"Xinxin, how about it, that young man is not good?"

Fang Xin closed the supermarket at 11 o'clock and went home. She was still taking off her shoes in the entrance hall when she heard grandma's voice.

When I looked up, I realized that the four elders in the family were looking at her with a smile, with a little embarrassed expression.

Fang Xin was stunned at first, and then Lenovo's father had asked her to go to the night shift these two days, and he immediately woke up.

"Okay, are you watching me jokes at home?" A camera was installed in the supermarket, and you could watch and listen by taking your phone at home.

Fang's father glanced at Fang's mother beside him and said with a strong desire to survive: "Xinxin, your mother is also doing your own good."

Fang's mother glared at her husband, walked over and pulled Fang Xin's arm, and asked, "What's going on? I watched that child Wei Feng grow up. It's perfect match for you. If he hadn't been studying in the city since he was a child, you might have been."

Fang Xin lowered her head and said weakly: "Mom, what era is it, you still play this game. Besides, I don't like otaku. Look at him, I buy a lot of things in the middle of the night and like to drink. I hate alcoholics the most."

Although he said this, Fang Xin recalled Wei Feng's facial features in her mind. She had to say that she was quite handsome. Although she didn't see clearly with a hat, her basic outline was very beautiful.

When Fang heard her words, his father quickly explained: "You are wrong. The child is not an otaku and doesn't like drinking. He goes mountaineering every week to exercise, and he can also distinguish thousands of Chinese medicinal materials. Those wines are probably bought to make medicinal wine."

Fang's mother also said, "That's right, Wei Ju is a child, so your grandfather's old cold legs didn't make any mistakes again after drinking the medicinal wine he made. If you don't believe me, ask your grandfather."

Fang Xin looked at his grandfather suspiciously. The old man jumped on the spot very cooperatively. He was forced to open business. His granddaughter grew up and it was time to get married. He also wanted to hold his great-grandson, so he cooperated with Fang's father and mother very much.

"I can't tell that he has this ability..." Fang Xin murmured and sat on the sofa.

Seeing this, Fang's mother smiled and said, "I'm very capable. If Uncle Wei had not asked him to apply for the traditional Chinese medicine and pharmaceutical major, he would have gone to Tsinghua and Peking University long ago, and he would have been much better than you."

Fang Xin picked up the remote control and replied angrily: "Yes, it's so amazing, you're still single."

"Hey, someone can..."

"Ahem."

Fang's mother was about to refute, but Fang's father quickly coughed and interrupted her.

Fang's mother smiled angrily and continued, "Oh, my baby is also very good. In this way, I will do some donations tomorrow morning, and you can take some to give them some to try. He is two years older than you, so remember to be polite."

Fang Xin deliberately retorted, looked up and saw my mother's eyes, and curled her lips to agree.

However, she is destined to run away this time.

When she came to Wei Wen's house with the donation at 7:30, Wei Wen had already appeared in another time and space.

Wei Yan adjusted the alarm clock at 5:30 in the morning and woke up and started working as a porter.

Move the things I bought last night to my thatched hut one by one, put them in the boxes and lock them in the boxes.

As for bulk liquor, it is poured into the urn that was emptied yesterday.

When he finished his busy schedule, smoke had already risen in the village.

After Wei Wen distributed the food to the villagers, the villagers started to eat two meals a day because there were a lot of hard work to do, and they didn’t have the energy to do it without eating enough.

While autumn is not yet approaching, hunters are busy hunting, and women are busy collecting wild fruits and vegetables.

This is reserved for winter, otherwise I don’t know how many people will starve to death in winter.

Hao Zhao, who had just recovered from a serious illness, also became busy. He took two friends to repair a fishing net woven with hemp early in the morning.

When Wei Wen pushed open the gate, he happened to see them busy on the hillside.

Wei Wen was used to the daily routine of three meals a day and planned to let Hao Niang steam a pot of steamed buns. This time he bought yeast and sugar, and the steamed buns he made must be fragrant.

When Hao Zhao saw Wei Wen, he said hello: "It's so early for young master."

The other two also learned to be Hao Zhao's politeness, but their behavior was a little shy and restrained.

Wei Feng walked towards them and saw the fishing net, and became interested: "You are going to fish, I'll go with you, I'll go fishing, I haven't been fishing for a long time."

Hao Zhao bowed, "The relationship is good. I have a fishing rod at home. I will take it with me when I look back."

Wei Feng invited him by the way: "You will finish the fishing net later. Remember to come to my house for dinner. I will treat you to delicious food."

Not far away, Hao Niang walked over with Aning's hand.

Wei Ju told him about the fact that he wanted to make steamed buns. Hao Niang nodded and led Aning to the hillside. Wei Ju talked to Hao Zhao for a few more words and returned to the thatched cottage.

The dough for making steamed buns needs to be fermented. If the time is too short, the steamed buns will not be fluffy enough. There is a way to speed up the fermentation process, that is, control the temperature.

Wei Feng learned this trick. He was responsible for kneading the dough and awakening the dough. Hao Niang boiled water and prepared a steamer.

Aning was playing in the yard, and Wei Feng taught her to hopscotch. She learned well and could have a lot of fun by herself.

Half an hour later, a pot of steamed buns were freshly released.

As soon as the steamer was opened, the sweet fragrance of steamed buns came to his nose. Hao Niang, wearing a mask, looked lit up and her small nose was unconsciously twitching, as if she refused to let go of any wisp of steam.

Wei Wen took out a hot steamed bun, broke off a small piece and tried it. The fluffy was obviously not as good as the big steamed buns sold in the breakfast shop, but the taste was really good, which made him take a bite and want to take a bite.

Aning, who smelled the smell, quickly ran over, looked at the big white steamed buns in the steamer, and said curiously: "Is this the steamed bun? Compared with steamed buns, it seems to be bigger!"

Hao Niang looked puzzled. When she made it, the dough as big as a palm was kneaded, the amount of steamed cakes was similar to the amount of steamed cakes. Why did the steamed cakes become so small for the same dough, but the steamed buns became so large?

Wei Feng smiled but didn't bother to explain, so he let them eat it directly. After tasting it, he knew that steamed buns were better than steamed cakes.

Wei Ju walked to the gate of the yard and shouted to Hao Zhao who was repairing the fishing net on the hillside: "Xiao Zhao, bring your good brother to eat steamed buns, hurry up, eat the steamed buns that have just been cooked while it is hot."

Hao Zhao looked up and felt embarrassed to go and have a meal.

The two friends said, "Brother Zhao, just take us there. Last night, my brother came home and said that the things at the young master's house were delicious. I, I've been greedy for a night, so you can take me to taste it."

Another said, "Yes, yes, Brother Zhao, if you are afraid that Uncle Dadao will scold you, I will tell Huzi that we encouraged you to go, and I promise not to give you up."

Hao Zhao glanced at them in anger, and could only put down the work at hand and took them up the mountain.

"I'll agree to eat slowly later, don't eat voraciously, don't be like a starving ghost like a man named Toutiao."

"Hehe, Brother Zhao, don't worry, we must eat slowly and not embarrass you..."

However, after they had eaten the steamed buns, they instantly forgot this sentence.

There is no way, it's really delicious!

The steamed buns in the entire steamer were swept away by three young men, and even Hao Niang made no time to drink a sip of the dumpling soup.

Wei Ju ate two steamed buns and drank a bowl of dumpling soup. His stomach was already full. I really don’t know where they got such a big appetite.

Are they all Monkey D Luffy?

"After eating this meal, I don't have to eat all day today." The young man named Tiger Head burped with satisfaction.

Hao Zhao kicked him angrily and helped his good brother accus him of Wei Ju. There were no less than thirty steamed buns in a steamer, but all three of them had eaten them.

Wei Feng waved his hand indifferently, asked Hao Niang to steam another basket and turn around and give the elderly and children in the village a little.

"Let's go fishing."

Wei Wen's hiking bag had fishing gear, telescopic fishing rods, and various fish hooks, but in order to avoid suspicion, he only brought the fish hooks and did not bring other things. He just turned around and used Hao Zhao's.

When he arrived at the lifting platform, he happened to meet Hao Dadao, a patrolman. He heard that they were going to fish, Hao Dadao specially asked Hao Zhao to bring a double-edged sword to defend himself. This was a very simple Han sword with obvious signs of wear and tear on the sword body.

Hao Zhao threw a sword flower and wrapped the double-edged sword in tiger skin and hung it behind his back, looking a bit like a young hero.

Hao Dadao was worried and told Wei Feng again: "Young Master, if you encounter danger, you must obey Zhao'er's arrangements. He will ensure you are safe and sound. Don't be careful of his young age, his force is from our Haojia Village!"

Wei Feng looked at his thumb and said with a smile: "Uncle Dadao, don't worry, I will listen to Xiao Zhao."

Wei Wen did not argue. He couldn't protect himself in his pocket, such as slingshots, pepper sprays, and electric shock sticks. He was so scared that he wouldn't go into the mountains alone to collect herbs by himself before.

From the top of the mountain, a group of four walked towards the stream, talking and laughing.

The stream I went to this time was not the one that fetched water in the east, but a mountain stream located in the north of the upper reaches.

There are high cliffs on both sides of the mountain stream, and a stone beach that is forty or fifty meters wide in the middle. According to Hao Zhao, during the rainy season, the stone beaches on both sides will be flooded by heavy water. Fortunately, the water flows slowly in the middle. Through the clear stream water, you can see the bottom of the water covered with green algae.

Hao Zhao first took Hutou and the other two to work hard. They used stones to block a small dam and then placed the fishing net at the outlet. In this way, as long as there are fish going downstream, they will be entangled by the fishing net.

This is the simplest fishing trap, with almost no technical content, but the effect is extremely good.

While they were still intercepting the water flow, fish were trapped in the fishing net.

Their fishing net has a large hole, and the palm-sized fish can pass through it directly, but fish larger than the palm-sized fish will inevitably be trapped. This is much more human than modern people, and it also has an automatic screening function.

Wei Ju looked at it for a while and found it boring, so he took the long bamboo pole brought by Hao Zhao and replaced the bone hook with his own steel hook. The young man named Hutou diligently went to dig some bait over, and enthusiastically helped Wei Ju put the bait on.

"This fish hook is iron!" Hutou exclaimed.

Wei Feng took out a matchbox from his pocket and said, "Do you like it? I have a lot of them here, so I'll give you a few."

Hao Zhao, who had set up the fishing nets, walked over and saw the fish hooks that were flashing silver in the sunlight, and unconsciously opened his eyes wide.

Compared with the bone hooks he made himself, the hooks such as Wei Ju are simply works of art.

He couldn't help but ask worriedly: "If such a thin iron hook is bigger, wouldn't it be easy to break it?"

Wei Feng said funnyly: "No, this fish hook can easily catch a big fish within 30 kilograms."

Hao Zhao looked disbelief. His father Hao Dadao also tried to use iron to make fish hooks, but unfortunately he had the hardness, but it was easy to break. Especially when polishing such a thin iron hook, it was almost easy for a child to break into two pieces.

Wei Ju didn't explain much. Seeing that the tiger head had put on the bait, he turned out to be a skilled hook throwing.

With a 'puff', the fish hook fell into the water, and the float made of reed stems stood firmly on the water.

Hao Zhao and the other two looked at each other and put on bait, but they used their own bone hooks, one was that they were embarrassed to take Wei Guan’s things, and the other was that they still didn’t trust the iron hooks very much.
To be continued...