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When she decided to ask for help to build a workshop, Sangshu was the first to think of the capable Zheng Lin, and with the idea of ​​matching him and his own girl, the idea became even stronger.

Unfortunately, this idea was not too late to take action, and it died under the strong opposition of his own girl.

Unexpectedly, the peak was around. Today, I went to the town to buy things. As soon as I entered the village, I met Zheng Lin who went to the Li family. Sangshu just casually told me that he wanted to start a workshop, so the other party offered to help.

Mangshu agreed without hesitation. As for his own girl, hey, it was kind to take the initiative to help. If he didn't agree, he would become ungrateful? Should this friend do it in the future?

Thinking of this in my heart, Sangshu was still scared, so he deliberately shouted as soon as he entered the door, thinking that as long as my mother agreed to this matter, even if the girl was dissatisfied with her brother, she would not blame him, her elder brother.

Sang Ye didn't know many of his elder brother's thoughts. When he heard that Zheng Lin was coming to help tomorrow, he subconsciously thought that the elder brother had not given up on the matchmaking and deliberately found the person.

I wanted to say that my elder brother didn't keep his word, but when I thought about finding it, I agreed, and even if she objected, it would have no meaning. So I lowered my head and pretended not to hear it, and washed the meat piece that had just been fished out of the well with great effort.

After mulberry trees finished yelling, they looked at the girl carefully. Seeing that the girl had no reaction at all, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief and praised her wit.

Mu was very happy, put down the knife in his hand and praised him rarely: "It's not bad, this time you finally did something right!"

Sang Shu, who was rarely praised, was quite proud. He was about to say something and looked at the girl whose face seemed to be worse. He quickly denied: "Mom, it was Brother Zheng who agreed to it himself, and it's not about his son's business!"

Mu could not understand the inexplicable fear of his son for his daughter, so he continued to cheat his son: "It's all the same. If you didn't go to the town today, you happened to meet a boy from the Zheng family, so how could he agree to come and help? Don't worry, there are wine and food at home, and my mother will treat you well."

mulberry:"……"

How can I break it if I get cheated by my own mother?

Mangshu felt bitter inside and had to keep a smile on his face, but he didn't dare to look back at his girl's face, so he greeted Mu and then put oil on the soles of his feet... and ran away!

"Hey hey, this bastard, I haven't finished saying anything yet. Why do you do so fast?" Mu yelled loudly at his son's back with his waist, but he couldn't call back half of his son's look back.

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When the Sang family’s lunch was ready, the Azusa masters also set up the racks of the straw shed, just waiting to cover the thatch and lay wooden boards and other items inside, even if it was their temporary residence.

Originally, the Sang family had an empty custard room, and it would be no problem to build a shop to accommodate ten strong laborers. However, the Sang family has many female relatives. It would be somewhat inconvenient to let these masters live in. If one is not careful, it will attract gossip, which is not good for both parties.

There are no vacant houses in the village at present, otherwise it would be possible to rent them out for the masters to live in. Fortunately, these masters can endure hardships, and they have slept in the open air where they still mind sleeping in the grass shed.

The first meal for the hospitality masters was very rich, with a large pot of corn ribs, a fried pork farm with a large bowl and a smooth and refreshing spicy blood tofu... It can be said that it is much more hearty than the New Year's Eve dinner of the Sang family in previous years.

Looking at these dishes, the Masters of the Zi people were very surprised. Before they came, they inquired about the situation of the Sang family from Lizhuang and knew that the Sang family was just an ordinary farmer and life was better than most families in the village. They had already made plans to fill their stomachs and not pay attention to whether they were delicious or not, but the result was much beyond their expectations.

Even if you work for wealthy families, at most you can give them a meat dish with vegetarian dishes. Only on the day you can eat this table.

"Uncle Sang, we who do rough work can be as long as we can have enough food. How can we be so worried about you?" The leader came back to his senses, with a little embarrassed look on his face.

Sang smiled honestly and honestly: "You are willing to work hard to build a workshop for my old Sang family. How can you not let you eat and drink well!"

> Seeing that Sang was honest, he didn't seem to be pretending to be generous. The leader's favor for the Sang family was a little bit more favorable, and he opened his voice and said, "We were invited by Uncle Sang for money. Building a workshop is a matter of duty. Uncle Sang is really too polite."

Sang waved his hand honestly, pointed to the braised pork on the dining table and said, "Building a house requires a cool labor. It's not enough to have no oil or water. Just let go of your stomach and eat, there is still at home."

Sang Lin, who was standing beside him, took the lead and said jokingly: "The pigs in the house are killed. If the masters don't eat them, the meat will smell in a few days."

Everyone was confused about it. After asking, they found out that the Sang family had killed the pig that they had raised for more than half a year in order to entertain them!

For a moment, ten people were in a complicated mood. I wonder if they should say that the Sang family was stupid or the Sang family was kind.

Although the agreed wages for Li Zhuang were much lower than those of other people's, at this moment, they did not look at Li Zhuang's face, but the Sang family's sincerity, so they decided to build the workshop well, otherwise they would be sorry for the pig that was eaten.

Without mentioning the thoughts of the Masters of the Zi Ren, the first meal was particularly comfortable with the warm reception of Sang Hokkien and Son. When I continued to do unfinished things in the afternoon, the Masters of the Zi Ren became much more friendly to Sang Hokkien and Son.

The next day, as soon as the chicken cried three times, mulberry leaves got up. She put on her clothes, put on her shoes, covered Huan'er with a quilt and came to the kitchen. She saw that her mother and two sisters-in-law had already started making breakfast.

"Xiaoye, hurry up and drain the cauliflower, and stir-fry it with small peppers later." The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were busy kneading dough, washing vegetables, and chopping the filling. Seeing mulberry leaves coming in, Mu looked at her and explained.

"Hey, I'll go now." Mangye responded, then rushed to the pickled vegetable jar in the corner, found the one containing the cauliflower, and then opened the sealed lid and sniffed it.

There was no rotten smell, only the strong fresh aroma after pickling. The mulberry leaves were washed and the hands were scooped with a spoon to fill a bowl of white cauliflower.

Baicao is a leafy vegetable that can bloom small white flowers, but its taste is very special and it is not delicious at all when used fresh. So before eating, you should first chop and marinate it with salt for a while, then press and rub it vigorously with your hands until the green color turns almost black, and then put it in the jar and seal it.

During this period, you cannot open it and let the air penetrate it, otherwise there will be a rotten smell. Even if it is not really rotten, it will be greatly reduced. After about seven or eight days, you can uncover the lid and stir-fry it with peppers or garlic seedlings, which will become an excellent meal. It is very good with porridge and rice.

This year, the Sang family's vegetable garden planted a small piece of cauliflower as usual, and after only four or five crops of them were cut, they were marinated seven or eight jars. As long as they were sealed, the taste would not change, and they would still be eaten even in the summer of the next year.

After picking up the white cauliflower, the mulberry leaves began to wash rice and put them in the pot to make porridge.

The breakfast for entertaining the masters and workers is relatively simple, and the vegetable buns and porridge are very good. But the buns are more troublesome, and they have to be kneaded, chopped and wrapped.

Of course, it will be much easier to make steamed buns, but steamed buns are not as resistant to hunger than they are. If you want to withstand hunger, you can only stir-fry a few dishes. This is not simpler than making buns, so they are directly made into buns. People who work as workers eat a few buns and drink a bowl of thick porridge, and they will never get hungry before the meal is reached.

A touch of fish white appeared in the sky in the east, the Sang family's buns were steamed and the porridge in the pot was already cooked. The craftsmen who had rested for a night came to the Sang family 66, and several fellow workers came from their homes to have breakfast.

Generally, the helpers hired in the village do not have wages. In the future, they will build their own houses or other major events, and the Sang family will also help them for free. This is a fair labor exchange. The people who are helped prepare three meals a day and let them not work hungry.

The meal was about to start. Mu waited for the boy from the Zheng family who promised to come to help yesterday. He couldn't help but run out of the eldest son who ran out: "Boss, you've ordered this, are you sure the boy from the Zheng family will come to help?"

When Sang Shu heard this, he remembered that there was still someone who had not come. He scratched his head and said, "Brother Zheng doesn't seem to be talking nonsense. He will definitely come. He just doesn't know when to come. I forgot to tell him yesterday."

After hearing this, Mu couldn't help but slap his eldest son and scolded him: "You don't explain such an important thing. If someone doesn't know that it's too late and we're all over the meal, would you say it's embarrassing?"

Mangshu covered his head and whispered: "Mom, now I have eaten whatever I say. Wouldn't it be enough to leave some food alone?"

Mu looked at the people who were still waiting in the main room and nodded. He could only do this. He couldn't let everyone wait like that. Who knows if the Zheng boy suddenly had something to do and couldn't come.

The conversation between the mother and son reached Sang Ye's ears, and Sang Ye unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief. The words she said were chic, but in fact, the family was talking in her ears every day. How could she really not have any pressure?

The person she didn't want to see now stopped coming, and she felt much more comfortable and wished that the other party could not come. Otherwise, if the other party knew what his family was thinking, she would be the one who was embarrassed.

However, the facts proved that Mulberry leaves were really not lucky. Just when the buns and porridge were wiped out and there were only a few rice grains stuck to the bottom of the pot, the person she didn't want to see came.

At this moment, the master and helpers who had finished their meal had already gone to the construction site. Sang Laoshi Mu and others also took the sacrifices to worship the earth god. The children all went to watch the fun, and only mulberry leaves were left at home to clean up the dishes and mulberry trees that had not finished their meal.

"Brother Zheng, you're here, hurry up, come here for breakfast!" Sangshu first saw Zheng Lin. His eyes lit up and swallowed his last bite of bun, and then shouted at Sang Ye: "Ye'er, didn't you leave the buns and porridge on purpose? Come and bring them to Brother Zheng."

Mang Shu had no idea how ambiguity the words he said to his sister in the end were.

Zheng Lin, who had already had breakfast at home and was about to refuse, subconsciously forgot the fact that he had eaten breakfast and silently looked at the woman who was secretly staring at her brother.

Sang Ye was so stupid that her elder brother cried. Didn’t she just leave a few buns and a big bowl of porridge after her mother’s instructions? Why did she leave it specifically for the one named Zheng when she got into the one named Zheng? Those who didn’t know this might think she had something to do with the one named Zheng!

I thought so in my heart, but in front of others, Sang Ye couldn't say anything corrected, otherwise there would have been nothing but mistakenly thought that he was guilty and there was something.

Sang Ye said with a secret glaring at the elder brother who was unaware of anything, "Yes, elder brother, I'll go now!" After that, she turned around and went to the kitchen.

Looking at her sister's back blankly, Mang Shu patted her head in annoyance, and then said in a conscious sense: "It's over, it's over, and I said the wrong thing again, which made Ye'er unhappy. What's wrong with this?"

Zheng Lin's sword eyebrows moved slightly, and he asked casually: "What did Brother Sang say wrong?"

Sang Shu was about to explain, but when he suddenly thought that the more he explained the matter, the more he became more chaotic, and the girl became more angry when she knew about it, she whipped her tongue urgently and said, "Anyway, I said the wrong thing. I have to think about it carefully before I say it in the future."

Zheng Lin was a little disappointed when he didn't hear the answer he wanted to hear, and then stood from the perspective of Mangshu to think about why the words he said just now made the woman angry.

After thinking about it, the woman didn't dare to look at her attitude. An incredible thought flew across Zheng Lin's brain: shy!

Could it be... she is interested in herself? If her brother hadn't accidentally exposed her worries, how could she secretly glar at her brother and not even look at her? Is this obviously shameful?

In the past, a woman fell in love with his soldiers at the border. Isn’t this what she looks like whenever she sees him?

Thinking of this possibility, Zheng Lin's mouth unconsciously raised up. When he realized what he was imagining, his smile suddenly froze on his face. He felt that he was too dirty, and he even guessed the thoughts of his brothers and sisters!

When he looked up and saw mulberry leaves coming out of the kitchen, Zheng Lin immediately broke his surging thoughts. At the invitation of mulberry trees, he sat at the dining table with a deep face. His deep eyes unconsciously stopped on the woman in front of him.

Mang Ye brought the buns, porridge and a small plate of white cauliflower to Zheng Lin, nodding at him slightly as saying hello, but he didn't want to be terrified by the other party's deep gaze, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

Realizing that I was stunned,

Mang Ye, who had already passed the stage of puberty, despised himself deeply and turned away with his slightly scalded cheeks.

Zheng Lin held the chopsticks and fell into silence, suddenly remembering a passage he had heard from his soldiers.

At that time, the war had not started, and the soldiers under his command gathered together to chat with him when they had nothing to do. A soldier said he was not sure whether the woman was interested in you. You just need to stare at her face and stare at her.

If she is not interested in you, she will pretend not to see it. If she is interested in you, she will run away with a flushed face and shyness.

So, just now, she blushed and ran away. Is she shy? She... is she really interested in herself?

Thinking of this possibility, the corner of his mouth that had just been pressed down was rising again. Looking at the buns with fists and a bowl of porridge, Zheng Lin, who was obviously not hungry, suddenly had a big appetite and picked up chopsticks to feast.

No matter what, this is her whole heart for herself and cannot be wasted!

Seeing that he was having fun, Mang Shu thought Zheng Lin was so hungry that he kindly advised: "Brother Zheng, eat slowly. If it is not enough, my sister will make other delicious foods, which will definitely make you full."

After hearing this, Zheng Lin became more sure of the guess in his heart. The deeper the curve of the corners of his mouth, and finally wiped out the buns and porridge in one breath.

The mulberry leaves washed in the kitchen were not sure that the other party had made up something that they could not do. If they knew that they would be fooled by themselves, they would be depressed and hit the wall.

After Zheng Lin finished eating, he went to the construction site with Mangshu.

Now that he had finished worshipping the earth god, Mu looked very happy when he saw Zheng Lin, and asked him with great concern if he had breakfast.

When Mu learned that he had eaten it, he asked again: "What kind of dishes do you like to eat? My Xiaoye can make a lot of flavors, maybe it can be made."

If it weren't for believing in Zheng Lin's character, Mu wouldn't have said such words rashly, and it could be said that it was from the elders' love for younger generations, and even if someone knew about it, he wouldn't have made random arrangements.

If Zheng Lin was smart enough, he might be able to figure out what she meant; if he had thought about Sang Ye, he would climb up the ladder given.

Zheng Lin was stunned for a moment, feeling that Aunt Sang's attitude towards him seemed to be too enthusiastic. Or did Aunt Sang know her thoughts and even like her, so she was like this?

With this guess, Zheng Lin's expression remained unchanged. He did not express his preferences. He just said with an extremely modest attitude: "Aunt, my nephew is not picky about tastes. This time he is also a helper, not a guest. You don't have to pay special attention to my nephew's taste."

It would be too much trouble to eat so many people, and he didn't want her to be overworked.

After hearing what Zheng Lin said, Mu was unable to confirm whether he understood it for a while, but it was hard to say it better, so he could only nod and respond.

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There is information on Baidu Encyclopedia. We grow this kind of vegetable in our hometown and eat it. It is really delicious when it is pickled. People who like it will never get tired of it. The method is also very simple. If you encounter it at the market, you can buy some and make it yourself. It is very appetizing and can be eaten by children. Some of its nutritional value is higher than that of ordinary vegetables.

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