The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 54
Han Qianluo became angry immediately, stood up from the ground, stared at Han Shuier and said, "Whether I know the shame is my own business, and has nothing to do with you."

"If you weren't my sister, I wouldn't bother with you." Han Shui'er said disdainfully.

Han Qianluo's blood boiled for a moment, he smiled coldly, and said without showing any weakness: "That is really my good sister, so good that she is in collusion with outsiders." This is what Han Shui'er and The matter of selling tofu recipes together with Zhang Yao.

"What do you mean, did you say that?" Han Shui'er asked confidently, without any guilt.

"Second sister, you know what you mean best." Han Qianluo deliberately emphasized the word "second sister", full of irony.

At this time, Han Qingquan had already gone out, and Han Sanwei had also gone out to play, and there were only the two of them left at home, so no one came to stop them from arguing.

Han Shui'er gripped Han Qianluo's sleeves hard, glared at her fiercely and said, "You have to make it clear to me, otherwise, I want you to look good today." When she said this, it was completely gone Gentle and quiet, it looks ugly and ugly.

Han Qianluo just smiled faintly, pulled Han Shui'er's hand away, and said softly: "Do you have to force me to tell the truth?" At this point, he paused deliberately, and said with some malicious intentions, "You Are you really sure this is what you want?"

This sentence probably touched something, Han Shuier was silent for a while, then held his head up, and went back to weaving.Seeing this situation, Han Qianluo smiled softly with some disdain, squatted down as if nothing had happened, and began to milk the cow.

Han Qianluo began to milk the cow according to the method taught by that person, but this was her first time, and she was still a little nervous, fearing that if she accidentally failed to do it well, and the cow would get angry and kick her, then it would be Not good.But fortunately, I don't know whether the cow is gentle or Han Qianluo is really doing the right thing. In short, until the end, there is nothing unusual about the cow.

After squeezing out the milk, Han Qianluo was ready to boil the milk. Half an hour is usually the best time to boil the milk.

At this time, Han Qianluo suddenly realized a problem, and that was time.There was nothing that required accurate timing before, so it didn’t matter. Now that I want to boil milk, I suddenly found that there is no accurate timing tool. clepsydra.

Without a timing tool, Han Qianluo could only estimate an approximate time. When he felt that it was almost done, he extinguished the firewood in the stove, poured out the milk in the clay pot, put it in a large pottery bowl, and distributed it. With the unique taste of fresh milk, it is light and attractive.

At least Han Qianluo felt that the fresh milk was a bit tempting, so he decisively found a spoon and took a little taste.The taste of pure milk has no sweetness, so it's not good or bad, but Han Qianluo feels that it's complete, and he hasn't had it for a long time.Thinking of making a cake later, I just tasted it and didn't drink any more.

Although Han Qianluo didn't need many ingredients for this simple cake, it was still a bit difficult for her now. She took out the four eggs that cost more than ten yuan to buy, and there were guests at home. The white noodles I ate when I came here, well, they are actually flour.

The subsequent steps are very cumbersome, but Han Qianluo has always been very patient when it comes to making food, and follow the steps step by step slowly, striving to do his best.

When Han Qianluo was steaming the cake, he suddenly heard a voice from the yard, followed by Han Sanwei's surprised voice: "Sanjie, what do you think this is?"

Han Qianluo turned his head to look, and saw that Han Sanwei was holding a white thing in his hand, a small ball, only the size of Sanwei's palm, curled up into a ball, and couldn't see clearly, so he lifted the thing up for a while. Look, the iconic long ears turned out to be rabbits.

"Sanwei, where did you come from?" Han Qianluo asked in surprise, and put the rabbit back into Sanwei's hands.

Han Sanwei held the little rabbit carefully: "Xiaopang and I went to the mountain to play, and found a hole. We found it in the hole, and there are several others, one for each of us."

Looking at the small, white and cute little rabbit in front of her, Han Qianluo started thinking about raising a rabbit again. Before she could come up with a trick, she heard Han Sanwei's doubtful voice again: "Third sister, what's the matter with you?" What is steamed inside? It smells so good."

Only then did Han Qianluo come back to his senses. He glanced nervously at the pot and found that it hadn't been over-steamed, so he felt relieved and said with a smile, "This is even more delicious than the pastry from Zhenshanfang." Before Han Sanwei could speak, he went on to say, "The rabbit is about to freeze to death, go find some old clothes and wrap it up."

"Oh." Han Sanwei hurriedly hugged the rabbit and left.

After a while, Han Qianluo opened the lid of the pot and took a closer look. He tried it out with a bamboo skewer, and when he pulled it out, it was still dry. It was obvious that it had been steamed, so he extinguished the fire and put the The cake in the large earthenware bowl was taken out and set aside to cool.

However, at this time, Han Sanwei turned back again, and the little rabbit in his arms was gone. Seeing the cake Han Qianluo put on the stove, he hurried over, looked at Han Qianluo and asked, "Sister, can I help you?" Can I have a taste?"

Han Qianluo found it out, wiped it carefully, then cut off a piece of cake and handed it to Sanwei, and he also cut a piece to taste.

"It's delicious." Han Sanwei squinted his eyes and said with a very happy look, "Sister San is really amazing, everything she makes is delicious."

"Go out and play."

After making the cake, Han Qianluo planned to grind the wheat at home into flour. They usually ate coarse grains, that is, millet or sorghum, so there was very little flour. It was just to prevent guests from coming. A little bit, but a lot has been used to make the cake just now, so Han Qianluo plans to grind some more flour out.

Grinding flour is not an easy job. Han Qianluo's family doesn't have any animals for grinding. It can only be grinded slowly by people, which is tiring and slow. When Han Qingquan comes back in the evening, Han Qian Luo is just grinding some flour that is not too much.

"Xiao Luo, why are you grinding the flour all by yourself?" Han Qingquan asked in surprise.

Before Han Qianluo could speak, Han Shui'er said with a bit of yin and yang, "She wasted things by herself, and she must grind them out by herself. Also, you can't just let you waste so much white flour. You have to have it." return."

"Shui'er," Han Qingquan said with some displeasure, "It's all a family. What are you talking about? Xiao Luo will definitely not waste things casually. There must be her reasons."

Han Shui'er was immediately upset, and said with some grievances: "I didn't wrong her, obviously there is something to eat at home, but she insists on imitating rich people, making pastries, wasting so much money and doing something unrealistic Something comes out."

Han Qianluo took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart. She didn't want to become like those shrews. Anyway, when the cake sold for money, it would be more convincing than anything else.So Han Qianluo just said as calmly as possible: "If I really can't make money with these things, it's not too late for you to say so,"

Han Qingquan probably sensed something was wrong between the two of them, looked at Han Shui'er and Han Qianluo with some doubts, and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong with you?"

"Ask her and let her tell herself what she has done." Han Shuier complained, it seemed that Han Qianluo had made a huge mistake.

Han Qingquan turned his head to look at Han Qianluo in some confusion: "Xiao Luo, what happened?"

Before Han Qianluo could speak, Han Shui'er said first, "She's embarrassed to say, but let me tell you, an unmarried girl's family has no shame at all to touch such a place." The conversation changed, and he said to Han Qingquan, "Brother, it's because you didn't teach her before that made her look like she is shameless now. If mother and father knew about it underground, they wouldn't know that she would be so sad." What's it like." He said with a look of crying.

Hearing this, Han Qianluo almost spit out blood. What did she do, was she milking a cow? She said it as if she had committed some heinous crime, and she still spoke so righteously and felt wronged.At this moment, Han Qianluo felt that his second sister was as terrifying as a demon.

"Brother, I just milk the cows." Han Qianluo explained weakly.

However, Han Shui'er still scolded her like before: "Are you still saying that that place should be touched by an unmarried girl like you?"

Just as Han Qianluo was about to say something, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Li Chunhua, who was next to him, quietly poking his head out. When he realized that Han Qianluo had seen her, he pointed out to the outside of the yard, and then retracted his head. .

Han Qianluo followed Li Chunhua's fingers to look out of the yard, and found a person's head shrank from the wall of her house at once, so he quickly opened the yard door and went out, but saw nothing.

"Shui'er, that's just a cow, it's not a big deal." Han Qingquan said with a helpless look.

Han Shui'er didn't say anything, and sat back to weave as usual, but Han Qianluo saw it clearly with the unwilling eyes, and told himself in his heart that he must be vigilant against Han Shui'er, and the same mistake should not be made again.

Han Qianluo went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, and Han Qingquan also walked into the kitchen to help, and was surprised to see the cake on the stove: "Xiao Luo, what is this, it smells really good."

"Brother, try it and see how it goes, I plan to make it and sell it." Han Qianluo said quickly.

(End of this chapter)