The Pastoral Chronicle of Rebirth in Another World

Naturally, An Yafei didn't need An Yafei to do such trivial things as digging bamboo shoots. Lu Hanqing, a martial arts master, had already done it for him, and his speed was almost as fast as riding a rocket.

In An Yafei's words, when the soil was flying, the bamboo shoots fell to the ground like hailstones, making a clattering sound.

"Ouch." With a cry of pain, An Yafei rubbed his arm, "Are you sure you are helping?"

With an apologetic face, Lu Hanqing stretched out her hand to gently rub his arm, "I wanted to show off in front of Fei'er, but I didn't expect that the more I help, the more helpful I am."

The corner of An Yafei's mouth twitched. In fact, when you speak, don't smile on your face. I will definitely feel that what you say is true.

Mustache, this man definitely did it on purpose.Could it be that he had doubts about him?

Fuck, how can this work, he doesn't want to be burned to death as a monster.To live is the truth.

So, "It's okay, Brother Qing has done a good job." Especially duplicity.I feel sick.

Lu Hanqing held An Yafei's hand with a look of nostalgia, and said softly and affectionately, "Fei'er called me Brother Qing again."

An Yafei wept silently, and the labor and management didn't want to cry at all.

"Is Fei'er going to cook in person tonight?" Looking at the vegetables and bamboo shoots in the basket, Lu Hanqing remembered the dishes he ate the night before. The taste was really good, even better than his fat cook.

An Yafei nodded, and glanced at the smiling person, hum, the dish the night before yesterday was a mistake, it will definitely make you eat it once tonight and dare not think about the second time.

Thinking of this, An Yafei's mood improved instantly, and he didn't worry about whether this person was doubting his own affairs. As long as he didn't question him for a day, he would be safe.

The most important thing now is how to prevent this person from running around him all the time. I didn't see this person coming over in the two days when I just woke up.

In the kitchen, Li Yaluo was lighting the fire in front of the stove, while An Yafei was chopping vegetables at the counter.

Due to the limited conditions at home, the dishes are also very ordinary, only a meat dish, bamboo shoots and bacon.The rest are common dishes from the farm.

There was very little bacon, so it was very precious. An Yafei never thought of tampering with this dish.

Sweet potato vines are crispy and tender, and many people look down on them, but in the countryside, this is a very delicious dish, a little oil, moderate salt, and a little pepper, the taste of this dish is very suitable for dinner up.

Looking at the vegetables in the pot, An Yafei shook his hands, the expected salt was just right.

Nima, this disturbing instinct.

This is the tragedy of someone who has spent years in the kitchen as a master chef. Sad indeed.I silently praised myself in my heart.An Yafei continued to use the sabotage plan on the next dish.

It's just that for people who are always in the kitchen, some things really go deep into their bones.For a dish, what kind of seasoning should be put and how much should be added to be delicious, and some dishes can be prepared without even looking at them.

An Yafei's family runs a hotel, and the business is spread all over major cities in country Z.

For children who have been soaking in the kitchen since childhood, this kind of thing of making a plate of delicious dishes is really as simple as eating and drinking.

An Yafei looked at the several dishes of farm dishes that were delicious in color and flavor, and was considering whether to put some salt in them at this time.However, it is easy to be discovered if you add salt after it is out of the pot. How can you explain the fact that the stir-fried vegetables are not even salted?

At the dinner table, Lu Hanqing, who was dressed in green, sat next to An Yafei, with a gentle and doting expression on his face, "Fei'er, this dish is delicious." A piece of moderately thick bamboo shoot fell into his bowl.

Looking at the bamboo shoots in the bowl, An Yafei really didn't want to eat them, but he couldn't resist the scorching eyes and the two fathers smiling at the scene.

An Yafei ate it silently with tears in his eyes. You can eat it yourself. I can do it myself if I have hands.

In the dark night sky, there is a crescent moon, and the surrounding stars are like shining diamonds. The weather in May and June is not too hot, and it is even a little cool at night.

From time to time, there are a few dogs barking in the village, and frogs and insects can be heard in the grass, which is an idyllic night scene.

"Cold, if you are busy these days, don't come here, don't delay your business."

At the gate of the courtyard, An Muyou looked at his future son-in-law who was leading the horse.

"It's okay, Uncle An. I'm not very busy these days. Besides, Fei'er has lost his memory again. If I don't take the time to accompany me, I'm afraid that Fei'er will feel strange to me." An Yafei who gave it away was affectionate.

"You child." Hearing what he said, An Muyou had nothing to say.Xiao Fei has amnesia now, if she doesn't get in touch and let the two get acquainted, it's really not good to get along after getting married.With this thought, I no longer discouraged it.

"Don't worry, Uncle An, I will arrange it myself and not delay the business." Lu Hanqing smiled and looked particularly convincing.

"Okay, let's chat for a while." An Muyou smiled and glanced at the two, then turned and went into the yard.

The two who stared at each other silently at the door were left behind.

"Let's go." An Yafei waved his hand, turned around and wanted to enter the house.

"Fei'er." The voice sounded as if someone had been abandoned, and the body of someone who turned around was stopped successfully.

Don't call me in such a sensitive voice, "You, can you call me another name? For example, Xiaofei? Yafei?" Just don't call Laozi Feier, because every time I hear it, I feel that my ears are being tortured.

"No." Lu Hanqing refused straight away, "I'm the only one who can call you Fei'er."

An Yafei was speechless, what kind of thinking is this, brother, don't you think you are crooked?

"Everyone calls you Xiaofei." Lu Han pointed out dissatisfied.

This is called conforming to public opinion, how can we engage in specialization? "Xiao Fei sounds cuter."

"Fei'er sounds more affectionate." Lu Han said affectionately.

An Yafei turned her head silently, and made out with each other. What do two big men want to make out. "Come on, I'm going back to sleep."

Seeing that it was indeed getting late, Lu Hanqing stopped continuing, and said, "Then Feier, go rest, I'll be leaving first." After speaking, he leaned over and kissed An Yafei's forehead, turned over neatly, and then He got on his horse and galloped away, and his figure quickly disappeared into the night.

An Yafei didn't even have a chance to react and dodge.

Looking at the disappearing shadow, An Yafei stood at the door and turned into petrification, and it took him a long time to react.

Fuck, Laozi was actually kissed by a man just now, even though it was only on the forehead.

An Yafei gestured his middle finger angrily, waiting for labor and management to cook and poison you to death, Sao Nian.Cheap is not so easy to account for.

Early in the morning, there was a crackling sound outside the house, and An Yafei, who just woke up, couldn't stop his curiosity and doubts.Although there are a lot of furniture that needs to be repaired at home, there is no need to start early in the morning.

"Ke Ke, what are you doing outside?" Little Ke Ke walked in barefoot, holding a stick in his hand.

"Daddy said he's afraid it will rain in a few days. Daddy is taking straw to repair the roof." The little guy's voice was crisp and clear, and An Yafei patted his head. This little guy is a smart guy.

Glancing at the light-transmitting roof, it should have been repaired a long time ago. When he sleeps at night, he can see the stars as soon as he looks up. Several times, he thought that he was sleeping not in a house, but in a camping.

"Have you had breakfast?" An Yafei asked while getting dressed.

"I've eaten. Dad baked the pancakes, and my brother's are heating up in the pan." The little guy pulled out a wooden figure from one corner, held it up to his brother, and said flatteringly, "Brother, this is for Ke Ke." Have a good time."

An Yafei looked at the thing that looked like it was taken out of an ancient tomb. It was so well preserved that it was not knocked off by insects. "Take it and play."

Anyake's eyes widened in surprise, and she asked again with certainty, "Brother really wants to play with me?"

"Take it away." An Yafei didn't understand that it was just a broken wooden man, so why should he be surprised.

"Thank you brother, Keke will definitely not be damaged." Anya smiled and squinted her eyes, firmly reassuring.

"Well, let's go play." An Yafei shook his head and walked towards the kitchen.

"Daddy, do you need help?"

In the yard, Li Yaluo was wearing a patched rag and was bundling a pile of dry firewood, with some hay piled beside him.

"Xiao Fei." Li Yaluo shook his head with a smile, "No need, let's go have breakfast, it's all hot in the pot, Dad can come over here."

An Yafei nodded, turned around and went into the room to quickly settle the simple breakfast, then went back to the room and found a few sets of ragged clothes from the bottom of the box, took out one of the blue ones and changed into them, and went out. "Father, let me help." As he said, he rolled up his sleeves, as if he wanted to help.

I can't help with things in the field because of the horrible molluscs, but I can still help with bundling firewood at home.

"Okay." Seeing his son's posture, Li Yaluo no longer refused, pointing to the straw on one side and said: "You move this to the back yard first, where your father is making mud."

"Okay." Without saying a word, An Yafei carried a bundle of straw to the backyard.

On an open space in the backyard, there was a large pile of wet mud mixed with some dry grass and small gravel.

An Yafei was a little curious. Didn't he mean to repair the roof? What is this for? "Daddy, what is this for?"

An Muyou was shirtless, and his dark skin looked particularly healthy. It was the result of years of sunbathing. "Heni, I will use these straws to repair the roof later."

Knowing that his son lost his memory, An Muyou was no stranger to such an ignorant son.

Repair the roof?Take dirt and hay?Aren't you afraid that it will be washed away when it rains?He had seen a pure straw roof before. There was a house like this in his grandma's house before, but mixed with soil?Can it work?

An Yafei looked at the mixture suspiciously, "Daddy, why don't you use tiles?"

This world also has tiles, but it looks thinner than the tiles in this world.But better than these concoctions.

An Muyou, who was working hard to stir the soil, paused for a moment and sighed, "The rest of the money at home was given to grandpa, and grandpa ran out when he was sick and buried. Black tiles are too expensive."

He knew this, and he heard it from his father within two days after waking up, "Isn't there still money to sell fox fur?" It's just cheaper, even if that piece of fox fur is not big, it should be enough to replace the roofs of the three main houses with black tiles.

An Muyou said with a smile: "You child, did you forget that you are going to get married next year, that money was saved by father and father to prepare your dowry, how can you use it?"

An Yafei sprayed blood all over his face, don't keep reminding him of this matter, this kind of matter of two men getting married, there is something easy to bring up.

God is annoying.