Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Brother Jie's operation

The weather is hot, and the stewed old turtle soup will make people's nostrils bleed, and the anger will be strong.

So Yang Ruoqing raised the old turtle first, and planned to wait until it rained before stewing it.

Taking time off, Luo Fengtang and I went to Tianxiang Building in several places in Qing'an County to inspect the situation. When we came back, we went to Xu Mang's for a small gathering. When we returned to the village again, several days had passed.

The side of the road is full of paddy fields, and the newly inserted seedlings are gently swaying in the wind. Looking from afar, the field of vision is green, setting off a piece of green ripples, as magnificent as the sea, which makes people open-minded and happy. pleasure.

Yang Ruoqing didn't stay in the carriage, but came to the front and sat side by side with Luo Fengtang, who was driving the carriage. The speed of the carriage was relatively slow, so the oil-paper umbrella in her hand held it firmly, casting a shade over their heads.

When passing by a bubbling ditch nearby, Yang Ruoqing suddenly pointed somewhere: "Tang Yazi, do you see that the person sitting over there is brother Jie from our village?"

Brother Jie is the son of Zhu Dafu, an old carpenter in Changping Village.

Zhu Dafu can do carpentry with his own hands, and the furniture he makes is both practical and exquisite. Anyone who is married or has a daughter in ten miles and eight villages likes to ask him to help make furniture.

Relying on his skillful hands, Zhu Dafu supported his whole family. Even during the lean season every year, Zhu Dafu's family didn't have to go hungry.

Because of this, the three sons of Zhu Dafu's family all married their wives at the right age.

Even the youngest son, Brother Jie, whose head was knocked out at a young age, and who grew up to be a bit dull, has a family and a career. His wife is a girl from the Jinjia Village in front of him.

Following Yang Ruoqing's guidance, Luo Fengtang looked over and nodded, "It is indeed Brother Jie."

"It's noon, brother Jie, why don't you go home to eat and sit there?" Yang Ruoqing muttered, and patted Luo Fengtang on the shoulder: "Stop, I'll go over and ask."

The big guy is in the same village, brother Jie is not very smart, Zhu Dafu is very popular in the village, the Luo family and the Yang family have also asked him to break furniture, so it is necessary for Yang Ruoqing to go and ask about the situation.

Luo Fengtang stopped the car, Yang Ruoqing jumped down and came to the side of the ditch.

The water in the ditch flows down from the pond at the entrance of the village. It goes all the way down the channel, and there is a corner here. Due to the slope problem, the water flow is turbulent. Soaking is like boiling water in a pot, very happy.

Brother Jie stood guard here with his legs crossed, beside him was a bamboo basket with a piece of red cloth draped over it.

At this time, the red cloth was lifted, revealing the neatly stacked vermicelli and eggs inside.

On the ground outside the basket, there are many broken surfaces scattered.

When Yang Ruoqing came over, she happened to see Brother Jie grabbed an egg and smashed it on the ground, broke the eggshell and poured the egg yolk and egg liquid into the rushing water, the egg yolk tumbled down the rushing water...

Brother Jie buried his head, went to grab the eggs in the basket and cracked them...

Yang Ruoqing was stunned by his operation.

"Brother Jie, what are you doing?"

Brother Jie recognized Yang Ruoqing, and grinned at her: "I'll cook noodles for my wife, and add a few poached eggs..."

amount……

Can egg noodles be cooked like this?

It seems that she is ignorant...

"Brother Jie, who taught you to cook like this?" She squatted down next to her and asked again, suppressing a smile.

(End of this chapter)