The husband is the hunter

Chapter 192

As soon as Fang Lin entered the courtyard, Shen Ruyi, who was enjoying the shade in the courtyard, rushed over immediately when she heard the movement, and hugged Fang Lin's thigh, "Cousin, cousin, you are finally back, the story grandma told is not good, I am afraid Almost fell asleep."

Apart from eating and playing, this child likes to listen to some rare stories. Mrs. Shen is getting old and her mind is a little confused. Several stories are strung together in one place, and the stories are inconsequential. Naturally, Shen Ruyi is impatient to listen, but Fang Lin It's different, anecdotes in the mountains, new things in the town, she comes here casually, even if she casually talks about her new dishes, she can talk about Shen Ruyi's mouth watering.

"You, don't run around, follow grandma obediently, my cousin will cook something delicious for you." Fang Lin touched Shen Ruyi's head, with a gentle tone, seeing that the child was persuaded by herself, she raised her head to face Mrs. Shen The wife said, "Grandma, why don't you stay indoors, it's such a hot day outside, be careful of heat stroke."

Old Mrs. Shen laughed, "Stay under the tree. I can't dry it out. I have bad ears. I can see whoever you sit here, but you can't hear it when you're inside the house. The wheat in the field has been harvested, right?" ? That kid from Nanshan just came back and said there wasn’t much left.”

"It's finished. Guangzong and Nanshan are watching at the grain drying yard. I'm coming back to cook, and I have to go there after the meal is done. There is only one family left in front of us. I can rest assured that I have finished grinding the wheat and put it into the warehouse." Fang Lin was born and raised in a farmer's family, so she naturally understands these things very well.

"Let's eat dry noodles at noon, this stuff is very hungry." Mrs. Shen smiled, "I'll go over and help."

Fang Lin shook her head, "No need, I can do it alone, you look good, I'll be fine soon."

During the busy farming season, as long as they are passable, they have to eat noodles almost every meal. One meal of this food can cover two meals normally, so that they can work harder.

The noodles are dry noodles, no different from other people's, the emphasis is on the toppings.Fang Lin was willing to put oil and salt, and chopped a lot of minced meat to fry. It was served with fragrant oil and pepper. When the noodles were stirred, it made people's index fingers move.

Shen Ruyi went to the field and asked Shen Ershan and the others to come back for dinner. Fang Lin found a basket, put two bowls of noodles in it, covered it with a cloth, and filled two skins full of water. Then she said to Mrs. Shen, "Grandmother, everything is on the cutting board in the kitchen. I didn't turn off the fire. You reckon that uncle and the others will come back soon, so as not to put it in the bowl."

"I know, you should go quickly, Nanshan and the others have been busy for a long time, and they are still hungry."

Fang Lin went out at the urging of Mrs. Shen, and when she arrived at the grain drying ground, she saw that Shen Guangzong was leading the donkey and pulling the roller to grind the dried wheat back and forth. The straw was polished and shone in the sun. Yingying light.Duan Nanshan ran behind the roller, as if he had never seen such a new thing, he was very curious.

"Okay, don't look at it, come over to eat quickly." Fang Lin called Duan Nanshan, and when he approached, she smiled and said, "What's so good about the mill, our seasoning grinder is just a little small, but it's practical They all look similar, except that one is ground on a millstone and the other on the ground."

Duan Nanshan took the rice bowl, took two mouthfuls of rice without saying a word, and drank water, then said, "I just thought it was interesting, how do you think people have such long brains, how can they figure out how to grind a stone into a round shape?" of the milled wheat."

(End of this chapter)