Chongxi's little husband is very "soft and cute"

Qin Muyan's footsteps stopped abruptly, and Lu Yunchen was so pulled that he almost bumped into him.

He touched his nose and followed the sound to look behind him.

I saw a woman wearing a black dress that was washed white and dry, her hair was pulled up casually, a bamboo vegetable basket was slung between her elbows, her mouth was curled up, and she was looking this way.

"Ayan, do you know her?" Lu Yunchen looked at Qin Muyan, who had an obviously grim expression, and asked in a warm voice.

Qin Muyan pursed his lips, but before he could speak, the woman began to tease in a strange way.

"Know him? I'm his old lady, why don't I know him? I'm afraid I'm thinking about his tuberculosis father."

Lu Yunchen showed displeasure on his face, regardless of the identity of this woman, just this harsh remark made people feel unhappy after hearing it.

"This lady..."

"Old lady? What kind of old lady are you? It's just that unscrupulous thing that was carried into the door to warm the bed, and is worthy of mentioning my little daddy?" Qin Muyan interrupted Lu Yunchen, and the hand holding his sleeve was clenched white. It turned out that he was desperately enduring.

Lu Yunxiu didn't expect that this bastard would disrespect her like this in front of outsiders, so she immediately pulled her face down.

"Yo, it's really different now that I'm married. How dare you talk to me like that in the past, but now you dare to refute me. You little heartless person. When you return home, you don't see anyone. You call me!" I passed by the door of the house, and I didn’t go to see your father, and respected his old man.”

"Joke, my little father was buried on the back mountain. Where did I get my father? He jumped out of the cracks in the rock?" Qin Muyan sarcastically said that he had already severed the father-son relationship with Qin Liang when he got married, and Lu Yunxiu wanted to use Qin Liang to control herself .

"You...you are so disrespectful, you actually arranged for your own father like this, no wonder your father always said that you are hard-fated, and you are a broom star of Keda Keniang. Smash it in your hands." Lu Yunxiu pointed at Qin Muyan, swearing nonsense.

Lu Yunchen covered Qin Muyan's ears and looked at Lu Yunxiu coldly.

Lu Yunxiu suddenly trembled from the coldness in his eyes, looked him up and down, and saw that although this man was dressed in simple and plain clothes, his aura was different from those simple and stupid peasants.

Her complexion changed, and she immediately said flatteringly with a smile all over her face, "This must be my uncle..."

"Wait, auntie, you can eat food indiscriminately, and people can't bark indiscriminately. Who is your uncle? Ah Yan and I just went to the back mountain to pay homage to the father-in-law. I don't know where you came from, and who are you climbing here with?" Relatives?" Lu Yunchen suppressed the coldness in his eyes, and casually sneered.

Lu Yunxiu's smile froze on her face, she had a hot face with a cold butt, good guy, people don't recognize this kind of relative.

"Also, auntie, although I don't know who you are, it's okay. I don't care about unrelated people. It's just that Ah Yan is my heart and soul in the palm of my hand. Naturally, I can't tolerate others talking about it. Let me listen to you again." To say something unpleasant..." Although Lu Yunchen smiled, it made people's backs creepy for no reason, he paused.

"If you let me hear half a sentence about Ah Yan from your mouth, I will break your teeth one by one."

Qin Muyan's ears were tightly covered, so he couldn't hear what Lu Yunchen said clearly, but saw Lu Yunxiu's complexion was pale, she suddenly fell to the ground, panting heavily, and her eyes were full of fear.

Lu Yunchen grabbed his hand with his backhand, and pulled him past Lu Yunxiu without changing his expression. The two of them clasped their hands, their fingers intertwined, their palms were full of sweat, but neither of them wanted to let go first.

......

"Hey... this is the scalloped apple?" Lu Yunchen had to go through a section of mountain road on the way back. Along the way, Lu Yunchen picked up the bushes up to his waist, and accidentally found the scalloped apple clinging to the bush.

"Isn't it Mulian?" Qin Muyan tilted his head and looked at it, disapprovingly said, this thing is everywhere in the village, no one cares about it, only Dr. Li occasionally picks it as medicinal materials.

"This is a good thing!" Lu Yunchen's eyes lit up, he took off the back basket, put it on the side of the road, bent over and squatted down, picked off the scallops one by one, and threw them into the back basket.

Although Qin Muyan didn't know what he was going to do, he helped pick a lot.

"It needs to be small in size and dark in color. It's fine if you pinch it hard, but not soft..." Lu Yunchen pointed out seeing him flustered.

"What can this thing be used for? When we were young, we would just break it open and eat the fruit inside." Qin Muyan compared the scallops he had picked, and threw out those that did not meet the requirements in the basket.

"Make jelly." Lu Yunchen picked one up and split it from the middle, revealing the yellow seeds, "Look, collect these seeds, dry them, wrap them in gauze, rub them repeatedly in water, and you can get jelly It's jelly."

It was jelly and jelly, Qin Muyan couldn't understand it very well, so he just picked some according to his instructions.

Lu Yunchen gathered up the plucked scallops, put them on the basket, and naturally took his hand.

"Go home, and when the weather clears, I'll make jelly for you."

The dense raindrops fell, and the two just entered the house.

The rain was coming fiercely, hitting the eaves with a rattling sound, splashing a layer of white mist like smoke, which continued endlessly.

Lu Yunchen covered the small cart outside the courtyard with an oilcloth. There was still some time before dinner. He stood under the eaves, looked at the hills and woods not far away, and muttered to himself, "Today, make a pot of hot tea, move a reclining chair, sit under the eaves, shake the cattail fan and listen to the sound of rain, not to mention how comfortable it is."

Qin Muyan was sitting on a chair, picking up the scallops, and said,

"If you like it, I will ask Brother Chen Yan to make one for us tomorrow. The low stool he made for our family last time is very strong."

Our family?Lu Yunchen smiled, recalling the way back, Qin Muyan clasped hands with himself, lowered his eyebrows and nodded, blushing and shy as he followed behind, and couldn't hide his smile.

Qin Muyan looked at him in a daze, not knowing what he said was wrong, which caused the man to smile like this, and stared at him blankly, his curly eyelashes flickering and flickering slightly.

"Ahem..." Lu Yunchen suppressed his smile, coughed twice, pretending to be serious, "Ayan, what do you want to eat tonight?"

Qin Muyan held his head with his hands, thought for a while,

“Want to eat meat...”

Holding an oil-paper umbrella, Lu Yunchen ran to Zhang Butcher's house in the village.

Butcher Zhang's family was poor in his early years, and he had to drop out of school after only knowing a few words. Later, by chance, he learned some skills of killing pigs and cattle from a teacher, and became a butcher in the village. Although Nian had saved some money, he lost the motivation to study at the beginning. Since then, he has always regretted that he has always looked up to scholars like Lu Yunchen.

I heard that he was going to make sauced pork knuckle, so I specially picked a piece of front knuckle with thick skin and soft tendons, and the price was quite affordable.

The pork knuckles bought from Zhang Butcher’s house, Lu Yunchen skewered them with bamboo chopsticks, and passed them in circles on the fire to burn off the floating hairs. The roasted pork knuckles tasted more resilient, and when stewed for a while, Also not easy to rot.

"Do you need me to help make a fire?" A furry head poked out of the window of the kitchen, Qin Muyan held the window frame with both hands, his eyes were hanging on his elbows.

"Have you dug out all the seeds of the succulents?" Lu Yunchen asked abruptly after soaking the roasted golden-brown pork knuckle in cold water.

Qin Muyan pursed his lips, and said in a soft voice, "Not yet...there are too many magnolia fruits, and it hurts my hands when digging." He frowned and stretched out his two "claws" to him before.

"Really?" Lu Yunchen sized up his eyes in a decent manner. This guy has been raised by himself for a while, and the thin calluses on his hands from doing farm work in the past have gradually faded away, revealing the tender and white palms. A thin layer of crimson.

"Crack..." He tapped lightly with the tip of his chopsticks, and Qin Muyan withdrew his hand like a frightened rabbit, his eyes widened in disbelief, full of shock and condemnation.

"Hurry up and start a fire, do you want to eat pork belly?"

Qin Muyan snorted softly, pursed his lips, stepped into the kitchen, took out the low stool, and sat on the stove to add firewood as usual.

Lu Yunchen made a cut on the bone of the elbow and threw it into boiling water to scald it. Taking advantage of this time, he prepared all the seasonings.

After blanching, the skin of the pork knuckle is slightly whitish and slightly pink.

He reheated the pan and heated the oil, put chopped green onion into the frying pan, and with a "chi la", the rich fragrance of green onion floated up with a thin white mist, overflowing wantonly.

Lu Yunchen scooped up a spoonful of water and poured it into it, added pork knuckle, wrapped aniseed, cardamom, fennel and other seasonings in gauze, and put them all into the pot.

"Ah Yan, turn up the fire a bit more"

Qin Muyan listened to the instructions, put a lot of firewood on the stove, and fanned it with a cattail fan. The hot tongue of fire rolled the bottom of the pot, and after a while, the water in the pot boiled.

Lu Yunchen skimmed off the foam and simmered for about an hour. The pork knuckle was boiled until it was rotten, and it was separated from the elbow bone with a light clamp. He poured out the stove fire and put the pork knuckle into a plate.

Qin Muyan had already seen through the "autumn water", and followed the sauced elbow all the way to the table. The tender oil was shining, and the thick and sticky sauce-red soup was slightly shaking on the explosively smooth elbow meat, and the strong meat flavor stirred to his mouth.

"Try and see how it tastes?" Lu Yunchen handed over the chopsticks.

Qin Muyan couldn't wait to peel off the shiny golden skin, revealing the ruddy and thick elbow meat inside. This pork elbow is moderately fat, fat but not greasy, thin but not sticky, it melts when you sip it in the mouth, leaving a fragrance between your teeth, even on your lips, All stained with sticky gravy.

Lu Yunchen baked some thin white flour pancakes, cut a hole in the middle of the pancakes, stuffed them with emerald green cucumber slices, filled them with fat and tender pork knuckles, and handed them to Qin Muyan.

The salty and fragrant soup of the sauced elbow was soaked thoroughly. Qin Muyan bit it down, and the mellowness overflowed in his mouth instantly. The refreshing cucumber relieved the greasy meat of the elbow meat well. This picture of a greedy cat can't help but be funny.

"Burp" Qin Muyan hiccupped the last bite of pancakes, heaved a sigh of relief, he was full!

Lu Yunchen couldn't eat greasy food, so he put down the chopsticks after tasting two pieces. Seeing that he wiped his mouth clean, he got up and folded the bowls and chopsticks.

"Are you full?"

"Yeah!" Qin Muyan nodded heavily, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

"Have you rested yet?"

"Yeah!" He groaned with his head buried in his mouth, which made him iron all over his body.

"Does your hand still hurt?"

"Huh?" Wait a minute, Qin Muyan was about to nod subconsciously, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.