I farmed and built a villa in ancient times

Chapter 11 The sensible child

There is a field path next to it. The road is paved with gravel and there are weeds and wild flowers on both sides. Walk along this path to the end, and a crystal clear stream slowly flows down.

Zhou Chenyu picked wild vegetables and put them on the flat boulder where he washed vegetables and clothes.

After washing up, I walked along the jungle on the river bank and looked at the scenery on both sides of the stream. I looked into the dense green and saw a few familiar water bracken trees in front of me.

It is hidden in the weeds and thorns. The old ones have opened leaves and cannot be eaten. The young ones have straight green stems as big as a straw that break out of the ground. They are about a few inches long. The top is round with curled teeth. Gently twist it. Then it breaks.

Zhou Chenyu thought it would take some time to find water bracken, but he didn't expect that they can be found everywhere.

She eagerly ran over to pick it, and walked along the river for less than a few dozen meters. She harvested so much that she could no longer grasp it with both hands.

Zhou Chenyu returned home with wild vegetables and water bracken. The sticky sweat on her body smelled unpleasant. Baoyu had already boiled hot water, so she quickly took a bath.

Baoyu washed the vegetables, and Li Xiuju quickly heated up the pot, scooped a small spoonful of lard mixed with oil residue into the pot, poured in the yellow and white bamboo shoots, stir-fried until they were seven ripe, and finally added the chopped green onion and stir-fried. Remove from the pan.

Zhou Chenyu came out after taking a bath and smelled the fragrance. He watched Li Xiuju lift the lid of the pot and saw a stream of steam rushing towards him.

Li Xiuju picked up the spatula and stir-fried until the golden fat meat residue and green water bracken absorbed the oil, and a layer of thick and clear oil appeared.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone into the courtyard, and the ground was covered with a layer of golden glow.

Li Xiuju saw the scenery outside through the window. She had been worrying about her livelihood in the past few years and had not paid attention to the beautiful scenery of nature for several days.

She cooked the food, with a happy face on her face: "The weather is nice today and the scenery outside is beautiful. How about we eat outside later? What do you think?"

"I'll go right away." Baoyu smelled the delicious food and immediately ran back to the house and moved out the table and low stools.

Li Xiuju took the dishes out, and Zhou Chenyu picked up the bowls and chopsticks and followed behind.

Fried bamboo shoots and fried bracken with eggs are her favorites.

After working all day, when I got home, someone prepared delicious food for me.

This is too happy.

As the sun sets in the West Mountain, the white clouds hanging next to the sun are dyed red by the afterglow, and the walls and stones around the dining table also turn orange-red.

The three of them, mother and son, were sitting at the dining table.

A bowl of sweet potato porridge to enjoy the coolness, a plate of fried bracken with eggs, and a stack of fried bamboo shoots. Zhou Chenyu looked at the real-life version of the flaming clouds, held the bowl in the palm of his hand, picked up a bite of bracken wrapped in burnt egg foam, and ate it. Go into your mouth.

Fresh bracken is stir-fried in oil, retaining its original and natural taste. It tastes crisp and refreshing, with a bit of astringency that is different from other vegetables, and the taste is not greasy at all.

The bamboo shoots are the last remaining bits, stir-fried with chopped green onion. The surface of the bamboo shoots is light yellow and white and tender, with the green chopped green onion attached. Not to mention how it tastes, just looking at it makes me feel like it’s a meal. Not to mention eating it, the texture is crisp, tender and delicious. Dried bamboo shoots are fragrant and juicy, making them an excellent side dish for porridge. After finishing one bowl of porridge, you’ll want another bowl, and you’ll never get tired of it.

Zhou Chenyu had never felt that his appetite was so good. After drinking two bowls of porridge, his stomach was so bloated that he put down the bowl to control his weight. He continued to use his chopsticks towards his favorite dishes, "This bamboo shoot is so delicious, this fern is so delicious." The food is also delicious.”

Li Xiuju looked at them with great appetites and put down their bowls and chopsticks, "Once the fields are planted, these spring bamboo shoots will be out of season. Although summer bamboo shoots can be eaten, the taste is far less tender and delicious than this spring's. If you like it, you can eat it in a few days. I'll go to the nearby bamboo forest to see if I can get some more."

Baoyu finished the last mouthful of porridge, touched his bulging belly, and smiled with satisfaction, "Mom, I'll do this job."

"Mom knows you are filial. Just pick it up and eat it yourself. I'll go." After that, Li Xiuju was about to collect the bowl and wash it, but Baoyu quickly stopped her.

"Mom, I'll wash it. You go take a shower. It will be dark later and you have difficulty moving. What's the matter if you fall?"

Seeing that the sun was setting, Li Xiuju nodded, went into the house to get clothes, prepared warm water, and went to the bathroom.

Zhou Chenyu looked at Baoyu who was putting away the bowl, feeling at ease by himself, "You really don't need my help?"

Zhou Baoyu shook his head, took the bowl and put it into the basin, "Sister, I can handle this big thing by myself."

She stood next to him, waving her hands, "You are a boy. How can a man go into the kitchen to cook and wash dishes? Aren't you afraid that the news will spread and others will laugh at you?"

"Who...who said that?" Baoyu frowned.

Zhou Chenyu stared at him, "Those who treat their sons as treasures and their daughters as grass."

Zhou Baoyu's mind was spinning and he asked blankly, "Sister, are you talking about my uncle's house?"

Ok?
Uncle's house?
Zhou Chenyu was just making random nonsense to brainwash him. Was he really a blind cat and a dead rat?
She was about to ask about gossip when a woman's voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Hey, have you already finished eating and washed the dishes? What a bad luck I came. I wanted to give you a few steamed buns to eat while they were hot. Now I have to wait until tomorrow."

A middle-aged woman with a medium-short stature and a bloated body shouted outside the door. Zhou Chenyu looked at her with a smile on her face, and a shrewd calculation in her eyes. She was not superstitious, and it made sense.

And this feeling was very similar to her first instinct when she saw the disgusting leader, and various subsequent experiences indeed verified this intuition.

Zhou Chenyu was certain that this woman was definitely not a good person.

However, it was okay that this woman was followed by the handsome young girl carrying a bamboo basket. She always lowered her head and did not dare to look at others. She looked too well-behaved and even a little timid.

Zhou Baoyu put down the bowl and stood up, reluctantly shouting, "Auntie, Sister Wanqiu, why are you here?"

Aunt?

The wife of the uncle who cheated Li Xiuju.

Zhou Chenyu watched the middle-aged woman walk into the yard in a confident manner, and looked around as if she were following her own home. Sure enough, her intuition was right. She was not a family, so she didn't enter the same house.

Chen Cuiping passed the silent Zhou Chenyu unhappily and looked at Baoyu, "Where is your mother? Where is my sister-in-law?"

Just as Zhou Baoyu was about to answer, Li Xiuju came out with a change of clothes and saw Chen Cuiping and Zhou Wanqiu standing there. She forced a smile and said, "I just finished taking a shower and it's almost dark. What are you doing here?" "

"Sister-in-law, am I not here to give you something?" Chen Cuiping waved enthusiastically to the girl behind her, "Late Qiu, give your aunt the buns you brought."

Send buns?
Previously, they teamed up with outsiders to grab money and land, but they turned around and wanted to give away steamed buns.

There is nothing to be courteous, and it is either a traitor or a thief.

Zhou Chenyu scratched her cheek and covered her smile. She wanted to see what kind of spice this piece of old ginger could bring out.

(End of this chapter)