Rebirth: Farming Skillfully with a Mrs.

"What else? That's it."

Hearing Nian Xiaomi's question, Xiaoyong looked at Gu Yunfeng.

The other party also looked at him, and the two smiled at each other.

After doing the work, he walked into the hut like two "conjoined brothers".

Since moving to a courtyard, the relationship between the two has undergone subtle changes.

In the past when they were together, if they wanted to fart, they were both too embarrassed to fart in front of each other, and would always find a reason to run away, and then let it out secretly.

And now...

One squatted down to hold his papa, the other stood up to urinate, and said that today's shrimp was delicious, without feeling shy or embarrassed at all...

When you like someone, you are afraid of revealing your indecentness, such as belching and farting.

When the two get too familiar with each other, they will gradually not care about these details, and they will have no scruples about picking boogers, picking teeth, etc.

This may be the retreat of passion, and "love" has become "family affection"...

The Dragon Boat Festival has finally arrived.

Early in the morning, Yan Mo drove a donkey cart into the city to buy meat, and brought back two jars of wine.

Nian Xiaomi and the others were busy in the kitchen, the rice dumplings had already been put into the pot, and they should be cooked when the water boiled for a while.

The firepower of the four large pots is fully turned on, the old hen that I bought has been stewed, and the old rooster is braised in another pot.

When the zongzi was cooked, Sister Lanhua picked up one and praised, "The zongzi I smelled this year is the most fragrant, and the filling of this red bean paste is really fragrant and sweet."

"You can try the sauced meat later, it's even more delicious!" Nian Xiaomi said with a smile.

Although the staple food of the Dragon Boat Festival is zongzi, Nian Xiaomi still wants to make some other tricks.

He scooped up half a pot of glutinous rice, intending to let Yan Mo grind it into rice milk for him.

Yan Mo was chopping firewood in the courtyard, so he called Xiaoyong to help, there is not much glutinous rice, so donkeys are fine.

Xiaoyong pushed the mill, and Nian Xiaomi took the brush and swept the glutinous rice into the small hole.

He was humming something while pushing, and his whole body was in high spirits.

"What are you talking about?" Nian Xiaomi couldn't help asking.

Xiaoyong scratched his head in embarrassment, "Hey, Three Character Classic."

Nian Xiaomi was taken aback.

But soon it became clear...

Yan Shubai must have taught him this, so he laughed "sensually", making Xiaoyong blush with embarrassment...

"Haha, I won't tease you anymore. The second brother still says the same thing. Follow your heart and listen to your heart."

Nian Xiaomi smiled and moved the ground rice milk into the kitchen.

Yan Mo brought the firewood in, and said with a smile, "Daughter-in-law, are you tired from grinding? I'll make a cup of tea to cool you down."

Nian Xiaomi revealed her dimples: "Xiaoyong is the one who is pushing the millstone. I'm not tired, but you are sweating profusely."

After speaking, she took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, and Yan Mo also raised her sleeve to wipe him.

Sister Lanhua, who was preparing the dishes next to her, "retched", "I can't stand you two!"

Aunt Liu smiled and said, "If you have the ability, bring one back to your mother."

Sister Lanhua curled her lips: "There will be some soon, definitely no worse than Yan Mo!"

Nian Xiaomi pushed Yan Mo out of the kitchen and came to the stove.

Sister Lanhua came back to her senses, and Hanhan asked, "What are you doing with the cloth?"

"Filter out the impurities in the rice milk and steam it in a pot."

Sister Lanhua's eyes sparkled, and she asked in surprise, "You...are you planning to make glutinous rice cakes?"

Seeing his reaction, Nian Xiaomi was very puzzled. Is it strange to make glutinous rice cakes?

After Sister Lanhua's explanation, he realized that in the ancient countryside, making pastries was a luxury.

Often only rich people in the city will do it.

The yield of glutinous rice is not high, and it is absolutely reluctant to use it to make snacks.

Dessert is a delicacy in the eyes of farmers.

Hearing what he said, Nian Xiaomi's mind turned.

In his previous life, he loved making desserts the most. If this is the case, then he must open a dessert shop here in the future!

He thought of a name, so he called it "Barry Tiantian".

Wait for the impurities in the glutinous rice pulp to be filtered out, and put it on a steamer for steaming.

In order to enhance the taste, he also added some red bean paste to the rice milk.

Half an hour later, the sweetness of red beans mixed with the sweet and sour rice fragrance overflowed. Nian Xiaomi took out the rice cake, cut it into pieces, and wrapped the outer layer with a layer of cooked sesame.

The ingredients are simple, but the taste is extremely delicious.

Yan Mo and Yuhu were already attracted by the strange fragrance, and their mouths were about to flow down. They didn't care about burning their hands, so they grabbed one and put it in their mouths, "Hiss, so...delicious..."

Nian Xiaomi laughed, "You two greedy cats, don't burn your tongue off."

He brought glutinous rice cakes out of the courtyard and greeted him, "Everyone, don't be too busy, today is May Festival, take a break and have some dim sum!"

Gu Yunfeng walked out of the vegetable field and saw the glutinous rice cake, he couldn't help asking, "What is this?"

"Glutinous rice cake, you haven't even seen this one before?" Sister Lanhua, who was quick to speak, was surprised.

Gu Yunfeng shook his head.

So long, he has never been out of Sunset Village, and of course he has never seen dim sum in the city.

Nian Xiaomi picked up a piece and handed it to him, "Try it quickly, the zongzi is ready, once the dishes are ready, everyone will go inside to celebrate the festival!"

"En." Gu Yunfeng nodded, feeling the warmth of the big family.

Yan Mo and Yuhu didn't eat enough, so they picked up the two biggest ones and stuffed them into their mouths, almost choking on them.

Granny Qi made a serious face on purpose, "It's enough to eat a pad, there will be a lot of dishes later!"

Girls are different from boys, Niu Niu ate very delicately, she didn't finish a piece, and even broke some to feed the chicks.

Yuhu nodded obediently, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely, "Eat a few more... I won't eat it!"

Maybe the glutinous rice cake was so delicious that she couldn't stop eating it, so Grandma Qi had no choice but to take the bamboo plaque away.

"This glutinous rice is very hungry, and it will be troublesome if you eat too much food."

The kitchen was full of heat, the braised chicken was already simmering in the pot, and Nian Xiaomi was free to cook sweet and sour carp.

Grandma Qi and Aunt Liu cooked pan-fried tofu and ground three delicacies in separate pots and stoves.

Sister Lan Hua poked her head out from the kitchen and shouted to the people in the courtyard: "What are you still doing sitting there? The dishes are all cooked. Do you have the nerve to eat ready-made ones?"

Only then did the men get up in a hurry, those who moved the stools moved the stools, and those who took the bowls and chopsticks took the bowls and chopsticks.

In this meal, apart from a few hard dishes, Nian Xiaomi's zongzi was the most praiseworthy.

The fragrant zongzi leaves are peeled off, and the zongzi is golden yellow like chaff, which is the color of harvest.

The rice grains are lingering and embracing, and the taste is extremely sticky.

The particles are returned to the warehouse, the Dragon Boat Festival, the whole family is here, and it is fun.

Halfway through the meal, everyone stopped their chopsticks. I ate too much glutinous rice cakes and zongzi just now, and today's few greasy hard dishes really made people feel a little bored.

Nian Xiaomi slapped his head: "That's right! The kimchi I made in the old yard last time can be eaten! It's a good thing to relieve greasy."

After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves, took a small basin and walked to the altar in the courtyard.

When the lid of the altar was lifted, the sour aroma wafted away, which immediately increased people's appetite.

The kimchi is very fresh, including yellowed beans, green lettuce, red carrots and spicy cabbage, and of course Yan Mo's favorite sweet garlic.

In fact, the ancients also made pickled vegetables, but the method was not well mastered. Many of the pickled vegetables would be infested with worms.

Nian Xiaomi specially bought the deep-mouthed altar, and he knew how to seal it to prevent flies from entering everywhere.

The pickles pickled and brewed in this way are naturally clean.

He wiped the mouth of the altar with white wine every now and then, and put some mint leaves beside it, so that the flies would not dare to approach it.

After the meal, he said to Yan Mo: "Shopkeeper Xue will come early tomorrow. If I haven't woken up yet, you can buy some kimchi and let him sell it. It costs four cents a catty. It can't be cheaper, remember?"

Yan Mo scratched his head and couldn't help but said, "These are all homegrown vegetables, aren't they too expensive?"

Nian Xiaomi laughed, "What we sell here is not vegetables, but handicrafts! Don't worry, he won't think it's expensive."

Only then did Yan Mo nod his head, and then leaned forward with a playful smile.

"Daughter-in-law, shall we..."

Nian Xiaomi glanced at him, blushed a little and said, "I'm too tired these days, wait a little longer."

He hasn't played games with Yan Mo these days.

Tiredness is one aspect, but what's more important is that he suffers from unspeakable hemorrhoids.

Maybe too much chilli...

How did the ancients know what hemorrhoids are?Nian Xiaomi naturally couldn't explain it to them, if Yan Mo kissed her little butt and saw that lump of flesh, wouldn't it be embarrassing to death!

Nian Xiaomi also tried to use the "heart of nature" to treat it, but it could only relieve the pain, not the root cause.

Therefore, not only was he unable to play happily with Yan Mo, but he even suspended the "mutual baby bump" because he was afraid that it would further arouse Yan Mo's "beast desire".

Nian Xiaomi was indeed very tired during this period, moving house, wheat harvest, Dragon Boat Festival, one after another.

He is a person who can't pretend to be busy, often can't sleep in the middle of the night, thinking about trivial things.

He even got up suddenly and recorded what he was going to do the next day.

In his words, it was inspiration.

That night, the night was quiet and the moon and stars were few and far between.

Yan Mo leaned over and looked down at his half-opened eyes: "Daughter-in-law, you look tired."

"I haven't slept for a long time!" After speaking, he wiped the saliva off his face.

"I don't know why, I really want to sleep, but as soon as my head touches the quilt, I wake up immediately, my mind is like a movie, I can't fall asleep." Nian Xiaomi sighed.

"Then let me sing a little song to lull you to sleep."

"No, I don't want to have nightmares..."

"Uh...or else I'll teach you a trick!"

"What trick?"

"Close your eyes, I will count sheep for you, and you will fall asleep soon, this is what my mother taught me when I was a child." Yan Mo moved closer.

Nian Xiaomi was very surprised that the ancients also knew how to count sheep to hypnotize...

He nodded with a smile and closed his eyes.

In the darkness, Yan Mo was next to him, with endless heat pressing him.

His voice was very soft, as if floating from a distant heaven, making one feel in a trance.

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep...

Nian Xiaomi seemed to see the endless grassland, and the white flock of sheep emerged

One hundred and three sheep, one hundred and four sheep...

……

Yan Mo looked at Nian Xiaomi, and didn't stop until he fell asleep.

Looking at the cute little face, and the little body wearing only a vest, Yan Mo, who has been holding back for several days, can't help but throb, something is about to move...

Nian Xiaomi didn't realize that she had fallen asleep.

He suddenly felt that it was raining, and it was raining white sheep.

Something fell on the face, and it was hard to tell whether it was raindrops or sheep's slobber.

In a trance, he raised his hand to wipe, but he couldn't clean it no matter how much he wiped.

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There is actually a baby who guessed it was hemorrhoids, haha,

Congratulations to the three babies, I, Qi, and Duyan, who answered correctly!

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