Farmhouse pretty cook

Chapter 270 The person who pulls hatred (1)
hmmm...

At that time, she couldn't bear his affection at all, it was terrible.This man was originally frozen in ice for thousands of years.

Once the ice melted, it was like a scorching volcano. The heat almost melted her.

Mu Xiang resentfully lifted the quilt and hid in the bed.

But so what, the quilt is full of his masculine scent, with a little smell of Longyanxiang, which smells very good, and if you smell it too much, you will become addicted, and Mu Xiang knows that she can't get rid of this smell.

With a sigh, he resigned himself to getting up and getting dressed.

When they arrived at the yard, they found He An and Wu Qing sitting in the yard stupidly, sighing and bowing their heads, looking half dead.

Mu Xiang walked over, kicked the two of them, and said unhappily: "Okay, you guys, it's almost done, don't you see that there is still a lot of work to be done at home? Today we shoveled all the Chinese cabbage in the field, carrots and The green radishes have to be finished, and they are all put in the cellar, and there are..."

She said a lot, and when she finished speaking, the two stood up slowly, one went to get the shovel, and the other went to get the bamboo basket.Still looking half-dead, he flickered and went to the field outside the house.

Mu Xiang watched and shook her head. They were like this, and they still had the nerve to call themselves King Xiang's subordinates.

I don't even have the ability to bear this, isn't it because the master has left?So what? Could it be that they don't have to live when the master is gone?

There was also a sound in the other room.

Mu Xiang straightened her clothes, opened the door and went in, just in time to meet Cai Yun and Gong Tong came out.

As soon as Caiyun saw her, he asked, "Did Brother Helian leave? Did he really leave last night?"

"Really, it couldn't be more true. It's not like I won't be back. To see you one by one, isn't it just a trip? Come on, don't think so much, there is still a lot of work to do at home!"

Mu Xiang went around her and entered the room, Mu Lang was lying on the kang with his eyes wide open, staring at her without blinking.

Seeing that he also wanted to ask, Mu Xiang immediately reached out and nodded, raising her eyebrows.

"I'll sleep again," Mu Lang slipped into the bed without another word of nonsense.

"Well, this is good, Mu Lang sleeps for a while, and then he has to get up to practice. From now on, I will let Brother Wu Qing teach you how to practice martial arts. Look at your recent training results. Well, your arms are stronger and your body is also stronger. Do we have to make persistent efforts?"

Mu Lang answered her lazily from under the quilt, "Understood, I'll get up right away."

Mu Xiang smiled, the smell in the room was not pleasant, she climbed onto the kang and opened the window.If the weather is fine, she will take the quilt out to dry in the sun, which is not only to sterilize the quilt, but also to let the quilt breathe.

Caiyun cleaned the bucket and placed it at the foot of the yard before going to the kitchen to scoop up water for washing.

Mu Xiang took a few dirty clothes out of the house and said to her: "I'll make breakfast later, you clean the house and the kang, and open the windows for ventilation."

Caiyun hummed, indicating that she understood.

Today's breakfast is also very simple, cook a pot of glutinous rice porridge, add some kimchi fried in vegetable oil, and some crispy and spicy dried radish made by herself, eat it with porridge, it is absolutely delicious.

The porridge made with glutinous rice is much more fragrant and sticky than that made with ordinary rice.

There was not enough glutinous rice at home, she was going to have breakfast and asked Wu Qing to go to the city to buy some.

After breakfast, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the axle marks outside the door had been buried by the snow, and gradually no shadows could be seen.

The family suddenly lost a man with a strong sense of presence. In fact, Mu Xiang didn't adapt to it. In addition to adapting, she felt more sour in the bottom of her heart.

In order to divert her attention, she began to work.

Wu Qing and He An acted very quickly. It only took one morning to dig up all the vegetables in the field, and put them in the cellar when they were free.

Anyway, I don't know how to clean it, so I don't need to choose it, just put it in.

After breakfast, Mu Xiang picked out some Chinese cabbage and green radishes, and some carrots, too.

After washing the carrots, cut them into slices, soak them in chili sauce, and let them stand for about three or four days before they can be eaten.

Slightly sweet carrots, soaked in the spicy aroma of chili sauce, it is very fragrant to eat.

As for the green radishes, Mu Xiang also soaked some in chili sauce, and the rest was made in the same way as kimchi, but it had to be placed in a jar separately from the pickled cabbage.

Fortunately, there are many jars at home, and they can always hold them.

When it was almost noon, a carriage came to the door of Mu's house against the wind and snow.

Tang Mo was wearing a black fox fur robe, surrounded tightly by the whole person, and brought the little six sons of Fushoulou into the courtyard.

"Hey, where did everyone go?" Tang Mo stood in the yard, but Mu Xiang and the others were nowhere to be seen.

On the other hand, Hei Bao came out wagging his tail, rubbed against his legs, then ran up to Xiao Liu, kicked his paws, and was about to hug his waist.

Xiao Liu chuckled, "Their dog is so enthusiastic!" Mu Xiang suddenly appeared at the door of the main room, leaning against the door, and said coolly: "He mainly recognizes people, and he recognizes whoever kisses him."

Seeing Mu Xiang appearing, Tang Mo's eyes lit up, he hid his excitement a little bit, and then revealed a little bit, "Didn't the young master be notified that he would be back today, and you didn't say to greet him at the door, did you? Don't you all miss me?"

He deliberately said you, not you, he was afraid that Mu Xiang would be suspicious.

After only a few days, he felt as if it had been a long time.People say that if you don't see each other in a day, it's like three autumns. Is it true?
Mu Xiang still looked indifferent, "You are not some kind of fairy, why are we going out to greet you, and...you are standing there...drenched in the snow, isn't it fun?"

"Oh, forgot, forgot, isn't it just to see you happy?" Tang Mo hurried up to the verandah, took off his cloak, and handed it to Mu Xiang.

Mu Xiang glanced at him, forget it, don't bother with him.

He took his cloak and found a hanger to hang it up to dry.

Tang Mo was happy, and the boredom that had come along the way all relaxed at this moment.

(End of this chapter)