Yang Manshan made some raw material fairy water at home for a day and a night, and had a rare good sleep with his wife in his arms.
He hasn¡¯t slept for more than four hours in a long time.
When Bai Magnolia came, Yang Manshan was pinning his daughter-in-law Xiaodou's legs to prevent Xiaodou from going out.
He didn¡¯t want Xiaodou to do any work today, he just wanted to stay like this and stay by his side.
And with two rough hands covered with frostbite, he grasped Xiaodou's small hand, looking up at his wife standing in front of him, his eyes staring at Xiaodou's face for a while, and then staring at Xiaodou's belly.
Bai Magnolia entered the house and saw this situation. To be honest, if there wasn't something important, she didn't want to bother her.
This is really a young man.
The look in their eyes is so indistinguishable.
It¡¯s been two days since I got home, but I still can¡¯t get enough of it.
In the past two days, just looking at the expressionless face of my second uncle, I felt like before, there was still no smile. My second uncle doesn't like to laugh very much.
"But if you look closely, you will find that the second uncle spends all day and night circling in front of the second daughter. If you want to find Manshan, you can be sure to find Xiaodou by first asking which room he is in.
"It's full of mountains."
"Mom." Yang Manshan saw Bai Magnolia coming, and then he let go of his wife's hand and stood up.
"Well, there seems to be a change regarding the price of wine. Your grandma will call you. Let you go."
"good."
Bai Magnolia asked Yang Manshan's back again: "By the way, Manshan, what do you want to eat at noon? After finally returning home, just tell me what you want to eat, and my mother will cook it for you."
Yang Manshan didn¡¯t take food seriously. He was not a person with a heavy appetite.
Food is limited to being cooked and ready for consumption.
During these days in Fucheng, he and the three fat guys have always been like this.
But this time, when the mother-in-law asked about it, Yang Manshan paused in his steps. He still looked expressionless with scars on his face. He turned to look at Magnolia and said:
"Mom, can you make some big bone soup and put some thin noodles in the soup? Mix a little sugar and more vinegar in our radish pickles. Would you like to eat these?"
Actually, the pickle that Manshan really wants to mention is sugar garlic.
Sugar garlic is my mother-in-law¡¯s specialty pickle.
But because I was so busy this year and had all kinds of things going on, I didn¡¯t even get past August 15th this year. During that time, I was busy with the heavy rain, autumn harvest, wild boar hunting, and my younger brother-in-law¡¯s imperial examination. There is no time to dig wild garlic, let alone pickle candied garlic later. My mother-in-law can¡¯t make enough money to make wine.
I heard from my wife that the variety of pickles at home this year is much less than in previous years.
????????????????????Although in previous years I would have been reluctant to pickle a few side dishes like sugar garlic, which consumes sugar and ingredients, you can always eat it and taste it.
Bai Yulan listened to Manshan's words in such detail, and it was rare for her to ask what she wanted to eat. There was nothing wrong with her, so she hurriedly smiled and said "aaaaa" twice to express that her mother would prepare a meal for you right now.
Xiaodou, who was sewing gloves in the room, smiled through the door curtain. My heart felt extremely sweet for a moment.
He also touched his belly with his hand and whispered to the baby in his belly, "Look, your dad loves you so much. When you grow up, you must be filial to your dad."
The bone soup noodles proposed by Manshan were actually mentioned by her accidentally yesterday.
Xiaodou said that she didn¡¯t know what was going on recently. Grandma was delicious. There was obviously no shortage of white rice and white-flour steamed buns at home, but she always missed eating noodles. I really don¡¯t want anything.
??????????????? But noodles are not as good as steamed buns and steamed rice, and the rice can be reheated for next meal. Noodles are not as convenient as steamed buns to keep you hungry, so I haven¡¯t made noodles at home for a long time.
She also mentioned the sugar and garlic.
Manshan is back. She went to bed late last night. She was hungry for a while and when she mentioned noodles, she thought of the pickled garlic that her mother used to have as a treasure in the past. She mentioned it a few words casually.
Man Shan didn¡¯t say anything at the time.
She was still thinking, too, what should Man Shan say?
Manshan is not the kind of person who can talk like the eldest brother-in-law and the younger brother-in-law.
Like the temperament of the eldest brother-in-law and the younger brother-in-law, they can talk about flowers even without noodles, which makes the woman happy. But not Man Shan. He is not a sweet talker at all.
Man Shan doesn¡¯t know how to do it, so can he just pass it by? Yes, just answer her a few times and you'll be fine.
But I didn¡¯t expect that he would remember it all in his heart.
When my mother asked today, he said he wanted to eat those things.
At this time, what Xiaodou didn¡¯t know was that Manshan wasn¡¯t just asking for noodles for his wife for this one meal, he also planned to meet her later.Zhu Xingde was wandering around the market and originally wanted to buy two horses.
But when he took advantage of the opportunity to urinate and saw someone mysteriously trading a big iron pot for a horse inside and outside the wall, he stopped thinking about buying a horse.
It is said that those ethnic minorities do not have pots to cook and can only use animal skins. Here we exchange iron pots for precious horses.
??????????????????????????????? Now there is a bit of unrest, there is always turmoil on the border, and there was even more fighting in the first few years. We are so angry that we don¡¯t even provide iron pots to each other to prevent them from making weapons. Now they sell stone pots instead.
Zhu Xingde thought for a moment, maybe next time he transports wine, he should find a way to exchange the big black pot for horses
"Anyway, no matter what the exchange is, it won't work for him to pay for a designated horse. He always feels that it is not cost-effective.
Zhu Xingde was still in this market and saw kumiss.
Turning around, he was about to call Erzhuzi to have a try, but he didn¡¯t see anyone. Asked his subordinates: "Where is your Brother Zhuzhu?"
At this time, Zhuzi was tasting milk cubes and milk slices.
I was disgusted by the store owner. Hey, I¡¯m so greedy.
The store owner thought to himself: This big-mouthed fork is quite a big man, and he doesn¡¯t have any shame. He won¡¯t finish it once he tastes it, and he won¡¯t buy it after he tastes it.
But Zhu Xingde discovered that not only Er Zhuzhu was free, but his younger brother-in-law was also missing.
At this time, Luo Junxi was chatting with the border traders who were traveling between the Central Plains and foreign nations.
??Learning a language.
In the blink of an eye, he had already learned what it was while listening. Commonly used expressions such as how much money.
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