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Chapter 46 Repairing the House ([-])

"Is there anything you can't learn?" Zhang Zhen'an's face was a little weird, and he was about to point out some things he didn't know to laugh at her, but An Xiu'er quickly changed her words and said: "I just said something wrong, there is still something There are many things that I cannot learn, for example, if I say that I am weak, if you ask me to move stones and build roads, then I will definitely not be able to, but I can learn all these ingenious kung fu."

"Who will let you move your hands to build roads? It's all nonsense." Zhang Zhen'an stopped laughing at her, but also stood up to wash his hands, and pinched this face together with her.

"You also know how to knead dough?" An Xiu'er looked at him in surprise, even stopped the movements of her hands, and concentrated on watching him knead the kneader.

Zhang Zhen'an was very focused when doing things, even though this time it was only a doughnut, he still made it very seriously, and even found a small piece of bamboo to carve the hair on the back of its head one by one.

An Xiu'er stared intently, and slowly the mask in his hand began to take shape. What he made was a girl, wearing a skirt with fluttering belts, and a pair of concentric buns. With long hair draped behind her head, An Xiu'er never knew that Zhang Zhen'an had this kind of skill, it was much more difficult than pinching small animals such as pigs, dogs, rabbits, etc. by herself.

Zhang Zhen'an made the face figure, and imitated An Xiu'er's appearance, and painted the clothes of this face, the bright red clothes, purple hair, and light green belt fluttering, very beautiful, An Xiu'er is looking at Zhang Zhen'an at this moment She admired him so much, staring at him, she couldn't help stretching out her hand to him, "Let me see?"

"Wait a minute." Zhang Zhenan gently blew on this face, and only half-dried the paint that had just been applied before handing this face to An Xiu'er.

An Xiu'er stretched out her hand to take it, and the more she looked at it, the happier she became, and she repeatedly praised: "I never thought that a rough person like you, Mr. Xiang, would have such delicate craftsmanship. I really underestimated you."

As she spoke, she turned the face around again, feeling a little surprised for a moment, and said: "Such a perfect face, why don't you pinch her facial features?"

Zhang Zhen'an smiled, and said lightly: "I don't know what kind of facial features to pinch. I don't know many women, and the only one I know is you. I don't want to pinch you into a doughnut. If others eat it, that’s not acceptable.”

An Xiu'er laughed. Originally, she wanted to give it a random facial feature, but after hearing Zhang Zhenan's words, she gave up on this idea, and said: "You're right, then don't have facial features. Otherwise, I would really hate to eat such a beautiful woman."

Put it on the bamboo sticks, and the two continued to knead a doughnut from the dough. An Xiu'er also wanted to knead a good-looking doughnut, but her skills were not as good as Zhang Zhenan's. A few naive dolls came, but Zhang Zhenan had a row of small animals in front of him.

"Sanggong, what do you think you are still fishing for? It would be nice to go directly to sell noodles." She has never let go of this idea, but now seeing Zhang Zhenan's dexterity, the idea in her heart is even stronger.

A faint wry smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Zhen'an's mouth when he heard the words, but he said: "Look at me, I'm still going to sell noodles. I guess I'll scare away all the customers when I stop there."

"No, I think you are very nice, Mr. Xianggong. They don't understand you." An Xiu'er comforted: "Besides, this may have been a problem in the past, but isn't there me now? I decided, this It will take some time to learn the skill of making noodle makers, and when we are proficient, we will go to the market to sell noodle makers."

Seeing Zhang Zhenan's wry smile, she sat beside him, shook his arm, and said, "What do you think? Okay?"

Zhang Zhenan squeezed the last doughnut in his hand, and said in a leisurely manner: "Let's see this at a later time, let's steam these doughnuts first, maybe they don't look good when steamed, and then you won't have such Got an idea."

"Why doesn't it look good?" An Xiu'er had great confidence in her skills, and said, "Just wait and see."

As she spoke, she put the bamboo sticks into the pot, and started to boil water to steam the face.

The fire was burning vigorously, about as long as a cup of tea, and mist rose from the pot. After a while, An Xiu'er lifted the lid of the pot, and dough figures of different shapes appeared on both sides. people's eyes.

"Look, it's pretty good." An Xiu'er put the lid of the pot aside, there was still some mist boiling in the pot at the moment, under the candlelight, the person steaming on this side really looked pretty good.

Zhang Zhenan stretched out his hand to bring out the bamboo stick and put it on the table. The two watched from a quiet distance. These simple animals are the best preserved, and the dough figurine that Zhang Zhenan made first was bloated due to his stature. , directly changed from a fairy to a mortal, and the clothes painted on her body were a little cracked, and the paint was piece by piece, which looked a little funny.

"It smells so good." An Xiu'er shrugged her nose, she was only attracted by the scent of the doughnuts. As for the appearance of these doughnuts was different from before, she didn't care. She just picked one up and handed it to Zhang Zhenan's mouth. side, "Do you have a taste?"

Zhang Zhenan had no choice but to take a bite, chewed it twice, and seeing her expectantly waiting for his comment, he replied seriously, "It's delicious."

"You should eat more if it's delicious. It's getting cold today. Let's go to bed after eating to warm up our body." An Xiu'er stuffed the dough figurine into his hand, and picked up one and ate it herself. To say that this is a noodle man is better to say that it is a nicer steamed bun. It is soft in the mouth, chewy and sweet, and it is indeed delicious.

An Xiu'er ate one and didn't want to eat any more. Seeing that Zhang Zhen'an didn't care, she put the steamed buns back into the pot and warmed them with the hot water in the pot.

After eating and drinking enough and washing their hands, the two of them were ready to rest. The fire had just been lit for a while, and the kitchen wasn't cold at the moment. Besides, Zhang Zhenan was always warm. Although he didn't have a quilt, the two of them embraced each other. As for Mian, she didn't feel cold anymore.

The night passed peacefully, and An Xiu'er woke up early the next morning. Just after washing, there was a knock on the gate of the courtyard. An Xiu'er went to open the gate, and saw Liang's group with faces Then he smiled, "Father, mother, second brother, why are you here so early?"

"Isn't this taking advantage of the fact that it's raining less now? Let's fix this house for you guys earlier so that you can have a place to sleep." Liang Shi said as she followed An Xiu'er to the yard.

"Parent and mother, please worry about it." An Xiu'er felt a little sorry, it was really her fault for letting the two old people and the elder brother rush over here early in the morning.

"You're talking polite again, aren't you?" Mrs. Liang cast a reproachful look at An Xiu'er, and said, "Okay, don't say anything else, let my uncle recite yesterday's meadow, so we can work. "

While Liang was talking, An Tiemu was looking for a place to put the ladder on the side. An Xiu'er saw it and said, "Second brother, don't be in such a hurry, just put the ladder against the wall. Come here to rest and have breakfast Say more."

"We've already eaten what kind of breakfast to eat." Upon hearing this, Liang said, "If you haven't eaten it yet, then you should eat it first, and we'll make it for you first. Anyway, you don't understand these things."

As she said that, she entered the house first, planning to go to the kitchen to cuddle the meadow weaved yesterday.

"Mother, I told you to eat breakfast first." When Liang Shi entered the kitchen, An Xiuer stopped her and refused to let her go. She motioned Zhang Zhenan to take out the man and said, "Here, I told you last night. It’s ready to be steamed, you have to try this.”

The An family has never had the habit of eating breakfast. An Xiu'er would not believe it when Liang said she had already had breakfast. Fortunately, she made this face yesterday, otherwise, today would be really busy Come.

"Then I'll try it?" Mrs. Liang looked at the doughnuts on the bamboo sticks. They were all naive, which was rare, and besides, her daughter had indeed prepared breakfast, so no matter how reserved she was, she would feel sorry for her daughter. After some thought, he had no choice but to sit down peacefully and look at each face with his eyes.

Seeing this, An Xiu'er went out and called Father An and An Tiemu who were about to work.

When the two came in, Mrs. Liang was holding the dough and was reluctant to speak. She looked at An Xiu'er reproachfully, and said, "Xiu'er, why do you make this steamed bun so beautifully? My mother is really good when she sees it." I can't bear to eat it."

"It's okay, you can just eat." An Xiu'er pulled out the stool, and asked Father An and his second brother An Tiemu to sit down. After a while, the tea that was warming on the stove was also hot, and Zhang Zhen'an came over to serve tea to the three of them. .

Father An drank a cup of hot tea, and felt a lot warmer in his stomach. Looking at the steamed buns of various shapes on the bamboo stick, he also felt strange. He carefully picked up a piglet and bit off one of its heads. , chewing carefully.

An Xiu'er watched everyone eating happily, and she was also happy in her heart. After giving Zhang Zhenan one, she also picked up one and ate it herself.

After breakfast, everyone was busy repairing the house. It was An Xiu'er's luck today that it didn't rain at the moment. However, the sky is gloomy and the sky is cloudy. There should be more rain later. Everyone Without further delay, he hugged the meadow to the corridor and started to get busy.

An Tiemu and Father An climbed to the roof, and Zhang Zhenan also climbed up to learn. To be honest, looking at Father An's trembling body, An Xiu'er was really worried, and reminded several times below: " Dad, be careful, you just need to watch from the sidelines, if you have anything to do, just let your husband do it."

"Don't worry, your father and I are not so weak." Father An coughed twice, and An Xiuer was worried again. Seeing his difficult country stretching out his hand, An Xiuer hurriedly raised the meadow in his hand. lift.

(End of this chapter)