Farmer's Head: Busy farming

Chapter 162 Cooking Ripe Rice
Chapter 162

Chu Yun didn't intend to go out after eating, and seeing that Chu Zigui was idle, she said to him, "Don't wander around outside today, follow me to the study."

"Father, it's almost Chinese New Year, and the family can't buy anything. Can my son keep an eye on it?" Chu Zigui's head jumped when he heard the word "study room". It has the sour air of a scholar.

Maybe it's because I think that all things are inferior, but reading is high, and I always want to label myself as a scholar, and even blame myself.

Chu Yun's eyes immediately became serious, she stared at Chu Zigui, not angry.

It has to be said that this ginger is still old and hot, and Chu Zigui's eyes can scare away a lot of people on weekdays, but when facing Chu Yun, he can only be defeated.

"You, it's so good to follow your father to the study. There are still mothers in the house. If it's not possible, there are several aunts of yours. Why should you bother?" Xie said, looking at Chu Yun lightly. , with a bit of sourness in his tone.

Chu Yun is not stupid, she heard Xie's voice-over, and immediately smiled, "I still have to work hard on Madam, I'm afraid it's hard for the aunts to take care of the affairs of this house."

Hearing what Chu Yun said, Xie's heart felt a little better. She really thought of this man, and she only cared about the concubine.

"It's not hard, I'm doing it for the sake of the master, and also for our family. The eldest daughter-in-law will be back in a few days." Mrs. Xie nodded, and her words were no longer eccentric.

Chu Yun was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Well, come back when you come back."

Chu Zishu's official wife was named Li Fuliu, and she was also the daughter of a merchant. Her natal family had some business contacts with the Chu family, but Chu Yun still had a little disdain for her.

Guo Qingyao is very important to Guo Qingyao, after all, she is a lady from the official family.

Seeing Chu Yun's mediocre attitude, Xie grinned in a nice way, looked at Chu Zigui, and then smiled, "Jun Mo, you can work harder so that mother can find someone to hug your eldest grandson." It is."

"Father, let's go to the study." Chu Zigui immediately stood up when he heard this, and said to Chu Yun, "Now, my son is only thinking about our Chu family's business."

Chu Yun naturally knew that her son didn't want to mention marriage matters for the time being. He also came from this age, nodded, and then stood up and walked out with a flick of his sleeves. Naturally, Chu Zigui quickly followed.

Seeing that the old and the young were not so ignorant of her words, Mrs. Xie couldn't help but feel amused and annoyed, "It's really not right up and down."

Zi Yan stepped forward to ask someone to clean up the dishes, and when she heard Xie's scolding, she said, "Madam should be happy, master still loves our second young master very much."

"Well, that's true, Jun Mo changed his temper this time, and he was able to talk to his father. I'm very happy." Xie nodded, and then sighed.

Zi Yan also smiled, and persuaded, "Ma'am, you should also rest easy. When our young master gets married, the young master will never be able to catch up."

"That's what I said, but why do I always feel that Jun Mo doesn't mean anything to Qingyao?" Zi Yan is Xie's confidant, and she doesn't shy away from speaking.

Zi Yan froze for a moment, thinking of these days, Chu Zigui's attitude towards Guo Qingyao also felt a little vague, as if he really didn't like it.

But Madam is very fond of Miss Biao, Zi Yan said in a low voice at the risk of being disrespectful, "Madam, there are some things that need to be cooked and cooked."

"Bold!" Upon hearing this, Mrs. Xie immediately reached out and slapped the table, "Does our Chu family need to use such a pickling method?"

"I know I'm wrong." Zi Yan knelt down with a plop, her voice trembling, apparently frightened by Xie's anger.

Xie Shi's reaction was natural, but in her heart, she listened to Zi Yan's words.

This Jun Mo has no interest in Qing Yao, but the raw rice has been cooked, so he has to marry him.

Qingyao lost her innocence, so she could only marry her own son, even if that younger sister disagreed, it might not work.

This is a nasty way, but it is still a good way as a last resort.

Mrs. Xie sighed, and then said, "Get up, don't say this again."

"My servant knows, this servant also wants to share the worries for Madam. After all, Aunt Geng is relying on the eldest young master to dominate the house all day long." Zi Yan stood up, with a bit of grievance in her tone, and then said softly.

Naturally, Mrs. Xie knew that this Aunt Geng didn't stop for a moment. Before, she didn't have to worry about it. Now it's a good thing, she still pushes her nose and face.

"You bitch, Geng, what are you doing these days?" After Xie was behind, she always called Aunt Geng a bitch.

At the beginning, she was her foot-washing maid, and the next day she became the aunt of the family. It has been more than 20 years, and Xie still has no way to let go of her heart.

"What else can Aunt Geng do? It's nothing more than being good-looking in front of the master. The hearts of the people in this house are still controlled by the madam." Seeing Mrs. Xie's angry look, Zi Yan hastily persuaded her.

After hearing this, Mrs. Xie felt a little relieved, and then said with a sneer, "Go and call her for me."

"Ma'am? At this moment, the master is still in the family." Zi Yan thought that Mrs. Xie was going to punish Mrs. Geng again, so she carefully reminded her.

Xie smiled disdainfully, "No, I didn't want to do anything to her either."

"Yes, this servant will let people go." Zi Yan nodded and said in a low voice.

After Xi'er had breakfast, she stayed in the small kitchen peacefully, as expected, she really had nothing to do.

In the big kitchen before, I stewed bird's nest in the morning, stewed chicken soup in the afternoon, and made some sweet soup in the evening. I couldn't be free all day long.

It's good at the moment, but people are in a panic when they are free, and they always feel uneasy.

Zhu'er was so happy that she took her own embroidery frame directly from the house to the kitchen, and said to Xi'er, "Sister Xi'er, come and embroider too."

"It's not very good." Seeing Zhu'er's serious look, Xi'er couldn't say anything more, it's better to grow vegetables.

The kitchen is very warm every day, but I am not afraid that my vegetables will be damaged by freezing.

Just do what you say, Xi'er still has a lot of vegetable seeds, and now the whole room is looking for flower pots.

In desperation, I could only wander around in the yard, and finally found two unused flower pots at the foot of the outer wall, all of which were covered with mud blocks and frozen hard.

Xi'er moved the two flower pots from the yard into the kitchen with difficulty, and then greeted Zhu'er, "Zhu'er, please go and get me a basin of hot water."

(End of this chapter)