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Although Zhuo Lian's cooking skills are good, he can't make Huan Shen let go of his vigilance and guard. He is like a beast hunting, his back is tight, he stands upright in front of the table, his handsome face is not half-soft.

Zhuo Lian couldn't face it with a normal mind, and he could only lower his head without saying a word, busy with the things he was doing, avoiding the sharp and compelling gaze of that person.

When people are hungry, even the dry food without any condiments will have unspeakable sweetness. What's more, the pork porridge is delicious. With the addition of wolfberry leaves, the fragrance of vegetables and vegetables will be incorporated into the porridge. , The taste is richer and more layered. At this moment, Huan Yun ate without raising her head, looking from the top to the bottom, she could clearly capture the blush from the base of her ears.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, the little girl raised her head and looked at Zhuo Lian with wet eyes, repeatedly admiring, "Sister-in-law, your cooking skills are so good. I have never had such a delicious porridge before."

Zhuo Lian touched her furry head, but didn't take this seriously.

She had just arrived in a strange place, confused and feeling no hunger at all, so she sat on the long bench and rested in a daze.

In the Republic of China, the Zhuojia Restaurant was next to a church. A lady Li who had returned from abroad often went to the church to pray. Sometimes when she met Zhuo Lian, the two would talk a few words.

Ms. Li has drunk foreign ink. She is also a knowledgeable and educated woman. Zhuo Lian is very envious of her. He always asks her about Western stuff. I heard that they used foreign fire, foreign nails, and even foreign horses. The boat crossed the sea and was transported to Peiping by carts and horses.

The outside world is extremely vast, but Zhuo Lian is confined in the wine shop. He is accompanied by fine wines and wines every day. Although it is not lonely, he is curious in his heart.

When she got acquainted with Miss Li, the young and loyal girl showed her a notebook that she had written, saying that it was written while studying in Great Britain. They didn't know each other at that time, and there was a supporting actor with the same name and surname as Zhuo Lian in the story.

Earlier, Miss Li had voluntarily mentioned that the name of the Huan Zhuo family in the script should be changed to avoid awkwardness, but Zhuo Lian didn't care about these details and didn't want to cause her trouble, so she simply refused.

Now think about it, if she had changed the name of the supporting role, she would have died in the dry well in winter, and it would be impossible to see her sister who died young.

Now Huan Shen sits in front of the woman, looking at her stunned, guilt-free virtue, for a while, his eyes are colder, like the frost of 1949.

Zhuo Lian didn't notice the youth's gaze at all. After another two quarters of an hour, there was a sound of footsteps outside the kitchen. She raised her head and saw the thin and dry woman walking forward. She was wearing indigo-colored clothes, dry and black. The hair is made of wooden hairpin. Although his face is old, he can see the delicate outline. Who else can there be if it's not Huanmu?

"mother."

Zhuo Lian called out, stepped forward and took Huanmu's arm, led people to the table, and said softly, "I have cooked a pot of pig porridge. You have been busy in the wine shop all day, but the hardest thing is. Eat something quickly to warm your stomach. Pork waist can nourish the kidney and nourish the waist. Pork liver can replenish qi and nourish deficiency. They are all rare good things..."

Speaking of it, Huanmu is the person who has worked hardest and shoulders the most responsibilities in the entire Huan family.

When her husband died, Huanmu was still very young. Even if she gave birth to two sons and a daughter, she could still remarry and live a stable and comfortable life as long as she planned well; but she did not choose to do this, instead she tried her best and it was extremely difficult. He raised his children to an adult and tried his best to support the crumbling wine shop.

Zhuo Lian admires and respects Huanmu, and his attitude is called affectionate, which is completely different from the previous appearance of coldly treating Huan Shen. First she pushed the steaming porridge water to the middle-aged woman, her bright apricot eyes curled up, and she took the porcelain spoon from the wooden cabinet again, very diligent.

Seeing Zhuo Lian busy, Huanmu couldn't help but feel a little flattered. She took the porridge bowl with a smile, tasted it, and then she couldn't help but praise her.

She didn't expect her daughter-in-law to change her temper after only half a day when she was out. Not only did she smile sweetly and her tone was soft, she also took the initiative to cook. She was both filial and sensible, and she looked no worse than Qiong Niang from the Lin family next door!

Hearing Huanmu's gentle words, Zhuo Lian's lips raised slightly, and there were shallow dimples on his cheeks.

The mother and daughter of the Huan family are kind-hearted. If anyone treats them well, they will definitely treat each other with sincerity. Zhuo Lian doesn't have to worry about contact with such a pure temperament.

But when she raised her eyes, she could catch a glimpse of the cold-looking man on the opposite side, and she couldn't help gritting her teeth secretly.

I don’t know whether God pity her or torture her. It’s a good thing that ordinary people can’t ask for to live a life again, but Huan’s family has a strange kind of Huan Shen, which has nothing to do with honesty. The military exploits still couldn't erase his must-have temperament, otherwise he would not kill the original body with such a harsh means.

Seeing the second son sitting in the same place, still motionless, Huan’s mother had a trace of doubt in her eyes, and asked, “Why didn’t Shen'er eat it? This pig congee is better than Uncle Fu, and the rice is about to melt. The taste is particularly tender..."

Uncle Fu is a cook of the Huan family, with superb craftsmanship. I heard that his ancestors used to have an imperial cook, and he is quite famous in the local area. However, because there is only Huanmu in the distillery, she needs to make koji, feed, ferment, fetch wine, and heat. I haven't cooked for several years.

Huan Shen didn't want to worry his mother, and shook his head calmly, "The steamed buns that were steamed earlier will be spoiled if you don't eat them. If you drink porridge, I will just eat that."

Huan Yun took a bite of the powdered pig liver. She didn't understand why the second brother had an awkward relationship with his sister-in-law. They were clearly in the same family. Why did they give birth to an overnight hatred? Soon, the second brother will be transferred to the capital, just like the eldest brother. If the misunderstanding is not resolved, will it last for a year or two?

The little girl had a simple temperament and couldn't hide things in her heart. Zhuo Lian glanced at her and could guess her thoughts, but she didn't say much.

After eating, she and Huanmu cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, remembering the unsealed turbid wine, and she twisted her eyebrows.

The former Huan family was also one of the best distillery in Bianzhou anyway. The quality of the sake produced was excellent and its reputation spread far. Many people would travel to Bianzhou just a few miles away just for a sip of wine.

But today is different. Huan’s father’s death has taken away the secret recipe of Huan’s sake brewing. Huan’s mother has no talent, and it is impossible for others to tell her the skills of the family. In this way, the brewery can only make the worst. The turbid wine, also known as "turbid mash", is white in color, and there are still fine grains of rice floating on the surface. The poets often refer to these impurities.

If it hadn't been for Huanmu to drop the price again and again, it was very low, I am afraid that no one would patronize it at all.

"Mother, I have nothing to do when I stay at home during the day, so I might as well go to the wine shop to help. I can make wine and I can help you share the burden."

Huanmu didn't doubt Zhuo Lian's words. After all, Zhuo's family is a big brewer, and now it is very beautiful in Bianzhou City. She has a family and learning. It is not uncommon for her to know something.

But she still shook her head and refused, "The work in the wine shop is hard and tiring, what are you going to do as a little girl? Just take care of Yun Niang at home."

Although Zhuo Lian is afraid of hardship and tiredness, she prefers to make wine and hopes to change the distressed situation of the Huan family. After all, Huan Yun is also her younger sister, who is both prosperous and ruined. Only when the entire Huan family is well, can she be better.

Put the bowls and chopsticks in a wooden basin, soak them in alkaline water, Zhuo Lian continued to persuade, "Except for cooking, there is nothing to do at home, but the wine shop is very busy. Mother won't let me go. Do you dislike me for being clumsy? "

How can Huanmu dislike it?

Seeing the woman's resolute attitude, she hesitated and sighed, "Go if you want. Anyway, you also know the location of the wine shop. You will go there by yourself tomorrow morning."

Huanmu got up before dawn, and she couldn't wake people up early, so she urged her daughter-in-law to rest after she gathered the kitchen stuff.

Back in the room, Zhuo Lian didn't feel sleepy after washing herself. She opened the window sash, and the bright moonlight sprinkled on the ground, like white training and light smoke, making her heart filled with emotions.

Zhuo Lian's father and mother died in the war, and they were adopted by the Zhuo family with their younger sister. Later, she married the Zhuo family young master Chongxi, studied wine, and took care of the wine shop. When she fell to death in a dry well, there was no more in that world. Any concerns.

Before the death of the Huan Zhuo family in the storybook, she once said: If there is another life, she will no longer be deceived by rhetoric, she will definitely treat her blood relatives and will no longer harm others and herself...

Now that she has become her, she should also shoulder the responsibility of the original body.

I thought that I would be awake all night, but I didn't expect to lie on a wooden bed that was so hard that Zhuo Lian fell asleep soon. The next day she was awakened by the cry of a chicken. She opened the door and walked to the kitchen. She found that there was a steamer on the stove. The dry food had been heated up, but Huanmu was not at home, and obviously went to the wine shop long ago.

Zhuo Lian poured a bowl of hot water and ate small mouthfuls of the dry food. Her cooking skills were not very good, but Huanmu was worse than her. When steaming the dry food, more alkali was added, and the taste was bitter and dry.

After filling his stomach, Zhuo Lian walked in the direction of the Huanjia Restaurant according to the memory in his mind. Unexpectedly, when he passed the alley, a familiar figure came oncoming him. This person can be called handsome with five senses. However, the raw oily noodles, dressed in brocade clothes, barely had the four characters "Dandid" written on his forehead.

As soon as he saw Yu Man, Zhuo Lian's heart surged with evil fire.

Speaking of it, the reason why he had fallen into such a difficult situation, this person had also done a lot. If he hadn't threatened him to change the medicine package, Huan Shen would not find arsenic, let alone treat her as an arsenic. The enemy is always on guard.