Invincible small peasant girl

Chapter 138 A Man Without a Home

Luo Dong glanced at her, then turned around and walked outside, "I'm going to sharpen the knife, I will definitely need it when I go up the mountain."

Feng Xiaoxiao looked at his back, he was quite active.

She didn't stop her, but went to the kitchen.

It's still hot and dry, so eating porridge is naturally the best choice.

Just eating a few bowls of porridge can fill you up, but after all, there is a lack of oil and water. This is not a good thing for farmers who work in the fields every day.

After Feng Xiaoxiao made such a calculation, she came up with the idea of ​​half of the meat in the cabinet.

The meat is fat and thin. Feng Xiaoxiao cuts the fat meat and lean meat from the middle after washing it. Usually, everyone doesn’t like to eat fat meat, but it’s a waste if it’s lost. It was the lean meat that was eaten up, leaving half a bowl of fatty meat to be served, and finally fried into oil before giving up.

Especially after eating a few meals before turning into oil, it is better to fry the fat into oil all at once.

It may be the skills practiced on the operating table, and Feng Xiaoxiao's knife skills in cutting vegetables are also extraordinary.

When chopping vegetables, I rub a few knives down, all the thick ones are the same thickness, and all the thin ones are the same thin, not too much.

The fatty meat she is cutting now should naturally be sliced ​​thinly, so that the oil will come out quickly after being put into the wok.

Then cut the lean meat into small pieces, and the potatoes that were peeled earlier. Of course, the most important thing for cooking is the seasoning.

She was chopping so flatly, and when she finished cutting, she raised her head only to find that Luo Dong was standing by the kitchen door at some point, looking at her in a daze, as if watching her chop vegetables was something pleasing to the eye. thing.

Meeting her gaze, Luo Dong was stunned and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, he cleared his throat, and said awkwardly: "The knife is sharpened, I'll take it in and put it away."

Feng Xiaoxiao withdrew her gaze and said, "Just put it on the table in the main room. What should I bring to the kitchen?"

"En." Luo Dong replied lightly, and then went out with the knife as if nothing had happened.

"Put it away and start the fire." Feng Xiaoxiao hurriedly ordered.

This girl Luodong often ran out in a blink of an eye, and sometimes she couldn't see anyone even while eating.

After she shouted loudly, although Luo Dong didn't answer, he came in with a bundle of dry firewood after a while.

He lit the fire familiarly, Feng Xiaoxiao picked up the shovel and started cooking.

Luo Dong saw that she was putting things into the pot in an orderly manner, for a while mashed garlic and ginger strips, he couldn't figure out why not to pour them all together, they all had to be cooked anyway.

Although he thought so, there is no doubt that Feng Chenghu used to cook like this, and the taste of frying is naturally not called taste, it can only be called cooked.

And Feng Xiaoxiao stir-fries slowly according to the heat, the taste is really delicious.

He thought, after all, women want to live a finer life, no wonder the old lady of the Feng family insisted on finding a wife for old man Feng.

When it comes to finding a wife, Luo Dong can't help but look at Feng Xiaoxiao, he thinks that looking for a wife really requires someone who can cook... such as Feng Xiaoxiao.

Then he thought, no, Feng Xiaoxiao was his wife in the first place.

However, when he thought this way in his heart, he felt that something was wrong. For example, he was really unwilling to admit that Feng Xiaoxiao was his wife.

Now I actually feel like I really want to marry her.

Well, he did marry her years ago, but was that called marriage?When he was young, he wanted to cheat for food and drink, but he didn't expect that after so many years, he had already forgotten his original intention.

Luo Dong looked at the glowing flames in the stove, and couldn't help being a little dazed for a moment, he almost forgot that he was actually a homeless person.

(End of this chapter)