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41. Chapter 41 Prelude to returning to her natal home (1)

Iluo originally wanted Qingshan to grind more hawthorns, but grandma had already called for dinner outside, so the two of them discussed grinding them again in the afternoon. Before eating, Iluo remembered that the noodles had not been served yet, so he didn't care about eating at the moment and was worried.

He hurriedly went to the kitchen. Qingshan let his grandparents eat first and went to the kitchen with Iroh.

The two found two wooden basins and found two small and half basins of noodles. One basin was made of corn flour and white flour, and the other was made of all white flour. Iroh thought of using these to make two kinds of cakes, one with corn cake and the other with sugar.

For a while, they put in yeast and sugar. After finishing, Iroh and Qingshan took the basin to a sunny place, and then went to eat.

They were even more busy in the afternoon. Fortunately, the whole family came together, so they were not in a hurry. Grandma was responsible for cooking the pot. After Yiluo waited for the goat milk to be cooked, she went to make some cornmeal for steaming.

The steamed bun noodles can just be left aside for half an hour to wake up.

Remembering that the rabbits and pheasants that Qingshan had skinned in the morning had not yet been processed, Yiluo asked Qingshan to prepare enough aniseed ingredients, opened another pot, and began to braise the game.

Grandpa and Qingshan were in charge of this pot. Although they had never used this method to deal with these pheasants and rabbits, they all understood how it was done after Ilo said a few words.

Qingshan only opened it from time to time to check the degree of marinade, and then went to grind the hawthorns again, because the lady asked to grind more to make hawthorn cakes.

Yiluo mixed the two types of steamed cakes with nest and steamed them, filling two large pots. The corn steamed cake was also mixed with some wild dates picked in the mountains yesterday. It looks good, and the taste should be the same.

After putting the steamed cake in the pot, Yiluo left the kitchen and thought about washing the clothes he had changed in the morning. Touching the floral cloth wrapped on his head, Yiluo thought to himself that he was now a full-fledged peasant woman. But in his heart, he

She was a little flattered. She didn't expect that the husband-in-law could be so attentive. She didn't even think of getting something to wrap her hair before washing it, but he found a square towel from the house and came over to wrap it for herself.

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Iroh took advantage of the interval to wash clothes. When he got to the kitchen, the steamed cake was almost ready and was simply cut into squares.

It's not that she hasn't thought about making some cakes, but it's just that making cakes in this era without ovens is not as easy as making cakes. Moreover, this cake is also soft and tastes good.

Iroh didn't control the portion when making the noodles, so she made a little too much. But she thought that it didn't matter, she could also have some left over for home use.

By the time these were ready, the sun was already setting in the west. The braised green mountains over there were also ready, but grandpa said it would taste better if it was simmered in the pot for a while, so he didn't start the pot.

After Ilo cut the steamed cake and ate some with his family, he asked Qingshan to bring the ground hawthorn to make hawthorn cake. Qingshan also wanted to stay in the kitchen to help, so Iroh pushed him out and said: "You

Didn't you see grandpa handling the game you brought there alone? You go help grandpa, I can do it myself."

Qingshan saw his wife being so insistent, so he smiled and said, "Okay." He turned around and went out. Later, grandma entered the kitchen again, and the grandfather and grandson were busy chatting and laughing, which was quite happy.

I don’t know which step Ilo made went wrong. The finished hawthorn cake was so sticky that I couldn’t pick it up, so I had to dig it out with a spoon. However, compared to the hawthorn sauce, the hawthorn cake could also be formed. Iro cut them all.

It became a rectangle.

After making it, Yiluo was about to take some out for his husband and grandpa to taste, but he heard the second aunt yelling loudly as soon as she entered the house. It sounded like she had come to give something for Qingshan to take when he came back tomorrow.

With.

Grandma and Yi Luo looked at each other and smiled and said: "Your second aunt is afraid that you will have nothing to bring back to your parents' house tomorrow. Please bring another piece of hawthorn cake and let your second aunt try it too."

Yiluo listened to grandma's instructions, carefully picked up two pieces of hawthorn cake, and went out with the plate.

As soon as Yiluo went out, the second aunt came up to him and said, "What are you busy with in the kitchen?" Yiluo also smiled and replied: "The second aunt is here, I just made some cakes, No, this hawthorn cake is

It's done, you can try it." Yi Luo said and handed the plate to the second aunt.

The second aunt then took it with a smile, and when she saw a pair of chopsticks placed on the plate, she just said that Yiluoxin's wife was very particular, and said: "Oh, I didn't know that these hawthorns can also be made into cakes."

, Just look at the bright appearance, but the taste is the same." As he said this, he reached for the hawthorn cake.

Yiluo wanted to stop her, but she couldn't move as fast as the second aunt. At that moment, she saw that the second aunt had sticky hawthorn cake on her hand. The second aunt said quickly: "Why is it so sticky that I can't pick it up? I still can't."

I thought it was because Luoer was so particular that I put the pair of chopsticks."

Yiluo smiled sheepishly and said: "This hawthorn cake is not very well made, so I have to hold it up with my hands to pick it up."

The second aunt was afraid that Yiluo would be embarrassed and said, "How can I say it's not good? I think it would be great if you can make this hawthorn cake into something like this."

Iroh was thinking about asking the second aunt to go to the kitchen to wash her hands. Qingshan came over and took the plate from the second aunt's hand and said: "Aunt, you go to the kitchen to wash your hands."

Grandma thought she heard the noise outside, so she brought a basin of water and said, "Second aunt, come here and wash your hands." The second aunt then walked over with a smile and said, "You're always in there and why don't you come out.

"

Grandma said: "Luo'er made some hair cakes and I told you to pretend to make some for you. Who thought you were so impatient?"

After saying that, both of them laughed. Qingshan looked at Iroh and raised his eyebrows: Why didn't you remind aunt? Iroh stuck out his tongue in embarrassment and whispered: "I didn't have time."

Qingshan smiled and shook his head, took a pair of chopsticks and said, "Let me try it, can it be eaten?" Iroh asked anxiously, "What do you mean it can be eaten? Is it delicious?"

When he saw Qingshan's big hands still stained with blood, Iroh snatched the plate from his hand and shouted: "Go and wash your hands before eating."

Qingshan said: "There are still some unfinished things over there. I'll wash my hands soon and they'll get dirty again. How about you feed me, ma'am." As he spoke, he actually lowered his head slightly, and Yiluo pushed.

He said at once: "You think so, go and wash your hands."

The conversation between the two was completely overheard by the second aunt who was eating the cake. At that moment, the second aunt didn't even bother to eat the cake. She smiled and said to the grandmother next to her: "The relationship between these young couples is really good.

." Then he loudly said to Yiluo: "Qingshan has said so, Luoer, just feed him some food, ah."

After saying this, he laughed loudly again, and Iroh could only blush and said: "Second Aunt." Then he glanced at Qingshan and saw how I would deal with you when there was no one around.
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