"I heard from your aunt that she asked a matchmaker to arrange a marriage for you. Congratulations! You're about to become a groom." Yuan Doudou changed the subject before he could finish speaking.
Wang Qiqiang wanted to express his true feelings, but after hearing what she said, he could only hold back.
"You're the eldest, you have a lot of responsibilities." He didn't think about making money, he only wanted to help me, which made him seem a bit too naive.
Wang Qiqiang understood her implication: "I know, Mother has always wanted me to settle down and start a family, but I have someone in my heart and I can't let go of them. What should I do?"
He gazed at Yuan Doudou with deep affection, hoping to find the answer he sought in her eyes.
“Brother Wang, look ahead. There’s a vast forest ahead. A true man shouldn’t hang himself on one tree.” Yuan Doudou spoke with the air of a relationship expert, making everyone who heard her straighten up.
Cicadas chirped and frogs croaked, and a crescent moon hung high in the treetops.
Looking at her beautiful profile, Wang Qiqiang smiled, thinking it might be time to let go.
"DouDou, can I be your older brother?" He was making a final concession.
Yuan Doudou smiled gently and brushed a stray hair behind her ear. "Of course, haven't I always called you Brother Wang?"
"Okay, I'll always be your Brother Wang, and you'll always be my little sister."
Yuan Doudou noticed that the lingering affection in his eyes was gradually fading, and smiled, saying, "Okay, it's a deal."
Wang Qiqiang escorted Yuan Doudou to the door, watched her go inside and close the door, and instructed her to bolt the door from the inside and barricade it with a piece of wood.
He promised to bring a thicker piece of wood tomorrow, as she, a woman with a child, must be careful at night.
Hearing that there were flower thieves in the vicinity, he wanted to make more preparations for Yuan Doudou.
The next day, just as dawn broke, Yuan Doudou heard a knock on the door.
"Who is it, disturbing my sleep?" Yuan Doudou turned over and hid her head under the pillow.
She hadn't slept in for a long time, and she really couldn't agree with the ancient people's habit of going to bed early and getting up early.
"Mommy, don't be angry, I'll go see." Anji jumped out of bed, quickly got out of bed, put on his slippers, and skipped to the door.
As he opened the door, he realized he couldn't open it himself; his mother was bracing a piece of wood against the door.
He could only run back, pleading for help: "Mommy, get up quickly, I can't open the door."
Yuan Doudou had no choice but to give up the idea of sleeping in, get up, put on her coat, rub her eyes, and her hair was a mess.
She angrily lifted the piece of wood with one hand, stood it to one side, and opened the door.
"DouDou, I've brought you some wood. I'm sorry if I disturbed your rest." Wang Qiqiang said with a simple smile, carrying the wood on his shoulder.
A piece of wood, two meters long and as thick as a bowl.
"You didn't just cut this from the mountain, did you?" She could even smell the fresh wood.
Wang Qiqiang shook his head: "We went to chop it up last night."
A tree as thick as a bowl, even with an axe, would take an adult man an hour to chop down.
Yuan Doudou secretly admired him, thinking that his hard work and perseverance would surely lead to great things in the future.
“You’re like a piece of wood, almost like a bamboo pole. It won’t do any good in blocking.” Wang Qiqiang picked up a piece of wood about the thickness of his wrist, held it on both sides with both hands, and pressed down, breaking the wood in the middle.
"Perfect for firewood." Wang Qiqiang quickly broke the wood into small pieces for easy burning.
Yuan Doudou was dumbfounded. When he broke the wood, the large bulge on his arm was clearly muscle.
"Okay, thank you for your trouble." You've got some nerve showing off your muscles so early in the morning, Brother Wang.
She suppressed her anger and walked to the side, watching him carry a ladder in from outside, along with a wooden bucket in his hand, the contents of which she didn't know.
“The government has issued a notice that the flower thief has not been caught. We need to be extra careful during this time. I see that your courtyard wall is just covered with grass and there are no protective tiles. I’m worried.” Wang Qiqiang put down the ladder and moved a few tiles from the doorway.
With a bang, the tile fell to the ground and shattered into many small pieces.
Yuan Doudou was reminded of her maternal grandmother's house in the countryside, where the courtyard wall was covered with countless pieces of glass made from beer bottles.
"Flower thieves should only target unmarried women. You should pay more attention to your sister," Yuan Doudou said honestly, though she was a bit grumpy from just waking up.
Instead of being annoyed, Wang Qiqiang laughed and said, "I'm happy that you care about Ning Jing. She's at home, and I'm protecting her. You're far away. If a flower thief comes, I won't be able to save you in time. As for whether it's definitely targeting unmarried women, it's hard to say. I heard that a new bride was kidnapped the day after she entered the family."
Well, since he's said so, let him be. I guess all older brothers are like that, always worrying.
After Wang Qiqiang finished building the wall, he first added a new layer of adobe, smoothed it out with putty, and then inserted the tile halfway into the wall.
Yuan Doudou shook her head as she looked at it, not wanting to discourage anyone. Even a flower thief would probably laugh at this.
The thief relied on his agility; he could scale walls and rooftops without even touching a tile before entering the courtyard.
It's better to just close the doors and windows.
She sighed. Well, seeing how hard he was working, she should prepare breakfast herself.
"Anji, tell Mommy what you want to eat." When there are children in the family, it's customary to ask the children what they want to eat first, and then consider what you want to eat.
Angie raised her hand: "French fries."
Oh yeah, I said I wanted to eat fries yesterday.
Hmm, why can't she sell fries along with it? They're cheap, have a wide appeal, and anyone who's tried them will want more, especially with homemade ketchup.
It will definitely sell well.
Okay, it's settled then.
To make French fries, you need to prepare potatoes in advance. Peel the potatoes, cut them into chunks, steam them until they are soft and tender, put them in a large bowl and mash them into a paste with a wooden pestle, add an appropriate amount of sweet potato starch, stir and knead.
Place the mashed potatoes on a work surface, roll them out thinly with a rolling pin, and cut them into finger-length pieces.
If you have a refrigerator, freezing it will make it crispier when fried.
Since we don't have any right now, we can only let them rest for a while, then heat the oil in a wok, and put them in one by one, making a sizzling sound.
"Wow, it's blooming!" Angie stood on the stool, looking at the fries in the pot with delight.
"Be careful, when you go outside to play," Yuan Doudou reminded her.
Anji, suppressing his drool, reluctantly walked out, saying, "Mommy, call me when you're done."
"Okay." Yuan Doudou couldn't help but chuckle at his eager look.
Foodie tendencies.
The air was filled with the aroma of potatoes, making one's mouth water.
Yuan Doudou herself also likes to eat French fries, but she resisted the urge to eat them because of the aroma.
Set aside the fried fries. Once the oil in the pan is hot, add the fries back in and fry for two minutes before taking them out.
Don't waste the oil in the pan; pour it into a bowl and save it for stir-frying.
I didn't finish the steamed buns I bought yesterday, so I cut them into thick slices and fried them in a pan. This way, I could absorb all the excess oil in the pan.
After frying the bread slices, Yuan Doudou went to the vegetable garden, picked a few loofahs, and stir-fried them with eggs.
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