Lu Chuan's romance that he hadn't spoken yet came to an abrupt end. Seeing Song Tan holding back his laughter, he felt a little embarrassed.
In the end, it was Song Tan who came to his rescue: "I don't like mugwort very much. I like the scent of lemon flowers on you last year."
Before Lu Chuan could react, he saw all the busy people in the yard looking over.
After a while, even though he couldn't help but blush even though he didn't do anything, he explained: "That one is also an individually customized pure floral fragrance - the top note is Milan, and after a period of time it turns into lemon blossom. But the floral fragrance is restored. The degree is very high…”
He didn't finish the explanation, because Zhang Yanping had already poked his head over curiously:
“How long does it take after a period of time?”
Lu Chuan realized it later and couldn't help but shut his mouth at this moment.
But he kept his mouth shut. Ulan and Aunt Lianhua looked at each other in the yard, but there was a lot of meaning in their eyes. Then he smiled and said:
“Oh, we old guys have nothing to do with young people’s love affairs. We can just talk about any scent—Xiao Lu, that lemon, if you like it, you can plant it in your yard!”
There is no way for women to stay in college!
The green onions, garlic sprouts and coriander she originally planted at her door were so good, wasn't it because they randomly inserted garlic and onions while eating, and they grew a little uneven?
But aren’t vegetable gardens like that?
Finally, we talked about a small continent. People who love flowers and grass are not allowed to grow vegetables since winter...
Of course, various flowers have been planted for almost half a month now. With Song Tan deliberately stimulating more spiritual energy, the new leaves and new buds can't wait.
In addition, this child has better aesthetics than him, and the flower beds are arranged in a dense and dense manner. Everyone in the village will admire them when they pass by. Ulan himself trilled several times...
Ahem, it’s good for children to be able to grow flowers.
It doesn’t matter if you plant another lemon.
The red color on Lu Chuan's face has faded, and his mood has returned to normal at this moment: "I planted two lemon trees specially selected, and one is a large-fruited perfume lemon. The fragrance of the flowers is particularly good, and the fruits are as big as a fist and golden yellow."
“There is also a small lemon. The fruit is as big as a small kumquat. In summer, it is delicious to make lemon tea after it is crushed.”
He pointed to the outside of the yard: "It's not planted in the flower bed, but next to the cherry tree."
But at this moment, the lemon buds have not yet opened, but the cherry flowers are almost finished.
As soon as he finished speaking, the seventh cousin came out with a basin of stuffing:
“White artemisia has a strong smell. I’ll use some lard vermicelli for the artemisia steamed buns at noon—do you want to add chili?”
"No!" Song Tan shook his head: "If you want it spicy, add your own sauce. We have a lot of sauce."
Beef sauce with green pepper, watermelon sauce, soybean sauce, chili sauce, and even beans with sauce are all available.
The seventh cousin had the same plan, and then asked: "How do you want to eat mugwort sprouts? Make green dumplings or stick them on pancakes?"
This time everyone’s reaction was the same—
“Stick the pancake!”
“You have to use glutinous rice flour to make green dumplings, which is not easy to digest.”
“What kind of stuffing is the Qingtuan’er stuffed with? I saw on the Internet that people stuffed it with meat floss and so on, but it’s not that delicious here.”
“How about making mugwort glutinous rice cake? I think that’s delicious. It’s oily, fried until it’s crispy on the outside, and glutinous on the inside…”
“I think mugwort cake tastes better than mugwort cake…”
Everyone has their own preferences, and the importance of Chef Qi Cousin is reflected. He looks beautiful at this moment: "Don't worry, you can eat them all!"
Then he waved his hand and summoned again:
Zhang Yanping pointed at herself in disbelief: "Me?"
Others are still lying on the terrace on the third floor. There are so many people downstairs asking, "Why is it me?"
The seventh cousin hesitated for a moment: "I don't know why, but I think you are energetic when I look at you." But in fact, who in the family doesn't know that Zhang Yanping doesn't do any hard work at all, and he groans for a long time even if he is asked to grind.
but-
Cousin Seven thought for a moment: "You can grind and grind, and pounding the white wormwood is no problem, right?"
Although the efficiency of grinding is not high, it is for dinner anyway, so you don’t have to worry about doing it all afternoon.
“I can’t do anything!” Zhang Yanping said angrily: “Seventh cousin, don’t look down on me like this! I am also paid!”
As he was talking, he saw that Lu Chuan had rolled up his sleeves: "What to do? I'll do it."
He took the initiative to ask for a job and took a fancy to the stone mortar in the corner of the yard.
But the seventh cousin hesitated: "Why don't you forget it? Your clothes are quite expensive, and the juice will splash on them later..."
He knew that Lu Chuan was a standard Princess and Pea. Not only did she have to wear silky and soft clothes, but also the rough cloth on the hammer. He held it hard for a while, and his palms were worn out.
Now that she has not revealed the delicate princess's physique, she has already given Song Tan's partner some face.
Lu Chuan looked down at the T-shirt he was wearing: "This is fine, this is pure cotton." It just requires more processes, the price is more expensive, and the softness is also higher.
“Forget it.” Ulan also advised: “Xiao Lu, I know you are hardworking, so come and help choose the vegetables. This rough work is not suitable for you.”
Ask the child to pound these baskets of grass leaves, and then they will really have blood and tears in their eyes when they eat.
Ulan made a quick decision: "Let Tantan do it, she has the energy."
"Even if you work hard, you will get tired. Let me do it." Lu Chuan had already rolled up his sleeves, easily pushed the stone mortar aside, and then turned on the faucet to rinse.
At this moment, Zhang Yanping, who was lying on the third floor, received everyone's attention: "..."
He yelled angrily, "Whether it's mugwort glutinous rice cakes or mugwort steamed buns, I want to eat ten!"
Then the black and strong body rushed down, squeezing Lu Chuan away with his backhand, pressing a pair of iron palms on the stone mortar, trying to pour out the water inside.
“Hey ha!”
…”
“emmm…”
Unsuccessful.
The looks in everyone’s eyes were very hard to describe.
He took a deep breath, the overlord’s solemnity when he raised the cauldron was nothing more than that, and then he exerted force again—
“How about I do it.”
Lu Chuan had already walked to him easily, and then easily grabbed his wrist and pushed him to the side. Then he pressed his palm on the edge of the stone mortar and exerted a slight force. The stone mortar filled with water fell over and crashed. The water drains outward along the curvature of the yard.
He grabbed the stone mortar and shook it. When the remaining water at the bottom began to slosh, he turned on the faucet again and started rinsing.
When I stood up and let go of my hand, the palm of my hand was already red.
Everyone:…
I don’t know which one to evaluate—Zhang Yanping, you have been in the country for a whole year! How can you grow so strong and have so little strength if you don't have any strength to work?
It’s a pity that Dr. Xiao Guo is not here, otherwise how could I afford to take care of him!
And Lu Chuan, this delicate...
Ulan sighed, thinking that fortunately his family had become richer and they no longer needed to farm. (End of chapter)