The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family Chapter 312

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  But Dad said that the village chief and the Yan family agreed.

   Just like that, Da Gouzi went to Luo's house to ask.

  Puppy came to Yan's house.

  When Mrs. Cui brought someone back, the ladies were very discerning.

  Since Sister Cui's kindness is hard to turn down, they can't eat dry food if they stay.

   Several ladies robbed Cui Langzhong's big and small dogs of their work, occupied the kitchen and yard, and worked while talking and laughing, so happy.

  At noon, the villagers ate authentic Guanzhou delicacies at Cui's house.

   Stew!

  For lunch, the Yan family made fried tofu, stewed goose, radish ball soup and braised fish.

  The staple food is really busy, so I just go to someone else's house to eat.

  Yan Yu is the same way. She took her embarrassing elder brother and elder sister to Qi's house to get a big steamed bun. After returning to her own house to eat a few bites, she went to other people's house to continue...

  Some people imitate his father's grilled fish, and some imitate her stewed eggs.

  The second and third brothers of the Luo family also caught a lot of quail and roasted them.

  Compared to the morning, this meal at noon is more substantial.

  There are a lot of meat dishes, even stir-fried vegetables, and two slices of meat will be added for fragrance.

   The big guy is used to this way of eating, and he squats comfortably in the corners.

  The Yan family has the most people here.

  The tofu is fried, delicious!

  The big goose is stewed in an iron pot, it is delicious!

  The meatball soup uses meatballs, which are delicious!

  The braised fish is salty and delicious!

  Walking in the village, Yan Huaiwen stopped occasionally, holding his own bowl and politely asking someone to add a chopstick.

   If there is more, he will refuse.

  He only cares about the dishes, and eats as he pleases, regardless of closeness or distance.

   In this way, the villagers are more at ease.

  The atmosphere became more and more harmonious.

  Liang Manshan met him, and the two of them walked together. When they were happy, they quoted some classics...

  Yan Yu followed behind them, at first she just wanted to know what dish her picky uncle would choose to eat.

   But follow along, she decisively left.

  The literati are really scary.

   Having a meal and having to answer two lines of poems, I feel very tired.

  Yan Er Er was so busy that he flew up.

  Nurse Rong is more than capable, he is incomparable.

  Everything went smoothly today because of his full preparation yesterday.

  Mr. Luo said that the family prepared six dishes, but no one listened honestly.

  Eating now, everyone is no longer entangled in a few dishes.

   What you want is an atmosphere, you can eat happily, and drink wild vegetable soup.

  After lunch, the big guys squinted for a while if they wanted to, and walked around the village a few times if they didn't want to.

  The sun is just right, and the sun is warm, and the wind is gentle, not as strong as at night.

  The path to and from the river is full of people going back and forth.

  Get water and go back to wash the pot and wash the vegetables, and I have to be busy with the main event of the night.

  A donkey cart came from the west.

  Through the dense forest, a brand new village appears in front of you.

  Adobe houses accounted for more than half of the house, but it was covered with tiles.

  The masonry houses that should have been the most conspicuous were lost by sheds one by one.

   Attracted the attention of the visitor.

  Yan Huaiwen and Liang Manshan are sitting on the ground drawing chess.

  The criss-crossing roads, with solid and hollow circles instead of chess pieces, are circled on the flat land.

   It wasn't long after the chessboard was drawn that the two had just made a move.

   Hearing a voice from a distance.

  Obviously his back was facing the direction of the visitor, but Yan Huaiwen put down the branch in his hand and said, "Here we come."

  Liang Manshan looked up and saw Mr. Tian got off the donkey cart and came slowly.

  I looked at the village while walking, squatted down to take a closer look when passing the vegetable field, and touched the leaves with my hands.

   "Master Tian is here?" Yan's second son was cutting potatoes. Hearing this, he hurriedly put down the knife, wiped his hands and ran out.

   ran halfway and came back.

   "Mei! Look at me, aren't you being rude?"

  Li Xuemei smiled and said: "It's pretty good, the hair is not messy, and the person is also energetic. Don't forget to take off the apron."

  Yan's second son ouched, "I almost forgot."

   It is such a big event that the elder master came to Xiao'an Village.

  The whole village came here.

  Under the leadership of Village Chief Luo, the whole village, old and young, knelt down.

Mr. Tian hurriedly helped him up: "I'm here today just to celebrate the festive season with you all. Don't be too polite, just feel at ease. If I make you have a bad time because of me, it will be my fault. Hurry up!" Get up quickly, or if you do this, I will go."

  Village head Luo was quite stable, the village elders were a little excited, and very respectfully invited him to Yan's house.

  The main room of the Yan family, which had been vacant for a long time, finally became useful.

   ushered in its first significant guest.

  Yan Xiangheng was busy serving tea and water to entertain Mr. Tian and the village elders.

  Yan Yu thought for a while, and followed behind to fight.

  Da Ya saw that the two of them could be busy here, so she turned to help Second Uncle and Nanny Rong with dinner for the evening.

  Li Xuemei went to Qi's house, and after a while, Qi moved a big wooden plank.

  Bricks are built, wooden boards are put on it, and there is a large square table in the yard immediately.

  Stools are easy to say, all the families in the village gather together and borrow them.

  Although they are all made by themselves, it is inevitable that they will look inconsistent, but at this time, they don't care about them.

   It's not good to build a brick stool for Mr. Tian to sit on.

Mr. Tian was very kind. He asked about the land reclamation and farming in Xiao'an Village, and also asked how hard it was for everyone to go up the mountain to collect herbs. He thanked Xiao'an Village for collecting herbs, and talked about the vegetables grown in the field, praising everyone's good work. , Mentioned a few words about the houses, and asked the people in the village if they all had kangs, and told the village elders that the winter in Guanzhou was so cold.

  Seeing that the village elders gradually became less nervous, Master Tian asked Village Chief Luo again, "I heard from Yan Hushu that your village wants to build a waterwheel by the river, is there such a thing?"

   Village head Luo looked at Yan Huaiwen, who smiled at him.

"My lord, we want to build a water truck by the river, which can lead water into the village. It will be convenient for us to drink and use water in the future, and it can also water the fields, saving us from carrying buckets and energy. I heard that the water truck It can also be used to push the mill, and it does not need to be pushed by humans or animals. Our old brothers think that this waterwheel is good, so we want to think about building one."

"That's right. In our village, only the five boys from the Qi family can do carpentry. We will definitely fail to make this waterwheel. We just want to pay more attention to it in the future, find those with good craftsmanship, and ask someone to help us repair it." .”

  Master Tian turned his head and asked Yan Huaiwen again: "I just saw that the foundation was built outside, but is it the watchtower that Huaiwen said?"

   "Master Ming Jian, it is." Yan Huaiwen said.

  Master Tian narrowed his eyes, smiled and shook his head: "The arrow tower is the arrow tower, so it doesn't matter if you speak bluntly. Could it be that in Huaiwen's heart, I am so unreasonable?"

  Yan Huaiwen said softly: "Usually it is only used for looking into the distance. If Bei Rong comes again, it can also guard the village."

   "How many people are good at shooting in the village?" Mr. Tian didn't care what their names were.

   Watchtower or Arrow Tower, it's all the same.

   "It's not enough, so the village plans to build a high wall." Yan Huaiwen said.

  (end of this chapter)

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