he naturally handed in the cotton clothes, but he also knows that cotton is not too popular now, and it is estimated that many people will have difficulty in handing in the clothes.

"Lord Fang's move is inappropriate!" Liu Wenqiao was sitting at home drinking tea, and took a sharp look at the little maid who beat his wife's legs. Isn't it more comfortable to beat her legs?He actually deprived himself of his position!He is temporarily idle at home because of the dam matter, and basically can't participate in those things. This is still for the face of the Xuan Enhou Mansion, otherwise he might have gone to the prison now.

Zhao Qianming didn't know what he meant, and said with a sneer, "Dig your own grave!"

Liu Yufeng sat at the bottom, didn't understand what father and father meant, and said bluntly: "What's the matter? I think Lord Yushi is very happy!"

"It's not about him." Zhao Qianming explained patiently: "The disaster victims can get something for nothing without doing anything. Maybe they live better than the harvest year. On the contrary, it's the people in the city who were thoroughly searched by Fangtang. People outside are satisfied, but people in the city are getting worse and worse. There will definitely be dissatisfaction. When the people in the city stop supplying things out of sympathy, guess what, some unscrupulous victims will be satisfied if they get used to it? "

Liu Yufeng nodded. He felt that he still didn't quite understand it. What's the point of dissatisfaction?But he was afraid that his father would look at him with that kind of loving eyes again, and he always felt weird, so he probably knew it.