One-acre three-point land of the miracle doctor and peasant girl

Chapter 476 Egg Noodles

The furniture workshop I set up is still short of manpower. If there are those who are good-natured and hard-working, the more the better. In many cases, it is convenient for me to help others.

"Qing Xing, we can't finish the snacks on the carriage, put them in the food box, and our little snacks, put some of each, and give Erya a gift when we leave tomorrow."

When Erya got off the carriage just now, although she was hungry, she didn't want anything. She offered cornbread, but Erya shook her head and refused. Hongxue believed that it would be good for parents who can educate their daughter so well.

At night, Hongxue drove Shan Yucheng to squeeze with Yun An and the others, leaving her and two maids in the carriage.

It's just that when Shan Yucheng was about to leave, with resentful little eyes, he looked at Qingmei Qingxing carefully, and his heart trembled. It seemed that the prince had already complained about himself, and he should stay away from him in the next few days, so as not to be caught by him. Revenge.

After tossing and tossing all day, Qing Xing leaned against the wall of the car and slept soundly, Qing Mei pouted, and whispered to Hong Xue: "Miss, you'd better sleep, as long as the servants are watching."

"And then, you stay up all night, and go on your way tomorrow to continue sleeping?" Hongxue tapped Qingmei's forehead and smiled lightly: "Everything is simple when you go out, you all go to sleep, this is someone's yard in the village, there will be nothing wrong thing."

On a rainy night, it was a bit chilly, but thanks to Hongxue wearing a silk quilt, she stood up and covered Qingxing.

Outside the carriage, raindrops hit the wall of the carriage, crackling, rhythmic knocking sound, Hongxue fell asleep unknowingly thinking about the Bridge Festival.

The sky brightened, and the night rain suddenly stopped.

Early in the morning, the chimney above the stove was filled with smoke. The little girl Erya got up and fed the chickens with a chicken food bowl. Because there was a carriage in the yard, she did not let the hens out, and she followed the small opening of the cage with her hands Stretching in, he touched the hot eggs, squinted his eyes happily and said, "Mother, our hen has laid eggs again, this time two, look, it's still hot!"

Hongxue got out of the carriage, seeing Er Ya's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and was also infected by her joy. This kind of farm life is much more joyful. Seeing chickens and ducks laying a few more eggs will make them happy for a whole day. She had known this simple joy.

"Before we went out, we also brought eggs." Hongxue said with a smile, while opening the sliding door on the small table, took out a basin of eggs, and specially collected a few wild eggs from the space to add, Handed it to Er Ya and said, "Here, they are all eggs, take them to your mother."

"Pretty madam, what are you doing with the eggs? Do you want to fry them?" Erya looked at the eggs in the basin with big round eyes. It's really the sister of a rich family who took out so many eggs without blinking her eyes.

"We don't eat, it's for your family, just take it as a thank you for staying one night." Hongxue smiled as she stroked her curly hair.

"But, you are only in the yard, not in the house." Erya said solemnly, and did not take the eggs either.

In the end, Hongxue sighed, and gave the egg bowl to Qing Xing. The girl suggested to take the eggs on the road, and there was a small bag of flour in the car. Qing Xing was afraid that she would not have anything to eat in the wilderness, so she wanted to make hand-rolled noodles for her. , just add an egg, and eat a bowl of steaming hot, which is better than dry pancakes and pastries.

"Why do there seem to be too many eggs?" Qing Xing muttered before going to the kitchen to deliver the eggs.

Erya took Hongxue to visit the small farmyard. The house was relatively empty, and there was nothing useful. A grape trellis was planted in the front yard, and there was a small shed to keep out the rain. The ground, there are all kinds of vegetables in the ground, which have blossomed and bear fruit.

"Is there a visitor at home?"

A grey-haired old woman came out of the house, leaning on the cracked earthen wall with her thin hands. Her lips were chapped, she was old, and there were wrinkles around her eyes. Before speaking, she coughed twice.

"Mother, these ladies and gentlemen all passed by us on their way. It rained last night, so the carriage stopped in our courtyard." Er Ya Niang wiped the water from her hands with the hem of her skirt, and heard the movement ran out of the kitchen.

While supporting the old woman, she said nervously: "Mom, why are you coughing again? Did it catch a cold from the rain last night? Why don't you boil some ginger water later."

"It's nothing, it's just like this when you're old, you can't stand tormenting." The old woman was a little hard of hearing, and Er Ya Niang could only hear her if she said it close to her.

After a while, another skinny old man came out of the room, and the two of them were together in the yard, basking in the sun with a small bench.

For breakfast, there were still a few pieces of corn pancakes that I hadn’t eaten yesterday. Qing Xing went into the stove and made a large pot of noodles with fine white flour. Almost all the eggs in the small pot were put in, one for each person, and brought Out of Erya's family.

Hongxue wanted to leave some money for this poor family, but the second girl said it was a little effort, and she didn’t want to say anything, saying that she didn’t do anything, holding the money was hot, and she felt uneasy. People are honest.

"Mother, are these noodles made of thin white flour? It's really strong and delicious!" Er Ya drank the soup, squinting her eyes, with a look of enjoyment on her face.

This kind of thin white noodles can only be eaten during the Chinese New Year. At that time, the family would grit their teeth and buy two catties of fine noodles to make dumplings, but they were not as thin as this noodles. There were eggs and vegetables in the noodle soup. She ate them. I ate a round belly and drank all the soup.

"Well, you greedy girl, let's take advantage of this, so we can't take things from noble people." The second girl knocked her daughter's head with the other side of her chopsticks, and preached.

But her eyes were full of helplessness, her family was still poor, and she depended entirely on her father alone, and she hadn't given birth to a boy, her in-laws were enlightened, and they were good enough to her, so they really couldn't have any more extravagant demands, at least they weren't hungry Belly is not.

After breakfast, Hongxue and his party made preparations before leaving, filled the empty barrels on the carriage with water, Qingxing obeyed Hongxue's arrangement, and put together the fruit cakes and dry goods on the carriage, but finally found that there were not enough oil paper bags No, she found a furoshiki to pack it in, and Hongxue carried it, but it was quite heavy.

After the rain, the air was fresh and the sun was not glaring. It was a rare good weather, suitable for traveling. Shan Yucheng and Hongxue walked around the door, seeing that the people below were ready, and explained the route to the driver.

Just about to get in the car, I suddenly heard a man's voice from outside the door: "Er Ya Niang, I'm back!"

Before the words were finished, a man walked into the door and was startled when he saw a tall carriage parked in the house. He said in a nasty voice, "This is, is the nobleman here?"

(End of this chapter)