Ugly peasant girl in space

Chapter 877: The Twelfth Moon (4)
"Huh? Did you tell Brother Shanzi?"

Qing Li's eyes widened and she thought to herself, Aunt Six is ​​really anxious, casting a net everywhere to find someone to make peace with, she doesn't know how this talented girl is.Usually, women who study don't look down on mud-legged people, and always feel that the peasants are rough people. Anyway, Qingli is often dug up in the capital and ridiculed.

"No, the other party's family is well-off, and there are two or three small shops. The girl's parents are all good, so they must be close."

Mrs. Liu nodded Qingli's head, "Brother Shanzi is too old, and there is no one suitable for you. Look at it, the children of boys of the same age in our village can use soy sauce! Sigh, they are all mothers, how can you not?" I understand this feeling, it is your elder brother..."

When Liu Shi said this, her eyes flickered, and Qingli immediately noticed something was wrong, she pretended to ask curiously, "Didn't the elder brother promise mother that we will get married when he passes the Jinshi exam?"

"How can he have any confidence? Back then, he said that if he passed the exam, he would marry a scholar!"

The problem is that they are very resistant. The Liu family also met almost everyone in the capital. They thought they were good, so they invited them to come to their house as guests. As a result, their own sons and daughters didn’t say anything, so they packed their bags and went to the Imperial College. .

"Mother, don't worry so much about elder brother's marriage. There are many unmarried people in Jingdu and Guan."

Qingli blinked, pretending to comfort her, she always felt that her mother seemed to be hiding something on her mind, and halfway through what she said, she was itching in her heart, thinking about how to say something.

"They are all sons and young masters of high-ranking officials. They are not married but have a maid. Your elder brother..."

Although Liu's words didn't make sense, Qingli understood.Before going to the capital, the mother Liu was still a simple-minded person. After arriving in the capital, she realized that there are still people who are good men. The third prince Yelu Churen is a negative example. In the conversation, she said that people who are good at masculinity are generally handsome, and she suddenly felt cold.

"Mother, don't say that, Chunyu is not married, nor is he married."

Qingli was embarrassed, her mother's worries were all written in her eyes, the eldest brother must not know that the reason why his parents forced the marriage was that he was implicated by the perverted third prince.

But there are people who can speak their minds, and Liu is not hiding it. Her Li girl is engaged, even if she is a big girl. She expressed her worries, and besides, the eldest son has to set up a family. The villagers usually gossip and are concerned about the elder brother's marriage. She couldn't tell why.

"So mother, you cut it first and then played it, and found a female catcher for eldest brother?"

Qingli raised her forehead, her eyeballs almost protruded, so clean and neat, is it really mother who did it?In her impression, Niang has always been the kind of soft temper that is easy to discuss.

"Your second aunt came up with the idea."

Liu added, Qing Li breathed a sigh of relief, finally found the "mastermind behind the scenes", it is estimated that the female arrester found the capital, and there will be new excitement in the capital.

The mother and daughter chatted for a while, and Mrs. Liu was going to Uncle Qingli's natal house to discuss the preparations for the New Year, and told her that the clan would gather in the school in the afternoon to study next year's spring seeds. Everyone in the clan knew that the uncle's family had successfully grown melons, and they were bought at a high price. Don't experiment.

Qingli must attend the clan meeting.Some time ago, my uncle planted melons, and she also planted vegetables from the south, golden loofah and water spinach in the backyard. I didn’t go back to the village at that time. The water spinach at home was growing fast, and I couldn’t finish it. Grandma Cui gave it to the tribe, and Tell them how to make it, and all the people in the clan say it is delicious.

There is too much production. When Grandma Cui went to the town to buy, she took Dongwa to set up a stall and sold it for a while. The people really liked it. At first, it cost a penny a catty, but later the price increased to five cents, and people still bought it. It is delicious, and secondly, the common people also want to know what kind of food people in Huangchenggen eat, and want to taste it.

There are a lot of golden loofahs produced, and Grandma Cui put them all in the cellar. Last night, she cut up and steamed one at home, and fried it with chili. The thin shreds are much more delicious than spicy fried potato shreds, uncle He likes to break the steamed buns in half and eat them in between. He said that it’s good to put some shredded pork in the fried golden loofah.

"Mother Yu, the pig's trotters at home have been boiled for a day, and they are already soft and rotten. The recipe we researched last time, plus, make a spicy pig's trotters. I can't finish it, and I can serve it to my uncle's family."

Qingli went to the kang to tidy up. She was very low-key in the village. She only wore a down jacket, no jewelry, and a ponytail on her hair. He patted his face lightly.

"Miss, don't worry, what this old slave cooks will definitely be delicious."

Nanny Yu rubbed her hands, she was idle in winter, and she had another task to study food.A few days ago, people in the village slaughtered the New Year’s pigs and came here to send pork. There is no shortage of these things in the family. They asked for pig’s trotters. He and Grandma Cui shaved them and prepared to make spicy pig’s trotters.

Two days ago, I was going to make the spicy pig's trotters that the lady said, but the bean paste at home has not been ready. There is a process that needs to be fried with bean paste to make red oil, so that the color of the pig's feet is bright, and it makes people drool.

"Well, pepper, red pepper, cinnamon, star anise and fragrant leaves, remember to stir-fry with low heat first to get the aroma."

Qing Li asked, ask Mai Ya and Mai Dong to come and help, it's cold in the north, it's impossible not to eat chili, even Mammy Yu likes spicy food now, but she has to keep slapping her tongue every time after eating.

After entering the twelfth lunar month, the mountains were covered by heavy snow, and the clan school in the village took a rest. Qingli and Da Mo Ruhu went to the clan school together.

"Patriarch, you are here."

A clansman greeted Mo Ruhu, and everyone found their seats to sit down and wait for the rest of the clansmen. Everyone was very serious and prepared charcoal pencils and small notebooks. Now the clansmen are literate, and when they mention this, they are full of smiles and have a sense of pride .

"Let's sit down and talk, and we'll talk again when everyone is here."

Mo Ruhu sat on the table with his head bowed, and nodded to everyone. After a while, the tribe arrived one after another. Qingli saw her cousin Mo Qingju, and the two of them boiled water and poured hot tea for everyone.

"It's the twelfth lunar month, and we're free too."

When everyone arrived, father Mo Ruhu straightened his face and coughed a few times, "The conditions in our Mojia Village are good now, every family has no worries about new year's goods, and the clan has nothing to give everyone. Tomorrow, each family will send a representative to come and collect Grain** rice noodles, pork you prepare yourself, chicken, duck, fish, candy, melon seeds, peanuts, all will be given out by our clan.”

"Really, patriarch? Can we still come to pick up the New Year's goods?"

The clansmen down there immediately beamed with joy. The conditions of the family are good, and there is no shortage of pork, but not everyone can buy fish. There is fish every year, and the family’s dining table is indispensable. In previous years, the family had no money, so they made one with flour and put it on. People with better conditions spend two hundred Wen, only a small fish that is an inch long is suitable for the occasion.

(End of this chapter)