Chapter 177 What is the old lady afraid of?
Xu Mingyang rolled countless times in the mud, his eyes sparkling with joy. He raised his chin like a proud little rooster, his eyes and eyebrows gleaming with pride: "That's it!"
"Sister-in-law, you don't even know this. Huo Jiandan beat me so hard that I couldn't even get up! He's no match for me at all!"
"Hot egg?"
Sang Zhixia had a strange expression on her face, and she felt mixed emotions. "Isn't the Huo family kid called Huo Dan? How did he get that nickname?"
"Because he has a pointy head!"
Xu Mingyang said with great conviction: "With such a pointy head and nicknamed Egg, calling him Huo Jiandan is well-deserved!"
Sang Zhixia didn't know how to answer for a moment.
Xu Mingyang excitedly stretched out his pitch-black little claws to grab her: "Sister-in-law, come quickly, I brought this back specially for you. If you go too late, Xu Mingxu and the others will have eaten it all!"
Xu Yu heard the noise and followed out unwillingly. When he saw the branch Xu Mingyang had snatched back, his expression was amused.
Xu Mingyang was still bragging: "These wild raspberries are delicious! There are still many red fruits left on the branches!"
"I only picked the green ones for others who are greedy. The red ones are all here! Come and eat them, sister-in-law!"
Xu Mingyang pointed at his hard-earned trophy and called his family with great enthusiasm, but even Xu Mingxu looked at him as if he was a fool.
Xu Jinxi was too young to say anything mocking. She simply held the small bowl in her hand and handed it over, saying softly, "Third brother, this is for you to eat."
The small bowl was filled with picked and washed raspberries. Although their color was not as rich as the ones that Sang Zhixia had just eaten, they were also ripe and bright red.
On the contrary, the ones Xu Mingyang snatched from Huo Jiandan were of very poor quality. The most ripe ones still had half a green tail left.
Xu Mingyang was very open-minded. He happily grabbed a few red ones and threw them into his mouth. While chewing, he asked, "Jinxi, where did you get these fruits?"
Xu Mingxu also went to bring his own small bowl and stuffed it into Xu Mingyang's hand: "Third brother, don't ask any more questions, just eat."
Xu Yanran couldn't bear to see his naiveté, so she said with pity, "You said this raspberry branch was a trophy from the duel with Huo Dan, right?"
Xu Mingyang nodded seriously.
Xu Yanran: "But why didn't you go home and ask your elder brother before you duel with him?"
Xu Mingyang was completely confused: "Why are you asking Big Brother?"
"Huo Jiandan and I are fighting alone! We must not let anyone interfere!"
Xu Yanran covered her face with exhaustion, and said angrily, "I want you to ask big brother where Huo Dan got the mountain raspberry branch!"
"This is what Big Brother gave him. Why are you going to fight a battle to get it back?!"
Sang Zhixia couldn't help herself after hearing this.
She laughed so hard that she had to hold onto Xu Yu's shoulders to stand. Xu Yu patted Xu Mingyang's head with a hard-to-speak expression and suppressed his laughter: "It's okay, it's not bad to be able to get it back."
"Your portion is in the little bowl over there. Go eat that."
Xu Yu picked a bunch of well-produced raspberry branches today, carried them all the way down, picked out the best fruits and took them home, and gave the rest of the bunch to the village children who followed him and refused to leave.
When Xu Yu gave them away, there were still quite a few red ones hanging on the branches.
But of the things that Xu Mingyang had fought hard to bring into the house, only some were half-green and half-red, which showed that they had been looted more than once before the duel.
These little kids are taking advantage of others and are so ruthless even at such a young age.
Xu Mingyang not only failed to present his treasure but also made a fool of himself. He touched his nose and didn't feel angry. He opened his mouth and grinned, showing his teeth dyed red by raspberries, laughing, completely unaware of the approaching crisis.
Aunt Xu walked up behind Xu Mingyang with a face as black as the bottom of a pot, looked at the clay doll in front of her, and said coldly, "Xu Mingyang."
"ah?"
"What did I tell you before you left?!"
"How many clothes have you gotten dirty rolling in the mud?!"
Second Aunt Xu stood up angrily and rolled up her sleeves. Xu Mingyang fled in panic. Seeing Xu Minghui wearing new clothes, he ran towards him and said, "Brother, save me!"
Xu Minghui's face was full of frank disgust. He ignored the brotherhood and dodged sideways. He also pressed Xu Mingyang's head and pushed him in the direction where Aunt Xu was chasing him, with his butt facing the stick.
"It's so dirty, don't get close to me."
"Go over there and get beaten."
Xu Mingyang got the beating he wanted.
The whole family looked at the bunch of green fruits he had won with his fight. The family members were so cold and indifferent that no one asked Aunt Xu to show mercy.
Sang Zhixia was having fun for a long time, but when he turned around, he noticed an old lady sitting in the main room without saying a word, with only her silhouette visible, and he felt strange.
"What's wrong with grandma lately? She seems absent-minded?"
Xu Yu heard it, glanced sideways, and said calmly, "What's wrong?"
Sang Zhixia didn't know how to describe it. After a moment's hesitation, she whispered, "Don't you think Grandma has been a little strange lately?"
He was unusually silent and quiet, never saying a word about anything going on at home. Most of the time he sat there in silence, dazed, as if he had been frightened by something. He was always panic-stricken and tense, like a frightened bird.
But what is the old lady afraid of?
Xu Yu didn't want to say more and arouse her suspicion, so he randomly plucked Sang Zhixia's earlobe and said lightly, "Maybe you're worried about your second uncle."
Sang Zhixia was half-believing and half-doubting: "Really?"
"Didn't Xu Minghui say that Second Uncle is doing much better and has gained some weight? What's there to worry about?"
"Speaking of being a little fatter..."
Xu Yu glanced critically at Sang Zhixia and said with a frown, "You've lost weight again recently."
Sang Zhixia felt bad when she heard this, and sure enough, the next second she heard Xu Wenxiu say, "You can say it."
"I told her she hadn't eaten well in recent days and had lost a lot of weight, but Xia Xia kept arguing with me, saying she had gained weight!"
"How is she fat?"
Aunt Xu, who was watching the fun, also frowned and said, "It's been hot lately, and Xia Xia is even hotter than these little ones. She can't eat much, and she's busy working in the fields all day long. How can she not lose weight?"
Other people who have worked can eat three big bowls of rice when they get home. But when I came to Sang Zhixia, I had to do just as much work as others, but when I sat down at the table, I couldn't even swallow half a bowl of rice.
If this continues, what will happen when autumn and winter come?
Xu Yu's brows were furrowed even tighter.
Xu Minghui tilted his head to take a look and suggested, "Let's ask the doctor to prescribe some medicine to help him recover."
Xu Wenxiu nodded seriously: "I think it's okay."
Sang Zhixia: "No, I really don't need it, I..."
"I'm going into the city the day after tomorrow, and I'll bring you the prescription."
Xu Yu ignored the shock in Sang Zhixia's eyes and said slowly, "You are not allowed to go to the fields when the sun is strong. You say it, and I will do it."
"That's settled."
Sang Zhixia originally planned to take a walk around the experimental field he had opened up, but was deprived of the right to go out in a few words and could only wait until the evening.
She rubbed her face, feeling both amused and helpless, and said with a smile, "Everyone says you can't eat when it's hot, so why don't I make something appetizing today?"
"How about cold noodles?"
Xu Yu didn't want her to go to the stove and be heated again, so he pursed his lips and said, "You teach me, and I'll do it."
Cold noodles are not difficult to make.
Xu Yu had strong hands, and the dough he rolled out was very tough. He could easily pull out noodles of the most uniform thickness. When he shook it on the chopping board, each strand was distinct, slender and attractive.
Put the noodles into boiling water, add cold water three times after boiling, take out the noodles when the dough core is still raw, mix them with a circle of heated and then cooled oil, slightly roll the cooked noodles into a curl shape, and steam them.
When the noodles were steamed thoroughly, they were put into the pot. Sang Zhixia brought a large, clean sieve and said, "Quick, quick, pour everything in."
Use chopsticks to shake the steamed noodles and spread them out. Shake them repeatedly to make sure that no noodles are stuck together. Then place the sieve containing the noodles in the coolest place to cool naturally.
Next comes the most important cold noodle soup.
Fresh cucumbers picked from the fields, soaked dried black fungus, and tofu skin that Sang Zhixia had specially picked out and dried after making tofu several times, the prepared side dishes were chopped into long and thin strips neatly under Xu Yu's amazing knife skills.
Sang Zhixia also specially fried a plate of peanuts, sprinkled a little salt on the golden peanuts, and after they cooled completely, poured them into a small stone mortar and pounded them into peanut crumbs.
Pour the hot oil into the red chili powder, and the hot oil will spread the unique spicy aroma in the air.
The old man smelled it as soon as he entered the door. The village chief who came with him exclaimed and said with a smile: "What delicious food are you making? I smell this delicious aroma!"
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