Author: Mahjong Jun

Liu Xiumei made radish pimple soup for dinner.

It is fresh and refreshing, and is very suitable for patient Zhao Wenmu. Moreover, he has a discomfort in his throat, so it is best to eat liquid food.

Pimple soup is made in a large iron pot, and one pot of soup can feed the whole family.

I saw Liu Xiumei quickly cutting green onions and shredded radish, and four-year-old Zi Ting skillfully lay on the stove and went to add firewood.

After the oil was hot, Liu Xiumei asked the little one to stay away, then quickly stir-fried the chopped green onion. After the oil became fragrant, she added shredded radish and stir-fried until about half cooked, then added two ladles of water.

Then she held a water ladle in one hand and let the water drip into the flour little by little. She held a chopstick in the other hand and stirred gently until all the flour was soaked in water and turned into small lumps.

After the water boils, the pimples start to form.

After boiling over high heat for two or three minutes, slightly separate the firewood to both sides, so that the heat at the bottom of the pot will be reduced.

Crack a few eggs into the pot and stir gently without breaking up the eggs. Cover the pot with a lid and simmer for a few minutes.

A pot of shredded radish pimple soup is completed.

The movements were smooth and natural but not flashy. The two sisters-in-law, Song Yun and Zhao Jing, watched with great interest.

When you open the lid of the pot, a large ball of white steam rises, and the aroma of the pimple soup spreads.

"Sister-in-law, the pimple soup you make is the best!"

Zhao Wenmu never forgets to take pictures of rainbow farts.

What he said was true. Growing up, he really loved eating the pimple soup made by his sister-in-law.

Sprinkling in a little salt, Liu Xiumei served a large bowl for everyone.

Zimeng, Ziting, Zhao Wenmu, Zhao Jing and Liu Yun all have a poached egg in their bowls.

Zhao Wenlin, Zhao Wenguang and herself didn't have any in their bowls.

Zhao Wenmu picked up the eggs in his bowl, put them in Liu Xiumei's bowl, and said with a smile:

"Sister-in-law, you know I don't like poached eggs the most."

It’s true that he didn’t like poached eggs when he was little, and it’s also true that he wants his sister-in-law to eat them now.

"If you are sick, you should eat some eggs. Why are you picky about it now?"

Liu Xiumei said that she was about to take it back to him.

Zhao Wenmu quickly covered his rice bowl with his hand.

"Uncle, I will give you the egg yolk."

The kid picked up an egg yolk. He didn't like egg yolks.

"Uncle, I'll give you mine too!"

Xiao Ziting also picked one up.

"I don't want it. Give it to your father and your second uncle."

Finally, Zhao Jing divided the poached eggs in her bowl into two and gave Zhao Wenmu half.

He immediately removed his hand and said with a smile:

"Thank you sister!"

The whole family was having fun and laughing constantly.

In the evening, Zhao Wenlin took flour, oil, and sugar to Zhao Xuehai's place, not only for hunting the next day, but also to help Zhao Wenmu ease the relationship with the old couple.

"Boss, why do you carry so many things?"

There are so many good things, not to mention that they are not seen on ordinary days, even during the Chinese New Year, their family has never bought them.

"Dad, Mom, my little brother bought these."

When Zhao Xuehai and his wife heard this, their expressions changed greatly. Liu Sumei pointed at the pile of things and asked, trembling:

"What bad thing did the third child do again?"

When Zhao Wenlin saw that the old couple had misunderstood, he quickly explained in detail the matter of the three brothers selling wild vegetables.

He also repeatedly assured that he and Zhao Wenguang had seen this with their own eyes.

Zhao Wenlin's guarantee still holds some weight.

Although Zhao Xuehai was already convinced, he still said with a straight face:

"Take these things back to him, we can't enjoy his things! Boss, tell him, we don't ask for anything else, we just want him to be nice to my daughter!"

Liu Sumei also wiped away tears and said:

"Boss, take the things back to the third child. Your father and I have no shortage of food and clothing. Take them back and keep them for Ah Jing to replenish his body."

In the past two years, Zhao Jing's situation has become a concern for the old lady. She would sigh and secretly wipe her tears from time to time.

If Zhao Jing had married someone else, she would have asked several of her sons to come to her home and take her daughter home.

The old lady felt extremely uncomfortable when she thought that she was the one who pushed Zhao Jing into the fire pit.

Zhao Wenlin tried hard to talk, but in the end he couldn't keep the things.

He also knew that although the old couple were still angry with Zhao Wenmu, more importantly, they wanted to leave these things to Zhao Jing and Zhao Wenmu.

He didn't force it. My little brother has indeed changed, and his parents will forgive him sooner or later.

Come little by little.

Fortunately, Zhao Xuehai did not refuse to hunt. After all, he lived for twenty more years. He told his eldest son:

"Boss, don't go to Lao Liu and Lao Chen. I'll talk to you later. This matter can't be done in a big way, and the same goes for you selling wild vegetables. You must not delay the work of the production team, you know?

?!"

People who have truly experienced that era know that they cannot bear the crime of destroying certain things.

Zhao Wenlin nodded and kept these words in mind.

In fact, Zhao Wenmu is also trying to find a way to make things easier for harvesting wild vegetables and game.

After resurrecting his life, he believed that there were many safe and reliable ways to live a prosperous life, so he did not want to take unnecessary risks.

In the evening, when Zhao Jing returned to the house after washing, Zhao Wenmu put his hands behind his back and stood in front of her.

"Sister, stretch out your hand."

Zhao Jing was stunned for a moment, and then stretched out her right hand cooperatively, with the palm facing up.

The slender hands were long and thin, with thick calluses on the fingertips and palms, and the originally fair skin looked a little yellow.

Zhao Wenmu gently placed the cream and clam oil on her palm.

Zhao Jing looked at the thing in her hand, her eyes sparkling. There is no girl who doesn't love beauty.

She is only 21 years old, which is the most beautiful age for a girl.

Zhao Jing was only willing to pick out a little bit of cream and apply it on her face, not only because the cream was expensive, but also because it was the first time that her younger brother had given her something.

If she weren't afraid of Zhao Wenmu's jokes, she would have wanted to put it away and keep it forever.

Zhao Jing seemed to be in a good mood throughout the night, with a faint smile on her face. The girl's sunny smile without makeup made Zhao Wenmu excited.

After all, he is a hot-blooded 20-year-old boy at this moment.

I had been in love for decades in my previous life, just because I felt guilty and didn't want to get involved with other women.

It's not like there's anything wrong with your body.

But there was no way, the relationship between the two was far from that point yet, so he could only try to calm himself down as much as possible.

If it doesn't work, I can only take out the ancestral skill of holding the pillar with five fingers.

The next day everyone worked together according to the arrangements of the previous day and started busy early in the morning.

Zhao Wenmu went to find Zhao Wenyuan.

"Wen Yuan, go to Shandong Toucun to call Qian Erniu and meet at my eldest brother's orchard. I have something to tell you."

Zhao Wenyuan is Zhao Wenmu's distant cousin, and he followed Zhao Wenmu around since he was a child.

After the two arrived, Zhao Wenmu stated his intention straight to the point:

"Ayuan, Erniu, are you willing to follow me?"

"willing!"

"Yes! Third brother, what do you want us to do? Are we going to beat up that bastard Sun Guoqing? We have long disliked him!"

Zhao Wenmu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. These two people didn't even know what they were going to do, so they were willing to follow him.

"It's not about beating people, it's about making money!"

Zhao Wenmu explained the wild vegetable business in detail.

"I'm too busy right now. You guys can help me dig wild vegetables for now. There will be more important things for you to do in the future."
To be continued...