He just smiled like this, which makes it easier for people to have a daydream.
Now that the pedantic and serious image of the man in her mind has slowly collapsed, Fu Yuzheng bit his lip, only to feel that he was deliberately teasing her.
Necrosis in the bones.
She felt annoyed, and her beautiful eyes were filled with anger.
Liu Zhixia raised her lips and said softly, "At home, men do rough work."
"..." Fu Yuzheng's thin anger faded away, and his cheeks climbed into crimson.
This... bad man.
Silently screamed at him, but there was a trace of sweetness in his heart.
He lowered his head and raised the corners of his mouth from an angle that the man could not see.
"Go home, watch the road, be careful of slippery roads." The man told him, striding forward.
Although it was not raining or snowing, the weather was too cold and frost formed on the ground. If you were not careful, your feet would slip.
She stepped carefully and walked behind him, slowing down.
And no matter how slow she walks, he will never be more than three steps away from her.
Follow her footsteps without a trace.
It doesn't give her a sense of urgency, and it's extremely ironing.
As long as she looked up, she could see his tall and generous back, not far in front.
Somewhere in the chest, slowly getting hot.
"Didn't you take me to see the porcelain kiln?" Suddenly I wanted to listen to him.
"You want to see, next time I choose ample time to take you there," he turned his head, his dark eyes were serious, without any perfunctory, "make pancakes today, eh?"
"Yeah." She quivered her long eyelashes softly.
On the way back, you can meet the villagers who strolled around in no time. Liu Zhixia all greeted each other with greetings.
Whenever he stopped, the greeting villagers' eyes would always fall on Fu Yuzheng, and then their eyes would circle between her and Liu Zhixia, which was meaningful.
And Liu Zhixia just laughed.
Knowing what others think, just don't explain and let others misunderstand.
When he got home, Fu Yuzheng's pretty face was already red.
In the stove room, the old man, old woman and Liu Yusheng both saw it really, and the grandson and grandchildren nestled in front of the stove, covering their mouths for fun.
It seems that there is something to it!
"I used to know that Elder Xia still didn't know how to resuscitation when he was old. This time he moved very quickly. Go out for a walk and see that Yu Zheng's face is embarrassing."
"It has nothing to do with opening up or not. It's not the right one. Zhixia's kid will follow me. When I was young, the boss was not young and I didn't get married. I didn't get up until I met you." It is proud to think of that year.
"You didn't keep the door open, and the granddaughter is still there. You are not ashamed to say that? You didn't get married when you were in your twenties. Didn't you meet the right one? It's obviously from the poor at home, you can't get married!" His wrinkled face was flushed by the fire in the stove.
The old man squeezed his neck and said, "What's so embarrassing, who hasn't been young? At that time, if I didn't meet you, I might be an old bachelor! There is something to say, called Ning Que Wulan, isn't it? ?"
Liu Yusheng nodded his head, "Yes, it's Ningquewulan! Lord, you have a good vision when you are young, and you can take aim at my grandma as a baby!"
"No, at that meeting, the family is poor. In order to marry your grandma home, Grandpa sold the pot and sold iron."
"Why, do you regret it?" The old woman stared.
"Looking at what you said, is that regret? I was fortunate. Fortunately, I sold the iron, otherwise such a good old daughter-in-law would not belong to my family!"
"Puff!" Liu Yusheng covered his belly, leaning on the old man's arm and laughing so hard that he could not straighten his waist. Her grandma's mentality is getting younger and younger, so cute!
The old woman's face was also panicked, but she couldn't help her smile.
The smelly old man, who is getting older, gets older and older without repairing, and he dares to jump out in front of his grandchildren.
At lunch, both people at the dinner table were blushing, one old and the other young.
The Liu family was a big family, and several unknowingly looked left and right, they were even awkward to eat.
The little girl, Fu Yuzheng, is shy and pretty, so forget it. Why is the old lady in the family full of red clouds
"Mother, what's wrong with you? Have a fever? Or was it smoked by the stove? It's not like..." Before Liu finished speaking, he was hit by the old man with a chopstick.
"You can't stop your mouth when you eat! The tube is so wide, should I be in charge of the house or you?"
Liu Er, "Isn't our family the mother in charge?"
The old man choked and stared, unable to refute.
Liu Er hummed, Dad, you look like you're so ashamed to become angry, he didn't dare to say that.
Otherwise, another chopstick has to be touched.
Ouch, my old lady's face is even redder.
Dujuan looked at his man's expression about getting involved again, and stomped him severely under the table, "Hurry up and eat, you will have to help move it next night."
This moment was so cruel that Liu Ertong was speechless.
Liu Yusheng was so fragrant that he was eating, with a mean smile on his face throughout the process.
She is an insider!
Everyone is drunk and I wake up alone, tusk, it feels like eating is more appetizing than usual.
After the meal, as soon as the dishes were washed, the Liu family began to visit.
"Brother Liu, sister-in-law, are you ready for everything? We're ready to make pancakes!"
Old Lady Liu smiled and said, "I'm ready early. I expect there will be a lot of people. Let's just do it in the yard. Put a few large wooden boards on it and put the rice noodle sieve on it. It won't get dirty."
Liu Yusheng was very active. He instructed the two brothers to lift the wooden boards and put them neatly on the yard, with long wooden benches underneath them firmly.
The baskets were also picked up and placed around the wooden boards. A brazier was placed in the frame and a charcoal fire was lit. The top of the basket was equipped with a fine-hole basket sieve.
After a while, there were people sitting next to the wooden planks, all of them belonged to the young women in the village, as well as the children who rushed to join in the fun. Before they started to make pancakes, they would stretch out their hands to grab sugar fillings from time to time.
The whole yard is noisy and unpleasantly lively.
Although it was in the open air and the sky was cold and freezing, it was rare that there was no wind today, and I was sitting next to the basket lit by charcoal fire, and it was not cold at all when I worked.
The family members were all on the court, and Fu Yuzheng couldn't hide himself, so Liu Yusheng took a piece of cake and beaten it.
Sprinkle a layer of rice flour with sesame and ground peanuts on a wooden mold, followed by a little sugar filling, and finally spread a layer of rice flour. Use a wooden pestle to compact and grind to the outermost layer. The rice noodles are firm and smooth. Use a small blunt knife to scrape off the powder that overflows the mold frame, knock the rice cakes out of the mold, and it's finished.
Simple and easy to use.
Put a basket sieve, cover it with a layer of greased paper, and put it on the basket to dry it.
It takes about a quarter of an hour to make a sieve on the kang, and the courtyard is full of the fragrance of rice cakes.
The gluttonous children squatted beside the baskets, the chubby little meaty hands supporting their cheeks, eagerly waiting to eat.