A good wife and a good mother

Chapter 65
Mo Dai rolled up her sleeves and washed her hands to make dinner, Mo Xiaoyu followed behind, handing Mo Dai a spoon for a while, and helping Mo Dai with a pair of chopsticks for a while, even if he didn't help Mo Dai with things, he still followed behind her Walking back and forth, the whole person was as busy as a spinning top, which made Mo Dai want to laugh.

Mo Dai made hand-rolled noodles tonight, which is also a mixture of white flour and black flour, so the strength is naturally not comparable to the noodles made of pure white flour sold in the town.

In the kitchen, Mo Dai cut a fat and thin piece of pork bought yesterday, cut it into thin slices, first added a little oil to the pan and fried it carefully, the meat was salted by Xu Shaolin yesterday, and it had a salty taste, although There is no seasoning such as cumin, but it has an attractive burnt aroma.

Mo Dai took the fried meat slices out and put them in a big bowl. They could be added to the noodles as a side dish when they were going to eat noodles. Seeing Mo Xiaoyu staring at the bowl filled with meat, Mo Dai wrapped them in oil paper Let him taste a piece first.The meat was a little hot, and the little guy bulged his cheeks and blew air on the piece of meat vigorously. When it was finally ready to eat, he took small bites, with an expression of devotion, as if he was completing a sacred task.After eating one piece, Moday asked him if he wanted another piece, he nodded subconsciously, then shook his head quickly, as if thinking of something, nodded again quickly, the expression on his little face was constantly changing as he nodded, shook his head and nodded again , really cute tight.

Without asking him why, Mo Dai directly wrapped another piece in oiled paper for him, this time he didn't eat it right away, but resisted the desire to eat and said stickily: "Mother, I'll give it to my brother!" Turning her body around and leaving the kitchen, Mo Dai was a little dazed, and after a while she laughed softly, her eyes almost forced tears again, can this child stop being so sensible?Obviously only three years old.

Mo Dai shook her head and didn't think about it too much. She put the shredded Chinese cabbage into the pot and stir-fried it for a while, then added half of the pot of water, seasoned with salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, and then covered it. Cover the pot, bring to a boil over high heat, and when the water boils, put in the cut noodles and cook.

When eating, Xu Shaolin felt warm and moved when he saw Mo Dai put meat in the bowls of himself and his three sons.

Mo Wufeng blushed and whispered thanks.

Mo Wuyun didn't speak, just looking at the noodles and the meat, he was a little distracted, thinking how many days and nights he used to think that one day he could let his father, Wufeng Wuqing and the two children eat the noodles and the meat, and now Someone finally made this wish come true, and he also felt happy, but besides the joy, he also felt a little inexplicably confused and at a loss in his heart.

Although Mo Wuqing didn't give Mo Dai another look, he still looked arrogant and indifferent.

Mo Xiaoyu and Mo Xiaoyi didn't know what adults were thinking, they just kept pawing at the noodles in the small bowl, devoting themselves to eating.

At this time, a small head poked its head past the door, and it was a big cat: "Aunt Daxi, you are eating!"

Immediately afterwards, the second little head came over, and it was Ermao: "Aunt Daxi, the food you cook is delicious!"

Finally, the third little head popped up, it was Sanmao: "Aunt Daxi..."

Unexpectedly, before the three cats had time to express their emotions, Mo Guihua in the yard scolded angrily: "Go back to the house and sleep, you are smiling all day long, do you want to be beaten?"

The three cats sighed for a while, although they still wanted to hold on to the door of the Westinghouse, even if it was good to smell the aroma of the food, but the old lady’s sticks were not meant to scare people, so when they heard Mo Guihua’s explosion After drinking, he huffed and ran into the main room.

Mo Dai naturally couldn't see it, and was thinking of serving some noodles to Mo Guihua, but Xu Shaolin had already asked Mo Wuyun to fill a big bowl, and then put three slices of meat on top and served it out.

Mo Dai smiled at Xu Shaolin, and suddenly imitated the tone of the three cats and said: "Father, you are really a good person!"

Xu Shaolin couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and then he felt a little embarrassed, and pretended to be angry and said: "Spoof!"

That night, Modai still slept in the north side room of Westinghouse with her two children and Maruki.

Early the next morning, after eating a bowl of leftover noodles from last night heated by Xu Shaolin, Mo Dai prepared to go to town with a basket on her back.Mo Xiaoyu took Mo Xiaoyi's hand and sent Mo Dai all the way to the old locust tree.Mo Dai hugged Mo Xiaoyu and kissed him on the forehead. When he wanted to kiss Mo Xiaoyi again, he subconsciously shrank behind his brother. Then he turned and went on the road.

Mo Xiaoyu kept looking at Mo Dai's back, and Mo Xiaoyi hid behind his brother and was also looking at Mo Dai's back. Suddenly, he became a little unhappy, and curled his mouth, looking like he was going to cry or not. appearance.But at this moment, Mo Dai suddenly turned around and ran back, and before Mo Xiaoyi had time to react, she hugged him and spun him around, his eyes widened in shock and he dared not make a sound. When the older brother was much taller, his mood jumped up all of a sudden, and he felt as if he was flying with Modai's circling, giggling non-stop.

However, the interesting feeling passed away in no time, and Modai stopped, gave him a resounding kiss on the forehead, and then turned to go on the road again.

Mo Xiaoyi stood there in a daze, his joyful mood had not yet calmed down, but Mo Dai had already walked a long way.

Mo Xiaoyu was very envious of his younger brother being held up by his mother and circling in circles, but he was an elder brother, so he couldn't compete with his younger brother, and next time he would let his mother hold him and circling in circles.

Yesterday, Mo Dai made an appointment with Xiao Xiao to meet at Wang Laoyuan's blacksmith's shop on the East Street of Liugang Town.Before arriving at the blacksmith's shop, Xiao Xiao was seen standing at the door of the blacksmith's shop with arms crossed from a distance, but seeing her looking around, it was obvious that she had been waiting for a long time.

Mo Dai felt a little guilty, she obviously asked Xiao Xiao for help with something, but in the end she asked Xiao Xiao to wait for her, it was really unreasonable.Mo Dai thought, it was only the beginning of the morning, Xiao Xiao probably hadn't had breakfast yet, so she conveniently packed four vegetable and meat buns and four sesame cakes from a shop selling steamed buns, steamed buns and sesame cakes.

"Ah, Daxi Daxi, here, here!" As soon as Xiao Xiao found out about Mo Dai's existence, he called out to her loudly, causing passers-by who were catching up with the morning market to stare at Mo Dai.

On the surface, Mo Dai smiled very calmly, but in fact she was already going crazy in her heart, she just wanted to run over and cover Xiao Xiao's mouth, so that she would never make a sound again.

But the instigator, Xiao Xiao, was completely unaware of Modai's blackened psychology, and still waved at her like no one else was there.Modai sighed, that's all, Xiao Xiao's naturally dull personality is not a day or two anymore!

Walking into the blacksmith's shop, Mo Dai handed the diagrams of tin boxes, tin buckets, and simple valves that she had drawn when she was free in Fumantang to Blacksmith Wang, and asked her if she could make them.

Blacksmith Wang's name is Wang Laoyuan. He is about forty years old and has a short and stocky build. I don't know if it's because of years of blacksmithing, his skin is black and red, and his skin is shiny.

"This box and barrel are not a big problem, but the old man who is called this door has never seen it before, so I don't know if it will be the same as the girl you painted after casting!" Wang Laoyuan spoke very sincerely, "Also, can the girl tell What is the use of this old thing, what is it called?"

(End of this chapter)