Ugly man is hard to marry

The pancakes were served on the side, Fang Yunxuan tore the washed mushrooms into pieces, put them into cold water to boil, rolled them a few times, took out a large piece of firewood, put some unburnt charcoal into the stove, and simmered over a slow fire Soup.The wild mushrooms in the mountains are delicious, and the soup is delicious without adding too many seasonings.

The soup was simmering over there, and the big stove was cleaned here, and the boiling water was boiled again. Fang Yunxuan chopped off the heads and stems of the purslane, picked only the youngest leaves and put them in the boiling water to blanch until cooked, then took them out and added sugar and salt. , After adjusting the mouth, boil the cooked oil, sprinkle some sesame seeds, wait for the soup to be cooked, and this breakfast will be done.

Mrs. Ma was dumbfounded.He stared at Fang Yunxuan as if he had seen a ghost.

I have never seen the ugly young master cook before. The two of the Fang family don't even enter the kitchen. They don't know where the pot is or where the bowl is. .

What's wrong with the ugly young master today, the work in the kitchen is easier than this woman.Speaking of this soup, Mrs. Ma was far away, and she smelled a clear and light taste, not strong, but sweet and sweet, which made the mouth water, and she wanted to rush to grab a bowl to taste it.

And the pancakes made with wild vegetables and weeds.Mrs. Ma came from a poor family, and she used wild vegetables to rescue her in times of famine.But they were all chopped up and steamed in water, and mixed noodles were added to make vegetable dumplings. I have never seen such a meticulous method.The delicate workmanship is more sophisticated than ordinary vegetables.

Mrs. Ma has been working in the kitchen for 30 to [-] years, but she doesn't have Fang Yunxuan's skill, how can she not be surprised.

Mrs. Ma was in a daze at the door of the kitchen, and Shumo served Feng Qinglian after breakfast, packed up and sent them back to the kitchen, seeing Mrs. Ma's silly face, she got angry and shouted: "Excuse me!" With a shoulder, Almost made Mrs. Ma a somersault.

The fire in the morning hadn't died down yet, and at this moment Shumo came to provoke him again, Mrs. Ma stabilized her body and pointed at Shumo and began to scold, what fathers, mothers, fathers, fathers, and eighteen generations of ancestors.

Shumo gritted his teeth with hatred, and as soon as he entered the kitchen and saw Fang Yunxuan inside, the two fires merged together, and he sarcastically said in a strange voice: "I don't know who it is. It turns out to be the ugly young master! Don't you often say The gentleman stays away from the kitchen, why? The gentleman is too hungry and sometimes comes to the kitchen to steal food?" While talking, he smashed the bowls and chopsticks in front of Fang Yunxuan.

Fang Yunxuan didn't want to quarrel, he still had a lot of things to do, and he was arguing, so it's better to do something serious and settle the food and clothing.

He didn't answer the conversation at the moment, he took out the soup, put it on a red lacquered tray, and brought it back to the side room together with the other two.

Shumo glanced at the food on the tray, feeling a little weird in his heart.Mrs. Ma's cooking is heavy with oil, and the ones on Fang Yunxuan's tray look light and refreshing, with green wild vegetables and yellow pancakes, plus a bowl of fragrant and translucent mushroom soup.Straightforward glutton.

Fang Yunxuan left, but Mrs. Ma was still yelling and cursing. Shumo gouged her out and shouted, "Are you finished? Young Mistress has already said that the meals for the master and the young master should be simplified, two porridge a day, plus a steamed bun. It's all settled. Now you dare to cook for the ugly young master yourself? See if I don't tell the young mistress to go, let her beat you hard."

When Mrs. Ma heard this, she jumped up, "Who did you see that I did it? The ugly young master did it himself!"

Shumo was also puzzled in his heart, and he chuckled when he heard this, "Who are you coaxing? The ugly young master did it? I'd rather believe what you said fell from the sky."

Shumo's eyes rolled and turned, and when he had an idea in his mind, he stopped entangled with Mrs. Ma, and went into the main room like a breeze, looking for Feng Qinglian.

The house Feng Qinglian lived in was the new house that she and Chouer used when they passed the door. It was divided into three rooms inside and outside by white powder walls and blue walls and tiles.

Shumo ran in a hurry, before entering the bedroom, he shouted: "Young Mistress!"

A soft reprimand came from the bedroom, "What are you doing?" It wasn't Feng Qinglian who spoke, but a man's voice.

Shumo paused, his silver teeth biting his red lips, his heart felt as if someone had pinched him, it was sore and painful, he twisted the corner of his clothes and bit his teeth for a long time before answering: "Master Pan, Shumo has something to say to Young Mistress .”

After waiting for a while, the room said, "Come in."

Shumo suppressed the jealousy in his heart, put on a smiling face, and then stepped into the room.

Feng Qinglian sat in front of the dowry, facing the bronze mirror, combing her hair with a silver comb.Next to her was a pedestal bed with only half of the red silk curtains hanging on it. Pan Zihan was lying on the bed sideways, resting his cheek on one hand, and while Feng Qinglian had his back turned to him, he winked at Shumo.

Shumo's face flushed, and his chest was pounding.Seeing her silent for a long time, Feng Qinglian asked, "Just tell me if you have anything to say. You came here in a hurry, what's wrong?"

Shu Mo looked away from Pan Zihan, and said to Feng Qinglian in a low voice: "Young Mistress, Master Ugly, something has been wrong these two days."

Feng Qinglian couldn't see her sneaky look, and shouted: "Speak up! Are you a thief?"

Shumo hurriedly took a step back, raised his voice, and said, "The servant girl thinks that the ugly young master has suddenly become smart. Today, he was still chatting with Mrs. Ma, who is in charge of the kitchen, and I don't know what to exchange for three dishes and one soup. What to say Mrs. Ma also has shallow eyelids, and the young mistress usually rewards her a lot, so how can I let the ugly young master buy it with a little favor."

Shumo didn't see Fang Yunxuan cooking, and she was skeptical of what Mrs. Ma said, and with the leisure energy she had accumulated in the morning, she came up with such a method of framing.One is to sell a good son in front of Feng Qinglian, and the other is to borrow Feng Qinglian's hands to make a horse woman, killing two birds with one stone.

But after hearing what Shumo said, Feng Qinglian thought of something else.He turned around and asked, "Can you see what Fang Chou'er gave her?"

Shumo was dumbfounded when asked, she was just talking nonsense, so there was nothing there.With no expression on his face, he searched his stomach, and made up: "The servant can see clearly, it is a white jade accessory. There are quite long tassels hanging on it."

Pan Zihan sat up abruptly, clapped his hands and said, "Yes. I said that Fang Shihong couldn't possibly have no private house at all. He must have been hidden somewhere we don't know, and Fang Chou'er secretly took it out. It's about changing the dishes today."

Feng Qinglian also felt the same.Nodding his head, he said with a smile, "It's still Pan Yun's thoughtfulness, I was almost deceived by these two people." Standing up, he was about to order someone to come and search the side room.

Pan Zihan smiled, his peach blossom eyes were exactly like Brother Nan's, "How could we search for the things they hid. Fang Shihong moved to the side room, and I personally watched from the side. The things in his room were turned inside out. , how can there be any private house. He must have hidden this thing elsewhere. It must not be in the Fang family compound."

Feng Qinglian nodded in agreement, and then asked: "What does Pan Yun mean..."

Pan Zihan leaned close to Feng Qinglian's ear and said softly, "Send someone able to follow Fang Chou'er and see where he has been recently, so you can naturally know where they are hiding their private houses."

Feng Qinglian nodded again and again, smiling all over her face, and said, "That's it."

Not to mention how they negotiated, Fang Yunxuan fed Fang Shihong some soup in the side room, and fed him two pieces of soft pancakes.

Fang Shihong was seriously ill, and he was full after a few mouthfuls.Fang Yunxuan persuaded him to drink two mouthfuls of soup, and that was all.

While eating by himself, Fang Yunxuan confessed to Fang Shihong: "I'll go to the city later. Father is recuperating in bed. Don't be lazy. If someone makes a noise, don't bother him. We'll talk about it when I come back. "

Fang Shihong asked strangely: "What are you doing in the city?" They have no relatives here, no one who wants to find someone to make a decision, let alone seek relatives and friends.

Fang Yunxuan laughed and said, "There is no way for us father and son to go on like this. I want to go to the city to find a job and earn some money to support us. It would be even better if we can move out of here."

Fang Shihong's face darkened when he heard this, "You are not allowed to go! This is my house. If I move out, wouldn't it be cheaper for them? Besides, starving to death is a minor injustice and a serious matter. Even if I starve to death, my son will not be allowed to do handyman "Scholar, farmer, businessman, you have been studying since childhood, if it wasn't for your looks, you would have passed the exam. What can you do? Could it be that you still want to be a peddler? The Fang family can't afford to lose that face!"

Fang Yunxuan listened to his lesson silently, swallowed his last mouthful of food, and then asked: "Father forbids me to go, so why are we father and son just waiting to starve to death?"

Fang Shihong was taken aback for a moment, but still refused to admit defeat: "She dares! This is the Fang family, not the Feng family. She dares!"

Fang Yunxuan shook his head helplessly, "Father, do you know what you ate today? Where did these things come from?"

"This, isn't it just cornmeal pancakes? Although my father doesn't know the five grains, he can still taste the taste. The taste is slightly sandy, and the taste is a little sweet. What is it if it's not cornmeal?"

Before Fang Shihong finished speaking, Fang Yunxuan interjected, "That's weeds from the wild, and this vegetable is also purslane for cattle and horses."

Fang Shihong stared wide-eyed, looking at a few things on the low table, his face turned blue and white for a while, and finally his face was flushed red from the grievances he had suffered.

After a pause, Fang Yunxuan said: "Father, why bother to deceive yourself and others, we have to live on wild vegetables, so what face is there?"

Fang Shihong's eyes were red when he heard this, and his heart felt like a ball of tattered cotton, messy and uncomfortable, "It's all because of me, and it's all because of my father..."

Fang Shihong recalled that back then, Fang Chou'er didn't want to marry a wife. He said that he was ugly, and any girl from any family would feel wronged if he married him. It's better to live alone for the rest of his life, and don't harm others.If he had listened to Chou'er and hadn't forced him to marry Feng Qinglian back then, their father and son wouldn't have fallen to where they are today.