Yang Shifeng found that the little fairy didn't know these vegetables, and secretly guessed that she should be a young lady who didn't eat human fireworks.
After the initial dizziness, of course he knew that there were no fairies in this world. This woman who looked like a fairy was indeed a human being, but he still silently thought she was a little fairy in his heart.
Yang Shifeng introduced Eleven while picking vegetables, "This is a potato, this is a pepper, this is an eggplant..."
After I had introduced all the vegetables in the vegetable garden to Eleven, there were quite a few vegetables in the basket, including potatoes, eggplants and tomatoes. Today is November, and he wanted her to eat better, but it was a pity that , there is no meat at home, and no prey was caught today, otherwise, the little fairy would be able to make meat to eat.
Yang Shifeng pursed his lips, thinking in his heart that he would go to the mountain again tomorrow, or just hit a wild rabbit, so that he can make braised rabbit meat.
Yang Shifeng brought Eleven to the kitchen, took a bench for Eleven to sit down, and he started cooking.
He opened the cupboard first and scooped a bowl of brown rice from the bag of brown rice, but when he poured it into the pot, the movements of his hands suddenly stopped.
Looking back at An Jing, who was sitting there watching his eleventh, Yang Shifeng pursed his lips, poured the brown rice back, and scooped out a bowl of polished rice from the bag of polished rice.
The little fairy came to his house for the first time, he should cook something delicious, otherwise she wouldn't be able to eat brown rice.
After washing the rice, Yang Shifeng set the stove on fire, cooked the rice in the large pot on the right, washed and cut the vegetables, added oil to the pot on the left, and started cooking.
Eleven is really the first time to see what the original cooked rice and stir-fry looks like. I was very interested for a while. I stared at Yang Shifeng's movements without blinking. I would ask some curious questions from time to time, and Yang Shifeng would be patient. He answered her questions in a straightforward manner, even if they were idiots, he answered them very seriously.
Eleven thinks that this person is quite good, and what makes Eleven feel good is Yang Shifeng's cooking skills, which are really good. The vegetables are served with crystal white rice, which is really a human enjoyment. Eleven now does not doubt books at all. The original food mentioned above is delicious, because it is more than a hundred times better than the nutrient solution. No, the two are simply incomparable.
Why do human beings in the last days give up food and only eat nutrient solution? Wouldn't it be a pity to give up something so delicious
In fact, what Eleven doesn't know is that not all meals are so delicious, but the first time she ate the food made by Yang Shifeng, his cooking skills are really very good. It is no exaggeration to say that the entire Baiyun The best food in the village is Yang Shifeng, and the eleven is considered lucky.
And it is precisely because of Yang Shifeng's good cooking skills that Eleven's mouth was raised so much that when Eleven wanted to leave here, he was actually reluctant to give up. Of course, this is another story.
At this moment, Eleven gave Yang Shifeng a rare thumbs up and praised him sincerely, "Your cooking is so delicious!"
Yang Shifeng blushed when praised, but the corners of his mouth grinned involuntarily. He was happier than earning money. The satisfaction in his heart was indescribable.
"Then... If it's delicious, you can eat more."
Eleven nodded and saw that he was using a bowl to put vegetables in it, but he didn't eat it, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"
Yang Shifeng pointed to the east wing, "I'll serve my grandfather a meal, he's in the house."
Eleven did not expect that there were still people in the house. She always thought that Yang Shifeng was alone in this family.
However, she didn't ask more questions, and continued to bow her head to eat her own meal.
In the main house, a emaciated old man was lying quietly on the bed, with a worn quilt covering his body. Except for his weak breathing, he could hardly tell his anger. He didn't open his eyes until Yang Shifeng entered the house, showing a smile, "Shi Feng, why did you come back so early today?"
Yang Shifeng put his rice bowl aside, went up to pick up the old man and leaned against the bed, and then explained what happened today: "Grandpa, today I rescued a girl while hunting, and she has nowhere to go, so I will take her I brought it back, so today's prey was not hit."
The old man was stunned for a moment, his calm face suddenly lit up, and he grabbed Yang Shifeng's hand, "Shifeng, is this girl really homeless? Are you back with me?"
Yang Shifeng nodded.
The old man's eyes burst into joy, "Okay, okay, Shi Feng, you have to treat the girl well, don't scare them away, maybe, maybe..."
Yang Shifeng heard what his grandfather meant, and his ears immediately turned red, "Master, what are you thinking, you can't talk nonsense." How can he think about such a little fairy.
It was rare to see such a shy expression on his grandson, who had always been wood-slack. Maybe people are willing, you are twenty-two years old, and no one at your age has two or three children, and you are not married yet, how can you close your eyes if you don't watch you become a biological child. "
Hearing Grandpa's dejected words, Yang Shifeng frowned, "Master, don't say such things, you want to live a long life and watch my child grow up."
Grandpa Yang's eyes were wet, he sighed deeply, and touched his grandson's hand, "You stupid child, grandpa is dragging you down by living like this. With grandpa here, no amount of money you earn is enough. How can you marry a daughter-in-law and have children? How can a girl be willing to marry you when grandpa drags you down like this!" Sometimes Grandpa Yang really wants to die, so he doesn't have to drag his grandson down, but every time he sees his grandson looking alone, he will He was reluctant to leave him alone in this world, at least he had to find a good girl to accompany him.
In fact, Yang Shifeng is tall and handsome, with a resolute and steady personality, and has great strength. In addition to his work in the field, he can also go hunting in the mountains to subsidize his family from time to time. Now, there are really bad people in the village who like him and want him to be his son-in-law, but he has a grandfather who is paralyzed in the lower body to take care of. This is simply a bottomless pit. There is an old man at home who needs to serve, which girl is willing to marry
Yang Shifeng has yet to start a family, not only because of his lack of enlightenment, but also because his family is poor.
The old man was dying of anxiety about this matter, but Yang Shifeng himself was not in a hurry.
Now that I heard from my grandson that I brought a girl back, the old man doesn't need to look at the girl, as long as it is a girl, he will be happy.
Seeing that Grandpa was blaming himself again, Yang Shifeng shook his head, "Master, don't think like that, what you are doing is what is best to me, don't worry about the rest, and don't think nonsense, I only have a home with you. "
Grandpa Yang wiped his tears and sighed silently.
Eleven was eating in the main room, and his ears could clearly hear the conversation between the grandfather and grandson in the east room.
It turns out that he also has a grandfather. He seems to be sick and bedridden. No wonder he brought in the food to eat. However, this incident has made her impression of him a lot higher. If a person can take care of his sick relatives for many years without disdain, just focus on this, and this man is not bad.
If the sick people are in the last days, it is estimated that their lives have been ended artificially. In the last days, there is no place for useless people to live.
Eleven hooked the corner of his mouth, took another chopstick and scrambled eggs with tomatoes and put it into his mouth with relish, but before he could swallow it, a surprised female voice suddenly sounded in his ear, "Who are you?"
Eleven swallowed the food, and then turned to look at the person who came, only to see a slightly fat middle-aged woman staring at her in surprise, followed by two small radish heads.
Eleven blinked, glanced at the door of the east house, did not answer her words, and continued to eat with his head down.
Seeing Eleven ignore her, the woman frowned slightly, thinking that this person was cheating, she reached out to push Eleven's shoulder, "Who the hell are you? This is my nephew's house. ."
Seeing that he was about to be toppled, Eleven tilted his head in displeasure to avoid it, flipped his wrist, and just as he was about to teach this man a lesson, a figure flashed out of the east room.
"Second aunt, what are you doing?!" Yang Shifeng said loudly, seeing his second aunt pushing Eleven with his hands, a burst of anger rose out of Yang Shifeng's heart. He has never cared about the second aunt's family. For the first time Because of the second aunt's action, she was not happy.
Eleven quietly put away the knife and continued to eat his own meal.
Song Yanhua was frightened by Yang Shifeng's unkind tone, and put down her fingers unconsciously. Seeing her always good-natured nephew speak loudly at her, she felt inexplicably unbelievable.
But she is an elder after all, so being yelled at by her nephew is very embarrassing. Song Linghua is embarrassed, and she points to Eleven and asks, "Shi Feng, who is this woman? Second aunt has never seen it. Why is she eating with you?"
Yang Shifeng glanced at Eleven apologetically, and then answered Song Yanhua's words, "Second Aunt, this is the friend I brought back, and my guest. Second Aunt will be more polite to her in the future."
"Friend?" Song Yanhua curled her lips. Can such a beautiful girl be a friend of her poor nephew? It's a lie.
However, thinking of her purpose of coming here, Song Juanhua swallowed her doubts, laughed, and said, "So that's the case, the second aunt didn't know about it just now, and thought there were bad people in the family, you have to forgive the second aunt. It's not."
Yang Shifeng was noncommittal. Seeing that the bowl in Eleven's hand was empty, he asked: "Are you full? There is still in the pot. If you are not full, I will serve you another bowl."
Eleven really wasn't full, and he didn't show any kindness to him, so he handed Yang Shifeng his bowl.
Yang Shifeng smiled, stood up and went to serve eleven meals.
Seeing that her nephew actually served so much white rice to an outsider, Song Juanhua felt distressed, she didn't even know what to eat for her own family, and it was cheaper for others. However, there was still a smile on his face, he sat down and said in a homely manner: "Shi Feng, did you go up the mountain to hunt today?"