another world husband

"Maybe it's because I made him angry when I was on the mountain." Yang Lin recalled the scene of Mo Shi delivering the goods on the mountain, and thought that Mo Shi might still be angry because he went to save him on his own initiative.

When Aunt Hu heard Yang Lin say this, she thought it was right. The two of them were so nice, how could Mo Shi have such a straight face when he came back.

"Let me tell you, the quarrel between the young couple is at the head of the bed, and at the end of the bed. If you really have any conflicts, you can take the initiative to apologize to Mo Shi and just coax them."

Aunt Hu, as a person who has experienced it, comforted Yang Lin while sharpening her knife, and used practical actions to make Yang Lin take the initiative.

She had heard from Yang Cheng that the young couple had slept together a long time ago, so they should be even more tired after they quarreled.

Yang Lin's face turned red, what do you mean by arguing at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed? He and Mo Shi haven't developed to that point yet...

However, what Niang said was true. If she didn't take the initiative, how could she calm down Mo Shi? After all, she was the one who made him unhappy.

Looking at Mo Shi's busy background, Yang Lin took a deep breath.

"Mom, let's cook the beef later. I cook it deliciously. Then let Dad make two pots of wine?"

Food is good only when there is wine and meat. Mo Shi has never had a drink here, so if you give him a taste today, you can also take the opportunity to drink to strengthen your courage.

Let me take this opportunity to apologize to Mo Shi.

Aunt Hu suddenly remembered the tiger whip medicinal wine that she brewed some time ago, and it happened to be some time, so she took it out to cheer everyone up tonight.

"Dacheng, go get the pot of wine I brewed, and let Linzi and Shitou taste it tonight." Aunt Hu winked at Yang Cheng, and Yang Cheng understood instantly.

"I have wine at home and go out to buy something. I really don't have enough spare money to waste. The wine made by your mother is much better than the wine sold outside." Yang Cheng muttered, then took out a jar of wine from the house, and patted it with emotion. Shoot the mouth of the altar.

Yang Lin was puzzled: "Father, what kind of wine is this?"

"Secret, you kid, don't ask too many questions, just drink." Yang Cheng shook his head, and refused to tell Yang Lin what kind of wine it was, which made Yang Lin's heart itch.

Aunt Hu finally polished the pig-killing knife to a smooth finish. Seeing that Yang Lin was curious about the wine, she dragged Yang Lin to kill the pig: "The wine is in your father's hands, and you will drink it sooner or later. Why do you care about this?" , let’s kill the cow.”

Yang Lin was helpless, although he was curious in his heart, he had to suppress this curiosity, and walked into his and Mo Shi's home with Aunt Hu.

In the yard, Mo Shi had brought water to wash the cow's body clean, so as to ensure that the cow's blood would not be splashed with any impurities later.

"Stone, you have to help tie up the cow's limbs, and you have to hold it firmly so that it doesn't move around." Aunt Hu directed Mo Shi from the side.

With a low face, Mo Shitou followed suit, and there was an aura of not getting close to strangers all over his body.

Seeing Mo Shi's completely different state from usual, Aunt Hu felt a little thumped in her heart, fearing that something wrong with Yang Lin made Mo Shi very unhappy.

Aunt Hu glared at Yang Lin again, and signaled Yang Lin with her eyes not to stay where she was, but to come over to help, or to lend a hand.

Yang Lin had no choice but to get close to Mo Shi and help Mo Shi tie up the cow's limbs. He felt the "frozen man" aura emanating from Mo Shi's body, but he didn't feel anything.

Maybe it's because he has a dark ability.

"I'll help you." Yang Lin greeted affectionately.

"Yeah." Mo Shi replied indifferently as before, without any expression on his face.

No matter how happily a cow dances, it is still as obedient as a docile lamb in Mo Shi's hands, without any resistance.

In less than a moment, the cow was bound firmly.

"I'm going to stab it in the throat now, you have to hold it down, don't let it run away in pain." Aunt Hu gestured twice at the cow with a butcher's knife, and then instructed Yang Lin Moshi.

"Moo~"

Mo Shi didn't make a sound, and pressed down on the cow's body with his own actions. The cow felt a dull pain in his body, screamed, and wanted to kick his legs, but found sadly that his limbs had been tied up and couldn't break free at all.

"That's right, that's the benefit of being strong."

Aunt Hu nodded in satisfaction, and felt relieved seeing Mo Shi pressing so tightly. A butcher's knife was neatly inserted into the cow's throat.

Yang Lin sent the stone jar quickly with his eyes and hands. It was a bit difficult, but fortunately the cow's blood was not wasted.

Niu struggled even more in pain, but Naihe felt like a heavy boulder was pressing on him, and he couldn't move no matter what.

After the whole body of the cow twitched a few times, the blood in the veins was finally drained, and the life of the cow was lost.

After the cow died, Mrs. Hu untied the limbs of the cow, ripped open the belly, peeled the skin and chopped the meat, and performed a series of actions called a wish of the stars.

It looks professional.

"Your mother's knife skills are very good." Mo Shi watched from the side, and couldn't help admiring, this knife must not be bad for cutting people.

"Ah?" Yang Lin opened his mouth in surprise, he couldn't figure out why Mo Shi suddenly asked about his mother's knife skills.

After thinking about it, I began to tell the truth: "My natal family is also my maternal family. I used to butcher pigs. Later, the four countries outside were fighting everywhere, so I took my mother and fled to the mountains. At that time, the villagers refused to accept my grandfather's family. , they have been living outside the village, but fortunately, my grandfather has a good handicraft, and he can live in the village by killing pigs and prey."

"Grandpa has a good skill of killing pigs, and he has no son under his knees, so he has to pass this skill on to my mother."

"Oh." Mo Shi is not interested in these old things.

He just lamented Mrs. Hu's skill in holding a knife just now, and didn't mean to inquire about the privacy of their family.

The atmosphere became awkward again.

Yang Lin wanted to say something to break the embarrassing atmosphere, his eyes rolled around, and finally he focused on the cow: "What do you want to eat at night, stewed or sauced?"

"It's all right."

Mo Shi folded his hands on his chest, watched Aunt Hu decompose the knife skills of the cow, and secretly learned, but he didn't listen to what Yang Lin said. He didn't ask much, as long as he could eat.

Yang Lin was discouraged, and said with some frustration: "Then I'll make a portion of everything, and if you think it's delicious, we'll make it more often."

"En." Mo Shi responded coldly.

Hearing Mo Shi's response, Yang Lin happily ran to Aunt Hu, picked up two pieces of freshly cut beef, blinked his bright eyes at Mo Shi, and went into the kitchen, preparing to show off his skills tonight. cooking.

It must surprise Mo Shi, it is so delicious that his tongue can swallow it.

In the kitchen, Zhang Cuicui is busy in full swing. She wants to prepare a dozen tables of banquets for Mo Shi tomorrow, and now she has to prepare all the things needed for tomorrow.

Yang Shu went to another house to borrow tables, chairs and benches, as well as pots and pans, and she was busy cooking dishes in the kitchen, and tidying up the kitchen.

"Sister-in-law, I'm here to cook tonight. You've been tired all day, so take a break." Yang Lin looked at the busy Zhang Cuicui preparing to make dinner, and called Zhang Cuicui aside, ready to go to battle by himself.

Zhang Cuicui raised her eyebrows, it wasn't that she refused to abdicate, but that Yang Lin would do it?Zhang Cuicui has never eaten Yang Lin's dishes, and she doesn't know if Yang Lin can cook them, and what if she messes up.

Look at the good beef in Yang Lin's hands. If it is ruined, everyone will feel distressed.

Yang Lin watched Zhang Cuicui refusing to move, knowing that Zhang Cuicui was worried that he would not be able to cook, so he smiled slightly: "Don't worry, sister-in-law, my cooking skills are not bad. If you are worried, you can also observe in the kitchen. If there is anything wrong, you can stop it at any time."

Zhang Cuicui had no choice but to follow Yang Lin's wishes.

Yang Lin had a kitchen knife in one hand and the meat in the other. When the knife touched the cutting board, there was a "da da da" sound. Seeing that each piece of beef was sliced ​​evenly and thinly, Zhang Cuicui knew that Yang Lin had a hand, so she felt relieved.

"Let me help you light the fire. You just need to be in charge of the stove." Zhang Cuicui stood aside and watched Yang Lin work, feeling that something was wrong, and she had to do something.

Just seeing that Yang Lin was busy with the stove and taking care of the fire at the same time, he proposed to start the fire himself.

"It's good to have sister-in-law's help. Now, please help me to lower the fire. The fire is too hot now, and the beef is easy to stir-fry." Yang Lin felt the heat in the pot. If it tastes good, it will be fried

The beef after frying with firewood is not chewy, not to mention hard to bite, it is easy to grit the teeth, and it is not easy to digest after eating.

When Zhang Cuicui heard this, she took a fire stick and pressed down the firewood in the stove. The fire immediately went down and turned into a small fire.

When Yang Lin saw that it was almost done, he put in the oil. After the oil temperature rose, he immediately put in the beef without delay. Soon, the aroma of the beef was fried by Yang Lin, and it wafted all over the room.

"Uncle's good craftsmanship." Zhang Cuicui praised sincerely. She could guess that Yang Lin's craftsmanship must be quite high just by the smell. , is also comparable.

Yang Lin just smiled and didn't speak when he heard the words.

But it was hard for Yang Cheng's neighbors. They all knew that Yang Cheng's family cooked meat every day these days, and occasionally they could smell a little bit of meat, so they could bear it anyway.

Today, when I smelled the fragrance of Yang Lin cooking, my saliva almost lingered, but it happened when everyone was about to eat. Every family was close to each other, and there was no way to hide. A group of dishes, I just feel that I can't eat it.

Yang Lin didn't know how much trouble he had caused other people's families, so he kept cooking on the sidelines until night fell.

"Let's have dinner."

Following Yang Lin's yell, people from all over the house rushed to the dinner table and sat down obediently. Today, the family killed a cow, and the dinner table must have beef. In addition, Yang Lin's craftsmanship is so good that he can't treat anyone badly. Treating your stomach badly is not.

Yang Lin and Zhang Cuicui arranged the dishes, and the table was full of dishes related to beef: braised beef in brown sauce, beef balls, stewed beef, sauced beef, beef stir-fried with vegetables, and beef wild vegetable soup.

Each portion is served in a big pot, the meat looks plentiful and the table is filled with several dishes, which looks extraordinarily festive.

Yang Cheng took out the jar of Tiger Whip wine and poured only one bowl for Yang Lin and Mo Shi. Sang Qingqing saw it and muttered: "Why only pour it for them two, I want to drink too."

Aunt Hu patted Sang Qingqing's little hand to calm her down, and said nonsense solemnly: "This kind of wine can only be drunk by men, you can't drink it, next time I will give you the fruit wine I brewed, it will be delicious. "

Sang Qingqing didn't believe Aunt Hu's nonsense in her heart, but when the smell of wine came out, and when she kissed her little nose, she felt an unusual smell in the air, so she didn't say anything.

The author has something to say:

Hmm...it makes you cold, I'll drink and cry later...