Eighty-one, the script went astray
Shen Qin and the others have just entered.
Shen Tang sniffed, like a happy puppy, "Yangyang made something delicious, it tastes so good."
The family usually eats a lot of pork belly. Shen Yang heard the voice and came out with a basin, "Stew the ribs and make pancakes tonight."
Add warm water to the flour in the pot, and slowly knead it into a smooth dough. Set it aside to rest for a while. When the water in the pot is boiled until half of it is left, the ribs and potatoes are slowly exposed.
Divide the dough into small pieces, stretch it into long strips with your hands, lift the lid of the pot, and stick the dough cakes to both sides of the pot. Shen Yang makes too much and is afraid that he won't have enough to eat later.
Even the ribs were put on several pieces of pancake, and the next step was to stew them.
Shen Yang washed his hands, and there was still porridge cooking in the small pot. He took a look outside and saw that Shen Qin and the others had brought back a cart of wood, presumably planning to make it at home.
There is a lot of wood on the mountain, but you can’t just chop it down without planting it.
Now that the weather is getting colder, Shen Yang told Shen Han to buy some saplings of different types in the spring and replace all the ones that were cut down before.
Shen Han responded and wrote it down.
Dinner is served.
The pancakes are served in a basket, dipped in broth and sauce, and the thickness is just right.
The pork ribs were still bubbling, and the mushy stewed over low heat could be seen faintly golden on both sides. The potatoes were coated with gravy, filling a large bowl.
Shen Sui took it from her hand and brought it to the table. Shen Tang helped with the bowls and chopsticks, while Shen Qin and Shen Han served everyone the porridge.
Shen Yang put down his sleeves and invited Xie Yanchuan to go out to eat together.
There are tables and chairs in the living room, which is a bit crowded, but it won't take long to change them.
Shen Yang had told Brother Ding's friend to pick up the car in half a month, but it took more than two days to make one.
There are many of them, so it's not a problem.
Afraid that something might go wrong, Shen Qin planned to make breakfast as soon as possible.
Shen Yang has to go to Mingwu City tomorrow, mainly to buy white paint, and she may not be able to help.
Shen Han smiled and said there was no need for it, and they even assigned Xie Yanchuan to Shen Yang arrogantly.
He said that Mr. Xie didn’t need to take action for such a trivial matter as a trolley.
The second day was cloudy.
Mid November.
The weather is extremely cold.
Everyone at home put on cotton-padded clothes, and the lambs they bought for making mutton soup grew up slowly with the cattle, and the pens were covered with thick hay.
Shen Yang bought both of them, and Shen Tang cut grass for them.
The chopped grass was placed outside the railing. Shen Yang wore a heavy long skirt and used a fork to fill the trough.
The ox climbed up from the haystack and mooed at Shen Yang several times.
I still count on it for all the heavy work at home.
The little girl held her face in her hands and watched the two eating grass for a long time. Young Master Xie changed into clean clothes, still wearing a plump and full black body with large sleeves.
Walking towards Shen Yang, "Yangyang, are you done?"
Shen Yang was like a worried old mother. After worrying about the cows and sheep, she still had to worry about Xie Yanchuan.
"You won't feel cold if you wear such thin clothes. Now you are young and you only know how good it looks. When you get older, your arms and legs will hurt. Didn't my family buy you cotton clothes? Go and change them quickly."
She turned pale and said.
Xie Yanchuan's eyes were filled with innocence, "It's not cold."
Shen Yang, who is from the Body Han Star, said he didn't believe it was impossible, absolutely impossible.
Young Master Xie stretched out his hand innocently again, "The Xie family has been practicing martial arts since they were young. Sanjiuhan has been walking in the snow, but now it's really not cold."
In view of his sincerity, Shen Yang suspiciously touched Xie Yanchuan's little finger.
It was indeed quite warm, but she always had the impression that Xie Yanchuan was not in good health.
It's obvious; his face is so pale that he can't even get out of bed!
Xie Yanchuan didn't know what Shen Yang was thinking, but fortunately she didn't force Xie Yanchuan to change clothes again.
I told my brothers to go out and on the way.
Xie Yanchuan raised his head and glanced at the sky, "There will be a snowstorm in the next few days."
Shen Yang imitated his actions and raised his head, and also hummed, "I don't know if it's going to be a storm or not. If we don't hurry up, we might not be able to come back for lunch at noon."
It took too long, brother!
Xie Yanchuan was amused, and then he really picked up his pace.
From the city gate, Xie Yanchuan sent Shen Yang to the shop to choose paint and went out himself.
Shen Yang didn't care. He communicated with the shopkeeper about the white walls that were used for painting the walls. They actually had them here, mainly in the houses of some wealthy families. They were afraid that the servants would be too lazy to clean them up, so they all painted them white.
Shen Yang ordered a few barrels and paid in full.
I originally asked the shopkeeper to send someone back, but before I left the house, I saw Xie Yanchuan setting up the measuring carriage.
It's slightly larger than the one I rented before, so it won't be a problem to squeeze in five or six people.
He jumped off the bicycle frame, the gauze hanging on his knees, Shen Yang raised his eyebrows, "Did you buy it?"
Xie Yanchuan nodded, "It will be convenient for travel in the future."
His gold ingot was saved by Shen Han, and all his pocket money was with Shen Yang. This carriage was not cheap considering its size.
The shopkeeper asked the waiter to load the things into the carriage. Shen Yang and Xie Yanchuan stood side by side. She bumped Xie Yanchuan's shoulder and said, "Where did the money come from?"
Young Master Xie coughed and said, "My father asked someone to give it to me."
Not only did they give it away, but they also gave me a whole box of gold leaves.
Not to mention a carriage, it would be no problem to buy a stable.
The Xie family was surprised. There were rumors outside that the whole family would be exiled, but firstly they didn't know where they would be exiled, and secondly they still had gold to support their own son.
The little girl shook her head and couldn't figure it out.
But Mr. Xie bought everything, so it doesn’t matter if she follows him for a while.
Having a carriage is convenient.
Shen Yang sat in the carriage and sighed, she felt that life was really happy now.
He has a car and a house, and he is surrounded by young people with red lips and white teeth.
If she hadn't been older, and those guys were all brothers, this would have been Wu Zetian's happiness.
But it doesn’t matter, money is earned!
When you have enough money, will you still be short of men?
Xie Yanchuan vaguely heard the word "man" outside and thought Shen Yang was calling him. He turned to look at her and she stopped talking.
It was still early to go back.
Seeing Xie Yanchuan driving a carriage, Shen Qin thought he was delivering goods.
Until the horse stopped in the middle of the yard and Xie Yanchuan was moving paint from above, he felt that he was in a trance.
What happened recently?
Didn’t they get an inspirational copy about a poor young man who worked hard and relied on his own hands to finally live a good life?
Here we have built a building, bought cattle and sheep, and now we have brought back a carriage.
The script is off track!
Shen Yang didn't care about his eldest brother's boyish ambition.
She specifically asked Xie Yanchuan, "Can you confirm the specific time of the snowstorm?"
Taking advantage of the weather, I quickly painted the walls.
Young Master Xie raised his hand, his slender finger bones pausing in the wind for a moment, "In three days."
enough.
Chapter completed!