Ninety lucky little sweet wife

The wedding banquet that the man talked about was not the kind of luxurious banquet that Zhu Yan had seen when she was working in the hotel——

A white floor-to-ceiling wedding dress, stepping on high-heeled shoes studded with diamonds, holding father's hand, was happily handed over to the beloved man.

From then on, I wish to win the heart of one person, and the white head will never be separated.

For the wedding banquet in Zhulin Village, invite a master chef who can cook, set up a few big round tables, invite relatives, friends and neighbors to sit around, drink wedding wine, share wedding candy, and it's over.

There is a rule passed down from some generation that there must be pork on the wedding banquet, otherwise the couple will not last long.

With this implication, the most indispensable meat dish at the wedding banquet is braised pork.

The Chinese New Year is only ten days away, and the price of vegetables has risen to a new high, especially meat. A family like Qin Huai can't afford it at all, so he can only go up the mountain to try his luck.

"Why is there a wedding banquet all of a sudden?" The girl put away her messy thoughts, feeling a little annoyed, "Ah Huai, you know, I don't care about these things."

It's not that I don't care.

But -

I don't have that spare cash.

Mrs. Qin needs money to take her medicine, her children need money to go to school, and the whole family’s food, drink, and casual activities are all money.

Last time, the key necklace was sold for a lot of money, but Mrs. Qin spent more than 100 for a course of medicine.

Doctor Qiu said that the medicine had to be taken for five or six courses in a row to be effective.

The potato chip business that she and Wu Yue cooperated with has just started, whether it will make money or not is another matter.

At this time, he suddenly proposed to hold a wedding banquet.

To put it mildly, at least two tables of people, plus food and labor costs, will cost more than 200 yuan, which is really unacceptable.

Qin Huai took out a dry towel and wiped off the water drops on the girl's feet. He said in a calm tone, "Is there anyone who doesn't want to hold a wedding banquet, Ayan, you are my daughter-in-law. Your beautiful wedding has already wronged you, how can there be no wedding seats?"

"But, our family..."

The girl stopped in the middle of her words, because when she saw the man's face, she lost any expression in an instant.

It was this blankness that made Zhu Yan's heart tighten.

She remembered what the old lady Qin had said to her, Qin Huai came back from school today, as if he had been stimulated by something, knowing that it was getting late, he still insisted on going up the mountain to hunt.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Qin Huai has always done things calmly, and will never act rashly.

What can make him mess up must be something that happened to him that he can't accept, but he cares about.

"A Huai, did you hear some bad rumors at school?" Zhu Yan changed the subject and asked tentatively, "Because of what happened to Teacher Yu this morning?"

Qin Huai's expression froze for a few seconds, and he soon returned to normal.

"No. Rumors stop at wise men. If I really believe what they say, wouldn't it be just as they want."

He didn't believe a single word of the unfounded rumors.

However, he listened to the words that maliciously slandered Zhu Yan verbatim and remembered them in his heart.

"That woman is really a bastard. Teacher Qin's first famous name was completely ruined in her hands."

"That's right, I heard that the woman was a savage brought back by Wang Xiaodong from other places, and I don't know how many men have turned her back."

"Don't tell me, if it wasn't for this woman, Teacher Qin and Teacher Yu might have gotten along, and Teacher Yu wouldn't have been beat up by that old man Wang Changsheng until he was completely inhuman."

"If you ask me, maybe Teacher Qin is just playing for fun. If he really likes that barbarian, he won't even hold a wedding banquet? It's obviously just a taste of something new, and maybe he will take it directly later."

"..."

Immediately, Qin Huai made a decision.

He wants to give Zhu Yan a decent wedding seat, give her a legitimate identity, give her a warm family that is not rich, and give her everything he can give.

"Okay, it's up to you, let's hold the wedding banquet." Zhu Yan didn't insist anymore.

She can say without shame that she doesn't care about that.

But for a man, it may be more than just a wedding table.

Poverty is not terrible, what is terrible is that he will not be able to integrate into the social circle around him for the rest of his life.

If the money is gone, she can make it again, anyway, she has something to worry about now.

It will not be reduced to the point of sitting on a mountain and eating nothing.

"When are you going to do it?" Zhu Yan asked, "You don't need to invite the master chef, I can come to cook, let's rent a few tables and stools, invite some of the family and the neighbors who get along well in the village, try to control People at two tables."

Qin Huai: "It's the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month. On that day, every household has to keep people guarding the stove. Not many people will come to eat wine, which just happens to save us."

"..."

Zhu Yan silently gave a thumbs up in her heart.

This man is too thief!

"Ayan, I will take care of everything about the wedding banquet. The master will definitely invite you. You are my bride. How can I let you go to the stove? Just sit in the boudoir and take care of your beauty."

At the end, the man added: "My Ayan is the most beautiful bride in the world."

There were still a few days before the wedding, Qin Huai took the initiative to take care of everything, and Zhu Yan also had a leisurely time. The next day, he peeled off all the winter bamboo shoots at home and blanched them in warm water.

For the pork left over from the night before, scald the pigskin with boiling water, scrape off the remaining hair, and wash it again with warm water.

After processing the pig hair, Zhu Yan cut the fresh meat into thumb-sized pieces, blanched the meat twice, until no more blood froth floated up, and then scooped up the clean water.

The pork needs to be fried until the oil comes out and then poured in soy sauce to color it easily. Zhu Yan put some spices into the pot, and soon the aroma permeated the kitchen, attracting Mrs. Qin who was basking outside in the sun.

"Girl, why is the meat you cook so delicious?" Mrs. Qin asked, choking on her saliva.

"If Auntie likes it, eat a few more pieces later."

Knowing that people in the Qin family don't like sweets, Zhu Yan deliberately cooked salty ones, caring about Mrs. Qin's teeth, and the meat was also stewed very badly. Finally, she threw the blanched winter bamboo shoots into the meat pot and stewed them together.

As soon as the dishes were served, Qin Huai just returned from school with his two children.

"Aniang, is this the winter... bamboo shoot we dug yesterday?"

Xiaoxiao took a piece of winter bamboo shoots and put it in his mouth. The strange taste was crunchy with a bit of bitterness, but it was not bad.

"Delicious, Auntie, these winter bamboo shoots are delicious dipped in broth, and they are also delicious when fried." Yaoyao gave his Aunt a thumbs up while eating.

Qin Huai put a few pieces of meat and some winter bamboo shoots in the old lady Qin's bowl. Seeing that the two children were eating well, the old lady Qin also put a piece of winter bamboo shoots in her mouth.

According to Xiaoxiao, they dug this thing up from the bamboo forest yesterday. She was skeptical like them at first, but now it seems that the taste is really good.