Farmhouse nan nan fortune is prosperous

Chapter 50 Housewarming (seeking votes in recommendation)

"Master, what's wrong with me..." Zhou Zhe looked puzzled.

"You just mentioned the palace, so don't say it again." Mrs. Wang still liked Zhou Zhe very much, so she was a little more patient.

Zhou Zhe was stunned, as if he had indeed said it.

In the Zhang family, many people from the village have come to help wash and cut vegetables. The entire Qingshan Village has a small population of more than 100 households, but the folk customs are simple and simple. Although trivial conflicts are inevitable, there is no one who is treacherous or vicious.

So whoever has a happy event will go to help.

When Fu Bao came home, the first thing he did was go into the kitchen, Wen Heng shook his head, he was really a foodie, but looking at Fu Bao's chubby little face, he was very cute.

Wen Heng went to old man Zhang to assign him work.

Old man Zhang thought for a while, as if there was nothing he could do, "Brother Heng, go and drive all the chickens at home to the chicken coop. There are too many people today, so don't let them go, and then go and see if your sister-in-law has anything." help."

"Okay." Wen Heng responded.

After Brother Qi chopped all the firewood, he entered the main room. Mrs. Zhang and Liu were inspecting the red silk, which would be hung on the door beam of the new house in a while.

"Brother Qi, are you looking for a baby?" Mrs. Zhang saw Brother Qi looking at the door.

"Grandma, I brought back your medicine for you, can I feel your pulse." Brother Qi asked excitedly.

"Okay." Mrs. Zhang knew that Brother Qi was reading medical books, so she cooperated as it should.

Qi Ge'er touched it back and forth for about a quarter of an hour, and beads of sweat covered his forehead.

"Brother Qi, take it easy, don't worry." Sensing her grandson's nervousness, Zhang Liu comforted her in a low voice.

Only then did Brother Qi calm down, and then recorded the pulse case.

"Grandma, I've finished reading it. When I look up the medical books, I will definitely heal your leg completely." Brother Qi said with a smile.

"Okay." Zhang Liushi said with a smile, her legs and feet can get out of bed and walk now, and besides feeling cold when it rains, she doesn't feel any pain.

It can be said that it is already good.

"Mother-in-law." As soon as Brother Qi left, Mrs. Wang came in, carrying a basket, which should be filled with eggs.

"Oh, my in-laws are here, please sit down quickly." Although Mrs. Zhang and Liu disliked Mrs. Wang, every time she came, she always took care of her when Mrs. Zhang gave birth.

For this sake, Mrs. Zhang and Liu didn't care too much.

"You guys are living a really prosperous life." Mrs. Wang started to flatter and sell miserably, just to get more things in order to go home later.

The big girl who came with Mrs. Wang stayed in the kitchen. Fu Bao looked at this doll who was half a head smaller than him, and was very happy. Finally, there was a doll who was smaller than him.

"Sister, I'll give you some candy." Fu Bao peeled off a piece of oil paper and gave Da Ya a candy.

"Fubao, according to your age, you are two days younger than Da Ya." Mrs. Zhang saw that the seniority of the two people was going to be messed up, and quickly corrected her.

"But according to seniority, the big girl should call you aunt." Mrs. Zhang Wang took two freshly steamed red bean buns and stuck them with chopsticks, and gave each of them one.

"Ah..." Fu Bao was astonished, he was so senior.

"Fubao, let's take Da Ya out to play, the kitchen is too hot." Mrs. Zhang called the two of them to go out to play.

Da Ya timidly followed behind Fu Bao, holding a bean bun, carefully taking a bite from time to time.

"Da Ya, you..." Fu Bao took Da Ya to the warehouse. There were many people outside and it was still hot. It was not fun to go anywhere. It would be better to stay in the warehouse.

"Does it hurt?" Seeing the blue and purple marks on Da Ya's body, Fu Bao smacked his lips, what's going on.

"It hurt before, but it doesn't hurt now." Da Ya sat on the small bench next to Fu Bao, happily eating bean buns.

So sweet, she has never eaten such a delicious thing.

"Who hit this?" Fu Bao asked cautiously, afraid of poking Da Ya's heart.

"Father, mother." The big girl burst into tears after she finished speaking, Fu Bao panicked for a moment, and didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only pat her on the back gently.

"I wash diapers and clothes every day, be obedient, and don't eat too much, but why don't my parents like me?" Da Ya said while crying, her dark face was very pitiful.

Looking at Da Ya's slender arms, and then at his own fleshy arms, Fu Bao felt even more uncomfortable in an instant. How could there be such parents.

"Then you eat more, if you are bullied in the future, you will come to our house." Fu Bao said solemnly.

"Come to your house?" Da Ya looked puzzled.

"Our family has food and drink." Fubao promised.

"Well, good." Da Ya wiped away her tears and nodded.

"This is Qingshan Village. My father's name is Zhang Feng. If you don't know the way, you can ask about it." Fubao explained clearly.

"Okay." Da Ya nodded heavily.

After the two of them finished eating the bean buns, it was time for lunch.

Most of the people in the village came.

Those who are rich take a basket of eggs, and those who are not, wrap four or five in red cloth, all of which is a wish.

Today is a big pot dish, served with white flour steamed buns.

There are large slices of pork in the dishes, and everyone's mouths are full of oil.

The new house made a new dining table, a large round table, which can seat more than ten people. Lao Zhangtou and Mrs. Zhang Liu sat at the round table to greet the village chief, village chief, Mrs. Wang and others.

There are ten dishes on this table, all of which Fubao found out from the recipes to be suitable for this dynasty.

From Peking duck, to crispy pork, the most classic mapo tofu, and sweet and sour fish, this sweet and sour sauce is a must.

"Old Zhang, did your family hire a cook?" The village chief looked at the table of novel dishes that he had never seen before, and asked.

"No, this is a dish that the old masters have figured out on their own. Let's try it." Old man Zhang looked proud.

Mrs. Wang has a bad spleen and stomach, and usually eats a little bit, but today he ate a big bowl of white rice.

Mrs. Wang saw it in her eyes and kept it in her heart. When she went back, she asked how it was done.

The group ate and drank wine.

The head of the village had been at his son's house in Fucheng before, and only recently came back to know that the old Zhang's family in the village had made a lot of money by setting up a stall.

I was deeply moved for a while.

Before, the old Zhang family was not even considered a middle-class person in the village. There were two medicine jars of Fubao and Zhangliu's in the family.

But it took only half a year to build this green brick and tile house, as well as this complete set of furniture, how profitable it is to eat.

"The mapo tofu you sell at the pier is probably this one." The chief sandwiched a piece of that red thing, spicy and delicious.

Really enjoyable.

"Yes, this is it." Old man Zhang had already floated up at this time.

This luxurious dining table, as well as that sofa and coffee table, are really very dignified.

"Well, it's delicious." After the chief finished eating, he hesitated for a moment, and opened his mouth to ask, "What is this tofu, I've never eaten it before."

"This is the ancestral method of Brother Heng's family. The village chief also knows that Brother Heng has lost his parents and now lives in our house." Zhang Liu said with a smile.

(End of this chapter)