Pastoral elegance: the shocking little peasant girl

Chapter 178 Green Onion Omelette
There is only one purpose: to prepare materials for building houses and private schools for the nobles from the capital.

Under the busyness of this matter, the affairs of Xiaohe's family were put aside by people, but of course, those who pay attention to their family will not ignore a new house at the end of the village.

Seven days passed by in a hurry, and Tian took his mother to live in the new house that was not dry yet, and the private school in the village officially started construction, and the tent that got in the way was moved to the side of Wang Xiaojun's house.

Busy days can't spare any extra head, time flies, three days passed in the blink of an eye, Tian Xiaohe also ushered in the five or seven graves of his father, so he felt that he should take a vacation for three days to enjoy himself .

So, on the second day of the rest, she slept until it was three o'clock in the morning. When she woke up, there was no one else in the house. Apparently, the whole family went to the back to cut the grass and weave the curtains as usual, and continued to weave the roof.

Tian Xiaohe fetched water to wash herself clean, and began to prepare lunch. In order to satisfy her appetite recently, she scooped half a ladle of fine noodles, cracked an egg in, added half a bowl of warm water, a handful of chopped green onions, a little fine salt, stir into a thin paste and set aside.

Then set up the pan, spread a layer of freshly boiled lard, pour a spoonful of batter into it, spread it as evenly as possible, cut it on low heat until it is golden and soft, and soon there will be a mixture of chopped green onion, egg and noodles. The smell comes out.

Tian Xiaohe was so greedy that he took a deep breath. Although the taste of lard was not as good as that of peanut oil, he was tired of eating vegetable pies and porridge every day. Now, looking at the new eggs bought at Daji yesterday, he couldn't help but Just want to catch up.

When the second spoonful of batter was put into the pan, she didn't care to cool it down, and wanted to wipe out the first cake, but before she stretched out her hand, someone shouted from outside the wall: "Xiaohe, have you woken up yet?" ?”

No need to ask, she knew it was Yu Wenshan who was urging to listen to the satin, so she quickly called out: "Grandpa Yuwen, still sleeping."

"The scent is wafting out, and I'm still sleeping, haha..." Yu Wenshan stood outside the wall with a warm smile on his face.

"I'll open the door for you, come in and eat together." Tian Xiaohe rubbed his nose in embarrassment, he obviously didn't see the old man outside just now, why did he pop up suddenly.

"The door of your courtyard is locked." Yu Wenshan said, climbed up the wall, turned over and entered, without the kind of Confucianism that a literati should have at all, and he changed into a coarse cloth and green clothes, on the contrary, he looked more like a A farmer.

Tian Xiaohe pursed her lips to hold back her smile, and jokingly said, "Grandpa Yuwen, don't you often climb over other people's walls?"

"It's all made by the food you make, and the fragrant ones are as memorable as the satin you mentioned." Yu Wenshan smiled gently, without any anger, stepped forward, and took her The omelet that hadn't had time to eat took a bite, "What's the name of this cake?"

"Scallion omelette." Tian Xiaohe turned over the one in the pot, and scooped up new batter, secretly thinking that this old and shameless person is really a foodie. If you don't teach my younger brother to read well, this girl will make you spit out everything you eat.

"It's delicious." Yu Wenshan nodded in praise, glanced at the situation in the yard, and then asked, "Will you go up the mountain in a while?"

"Are you going?" Tian Xiaohe took a new omelet and ate it, wondering why he asked.

(End of this chapter)