Chapter 71: Long Hair is So Soft
Gu Yuexuan didn't know when he got up, but it was obvious that most of the beans had turned into soy milk.
After she finished washing up, she took out gauze and filtered the ground soy milk, and the pot was filled with soy milk that exuded a mellow bean aroma.
After Tu Subo finished grinding the last handful of beans, he immediately noticed the flour in the wooden basin and began to knead the dough.
He had already mastered the skill of kneading dough to perfection and did not need any guidance from others.
While he was kneading the dough, Gu Yuexuan had already prepared the filling for the buns.
The pork purchased yesterday was chopped into fine meat paste, and the dried bamboo shoots and mushrooms soaked in hot water were cut into fine cubes. Then, appropriate amount of seasoning was added, mixed evenly, and waited for use.
After a period of fermentation, the dough became even more fluffy and soft. Gu Yuexuan pulled off some dough and said, "The millet porridge should be almost cooked. Go scoop it out and let it air dry. And help me put the steamer on to preheat it with the steam."
While she was speaking, her hands did not stop moving.
Perfect buns were born one after another in her deft hands, and the eighteen delicate pleats soon filled the entire steamer.
The soft bun skin is filled with rich fillings, the warm millet porridge gently soothes people's stomachs, and the soy milk with syrup is even more memorable. This home-cooked breakfast makes people feel satisfied and a healthy blush appears on their faces.
“It feels so good!”
Tu Suting burped loudly and collapsed on the back of his chair, praising, "Ever since my niece-in-law took over the kitchen, the meals at home have become more delicious every day. I'm full of anticipation."
Although not gourmet, these simple home-cooked dishes make people feel satisfied and more motivated to work.
The old lady is extremely picky about the details of life, but she can find a little comfort in Gu Yuexuan's cooking skills.
She put down her bowl and chopsticks and said softly, "We can share some of the housework, but let her do the cooking."
There are many laborers in the family, and Gu Yuexuan's hands are no shortage.
Xi Lanfang thought that cooking was easier than carrying heavy firewood and working hard.
Everyone tacitly agreed that Gu Yuexuan did not have to take on other chores, and Gu Yuexuan was happy about this. She took advantage of this free time to devote herself wholeheartedly to the needlework in her hands.
She secretly made up her mind that Tu Subo must wear this coarse cloth clothes!
Day after day, night after night, Gu Yuexuan worked hard to complete this time-consuming and laborious masterpiece.
However……
She looked at Tu Subo hesitantly and said, "Maybe you should just wear the clothes you bought."
Tu Subo is naturally handsome and has a typical clothes hanger figure.
Even a coarse linen shirt looked perfectly fitted on him.
The dress, while true to size, was, as she had expected, less than ideal.
The stitches were rough, the interlaced threads were visible, and the joints of the fabric were not smooth enough. Even though it was hanging on Tu Subo's body, it still looked a bit awkward, giving people an indescribable feeling of discomfort.
She looked at it, feeling indescribably strange.
Gu Yuexuan stood up and wanted to ask Tu Subo to change, but Tu Subo suddenly noticed a thin strap on the bed: "What is that?"
"Is this what you mean?"
Gu Yuexuan picked up the ribbon and explained, "At first I wanted to try making a headband, but the small one turned out pretty good, but the whole dress was disappointing."
Tu Subo asked curiously, "Is this made for me?"
"If not for you, who else can I give it to?"
The confidence that inadvertently emanated from her words caused Tu Subo to smile silently. He gently removed the wooden hairpin that was slanted in his hair, turned around, and gently asked, "I'm not very familiar with using a hairband. Could you please give me a hand?"
Gu Yuexuan's gaze rose and fell on his long black hair that fell like a waterfall, and the hairband in her hand seemed to become unusually hot at this moment.
She held the hairband tightly and asked hesitantly, "You mean, you want me to fix your hair?"
She herself knew nothing about it.
Every morning, she would just casually put her hair up, and the most convenient way to cover it up was to wrap it with a headscarf.
As the saying goes, a single cloth can hide countless hairstyle flaws.
However, why did this person have such trust in her?
Tu Subo didn't mind her hesitation and said with a smile, "Don't be too particular, just tie it up simply."
He turned his head, his eyes gently fell on Gu Yuexuan, and raised his eyebrows slightly to ask: "Xuanxuan, are you willing to try it?"
When the snow-white fingertips gently passed through the long hair like black jade, the only clear feeling in Gu Yuexuan's heart was: extremely smooth.
He was a big, burly man with a tough aura, but I didn't expect his hair to be so smooth.
Hair that is too smooth is often difficult to manage.
Gu Yuexuan tried several times and finally decided to use the simplest technique. In just a few seconds, she tied Tu Subo's hair into a high ponytail on top of his head.
The headband is made from leftover fabric from clothing, about two fingers wide and long enough to wrap around the forearm. It is firmly fixed at both ends of the hair roots and allowed to fall naturally. Compared to the usual quiet and reserved hairpins, this hairstyle reveals an indescribable sense of freedom and unrestrainedness.
She took a small step back, looked it over carefully, and deep in her heart she felt the most sincere admiration: "The ancients were not deceiving me."
What does it matter if the clothes are not made exquisitely enough?
Look at him, he is so handsome.
After hearing this, Tu Subo let out a soft laugh, gently stroked his neatly tied long hair, and praised jokingly: "Your craftsmanship is indeed extraordinary, a hundred times better than mine."
Gu Yuexuan waved her hand gently and smiled modestly, "No, no, I'm unworthy of it. But, are you really planning to go out dressed like this?"
"We still..."
“This one is pretty good too.”
Tu Subo deliberately ignored the twisted stitches and tangled threads on his clothes, stood up and said, "I plan to go to the county town today to deliver charcoal. Would you like to come with me?"
Gu Yuexuan was unable to dissuade him, so she could only nod obediently and said softly, "I still have some things to take care of, so you can go on your own."
"A few days ago, I heard the eldest sister-in-law of the Hu family mention that there seems to be some abandoned land in our village. I want to find some time to explore it."
A glimmer of understanding flashed across Tu Subo's eyes: "Are you planning to buy some farmland?"
"That's right."
Gu Yuexuan carefully gathered the scattered needle and thread ends on the bed and replied without looking up, "It's almost the end of November now, and the charcoal burning work won't last much longer. If we want to catch up with the spring plowing boom, we must start thinking about buying farmland."
For farmers, land is the foundation of life.
Unless there is a family change or a natural disaster, the few acres of land in the family will be tightly held by generations, and even if you have money, you may not be able to find a seller willing to sell it.
However, she heard from Hu's eldest sister-in-law that there seemed to be some idle and unowned land in the village.
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