My Qin Huairu in Siheyuan is not the White Lotus of the Golden Age

"Ding!"

"Congratulations, Master. Today's daily gift package was successfully opened. I received 10 jin of refined white flour and 100 grams of yeast powder."

Early in the morning, after Wang Zicheng woke up, he opened today's daily gift package, took out the white flour and yeast powder, and mixed them according to a specific proportion.

After kneading the dough, cover it with a layer of cloth and let it ferment. Then quickly light a fire and boil a pot of water.

Then prepare the steamer, clean it and use it at any time.

After an hour of busy work, Wang Zicheng used up all 10 kilograms of refined flour and made more than a hundred big, white and tender steamed buns.

It feels soft to the touch and tastes sweet.

The fragrance was so refreshing that I ate six in one go.

"Comfortable!"

After eating, Wang Zicheng breathed a long sigh of relief, then packed up the steamed buns and prepared to go back to his hometown to visit his father-in-law and mother-in-law.

Afterwards, Wang Zicheng prepared some vegetables and fruits and went out.

In recent years, most parts of the country have suffered from continued drought and poor farmland harvests. Although the disaster period has passed, the problem of food shortage has not been solved after all.

The father-in-law, mother-in-law, and Qin Jingru's parents were living relatively well, thanks to the secret help from someone Wang Zicheng asked.

Not to mention the countryside, even in the courtyard houses of the old city, most people could only eat cornmeal to fill their lunch boxes. It was rare to see white flour all year round.

After leaving the courtyard, Wang Zicheng went to Qinjia Village.

When they got closer, Wang Zicheng took out steamed buns and vegetables from his personal space and soon arrived at Qin Huairu's door.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Dad, Mom, it's me, Zicheng!"

When he arrived at the door, Wang Zicheng knocked and shouted. It was already deep winter, the mountains were blocked by heavy snow, and people were all at home, enduring the cold and hunger.

"coming!"

A gruff voice came from inside the room.

Soon, the door opened. When the father-in-law, Old Man Qin, saw Wang Zicheng, he was incredulous and said in surprise, "Zicheng, it's really you!"

"Come in, come in!"

"Mother of the child, the child is back!"

Old man Qin smiled and welcomed Wang Zicheng into the house. His mother-in-law also came out. After seeing Wang Zicheng, she hugged him excitedly and couldn't control herself.

"Zicheng, when did you come back? Where's Huairu?"

When Wang Zicheng left, he also wanted to take the elderly people with him.

But they were unwilling to leave the place where they were born and raised. As the old saying goes, there is no place better than your own doghouse. They didn't want to go anywhere else except here.

Wang Zicheng couldn't persuade him and had to give up.

After separating from his mother-in-law, Wang Zicheng put down the steamed buns and vegetables, and then took out a photo, which was a photo of him, Qin Huairu and his eldest son Wang Zhihu.

He smiled and said, "Dad, Mom, Huairu and Jingru are both in Hong Kong. They are busy with work and haven't come back yet. Look, this is your grandson, Wang Zihu!"

In the photo, Wang Zicheng's family of three were smiling happily. His father-in-law and mother-in-law looked at the three people in the photo and soon shed tears of happiness.

After a while, the steamed buns were heated up.

After dinner, Wang Zicheng went to the back mountain to get some game. If he bought some meat, the two elders would scold him again.

It’s not easy to make money these days, so save as much as you can.

After Wang Zicheng said something to the two elders, he disappeared into the vast snow-capped mountains amid their worried looks.

When he came back, he had two fat pheasants in his hands. In the evening, Wang Zicheng also called Qin Jingru's family over.

Qin Huairu is an only child, but Qin Jingru is not. He has two younger brothers.

The whole family gathered together and had a sumptuous dinner in a lively atmosphere. The aroma of meat floated over the entire Qinjia Village, lingering for a long time.

The next day, all the villagers in Qinjia Village knew that Old Man Qin's son-in-law had returned.

Moreover, he brought a lot of food, which made everyone in Qinjia Village jealous and envious.

In the following days, Wang Zicheng did not leave, but stayed here to spend more time with the elderly from both families.

That night, Wang Zicheng had just washed his feet and was about to enter his portable space to heal Li Changqing's injuries when he heard light footsteps outside.

He did not live with his father-in-law and mother-in-law, but cleaned up the house next door and lived there temporarily.

Listening to the footsteps outside, Wang Zicheng was a little puzzled: "Who would come here so late? Could it be Jingru's two younger brothers?"

Judging from the footsteps, there were two people, one in front and one behind.

When Wang Zicheng walked out, he saw a man and a woman walking in. He knew these two people. The woman was called Liang Ladi and the man was her father, Old Man Liang!

"What are they doing here so late?"

Old Man Liang knocked on the door and walked in. I don't know what he and Old Man Qin were talking about.

Wang Zicheng didn't care. He dried his feet and prepared to lie down on the bed. But at this moment, a man pushed open his door and walked in.

It’s Liang Ladi!

"Brother Zicheng, where is Sister Huairu? Why didn't she come back with you?"

Wang Zicheng smiled and said, "Oh, your sister Huairu is busy and didn't come back with me this time."

While speaking, Wang Zicheng looked at Liang Ladi a few times without leaving any trace.

She is the same as Qin Huairu ten years ago, with a plump and well-proportioned figure and a charming appearance.

Clear and bright pupils, curved eyebrows, long eyelashes trembling slightly, pale and flawless skin revealing a touch of pink, thin lips like rose petals.

Wang Zicheng and Liang Ladi both responded with smiles.

The room was a little cold. After Wang Zicheng asked Liang Ladi to sit down, he poured her a bowl of boiled water and said, "Sister, I see Uncle Liang is here too. Is there anything going on so late?"

Liang Ladi didn't say anything, but just greeted Wang Zicheng and talked about family matters, and even joked with Wang Zicheng.

As he was laughing, Wang Zicheng suddenly stopped laughing and just kept looking at me, Liang Ladi, quietly.

As she was laughing, she noticed Wang Zicheng's sad eyes and asked embarrassedly, "Brother Zicheng, is there something on my face that makes you look at me like that?"

Wang Zicheng said: "You look really good when you smile, really."

For a moment, Ladi was stunned. This was the compliment that impressed her the most.