Pastoral fragrance, there is a chili wife at home

Chapter 135 Ching Ming Rituals Ling Tianyang felt that Mrs. Mu was making a fuss. Although she didn't know Luo Rui's ability very well, the old man in their family was indeed not a simple person. Such methods were all left to their family. If you can't make money, you can only say that they are really inferior.Ling Tianyang feels that the three-tier bonus is too little for her, but she thinks about it or forget it, no matter what, she has no plans to enter the country or anything, she just wants to be a small landlord.

"Ling Shi, what's going on? Tell me about it." Mu Shi changed her zombie face just now, and asked seriously. It seems that if Ling Tianyang didn't say one, two, three, four, she wouldn't be able to do it today. Let her go.

Ling Tianyang rolled his eyes helplessly, and explained to Mu Shi: "It's like this, I told him the 'only' business method. In addition, I try to design a set of clothes every month to ensure the uniqueness of the design. , Since then, the clothing store opened by their family in the future will have a certain uniqueness. I will draw out the blueprints, and they will layer them for me, that's it." Ling Tianyang of course omitted the others, if let Mu know that Ling Tianyang will " "Only" will be handed over to Luo Rui in the future to make clothes. Also, of course, she didn't tell Mr. Mu about the publicity methods, vip system, and purchase restrictions she saw in her previous life, otherwise, how would he explain it.Therefore, she consciously omitted these.

Mu Shi frowned and didn't speak. After a long time, he stood up and walked into the room by himself.Ling Tianyang looked at Mu Shi's back, feeling very depressed and a little confused.

During the Ching Ming Festival, there is a lot of rain, and the passers-by on the road want to die. Today is the Ching Ming Festival, and it is raining, but the rain is not heavy.The grass on the side of the road was covered with small crystal raindrops, and the grayish yellow soil was drenched by the rain, making it a little slippery to walk on. Ling Tianyang did not dare to wear cloth shoes, he could only wear straw sandals.This is the first time in history that Ling Tianyang wears straw sandals, the straw sandals made by Ling Wensheng, because Ling Tianyang has never worn them, he always feels itchy on the soles of his feet, and laughs every time he takes a step.But thinking of such a serious festival, it is really uncomfortable to hold back and dare not laugh.

None of the deceased relatives of the Yan family were buried in the plantain nest, and there were only dozens of spiritual tablets in the family, all of which were displayed by Mu.Because it was early in the morning, before ancestor worship started, Ling Tianyang took Yan Tiannan up the mountain to pick Qingming vegetables.Bajiao's Nest has a custom of eating Qingming cakes during the Ching Ming Festival. Ling Tianyang has never eaten Qingming cakes, but seeing the gluttony of the second child, it should be quite delicious.

The air on the mountain is very fresh, because it is still raining lightly, Ling Tianyang and Yan Tiannan's heads are covered with a thin layer of raindrops, like white sugar.Peach blossoms and pear blossoms can be seen everywhere on the mountain, and a large area of ​​rapeseed flowers at the foot of the mountain meanders from one side of the mountain to the other, like a long golden belt, enclosing the entire plantain nest.The mountain flowers were in full bloom, and the fragrance washed by the rain was even more charming. Sniffing the fragrance, Ling Tianyang and Yan Tiannan each held a small basket in their hands and picked a basket full of Qingming vegetables.

Back at Yan's house, he saw the second child walking in with a basket of things, Ling Tianyang hurriedly followed and asked, "What are you carrying here?"

"Sister, I'm bringing Qingming cakes to you. You should try it quickly. This is the Qingming cake made by your mother." Before the second child finished speaking, a scent of fragrance slipped out. It was fragrant and had a bit of a bitter taste. , but aftertaste, it seems a little sweet. "Sister, the Qingming cake made by mother is delicious, please try it."

It has been less than a year since Ling Tianyang came to this world, how could she know whether the Qingming cake made by Wang's is good or not, so she picked up a Qingming cake and took a light bite, and sure enough, it was similar to what she smelled, with a delicate fragrance There is a slight bitterness in the middle, the glutinous rice flour is steamed just right, and a little sugar is mixed in it, which is very delicious.

Ling Tianyang is not a person who likes to eat glutinous food, but today, she ate three in one go. You must know that the Qingming cake made by Wang's is not as big as a glutinous rice ball, but bigger than an adult's fist. She actually ate so much.

The second child brought a lot of Qingming cakes, Ling Tianyang put the basket in the kitchen, and the Ling family came to send Qingming, and the Yan family also needed to return gifts, not only that, Ling Tianyang also sent Qingming back later, this is the custom here in Bajiao's Nest.

After seeing off the second child, Ling Tianyang and Yan Tiannan were in the kitchen preparing to make Qingming cakes.Their Ching Ming dishes were only picked up in the mountains this morning, and Ling Wensheng's family probably went to pick them yesterday, so they came here so early this morning.

Pick the young shoots of Qingming vegetables and wash them thoroughly.Boil water, blanch the clean Qingming vegetables, take them out immediately, do not filter the water and cut them directly with a knife, try to chop them as finely as possible, slowly put an appropriate amount of glutinous rice flour into the Qingming vegetables, knead them into soft Qingming vegetables without adding water Vegetable sticky rice dough.Cut the Qingming vegetable glutinous rice dough into small doses of the same amount, and the size is average.

Take a small dose and make it into a nest shape, wrap it with sesame stuffing, slowly tighten the edge of the skin inwards into a ball with the mouth of a tiger, and then gently press it into a round cake shape.

Heat up the pot, pour a little oil, turn it around, let the oil evenly cover the bottom of the pot, turn to low heat, put in the Qingming cake, cover it, bake slowly, turn over and continue to bake until the Qingming cake is raised.

They made a lot of Qingming cakes, anyway, today is a festival, and the Yan family has no relatives in Bajiao Nest, so the Qingming had to be sent to Ling Tianyang.

I had no choice but to make the Qingming Bakery, so I started to worship the ancestors, because Yan Tianxun was not at home, so Yan Tianjue did everything today, Ling Tianyang, Yan Tiannan and Mu were in charge of setting the table, serving the dishes, and others It has nothing to do with them.

After offering sacrifices to the ancestors, Ling Tianyang brought Yan Tianjue and Yan Tiannan back to her natal home. It seemed that Mrs. Wang had expected them to come. As soon as Ling Tianyang entered the room, she saw a table full of food. Mrs. Wang was very happy today and cooked A big table.The life of the Ling family is much better now, so the meat dishes on the table accounted for more than half, which made Ling Tianyang laugh.

After dinner, Ling Tianyang took Ling Wensheng and the two of them to sit and chat outside the courtyard. The newly built house of the Ling family had a well-rested courtyard. A stone road was paved from the courtyard gate to the main house, and Ling Wensheng dug it from the mountain on both sides. There are a lot of bayberry trees, chestnut trees, peach trees, pear trees and so on.Ling Tianyang is married, so the current situation of the Ling family is that the yang is flourishing and the yin is declining. As a woman, the Wang family can't say that there are only a few of their father and son. There are very few flowers and plants in the yard, only a few clusters of wild orange flowers. He also complained to Ling Tianyang for a long time.

"Father, the rapeseed in the fields you bought is about to ripen, are you going to plant them all into rice or what should I do?"

Ling Tianyang gave almost all his private money to Ling Wensheng, and asked him to help buy the land. The food that those people planted in the field belonged to them, and after harvesting, what was planted was theirs.To be honest, until now, Ling Tianyang has never asked how many acres of land Ling Wensheng bought her, but thinking of the hundreds of taels of silver he handed over to Ling Wensheng, it should be quite a lot.

"Yangyang, I was just about to tell you about this. Our family has about [-] mu of land, and it looks like [-] mu of land. I can't grow so much land by myself. After thinking for so long, I still haven't found a way. I can’t just buy it and then sell it.” Ling Wensheng was a little distressed, it turned out that when their family had no land, he dreamed every day that he would have hundreds of acres of land one day, but now that the land has come, he has only one person.

Ling Tianyang wanted to laugh when he heard the words. Ling Wensheng is a simple and honest rural guy. In his mind, the rural herringbone fields must be cultivated by himself, and the fields cannot be ruined. It is their lifeblood.

"Father, what about mine? How many are there?" Ling Tianyang wanted to find out how much land he had, so that he and Ling Wensheng and his family could ask for help.Besides, she hasn't forgotten about making wine, and she still wants to make money from it.

Ling Wensheng heard her daughter's answer was not what she asked, and looked at her puzzled, but still replied: "You have less, and the land is about [-] acres. Yangyang, your family doesn't even have a laborer, what should you do?" ?” Speaking of which, Ling Wensheng looked at her daughter worriedly. There are only three women in the Yan family. It’s still a labor, but it’s just women. It’s not very good to go to the ground after all.

Ling Tianyang was speechless when he heard that, so many, it seems that the drought last year was really serious, otherwise, there would not be so many people wanting to sell their fields. "Father, are they all near the banana nest?" With so many fields, Ling Tianyang did not believe that so many fields could be found near the banana nest.

"Of course not. Most of them are not in Bajiao's Nest. Most of them are in Xuyang County where your aunt is, and some are in your grandfather's house. There are also some in Xiaba, but not many."

"Father, there are so many lands, our family must not be able to grow them. How about we find some long-term workers. By the way, Dad, do we buy scattered ones or the whole village?" Ling Tianyang suddenly remembered that if we are looking for long-term workers, we must arrange for them. Their home is so far away from Xuyang County, it is impossible for the long-term workers to find a place to live by themselves.

"Uh, this, what we bought is a Zhuangzi, Yangyang, yours is not, that, I told your mother, when the harvest comes out next year, we will buy you a Zhuangzi." Ling Wensheng's meaning is very cryptic, Ling Tianyang I could still tell that her money was running low, and she couldn't afford a Zhuangzi, so she had to buy loose ones, but after hearing Ling Wensheng's words, Ling Tianyang almost burst into tears.So what if I can never go back to that era?Here, she also enjoyed the love of her father and her mother, and, like her parents in the previous life, they treated her very well.

Ling Tianyang grabbed Ling Wensheng's hand, almost shed tears, and said with a sob: "Father, enough is enough, what you have given is enough."