Tang Youtian only had 10,000 yuan in his hand. This was the reward he earned a few days ago from working hard on a construction team in the county town. He hadn't even had a chance to enjoy it yet!
If we buy Yan Hong a bowl of noodles, he can't just stand by and watch, can he? Shouldn't he also want a bowl?
If two people eat two bowls, that four thousand yuan will be gone. He worked hard for three days, and half of it was wasted in one meal. How could he bear to part with it?
But then he thought, "You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub." This woman was incredibly sexy, so much better than the slut he had chased away. She even had a big ass and could definitely give birth to a son.
"Oh, Youtian, just buy me a bowl of noodles! Look, I've followed you all the way to town, and I didn't even get to ride in an oxcart. You won't even buy me a bowl of noodles. What good is it for me to follow you? You want me to give you a son? Dream on!"
Seeing that the seductive woman was getting angry and about to leave, Tang Youtian quickly called for Grandma Zhou.
"Fine, fine, you're my ancestor, okay? Then what will you eat?"
"Noodles with braised meat sauce".
"Alright, give her a bowl of braised noodles, and I'll have a bowl of garlic noodles. Hurry up, we're all starving!"
Tang Youtian gritted his teeth and ordered two bowls of noodles. Upon hearing this, the woman in red smiled with satisfaction.
"That's right. Money can be earned again. If you can't even afford to buy me a bowl of noodles, what's the point of me staying with you?"
Tang Youtian sat down next to the woman in a clingy manner, trying to put his arm around her waist, but she pushed him away in disgust.
"What are you doing? Aren't you hot? So many people are watching, it's such a bad influence! Besides, you haven't even settled things with your husband yet!"
The moment Cao Amei was mentioned, Tang Youtian's face darkened instantly.
"Damn it, why did you bring up that bitch? If she dares to come back, it means I haven't beaten her enough. I'll beat her every time she comes, until she doesn't dare to come back!"
"Aren't you afraid of her brothers from her maternal family?" The woman's sweet voice was full of anticipation.
Tang Youtian snorted coldly, "So what if she has brothers on her mother's side? I also have brothers and nephews. What use is she if she can't give birth to a son?"
Thinking of this, he deliberately pinched the woman's waist, which earned him a playful scolding from her.
"Don't touch me, it's really inappropriate,"
Tang Youtian whispered in the woman's ear, "Yan Hong, as long as you give me a son, I promise to treat you well."
"Really? You won't treat me like you treated Cao A-mei? I've heard you two fight every day and don't do any work in the fields. How can I believe you?"
"Oh, that's how I deal with Cao Amei. What am I supposed to support if she doesn't work? Can she compare to you? If you really marry me and give me a son, I'll treat you like royalty and won't let you do any work. You'll take care of the house while I work in the fields, and we'll definitely be able to make a living."
The woman's eyes were full of hope: "Really?"
"Of course. When have I, Tang Youtian, ever gone back on my word? Now that I have a son, I've done a better job than anyone else."
As soon as the noodles arrived, the two of them forgot about their sweet nothings and started eating right away.
While Tang Youtian was happily eating a bite of garlic and a bite of noodles, he didn't notice the woman next to him instinctively shifting to the side.
Her eyes were filled with disgust; where was the smug, wanton manner she had just displayed? Especially when she saw Tang Youtian eating garlic, she felt so disgusted that she couldn't eat anymore. But when she touched her own stomach, something seemed to happen to her, and her eyes held a hint of helplessness and resignation.
Ah Jiu is short, and from her angle, she can see their little actions under the table. This woman named Yan Hong, hehe, is not simple!
After finishing their meal, the two left arm in arm. Xiao Jiu sat in the corner, peeling garlic in her hand—a cover for staying to watch the show.
"Do you know those two people?" Just as she was lost in thought, Zhou Yue's words pulled her back to reality.
Ah Jiu looked up, completely bewildered: "Brother Yue, what did you say?"
He's really obsessed. What does such a small person know?
After Xiao Jiu closed the gate and returned to the main courtyard, she took an orange from her spatial storage and ate it while pondering how to get revenge on her scumbag parents.
If she doesn't deal with them properly, she and her sisters won't be able to have a good life in the future.
It will always be a hidden danger; just thinking about it makes me feel itchy all over.
She didn't waste the orange peels she finished eating; she fed them directly to the mother sheep. In those days of scarcity, even sheep were in dire need. When they encountered something fresh, they ate it with gusto, devouring it in no time, while their poor calf was bleating pitifully beside them!
Grandma soaked some coarse grains before she left this morning, so now she can help cook them.
The older generation in this era doesn't have much of a sense of time. They decide when to go home based on what they will do later. They usually need to take a nap in the afternoon, so they choose to finish the work in the fields in the morning.
Besides coarse grains, Grandma also prepared dough, clearly intending to cook porridge on the bottom and steam buns on top.
A large bowl of dough is difficult to knead, so she kneads it in three stages. First, she kneads the dough to remove the air, then sprinkles baking soda on the work surface, rolls it out evenly with a rolling pin, and kneads the baking soda into the dough. It is important to knead it evenly, otherwise the steamed buns will have yellow spots on them and will not taste good.
She watches her grandmother and sister make steamed buns every day and thinks it's not difficult. Especially now that she lives alone, she watches short videos to learn how to cook. She has never been able to make steamed buns and dumplings as soft, fluffy, and white as those in the videos. So when she watches her grandmother make them, she works very hard and asks questions whenever she doesn't understand. Today is her first time trying.
She added enough water at once, and started with a low flame. After it boiled for a while, the dough was also kneaded, so she turned up the heat to bring it to a boil.
To make chewy and delicious steamed buns, you have to knead the dough well. The steamed buns my grandma made had a layered texture because she repeatedly kneaded the dough, layering it on top of each other. It was very strenuous, but the steamed buns turned out beautiful and delicious.
She had eaten her fill today, so she naturally had to work extra hard, but standing on the stool made it a little difficult to exert her strength.
After kneading the dough, the next step is to shape the dough into round balls, which is a skill in itself. She had tried this in modern times and succeeded, so it was no challenge for her. In no time, she had kneaded about ten large and small steamed buns.
Grandma steamed mixed flour, so it was dark and didn't look very appealing, and there were still some unfiltered particles in the flour.
Pure white steamed buns are only used in their family when making dumplings during the Lunar New Year. It's rare to eat them at other times. Even though their family is well-off, Grandma doesn't have a habit of being extravagant.
After letting it ferment naturally for about ten minutes, she placed the steamed buns on a steamer rack lined with a damp cloth, arranged them one by one, covered them, and waited for the magical transformation to take place twenty minutes later.
While waiting, I didn't sit idle. I kept an eye on the fire and went to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables. We had porridge and steamed buns, so we had to cook a dish to make it a proper lunch!
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