The young couple were newlyweds, deeply in love, especially after marriage. As they got to know each other better, they became increasingly dependent on one another. Lin Xue had initially given up on herself, feeling that returning to her hometown to marry an abusive old man would be a nightmare, and marrying Mo Yuan, a petty hoodlum, would also be a nightmare. However, she felt that Mo Youshan's family, apart from Mo Yuan, had a decent reputation, and although marrying Mo Yuan was a reluctant decision, it wasn't the worst choice.
She could only pray that Mo Yuan would have a change of heart and stop beating and scolding her after they got married, and that they could live a peaceful life together. She was already grateful for that. But what she had initially thought was a living hell had now turned into a sweet paradise.
Mo Yuan not only reformed his ways but seemed like a completely different person. He was incredibly attentive to her, taking meticulous care of her in every way. As a woman, she could deeply feel Mo Yuan's love for her. It was like going from hell to heaven, so she naturally cherished him all the more. Especially since Mo Yuan was indeed handsome, the two got along harmoniously after their marriage.
Mo Yuan, burdened by guilt from his past life, wanted to make amends to Lin Xue as much as possible, ensuring she wouldn't suffer any more injustice in this life. Their relationship deepened, and their life became increasingly happy and fulfilling.
Now, in Lin Xue's heart, Mo Yuan had become the most important person in her life. Her feelings for him grew deeper and deeper, to the point of being unable to extricate herself. These past few nights, when she lay alone in bed, she would toss and turn, unable to fall asleep. Her heart was filled with longing and concern for Mo Yuan, a feeling that tormented her greatly.
To alleviate her inner pain, Lin Xue had to write a letter to her family, inquiring about their well-being. Through communicating with her family, she temporarily forgot her longing for Mo Yuan and got through those agonizing days. However, her yearning for Mo Yuan did not diminish; instead, it became even stronger.
Finally, Lin Xue saw Mo Yuan again. Overwhelmed with emotion at their long separation, the two could no longer contain their feelings. Without hesitation, Lin Xue threw herself into Mo Yuan's arms, hugging him tightly as if trying to merge him into her own body. Mo Yuan was equally thrilled, holding Lin Xue close in return, savoring the warmth of the moment.
In this passionate moment, Mo Yuan couldn't help but kiss Lin Xue. At first, Lin Xue was a little shy and resistant; after all, there were many people outside the kitchen, and it would be incredibly embarrassing if they were discovered. But as Mo Yuan's passion took hold, she gradually let go of her reserve and began to reciprocate his affection.
After a passionate kiss, Lin Xue finally broke free from Mo Yuan's embrace. A shy blush rose on her face, and she whispered, "Alright, let's hurry up and cook, the guests are waiting. We'll continue tonight... tonight." With that, she gently pushed Mo Yuan away and turned to get back to work in the kitchen.
Nevertheless, she remained cheerful, knowing that an even sweeter and warmer time awaited them that evening.
Mo Yuan naturally understood what Lin Xue meant by "that night." Watching Lin Xue run away with a blush on her face, he felt secretly pleased. He knew she was shy, and it was already quite remarkable that she had responded to him so enthusiastically.
After all, Mo Yuan had tried to sneak closer to Lin Xue before, but each time Lin Xue would glare at him and stop him, or gently slap away his outstretched hand. This time, Lin Xue's initiative was truly rare. Mo Yuan thought to himself, there's no need to rush. When evening comes, the couple can enjoy their time together.
The most important thing now is to prepare a good meal. Putting everything else aside, Zhou Yongli had been very kind to me during my time at the coal mine, helping me a lot. Now that he's come home, I must treat him to a proper meal.
Thinking of this, Mo Yuan felt cheerful and hummed a little tune as he walked into the kitchen to get busy. As time went by, the aroma of the meat in the pot grew stronger and stronger, making one's mouth water. Soon, a sumptuous dinner would be ready, and they could start eating immediately.
Taking advantage of the moment, Mo Yuan quickly found a clean, large jar, which was their family's special jar for pickling vegetables.
In recent years, the family's financial situation has been difficult, and eating stir-fried dishes every day is impossible, so pickled vegetables have become their main side dish. Every year, Yu Xiu'e pickles two or three jars of vegetables. Now this jar is empty and can be used to store jarred meat.
Mo Yuan used a brush to scrub the jar clean, then poured in some white wine. He then used his hands to evenly spread the wine on the jar's walls and bottom, and finally ignited the alcohol. Instantly, a pale blue flame ignited inside the jar, which looked quite magical. After the alcohol burned off and the flame extinguished naturally, the jar was considered sterilized.
Next, Mo Yuan carefully scooped out the golden-brown, crispy pork and arranged it neatly in the jar. Because the jar was quite large, the pork needed to be filled to two-thirds of its height. Then, he poured the remaining pork into the jar, completely submerging it in the oil. After the lard solidified, the braised pork was ready!
Pork preserved in this way will not spoil for up to a year. Whenever you want to eat it, simply scoop a piece out of the jar to enjoy its delicious flavor.
Actually, the longer this kind of jarred meat is left, the better it tastes. After all, the jar itself contains salt, and after long-term pickling, the meat becomes firm and fragrant.
The meat in the jar can be taken out at this point and used for stir-frying or stewing, with an excellent flavor. However, Mo Yuan couldn't wait that long; he couldn't wait to taste this delicacy.
So he decided to cook a piece of rice so everyone could share the deliciousness. He also stir-fried a plate of shredded pork with sauce and a plate of stir-fried pork with chili peppers to enrich the dishes on the table. Just then, the rice in the pot was perfectly cooked, emitting a fragrant aroma.
In the past, Mo Yuan's family didn't have rice because the area where they lived was dry land and couldn't grow rice. His eldest sister, Hong Ying, only grew one rice crop a year, but the yield was limited, so she could only give Mo Yuan's family some each year.
Mo Yuan consumed most of the rice himself, as the rest of the family preferred noodles, while Mo Yuan had a particular fondness for rice. Although their living conditions had improved, considering the dietary habits of the others, Mo Yuan still primarily bought wheat flour as his staple food and rarely prepared rice.
Zhou Yongli brought so much rice this time, which finally allowed Mo Yuan to have a good meal, and also satisfied Lin Xue's preference, since she comes from the south and likes to eat rice.
During his years of working in the countryside, he rarely ate wheat flour, let alone rice. This was perhaps a small act of selfishness on Mo Yuan's part.
Moreover, given the limited time, he himself couldn't possibly knead dough to steam buns or make pancakes!
At Mo Yuan's shout, Lin Xue ran out of the room to help bring the dishes inside.
When the delicious-looking dishes were placed on the table, not only Mo Youxian and the others, but even Zhou Yongli was dumbfounded!
This is far too lavish!
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