Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 7612 Food Delivery
Yang Huamei reserved two or three days for herself, and she believed that she would be able to completely suppress the flames of her daughter-in-law Hongmei within this time!
Bamei Cao came over to bring Mrs. Tan lunch.

In her hand, she was carrying a three-story baked red lacquered wooden thermal food box. The lid and handle were carved with patterns, and there were several eye-catching words "Tianxianglou" on the box.

Yes, this is what Yang Yongjin brought back from the restaurant. The restaurant not only provides dine-in, but also supports take-out services in autumn and winter.

This kind of food box is a standard configuration. Of course, if you want to take it out, you need to pay a certain deposit for the food box.

Because this food box is made of exquisite materials and ingeniously designed, its thermal insulation performance is far superior to other food boxes of this era.

"Why did you bring this over here today? Where's the embroidered red?" Tan asked.

In the past few days, Cao Bamei's second daughter, Xiuhong, has often come to give them away. That girl is lively and courageous. She waits by the side when Mrs. Tan eats, and sometimes the old and the young can chat. .

"That girl and her little sisters made an appointment to go to the mountains to pick mushrooms. No, it just rained a few days ago."

In the mountains after a rain, clusters of wild mushrooms poked their heads out from under the dead leaves and between the cracks in the stones.

They are clustered together like a cluster of condensed small umbrellas, and the big ones can catch up with the palms of adults.

The smallest ones are like buttons, regardless of whether they are big or small, the taste is extremely delicious when used for cooking.

Whether it is fried with leeks and cress, or made with eggs, it is a favorite of the whole family.

"It's good to pick mushrooms. I picked a lot later. Give some to your aunt. She likes to eat wild mushrooms the most." Tan said again.

Bamei Cao smiled, neither evenly nor unevenly.

"Picking mushrooms depends on luck. Last time, that girl also went into the mountains to pick mushrooms. The clothes she traveled across the mountains were all torn by branches. She was so tired that she didn't get back half a bowl."

Mrs. Tan is a fine person, how could she fail to hear Bamei Cao's inner displeasure?

She gave Cao Bamei a sideways look, "I know you feel sorry for your daughter's troubles in picking mushrooms. There is a premise in what I said earlier. If you pick a lot, you can even it out. If you don't pick a lot, you must not even it out."

"Also, even if it's even, I can't ask you to get it in vain. I'll just give you as much money as you want."

Cao Bamei's thoughts were pierced by Tan Shi's words, and she was a little helpless.

"Grandma, why do you need money from the old man for those mushrooms? Isn't that a little bit of a slack for us, and we don't need those money." Cao Bamei opened the food box she brought and took out a plate from it. A steaming dish.

"Grandma, let's not talk about that for now. For dinner, this one cooks all your favorite dishes."

A plate of tender tofu fried in lard until golden on both sides, sprinkled with green and red chili peppers, looks like a hot meal.

There is also a bowl of soy sauce red, a circle, also wrapped in soy sauce and chili powder, which is fried loach.

The one that sucks all the way to the end is Tan's favorite.

In addition, there is a dish of peas, a dish of sauerkraut, served with soft white rice, and a cornmeal bun...

The wrinkles on Tan's face were all stretched out, and the food made her happy, making her feel that living in this world is quite interesting.

The delicious food in front of her dissipated more than half of Tan's anger.

Especially Cao Bamei said: "Grandma, if there are mushrooms tonight, I will make you a whole bowl of mushroom egg soup. Do you always like to cook noodles, or soup with rice?"

Tan said without hesitation: "Of course it's soup and rice. People here love whole rice. Any delicious dish must be accompanied by rice to be perfect. Hula, noodles and steamed buns are people from the north side." The way to eat it is Qing'er's mother-in-law Mrs. Tuoba's meal, we can't eat it!"

When Mrs. Tan picked up the chopsticks, her two thin lips said a lot of opinions about diet, no matter how much they accounted for, but in Cao Bamei's view, the previous discussion about Yun mushrooms was also the same as that of the old Wang's family. Well, it should have been turned over.

Bamei Cao breathed a sigh of relief, waited for Tan to finish eating, poured her another bowl of tea, and then left.

Let's talk about the other side, Yang Huamei made a comeback and came to the new house aggressively.

It was found that the courtyard door had been opened, and there was still no smoke from the chimney, but there was movement in the main room.

Yang Huamei rushed into the main room in three steps.

The picture in front of me is that the cradle is placed by the table in the main room, and the child is lying in it, not knowing whether it is awake or sleeping.

Hongmei was sitting by the side, tearing up the steamed buns in her hand and putting them into the porridge bowl next to her.

In addition to porridge and steamed buns, there is also a plate of scrambled eggs with green peppers and a plate of salt-baked shrimp.

The pink and tender shrimp meat is very fresh at first glance. Yang Huamei suddenly thought of the two catties of big river prawns raised in the bucket in the kitchen of the new house.

It was bought before Dabai went to the town. At that time, it was said that you would cook and eat it when you bought it, but I didn’t expect that I would be peeled and boiled by Hongmei without eating a single bite.

"You bastard, my eldest grandson isn't asleep yet, you don't hug or shake, you just eat and drink with that broken mouth!"

Hongmei raised her eyelids and glanced at Yang Huamei, raised her eyebrows and smiled: "Mother, I just put the baby in the cradle when you saw it, but you couldn't see it when I held it."

"Besides, who wouldn't live for the three-inch hole under the nose? Mom, aren't you the same?"

"Stop messing with me!" Yang Huamei waved her hand, pointing to the plate containing the shrimps, "I'm just asking you, the shrimps are well raised, how did you cook them?"

Hongmei pretended to be surprised, and asked Yang Huamei: "Isn't this shrimp raised just for eating? Could it be that you want to raise it like an ancestor?"

Yang Huamei stomped her feet in anger.

What do I mean?

Hongmei tilted her head and smiled, her face full of success.

At the upper corner of the eye, there is a long and thin black line that picks up slightly, and Yang Huamei recognizes that line as eyeliner.

Yang Huamei walked a few steps closer, and saw that Hongmei not only had eyeliner drawn on the corners of her eyes, but also painted in the crevice of the double eyelids above her eyelids.

Yang Huamei has seen a few nieces getting married, so she knows that this is called eye shadow. Nowadays, girls and daughters-in-law are all popular in dressing up like this. Unlike their era, it is very good to be able to pat a few powders on the face to make the face look less sallow. La!
"My son buys prawns to honor me, and let my old lady cook vegetables for dinner," Yang Huamei pointed at the bowl of prawns, her face full of resentment.

"You slut, you stole my shrimps, you put on makeup and make yourself look like a monster when the man is not at home, do you want to hook up with a guy after you are full? You are shameless, bah!"

Yang Huamei spat at Hongmei's feet.

Only then did she realize that Hongmei was wearing a brand new pair of embroidered shoes with two red flowers embroidered on the upper.

Flowers are just like people, they are all coquettish and kitsch goods!

(End of this chapter)