Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 1178

Fang Shiyi smiled, "That's natural. They are not short of money, and they don't care about what to eat. They just want to look good. In fact, they are not as warm as our family. There are too many people and noisy things, which is not good at all."

Fang Qi didn't know much about her, and she couldn't imagine such a scene.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door.

"I'll go and have a look, you look at my little sister, don't spill the dumplings." Fang Shiyi clapped his hands, climbed off the kang, put on his shoes, walked into the main room, and pinned the woodcutter on the back of the door Behind him, he walked over to open the door.

There is no need to open the door bolt, through the loose crack of the door, one can see the shivering person outside, it is Bao Er.

"Why are you!" Eleven sense hurriedly opened the door and let him in.

Bao Er jumped in, stomping his feet in the cold, the shoes on his feet were too warm, until here the shoes were soaked, and the cloth socks were as hard as stones.

"It's so cold, it's too cold today, I'm about to freeze to death." Bao Er didn't bother to answer her, even though he walked all the way, it seemed that his body should be warm, but it was still cold, he was almost frozen to death.

"Go inside to warm up, take off your shoes and socks, and put them on the stove to roast." Eleven put down the hatchet and helped him take off the ragged cotton jacket outside.

"Hey! I'm here to celebrate the New Year with you!"

In autumn, they also earn money, although not much, but they can make ends meet.

A few people started to tidy up the ruined temple again, making it airtight and rain-proof as the standard, otherwise a group of their little friends would freeze to death due to the heavy snow this year.

Without Fang Shiyi leading the way, Bao Er ran to the back.

Entering the house, climbing onto the kang, he let out a long sigh of relief, "It's too warm."

Fang Shishi didn't care. Anyway, the few of them are still puppies now, and they don't have a strong defense against men and women.

The little girl liked Bao Er very much, she crawled over neatly, and soon got into trouble with Bao Er.

With one more Baoer, more dumplings should be wrapped, otherwise this kid could eat all the pot.

"You're here, can they have a New Year's Eve dinner in the temple?" Eleven asked.

"Of course I can eat it. This year, the Yunfu showed great mercy and sent food and bedding to the homeless people in the city. The housekeeper of the Yunfu even specially sent us a few catties of pork, which was never done before. I don't know what happened this year." Bao Er shook his head, still feeling puzzled.

Fang Shiyi thought of Yun Jingzhi, and guessed that it was his idea, "You can take it if you give it, they are a big family, and they don't care about a few catties of pork. You can survive on your own.”

"Of course I know this. When spring comes, we will come to set up small stalls and sell tea. When it is not snowing, we will go to see the tea forest again, hoping that no one will find out, otherwise it will be cheap. It was taken by someone else."

Fang Shiyi thought of the open space outside his backyard, "Otherwise, after the tea leaves are harvested next spring, slowly move some of the tea trees over. Although the backside of my place is not as good as the rain on the mountain, it is worse than being occupied by others." .”

Bao Er chuckled and said, "That's a good idea. Unfortunately, we don't have any land. These days, a piece of land as big as a palm is owned by an owner. I went to inquire later. The deserted forest with tea trees actually has an owner." Yes, it’s just that people don’t like it, and they don’t bother to take care of it, so it has been abandoned.”

Fang Shiyi raised his eyebrows, "Oh? Whose family is it?"

"Our county magistrate, I heard that it was an ancestral property in the past. He used to grow fruit trees. Later, the fruit trees could not be sold for money. After a long time, even the people who took care of the forest withdrew."

Fang Shixi thought about it, and the forest seemed to be really barren, but... "After the first month, go and find out. If the price of the forest is not expensive, let's buy it, develop it, and plant it all with tea trees!"

Since a dense tea tree can grow on the barren mountain, it means that the soil quality there is good and the temperature difference is also suitable.

Bao Er patted his thigh, "This method is good, but..."

"As for the silver, let's think of a way slowly, first find out the price, and then go and boil the water. It's getting dark, and it's time for us to have New Year's Eve dinner." Fang Shiyi also became excited, this is her Pass through the first new year.

"Okay!" Bao Er quickly jumped off the kang, and now he doesn't feel cold anymore.

"I'm here to help too!" Fang Qi also happily insisted on getting off the kang.

Fang Shishi said, "Put my little sister up too, and let her play in the yard."

The four children in the house are all busy.

Bao Er lit up the fire in the stove, and ran to paste the Spring Festival couplets. The paste was made by Fang Shiyi in the morning, and it was very fragrant, and it would be no problem to eat it for breakfast.

There are no less than one hundred dumplings in total, and the top ones are big, not small and cute.

The little girl is playing with rhubarb in the yard, and the black eagle is lazily huddled in its nest. It doesn't need to go out to look for food anyway. It just goes out for a walk in the morning, and sometimes it will bring back a hare, or a pheasant or something. .

The plum blossoms in the yard have already bloomed, and the bright red flower bones are extremely beautiful.

The younger sister is also very sensible and never picks flowers.

Fang Shishi was cooking New Year's Eve dinner in the semi-open-air kitchen on one side.

In addition to dumplings, there is also a plate of steamed bacon, a plate of braised pork, a plate of meatballs, green fried Chinese cabbage, and a plate of soup vermicelli.

They are all home-cooked dishes, and there is no need to pay attention to anything, as long as the meaning is reached.

Seeing the little girl playing in the yard, Fang Shixi thought, there is no kindergarten in this place, otherwise it would be good to let the little girl read and write.

Look at Fang Qi again, he can't be ignorant of a big character, even if he is not a scholar, he should be able to write and do abacus, otherwise he can really rely on needlework and stay in the backyard for a lifetime?

The water in the pot boiled, bubbling and bubbling.

Holding the bamboo plaque with one hand, Fang Shiyi put the dumplings in quickly, counted them, closed the lid, boiled again on high heat, and then switched to low heat.

After Bao Er finished posting the Spring Festival couplets, he came over to help her bring the dishes into the house.

On the altar table were the memorial tablets of the Fang family's parents. Fang Shiyi had prepared the offerings early in the morning, with incense candles lit on both sides and incense candles in the middle, and the incense was lit all at once.

"Bao Er, there is a firecracker in the east room, hurry up, it's time for dinner!" Fang Shiyi called him loudly.

Scattered, a few shops on the street have already lit firecrackers, crackling, very Chinese New Year flavor.

"Understood!" Thinking of lighting firecrackers, Bao Er didn't know where to move his excited hands and feet. He grew up so big, and this was the first time he lit firecrackers during the Chinese New Year. It is the blessing of the Buddha.

Fang Qi took the little girl and half hid behind the door, watching excitedly that Bao Er picked a place with little snow, tore apart the red paper, and lit the firecracker with the incense in his hand.

"Ah!" As soon as the firecrackers rang, Fang Qi remembered, and hurriedly covered the little girl's ears.

(End of this chapter)