Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 222 So Fragrant and Sweet (Part [-])

Luo Fengtang secretly took a deep breath, it was so fragrant and sweet, I really wanted to drink a bowl...

"Come on, Tang Yazi, drink a bowl and fill your stomach first!"

As soon as this thought came to mind, a bowl of steaming, fragrant sweet potato and rice soup was delivered to him.

Following the arm holding the bowl, he saw the girl looking at her and smiling.

The dense heat made her smile look sweet and beautiful.

His heart beat uncontrollably.

As if bewitched by her smile, he stretched out his hand to take the bowl of rice soup in a daze.

The boy's eyes stared straight at her face, reluctant to move away.

Seeing Luo Fengtang looking at herself with such eyes, Yang Ruoqing's cheeks warmed slightly.

"This rice soup is so hot, drink it after drinking it, don't burn it!"

She gave a hasty warning, turned sideways, grabbed the lid of the cauldron, and covered the sweet potato rice inside again.

Then start peeling the garlic again.

She who usually does these things with careless hands and feet is a little flustered now.

Over there, Luo Fengtang also came back to his senses, and he squatted back to the stove with the sweet potato and rice soup in his hand.

"In the sweet potato and rice soup, I put a spoonful of caramel for you."

Yang Ruoqing's voice came from the pot platform again.

"Ok!"

Luo Fengtang responded in a muffled voice, picked up the bowl and drank in small sips.

So sweet, so fragrant, so delicious!

Seeing Luo Fengtang drank the rice soup upside down, Yang Ruoqing asked again with a smile.

"How is it? Is it delicious?"

Luo Fengtang nodded vigorously, "It's delicious, even better than wine!"

"Pfft!"

Yang Ruoqing couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud.

"Silly boy, how can these two things be compared together? You won't even say a word of praise, really!"

She gave him an angry look.

The youngest daughter's family is delicate and lovely, showing off everything.

Luo Fengtang didn't gnaw, just scratched his head and giggled.

Alcohol, don't let him get drunk.

But this sweet potato and rice soup made him feel light and light, as if he was stepping on a cloud.

Isn't it better than wine?

Over there, Yang Ruoqing took the time to say to him while chopping onion, ginger and dried chili, "If you like to drink, you can drink another bowl, the earthen jar is full!"

The essence of sweet potatoes and rice grains are in this soup.

This kid traveled sixty miles yesterday, and was busy making wheelchairs and moulds, so he probably didn't sleep a night.

Drinking a bowl of sweet potato and rice soup can warm his stomach.

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's persuasion, Luo Fengtang shook his head.

"I'm full."

"That's okay, save some stomachs, and you'll have to try the diving rabbit I made later!"

"Diving rabbit? How do you jump?" Luo Fengtang asked curiously.

"I'll do it right away, and you'll understand after a while!" She giggled and said, "The small pot can light a fire!"

"Ok!"

He leaned down and started to light the small stove outside...

Squeeze oil in a hot pot on the top of the pot.

Yang Ruoqing almost poured the last bowl of rapeseed oil into the pot.

Because the first step in making a diving rabbit needs to be fried.

After frying until golden and lustrous on both sides, pick it up and let it dry.

Put the oil in the pot back into the bowl and save it for cooking next time.

"This rabbit is so fat, I'm afraid the leached meat must weigh three catties?"

Luo Fengtang asked while observing.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "It's three catties, so I chopped half of it right now."

"Half is enough to eat." Luo Fengtang said.

He leaned over and threw another handful of firewood into the small stove, then stood up to watch her cook.

The last time I came here at night, just in time for Qinger to make supper.

At that time, the kitchen was dim and dark, and the third aunt and Xiao An were there.

He didn't pay attention to her cooking. Now, he can finally stand quietly and watch.

He was secretly happy, those eyes followed her every move, never moving away for a moment.

He watched her pick up the spatula neatly, and stir-fry the onion, ginger, garlic and dried chili in the pan with the base oil.

When the aroma came out, she turned around and scooped up a ladle of water from the water jar to add to the pot.

She had an apron round her waist, and her face was flushed.

When she waved the spatula and stir-fried vigorously, the bangs on her forehead danced along with it.

It's neat and beautiful!

His mouth was pursed into a straight line, secretly rejoicing in his heart.

If only she could watch Qing'er cooking like this, and help her stuff firewood, that would be great!

……

On the edge of the field ridge in the backyard of Lao Yang's house.

Tan stepped on a pair of small feet and walked on the rugged field ridge, almost falling down several times.

Even so, she still had to spare one hand to hold Yang Huamei behind her.

"You girl, why are you still running around in the toilet? The woods are not clean, so don't go there again next time!"

Mrs. Tan dragged Yang Huamei towards the backyard of the old Yang's house, still mumbling.

Yang Huamei looked absent-minded, still holding the dog named Wangcai in her hand.

"I didn't want to go to the woods. Wangcai went there. I'm going to chase him..."

Yang Huamei muttered.

Just before he bumped into Luo Fengtang, Wangcai ran away suddenly.

She was about to chase, but happened to collide with Luo Fengtang.

The cruel brat behind him ran away without helping her up!

She had to get up on her own!

After getting up, she originally wanted to go after Luo Fengtang and ask him for an explanation.

She remembered that he seemed to run into the courtyard gate.

But at that moment, the cry of Wangcai came from the ridge behind.

Wangcai was being chased by two dogs in the village to the woods.

She was in a hurry, so she left Luo Fengtang and turned around to save Wangcai.

The mother and daughter quickly returned to the backyard of Lao Yang's house.

Yang Huamei's eyes were fixed on the door of Yang Huazhong's room.

I wonder if Tang Yazi is still here?

She actually became a little nervous, and a layer of sweat oozed from the palms of her hands.

Mrs. Tan dragged Yang Huamei straight past the door of the third house, without looking sideways, and went straight to the front room.

From the kitchen, a spicy smell wafted out.

"Ah!"

Yang Huamei was choked by the spicy smell and sneezed loudly.

Those elephant legs couldn't move anymore.

"Mother, sister-in-law San and the others are cooking up something delicious again? It's so delicious..." Yang Huamei asked with bright eyes.

Mrs. Tan stopped, turned her head and glanced at the half-hidden kitchen door over there.

She withdrew her gaze and glanced at her daughter who was drooling towards the door of the third-bedroom kitchen.

"We're not greedy for things from other people's houses. Mei'er will go with her mother's house and be obedient!"

Mrs. Tan lowered her voice to persuade Yang Huamei, and stretched out her hand to pull her.

Yang Huamei shook off Tan's hand vigorously.

"Mother, you go home first, I'll leave my third brother here to eat this afternoon."

As Yang Huamei said, she raised her foot and walked towards the kitchen.

The door of the kitchen is ajar.

Yang Huamei raised her hand and pushed, but Tan couldn't stop her from behind.

"Sister-in-law, what are you cooking for?"

Yang Huamei asked loudly, she had already opened the door and entered the kitchen.

(End of this chapter)