Pastoral pamper: Cultivating the field, cultivating immortals, giving birth to cubs

Chapter 232 An Extraordinary Night

The 23rd of the twelfth lunar month is the New Year's Eve, and every household will hold a ceremony of "sacrificing the Kitchen God" to send the Kitchen God to heaven.

The Mu family is no exception.

The strange thing is that in the previous life their family had the custom that the New Year's Eve was on the 24th of the twelfth lunar month, but in this life it was a day earlier, perhaps because of the difference between the north and the south.

Early in the morning, a total of 14 members of the Mu family, including Danhuang and Wuyin, got up early and went back to the old house of the Mu family.

Someone fried oily fruit, someone steamed glutinous rice dumplings, and someone made new rice cakes.

From morning to night in Mujia Village, there was smoke from the kitchen.

Even the skinniest kid on weekdays is staying at home today, unwilling to go anywhere.

This year, every household has spare money to cut two catties of pork for their children and buy some snacks.

Mu Nuan'an was full of smiles, and was imitating Mu Fu's way of making rice cakes.

Mu Mu soaked the glutinous rice last night, so now it’s good to steam it.

Father Mu got a stone mortar from nowhere, poured the steamed glutinous rice into it, and beat it repeatedly with a big wooden hammer until the rice was blended together and the Q balls were chewy, then the mortar could be released.Then cut the cake, and the rice cake is ready.

It's just that making rice cakes is not only a laborious job, but also requires skillful hands.

Mu Nuan'an looked at the wooden hammer in his hand wanting to cry, but for some reason, it stuck to the rice cake when he hit it, and he couldn't pull it apart.

The children were eager to try it, so Father Mu specially found a few small stone mortars for them to pound rice cakes aside.

Father Mu looked at his daughter's pitiful appearance, and his heart softened. Just as he was about to put down the big wooden hammer in his hand, and went to teach her how to make rice cakes, he saw a white shadow drifting past.

Mu Nuan'an propped her chin with both hands, watching the two beautiful men in front of her roll up their sleeves and make rice cakes.

I didn't expect the two to be on par, each with its own merits!
The Seventh Young Master, who looked cold and unconcerned, waved his arms and hit the rice cake with an elegant and picturesque movement.

Look at the cold-faced iceberg man again, as the movements progressed, the muscular and muscular lines under the sleeves were exposed.

I have to say that good-looking people are so good-looking no matter what they do.

Under Mu Nuan'an's nympho gaze, the two worked harder.In a short while, the rice cake was beaten by them to be extremely elastic, soft and hard.

Mu Nuan'an ran over excitedly, just when the two of them felt that she would definitely praise him, Mu Nuan'an passed them, came to the little guys behind them, and continued to stare at their progress.From time to time, he is still pointing at the side...

The two stepped forward excitedly, and came down with ashamed faces...

In the evening, after dinner.Mu Nuan'an followed Mu's father and Mu's mother to light the stove lamp and worship the Kitchen God.

Pray for abundant food, good health and good health in the coming year.

After everything was settled, except Mu's father and Mu's mother who stayed in the old house, everyone went back to the mountain with Mu Nuan'an.

Tonight is destined to be not an ordinary night.

After a day of hard work, the Mu family fell asleep after covering their pillows.

Mu Nuan'an was too excited to think about things, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

At three o'clock in Haishi, Mu Nuan'an heard the sound of weapons clashing in a half-dream and half-awake state, and immediately lost all drowsiness.

She was not the only one who heard the movement, Mu Nuanan put on her clothes, and when she opened the door, she saw two little heads sneaking out of the door.

"Go back to sleep! Don't come out!" Mu Nuan'an lowered his voice and scolded the two of them.

Zixin and Wuyin retracted their necks awkwardly and closed the door.

　My words are gone, there are hundreds of words! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)