In fact, Su Qingluan was not very good at hiding her thoughts. She knew what to say and what not to say, but she was not a person with deep thoughts.
So in front of some observant people, even if they didn't know what she was thinking - after all, the generation gap of hundreds or thousands of years meant that even if Su Qingluan expressed some of her thoughts, the other party would not be able to understand them, but her emotions were like clear handwriting on a piece of white paper, clearly displayed in front of others.
So when Su Qingluan was immersed in brainstorming, with all kinds of thoughts going off in different directions in her mind, she was brought back to her senses by Wu Dani's "chuckle" next to her.
"Ah?" What was this person laughing at? Su Qingluan was a little confused.
"Shopkeeper Su, although you usually look smart and capable, but..." Wu Dani couldn't help laughing, "I didn't expect that your facial features are quite flexible." She saw Su Qingluan go from shy to sighing to indignant to high-spirited... The countless changes in her expression during this period were simply breathtaking.
In fact, Wu Dani was very curious about what Su Qingluan was thinking that could make her expressions so rich in such a short time, but after thinking about it, she gave up - to put it bluntly, the two of them were not only from the same hometown, but also the shopkeeper and the employee. They had to know their limits and not ask questions that should not be asked.
"?" Su Qingluan's head was full of question marks: Why did she not understand something?
Seeing Su Qingluan staring at her blankly, contrary to her previous calm and composed demeanor at work, Wu Dani's heart suddenly softened: She's only thirteen or fourteen years old...
Wu Dani didn't explain anything. She just patted Su Qingluan on the head and sighed, "She's still a child after all..." Then she said to the yard in front, "Isn't that your yard? Go back quickly."
As he said this, he asked Su Qingluan to stretch out her hand, and then placed a few pieces of malt candy in her palm.
After Wu Dani walked away, Su Qingluan finally realized that she was being treated like a child.
Feeling a little speechless and a little happy, with a feeling that was hard to explain, Su Qingluan peeled off the candy wrapper and ate a piece of the candy that was specially given to her.
"It's so sweet, too choking..." Although Su Qingluan muttered this, she did not spit out the candy, nor did she throw away the remaining malt sugar. Instead, she put it into her sleeve and went home with her bags.
Now the fruit jam that Su Qingluan had originally planned has been made, but the work of making winter clothes for Yang and repairing the house for Su Guangfu cannot be completed in a short time - after all, Su Qingluan only asked her parents to join in halfway.
Su Qingluan felt sorry for the two of them working in the cold weather. However, Su Guangfu and Yang were both kind-hearted people and didn't mind being "recruited" by their daughter.
Rather, after learning what Su Qingluan asked them to do, the two of them were actually very happy to do something for everyone. So instead of feeling tired, they were more excited than the other, and were so motivated!
As a result, Su Qingluan has become the most idle person besides Su Xueyan!
Some of the female workers that Yang found to work with her on needlework were from Huaxi Village, and three or four were hired from the town.
After a few days of getting along, everyone was already talking and laughing, working and chatting about family matters at the same time, which was quite pleasant.
Yang gathered everyone in the main hall, which not only saved her work but also allowed her to take care of Su Xueyan, killing two birds with one stone. However, this meant she had less time to cook dinner.
Fortunately, Su Qingluan is now free, so she is responsible for dinner these days.
But in addition to dinner today, Su Qingluan also has to do something else - there are only two or three days left before the "thank you banquet" promised to Mu Xingzhi, so she has to make some preparations.
In fact, when Su Qingluan left Mu Xing's house, the other party had said, "All raw materials are provided by us," but some things must be prepared in advance if you want to achieve the best results.
For example, broth.
Many broths even need to be simmered for a whole day and night, or even several days and nights. Su Qingluan didn't want to go to such great lengths, and after all, she should have prepared it a day in advance, otherwise the taste would be a little lacking if she waited until she was ready to use it.
So after dinner that night, Su Qingluan first marinated the pork belly she bought with coarse salt, then turned around and left with a piece of marinated bacon.
"It's dark outside. Where are you going?" Yang asked from behind.
"Didn't I promise Mu Xing... Mr. Mu, thank you for your help during this period? Now that I finally have a break, I plan to fulfill my promise as soon as possible." Su Qingluan shook the pickled bacon in her hand. "The broth needs to be prepared a day in advance, so I'll prepare the ingredients for tomorrow first."
Mrs. Yang was refining lard. The rich aroma of lard spread more and more as the fat was put into the pot. Su Xuanhe and Su Xueyan, who had already eaten their fill, could not help but come under the window sill of the kitchen, and were laughed at and scolded by Mrs. Yang as "little greedy cats".
Seeing Su Qingluan walking out of the house carrying the pickled pork, he hurriedly asked Su Guangfu to hang a lantern at the door to prevent Su Qingluan from tripping over the threshold when she came back because she couldn't see the road clearly.
After Su Guangfu came back from hanging the lanterns, Yang pulled him into the kitchen. As the frying pan crackled, she whispered to her husband, "Do you think it's okay for our daughter to go to Mr. Mu's place so late?"
Su Guangfu looked puzzled: "What's the big deal?"
"This... after all, we're alone..."
"Don't we still have Song Bo?" Su Guangfu didn't take the matter to heart. "Besides, there are more than one or two young wives in the village who are interested in Mr. Mu. They are all upright and have not been involved in any rumors."
Yang nodded: "That's true..." The most important thing is that as a mother and a woman, she intuitively felt that her daughter was still not enlightened and had no feelings for Mu Xingzhi.
Rather, she seemed to be less shy towards any man than her peers.
Thinking of this, and considering that her eldest daughter would be old enough to get married in a year or two, Yang couldn't help but have a headache: she was anxious because her daughter was restless, and she was also anxious because her daughter was a piece of wood!
Su Mutou herself didn't know how her mother was complaining about her in her heart. She had just entered Mu Xingzhi's house - Song Bo opened the door, and Mu Xingzhi was "cultivating himself".
However, it is obvious that this time the "cultivation" is just a smokescreen, and Mu Xingzhi himself is not there.
Su Qingluan asked Song Bo to take her to the kitchen. Song Bo looked at the pickled bacon in Su Qingluan's hand and smiled, "Didn't I tell you that Madam Su doesn't need to spend any money on the ingredients?"
"It takes a while to make cured bacon, and I don't know what other people's cured bacon tastes like, so I'm more comfortable making my own. When making broth, you always have to know the base flavors of the ingredients. Otherwise, if it doesn't taste right, it's very difficult to fix it."
Su Qingluan explained.
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