I open a small shop to support my family

The moon was in the middle of the sky, Meng Yunshu lost his own stove behind him, he opened his eyes in a daze, and touched the place beside him with his right hand, the temperature was no longer hot.

Well, where did you go?

Half asleep and half awake, Meng Yunshu moved her body, probed around to look around, and suddenly the eyes darkened.

Immediately afterwards, there was a rustling sound, and the quilt on his body was lifted, and then a person lay down beside him.

Yu Jinhuai grabbed his hand. Before he came in, he specially roasted his hand on the clay oven. Now that he was holding Meng Yunshu's hand, he had to sigh for his foresight.

Habitually sending herself to Yu Jinhuai's arms, Meng Yunshu let him hold her hand, not to mention, it was warmer than his.

Rubbing his chin, he asked vaguely, "Where did you go in the middle of the night?"

Yu Jinhuai's heart skipped a beat, the arms around his waist paused for a moment, then slowly tightened.

"Woke up at night."

"Oh." Meng Yunshu didn't think much about it, and the deep sleepiness dragged him into sleep in a short while.

Hearing his steady breathing, Yu Jinhuai breathed a sigh of relief.

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The next day, when it was still daylight, there was movement in Yu’s kitchen, a dim light leaked from the open door, and the red flames constantly dancing in the stove could be vaguely seen, reflecting the warmth of this cold winter day Quite a few, with a human touch.

In the kitchen, an oil lamp was placed on the cabinet, illuminating the world.

Meng Yunshu was kneading the dough on the chopping board while paying attention to Yu Jinhuai who was beside him. Since there were too many steamed buns for the Chinese New Year, there would naturally be a lot of dough to make. In this way, it would be laborious to knead the dough with Meng Yunshu's small body No, so this task was handed over to the strong Yu Jinhuai.

With his help, Meng Yunshu was much more relaxed.

The steamer on the other side has been brushed with oil, and it is waiting for the steamed buns and flower rolls to be placed on it.

There are two pots on the stove, which contain prepared potato fillings and bean paste, and a small plate with brown sugar, which Meng Yunshu intends to use to make steamed buns, and red dates for making steamed buns , peanuts and walnuts, and black beans are also on the plate.

Meng Yunshu doesn't know how to make complicated flower buns, he only knows how to make fish and tigers, and he promised to make the buns for Yu Zhining, so he will do it well.

Making Hanamaki is actually very simple. First roll the dough flat, then roll it up, then pick up a kitchen knife to cut it from the top, then cut it into small pieces, put a chopstick in the middle, hold it in one hand, and hold it in the other hand. Hold the bottom and twist it gently, and finally put it on the chopping board, a simple flower roll will be fine.

At first, Meng Yunshu was not familiar with the movements when he first made them, but after getting familiar with them later, his movements gradually accelerated, and he filled a steamer with flower rolls in a short while.

The Yu family had just three steamers, no more, no less, Meng Yunshu planned to put steamed buns on one layer and flower buns on the other, and the remaining layer was of course made of flower rolls.

Considering that there are few relatives in the Yu family, and there are few people who need to travel around during the Chinese New Year, Meng Yunshu only plans to steam most of the baskets of flower rolls, and he will leave the rest for Baozi.

Yu Zhining likes to eat sweet ones, and he likes them too. Of course, he has to wrap some sugar buns and red bean paste. Potato buns are also the ones he remembered that he had eaten school buns by chance, and he was attracted at that time, so he planned to make them himself taste.

After making the flower rolls, Yu Jinhuai kneaded the noodles, and it was already bright outside.

Meng Yunshu suddenly felt that his forehead was a little itchy, so he raised his arm and rubbed it lightly, leaving white flour on his forehead without noticing it, and without turning his head, he said to Yu Jinhuai who was standing beside him: "Brother Huai, Did you see that Aning is awake?"

"Okay." Yu Jinhuai was about to raise his hand to wipe off the flour on his forehead, just in time to see Meng Yunshu leaving another mark on his face, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising slightly, deliberately not reminding Meng Yunshu, but himself Turned around and left.

The moment the door was opened, the sun shone in. Yu Jinhuai narrowed his eyes, and after a while, he opened them and glanced at the sun in the sky.

Although the sun is dazzling, it can warm people's hearts.

If there is a loss, there must be a gain, Yu Jinhuai has already seen through it.

"Ayun, do you want me to take the flower rolls out to dry?" It's cold in winter, and the steamed buns are not easy to make. You have to hang them in the sun for a while or heat them on a warm pot before you can officially start the stove. When the noodles are completely fermented, the steamed ones will be soft, like a cake.

Meng Yunshu in the kitchen heard his words and hurried out and looked up at the sun in the sky, then shook his head, "It's still too cold, if it's okay at noon, I'll put it in the pot to heat it up later."

Yu Jinhuai really doesn't know as much as he does in making steamed buns, he does what he says.

When he came out with the cleaned Yu Zhining, Meng Yunshu had already started making buns.

Yu Zhining has always been curious about food, and now Yu Jinhuai took him to the kitchen, and the pots on the chopping board were filled with things he didn't know, so he had to ask for a long time.

Meng Yunshu didn't dislike him at all, instead he explained to him while making buns that Yu Jinhuai could also make buns, who said rough men can't do fine work, Yu Jinhuai's buns were better than Meng Yunshu's.

Meng Yunshu was very surprised when he saw it, it was the first time he saw Yu Jinhuai making steamed buns, when he offered to help him, he thought he was just talking, never thought that he made buns much better than himself.

After asking, I found out that Yu Jinhuai had worked in the kitchen for a while when he was on the battlefield, and most of his cooking skills were learned at that time.

Hearing him mention the battlefield, Meng Yunshu couldn't help thinking of the scars and sword wounds he saw on Yu Jinhuai's body that night. It is never a lie that swords and swords have no eyes on the battlefield. You must always be vigilant, otherwise you will lose your life if you don't pay attention .

As soon as everything was done, Meng Yunshu seemed to flash this image in front of his eyes, he blinked, and smiled with his lips raised under the worried eyes of Yu Jinhuai and Yu Zhining.

"Nothing." Looking at the uncle and nephew with similar cheeks, Meng Yunshu raised the bun in his hand and shook it.

"Do you want to eat the freshly baked sugar buns later?"

Yu Zhining jumped up happily when he heard it.

"A-Ning, A-Ning wants to eat."

Sugar was expensive in ancient times, and farmers seldom used sugar to wrap buns. Meng Yunshu also had a small shop, otherwise, where did he get so much brown sugar.

With Yu Jinhuai's joining, the steamed stuffed bun was finished without much effort, and only the final steamed bun was left.

It was getting late, not only Meng Yunshu, but also Yu Jinhuai and Yu Zhining's stomachs were growling, the loudest one was Yu Zhining's stomach.

It happened that there were still eggs in the house, so Meng Yunshu made a bowl of egg drop soup by himself. Yesterday, he went to the town to buy floating yuanzi. Meng Yunshu told Yu Zhining to sit by the clay stove and watch the floating yuanzi in the pot, and waited for them to float up. As for him and Yu Jinhuai, they are busy making steamed buns.

Yu Jinhuai's carefulness and dexterity are not only used in making steamed buns, but under Meng Yunshu's suggestion, the steamed buns he made are also decent.

Tiger buns were decorated with red dates as eyes, and Meng Yunshu used noodles to rub out his beard. Naturally, the character Wang on his forehead was indispensable.

Considering Yu Zhining's stature, Meng Yunshu made both fish and tigers small. Of course, he didn't forget to make a pair of butterflies for Yu Jinlan, and he made the rest of the noodles into simple steamed buns. The fillings are also added.

Before the steamed buns on their side were served in the pot, Yu Zhining yelled for Fu Yuanzi to float up.

They bought the cheapest peanut-filled Fuyuanzi, and there were Fuyuanzi floating in everyone's bowls. While Yu Zhining wasn't paying attention to Meng Yunshu, he even put some sugar in the bottom of the bowl, and the soup was very sweet.

After breakfast, Yu Jinhuai washed the dishes, Meng Yunshu hugged Yu Zhining and sat in front of the stove to light the fire.

The steamer has already been placed on the pot, and it has been ready. Now there are only two things to do, wait and turn on the fire.

As the Chinese New Year is approaching, Sun Ming's parents are back, so Yu Zhining almost doesn't go out now, and stays at home every day.

Sitting in front of the stove was not cold at all, Daqing and Dahei at home also squeezed over, Meng Yunshu reached out and touched their heads, turned his head to look outside, fixedly staring at the sparrows jumping around in the yard .

With nothing else to do, Meng Yunshu remembered that Yu Zhining's "Thousand Characters" hadn't been learned yet, so she started teaching him again.

Yu Jinhuai, who was sitting in the main room and was polishing his hairpin, heard Meng Yunshu's voice, and his heart was filled with warmth for a moment. He had never heard his Ah Yun sing before.

When his parents were still alive, he also learned to read with his elder brother, but he couldn't sit still and always wanted to run up the mountain. In the end, he only learned "Thousand Character Classic" and "Three Character Classic". Before hearing Yu Zhining sing, he I never knew that the "Thousand Characters" that has troubled me for a long time can be learned in the form of singing.

Presumably, it is precisely because of this that Ah Ning is willing to learn. Yu Jinhuai thought so, lowered his head and mouth, and continued to polish the hairpin in his hand. He didn't make too many modifications, but carved one end of the hairpin A few bamboo leaves, although not lifelike, can also be called exquisite.

Meng Yunshu was afraid that he would not be able to keep an eye on the time, so he specially called Yu Jinhuai over and asked him to check the time for him.

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"Brother Huai, come and eat buns." Just as Yu Jinhuai put down the things in his hand, Meng Yunshu in the kitchen greeted him to eat buns.

Hearing this, Yu Jinhuai frowned slightly, walked over quickly, and looked at him with disapproval, "Why didn't you call me?"

He had agreed with Meng Yunshu earlier that he would call him when he was done, and he would serve the steamer, but he never expected that Meng Yunshu would be obedient.

Meng Yunshu didn't care much, grabbed a bun and handed it to him, completely ignoring Yu Jinhuai's thoughts, "Quick, try it, potato bun."

Yu Jinhuai met his innocent eyes and smiling face, as if he had punched the cotton, unable to lift it up and down in one breath, and panicked himself.

"You take it." Seeing that he was still not moving, Meng Yunshu became anxious, and stuffed it into his hand, then took the basket, and put several buns in it in succession, three buns each, He also put the butterfly flower bun for Yu Jinlan in.

Reaching out his hand to Yu Zhining, who was carefully eating the candy bun, he said, "Ah Ning, let's go find little aunt."

"Okay." Yu Zhining's eyes lingered on his steamed bun, and he took his hand and left under Meng Yunshu's urging.

An angry Yu Jinhuai was left alone in the kitchen.

Meng Yunshu, who was walking on the road, knew why he was angry, but he didn't follow him. The wind chime in the canteen rang suddenly, and he didn't care to talk to Yu Jinyue, and hurried home after delivering it.

Straight to the toilet.