Fields of Gold

Since Yuhai was injured, outsiders have appeared to be in good times and bad shape. Over the past few days, the fever has been constantly low, and burning to the point of burning hands has sometimes occurred. Except for the second room, the rest of the family thinks he can't take it anymore! But on the sixth day, Yuhai finally woke up from a coma.

The rest of the family is really happy for him. Is it the old one and the second room? Perhaps you could add a lingering colour butterfly with a weak temperament.

“Grandpa, my father hasn't had grain of rice in five days, let me get him a bowl of noodles!” Even though he has been maintaining his physiological function with spirit stone water for the past few days, eating something naturally helps with wound recovery.

The old man nodded and added: "Well, give your father two more eggs. Just wake up, my ancestors bless you... let Dashan go to town and ask Dr. Sun to see if the sea is out of danger! ”

Zhang's eyes glanced, just trying to say something, and he held back. For that 300 taels of silver, I'll bear it!

“Hey, thanks, Grandpa!” Yu Xiao grass grabbed the promise loudly and smiled. Breakfast of this coarse grain cake and bean spoon, no one eats the fruit! After all that time, she still can't get used to it! Now that Grandpa has spoken, white noodles mixed with two bean noodles to order more noodles, they can also have a teeth festival.

“Mother, I also want to eat a loaf egg...” Everyone's fat son, who can't even see his fat eyes, threw the bread in his hand and yelled.

"Eat, eat, eat! I'm not afraid to die!! ”

Yu Xiaograss slipped the pie into her arms, squeezed her nose three or two bites to drink the unpleasant bean spoon, and pulled Xiaolian up to run to the kitchen.

Little Rock learned from her, quickly sweeping the bowl with pasty bean spoons, and greeting her: “I'll help the cooker! ”

Yu Xiaocao flipped through the kitchen and found little ingredients except a few bran dropped radishes, a small half bag of bean noodles and a large bag of sweet potato coarse powder. She thought about it and asked Xiaolian, "Do you have any dried food at home? ”

Xiaolian thought about it and said, "Can we have sun-dried sweet potato leaves and radish leaves? ”

“Just use sweet potato leaves!” Yu Xiaograss shrugged her shoulders and seemed to have little hope for the ingredients, "Xiaolian, let's make noodles with white noodles! ”

“Second Sister is the best cook! However, white noodles are usually hard to eat at home, if you use more, Grandma should curse again! ”

Little Rock has extreme confidence in Second Sister's craftsmanship. He also accepted Little Grass's reference to "missed places” and said he would help keep it a secret. After swimming in the suburbs, Second Sister actually gained the favor of the god of wealth and taught her the ability to cook and make money. It's supposed to be a blessing, isn't it?

There was no ambiguity about making bean noodles and leftovers, and their three brothers had had a difficult time long after their parents' car crash. She has already practiced using simple ingredients to make delicious food.

Yu Xiaograss grinned and pinched the stone Xiaozhengtai's nose. "Don't worry! It doesn't take much white, and we can get a little light on it! ”

While she was talking, she soaked the dried sweet potato leaves in the water and prepared to soak them in a noodle pan. Then skilfully remove the little half-lady bean noodles, then remove the large bowl of white noodles from the basket hanging from the beam. There wasn't much wheat flour in the basket, and this bowl was almost half way down.

Xiaolian opened her eyes slightly panicked: “How can a bowl of noodles use so much flour?” If Madam saw it, it would be time to curse her again...

“Let her curse! Anyway, no matter how good we do, she'll try to pick us out. Let her scold us if she likes. Let's just pretend she doesn't hear us!” Little grass poured some spirit stone water in a pottery pot and put bean flour and flour together.

Yu Xiaolian looked at her sister skillfully and noodles. She was more skilled than the mother who was a good cook. After a while, Xiaolian had turned the dough into a large skin, sprinkled some bean noodles on top to prevent sticking together, and her head didn't lift the tunnel: “None of the noodles can be too thin, they are too thin and easy to paste! ”

She slices the pasta into even noodles, the bean noodles can't be cut too wide, suitable for thick eating, and if the noodles are best cooked glutinously, you don't have to care about the long ones.

“Second Sister, you look delicious!” The little stone looked excitedly at almost every noodle as thick as a bean noodle in a pale yellow color and couldn't resist swallowing it.

Yu Xiaograss pinched the little guy's face, left white flour on it, smiled, and began to cut the onions and dried vegetables with a low head.

She glanced at the basket filled with flour and found that there was a fat piece of meat inside. She took it off herself and rubbed it in a hot iron pan with this meat, which suddenly filled the pan with oil.

Little grass put the seemingly unchanged meat back in the basket, let Xiaolian hang it up again, quickly fry the onions and dried vegetables by herself, and add some salt.

Pork oil flavored onion flowers with a tempting aroma. The pebble took a deep breath of fragrance and shouted: “It smells so good, the saliva is flowing out! ”

Ever since we ate a few dumplings during the New Year, the rest of the family's diet has been pure coarse grain, and whether it's full or not, let alone oil stars. For the small stones that used to sneak around to improve their lives from time to time, it's already a happy thing to eat noodles with bean noodles and whites.

After breakfast, the Zhang family sun in the yard smelled like pork oil and rushed in with an owl. She quickly removed the basket, carefully checked the large piece of meat and looked into the pan. Nothing was found, so she yelled, “Boiled a bowl of noodles. Do you need so much noodles? You losers, you're eating up the bottom of the house! ”

Little grass pointed to the bean noodles on the record board and said: “For the first time I made noodles, I didn't pinch them properly. However, half the bean noodles are added to the noodles, and the white noodles are of little use! ”

Zhang Shi picked up the small cloth bag loaded with flour and found that there was some white flour in it, and the noodles were yellow and yellow, with a bean smell, so he nagged and put the basket away.

The water in the pan opened, Yu Xiaograss shook the noodles down into the pan, beat two more eggs in it, covered the pan and boiled it for a while, until the bean noodles were sticky in a pan, to raise the pan.

Yu Xiaolian and Xiaoshi glanced at each other. Xiaoshi couldn't help but stare at the sticky noodles. He whispered: “Is it a little too long to cook? ”

Little grass filled the little guy with a bowl and smiled: “Taste it. How's your sister doing? ”

The little stone blew, took a bite in his mouth, chewed it in his mouth, black eyes lit up, couldn't help but quickly took a bite, eating and mouthless even praised: “Delicious, delicious! It's better than the white noodles I've had before! ”

The grass picked up another well-moistened radish, finely sliced the silk and stirred it for a while. Bean noodles do not need to be served with a generous dish, just right with cold radish or spicy cabbage.

Little grass added a spoonful of bean noodles to the rock, and herself and Lotus had a bowl to snort in the kitchen. Bean noodles with small dishes, the ingredients are simple and the ingredients are incomplete, but the craftsmanship of the grass, combined with the taste of the spirit stone water, makes the three little guys almost swallow their tongues.

When Li Shi smelled the fragrance and brought his son here, the three brothers had eaten the bean noodles almost as much. There was only one large bowl of steely noodles left for Yuhai, and the bowls had been brushed.

“Two dead Niko, must have hidden in the kitchen to eat the noodles. Anything else, bring out a bowl for you niggers!” Li Shi lifted the pan and stared covetously at the bean noodles.

“No, there's plenty of flour in the house. Grandpa made Dad a bowl of noodles. How dare we make more? Grandma didn't reveal our skin? Well, just this bowl, the stone swallowed straight, couldn't help but taste it!” Yu Xiaoshua's expression “Don't believe it yourself”.

Li Shi did not believe in evil. She looked everywhere in the kitchen. After no results, she stared at the only bowl of bean noodles: “Your father has just woken up from injuries. How can he eat so much? Half of it goes down to your nigger brother..." Then you have to hand out the noodles with the bowl.

Yu Xiaograss's eyes quickly lifted the noodles and ran outside the kitchen, shouting: “My father hasn't had anything for five days. Eat more so he can raise the wound sooner... Grandpa, Grandpa!” Brother Blackie stole the noodles we made for her.

Seeing Blackie reach out to grab the bowl in her hand, Yu Xiaograss ripped her throat and shouted at the yard. Blackie was not afraid, but he was afraid that Grandpa would stare. He was scared to shrink his hands and let the weed slip out of his eyes.

At this time, the old man usually replenished the fishing net in the yard, ran out of Yu Xiaograss in the kitchen, knew that the mother and son of Li were afraid to be in the yard, openly hit the idea of noodles in her hand, and looked back at him with pride, carrying a bowl into their house.

In the house, Liu is feeding her father water with a spoon. Yu Hai's face was bright red, and apparently the fever was still high. He drank the spirit stone water slowly with Liu's hands. Liu carefully wiped away the water from the man's mouth, and his skinny, pale face was full of tenderness. The two face each other silently from time to time, as if there were only two of them left in the heavens and the earth...

At one point, Grass felt it was an unforgivable sin to interrupt the two. Liu's eyes filled with surprise when she first sensed her arrival and saw the noodles in Little Grass's hand. In the past, if someone in their second room missed a meal, they had to starve to the next meal, never giving anything to do again. This large bowl of oily, light-scented noodles obviously can't be a morning meal...

Xiaolian obviously saw the misgivings in her mother's eyes and smiled: “Grandpa heard that Dad is awake, let us do it. Little grass deliberately made more, mother, eat some too! ”

Although bean noodles are added with some bean noodles, most of them are flour and rarely have oil flowers. Of course, the Liu family couldn't take it, so they had to give it to their children.