From the moment Lin Qiao said the words "I will marry her", the originally noisy living room was so quiet that even the sound of a pindrop could be clearly heard.
"Nonsense, do you know what you are talking about!" The moment Lin Chen said that he wanted Lin An to marry Shi Yu instead of Lin Qiao, Lin Huizhi was undoubtedly moved, but she still raised Lin An as her son for many years.
The palms and backs of both hands are full of flesh. The difference is that one has more flesh and the other has less flesh.
"Master Wife, please stop losing your temper with Qiao'er. You are the same, Qiao'er. This is a major marriage matter related to the rest of your life. How could you be so hasty." Mrs. Lin Chen patted the wife's hand and scolded him for being ignorant.
"Qiao'er, you have been pampered by us at home. How can you really marry someone like Shi Yu and live a hard life? If you really have to live a life of washing and cooking every day and working in the fields without seeing any trace of meat all year round, You will definitely not be able to live a day."
"Although I am not your biological father, I still love you as my own son, because I know clearly that I am not willing to let you marry such a woman and live a miserable life." He said, Mrs. Lin Chen was so aggrieved that the corners of his eyes were blurry, and he was afraid that outsiders would spread the reputation of treating her stepson harshly.
"As for me, my father is willing to marry me to Shi Yu and live a miserable life." Lin An, with tears in his eyes, looked at his father with grievances. His mother and father were all surrounding his brother, comforting him and persuading him not to marry out of spite.
But it was not Lin An who fell into the water, so why should he be married on his behalf? Why don't you ask his opinion if he is willing to marry?
Shi Yu didn’t know that the story about Lin Qiao falling into the water and being rescued by her was rumored and spread all over the village after being embellished. They didn’t know that Shi Yu, who was involved in the incident and the Lin family was about to flip over the roof, was heading to the mountain to pick apricots with Ping An.
The unripe apricots are so sour that they can cause teeth to fall out, and they can also attract greedy children who don't have many snacks to eat would eat them with bamboo poles.
After discovering what happened today, Shi Yu was worried about leaving Ping An alone at home. Ping An was frightened when Zhang Guixiu broke into the house, and he was even unwilling to leave his mother.
Shi Yu had no choice but to put Ping An in her backpack and carry him up the mountain.
The little one was huddled in the bamboo basket. The scratches on his face were evenly smeared with crushed herbs. There were no good clothes to change out of the torn clothes, so he just put on another old clothes. .
"Mom, isn't Ping An very heavy? Please let Ping An down and Ping An can walk by himself." Ping An was worried that he was too heavy and struggled to get down and wanted to walk by himself.
Today, his mother actually didn't beat him like she did before. Not only did she protect him, she also took a tael of silver from the intimidating Zhang Guixiu.
It turns out that this is what it feels like to be protected by a mother, and his mother is so awesome!
"You are as light as a ball of cotton." Not only is it light, you can only feel a handful of bones when you pick it up, and you are not at all rounded at this age.
It seems that she has to work hard to make money to support Ping An.
Almost all of the apricot trees Shi Yu discovered before were picked, and she could only look for new ones.
The last time she found the apricot tree was pure luck, and her luck may not always be the same. She also thought about Ping An, who always liked to run to the mountains when he didn't have enough to eat. "Does Ping An know where there are these apricots on the mountains?"
"Ping'an?"
Biting his fingers, Ping'an thought for a while, and struggled to jump out of the basket: "Ping'an knows, Ping'an will take mother."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Ping'an." As soon as Shi Yu put down the bamboo basket, Ping'an was like a rabbit. Quickly ran into the woods.
Fortunately, he also knew that his mother could not walk quickly, otherwise he would have disappeared long ago.
Fortunately, they not only found several fruitful apricot trees this time, but Shi Yu also found a wild loquat tree.
Loquat can not only be used to make loquat jam, rock sugar loquat, but also loquat dew. Loquat has the effect of moistening the lungs, clearing the lungs, and treating lung-heat cough and phlegm.
After picking a bamboo basket full of loquats, Shi Yu even took off her clothes and filled a bag full of loquats.
When she got home, the last ray of sunshine on the horizon was chasing her footsteps, as if it was competing with her to see who got home first.
The dark purple, golden and blue afterglow is hidden on the edge of the rolling mountains. A thin figure is standing outside the bamboo fence, which is more eye-catching than the smoke rising from every house.
Shi Yu didn't remember that the original owner had good friends in Xiaotao Village, and she didn't even know who the original owner's biological parents were. Even the original owner's memory of them seemed to be covered with thick cement, which was hard to understand.
Before Shi Yu could guess who it was, Ping An, who was wrapped in a coat full of fruits, happily showed a row of millet teeth and ran over with thumping steps.
He shouted crisply and sweetly: "Brother Lin An."
Shi Yu was startled. She would never have thought that Lin An, a young master who had not yet left the cabinet, would come to her home so late. If he was seen by anyone he met,it would definitely have no good impact to him and tomorrow all the dogs in the village thought they were confused.
Lin An, who had been waiting outside Shi's house for a long time, until his legs were numb from standing, waited until the owner of the house came back.
He opened his mouth to say something, but the words slipped around his lips and he chose to swallow them alone. His long eyelashes were drooped. Because he lowered his head, he exposed a slender and white neck, which made him look fragile and beautiful.
Like a gardenia that first blooms in the early morning mist, it is clean, beautiful, pure and flawless, but it also wants people to easily break off its branches and play with it.
Shi Yu, who had died suddenly in her last life, really didn't know how to get along with such a young man, not to mention that he was only called a boy now.
Ping An fawningly took out a large handful of green loquats and handed them over: "Brother Lin An, you eat."
Lin An's lips twitched: "Just eat Ping An."
Shi Yu was already hungry as she moved the things into the kitchen. The pig intestines were washed clean with plant ash and marinated in salt, just right for her and Ping An.
Shi Yu looked at Lin An who was still standing outside the courtyard, walked out, and invited: "It's so late, Lin, you must not have eaten yet, why don't you use some at my place?"
She originally wanted to call him by his first name, but the two of them were not familiar with each other, and Shi Yu was worried about offending him.
Lin An, who should have refused, somehow nodded.
Because he knew clearly that even if he didn't want to marry, he would still have to marry instead of Lin Qiao, because he was not his mother's biological son.
He has to marry early or late, so why doesn't he take the opportunity to get to know her in advance.
In fact, he had met Shi Yu a long time ago, when he first came to Xiaotao Village with his father. At that time, Shi Yu was not as fat as she is now. Although she was lazy, she could still clean up after herself.
In his wild thoughts, Shi Yu had already started cooking. Because there was only one pot at home, the rice had to be cooked before cooking, which made Shi Yu deeply feel the inconvenience of having only one pot at home.
Fortunately, when she came back, Zhang Chunhua gave her a few bowls and drinking cups, otherwise she would have been too embarrassed to invite people in for dinner.
"Shi...Sister Shi Yu, what do you want me to do for you?" Lin An, who was standing outside the door, hesitant, was shocked when he saw Shi Yu rolling up her sleeves and cooking with her own hands.
You must know that the kitchen has always been a man's territory, and a woman who cooks are rare since if a woman works in the kitchen, she will probably be looked down upon.
Lin An then thought about it, Ping An was still young, if Sister Shi Yu didn't cook, then what would they eat?
"No, you and Ping An can just play outside." Shi Yu suddenly thought of something and took out a few small pieces of coarse sugar used to cook apricot jam and handed them to him.
"I have some sugar here. You can take it and eat it gently."
Sugar is almost precious to ordinary people, even if it is jaggery with a slightly rough texture.
"No, no, no." Lin An while blushing, shook his head repeatedly.
Besides, it would be rude for him to come uninvited and ask for dinner later. How could he ask for more candy?
"Here you go, just take it. Dinner will take a long time to be ready, and I don't have anything good to entertain you when you come to my house, so don't refuse." Shi Yu grabbed his hand and held it. The candy was stuffed into his hand.
The moment the two hands came into contact, both of them were obviously shocked, and they retracted their hands with red ears.
Not knowing what happened, Ping An ran in, clapped his little hands, and said with a smile: "Since it was given to you by my mother, brother Lin An, just keep it. If you don't accept it, my mother might get be angry."
Lin An, who had a thin blush on his ears that was about to spread to his neck, lowered his head: "Then, thank you, Sister Shi Yu."
Shi Yu coughed lightly: "Okay, you go and play."
Taking advantage of the break of cooking, Shi Yu classified and planned the things she bought today.
Two kilograms of brown rice, a little cabbage seeds and jaggery, as well as three bowls, two plates, three teacups, a pair of prepared pig offal, pork belly, and large heads given by Zhang Chunhua, and forty ceramic pots containing apricot jam.
When Shi Yu was preparing dinner, the Lin family hadn't noticed that Lin An ran away out of anger and didn't come back.
Mrs. Lin Chen took the prepared noodles, added a poached egg to it, chopped the minced meat into foam and sprinkled it in.
"Qiao'er, why don't you come over for dinner first? Your mother said this is for your own good." Mrs. Lin Chen opened the door with the key and came in with noodles.
"I'm not hungry, I don't want to eat, I have no appetite." Lin Qiao in the room was so annoyed that he bit his fingers.
He was also wondering why the scene happening now is slightly different from the dream.
In the dream, he must have been unwilling to marry Shi Yu. He was crying and clamoring that if he let him marry Shi Yu, he would go to the village and hang himself. The mother was so frightened that she had to declare that it was Lin An who fell into the water that day.
But now, when he said he wanted to marry Shi Yu, Aniang and Uncle Chen not only disagreed, but also locked him in the room, and was afraid that he would run away.
Lin Qiao also knew that if he really sat there and waited for death, let alone become the first-class husband, he would probably have to watch Lin An step on his head and show off his power like in his dream, while he was having troubles in the backyard because he couldn't give birth to a girl. After grinding for a lifetime, his eyes suddenly sparkled with jealousy.
Rolling his eyes, Lin Qiao stopped biting his nails and raised a smile: "Uncle Chen, where is my mother?"
When mentioning his wife, Mrs. Lin Chen frowned slightly, and then sighed heavily: "My wife went out for something and she'll be back later."
"Qiao'er, don't be willful anymore. You have to know that you have never touched water at home since you were a child. The most common work you do is boil water, pull out the grass, if you are really asked to prepare three meals a day and have to work in the fields, are you sure you can endure that kind of hard life?"
Lin Qiao disagreed and said with a sarcastic smile: "I heard what you mean, I, Lin Qiao, am just a cute guy who can't bear any hardship, and Lin An can."
"That's not what I meant." Lin Chen, whose face turned pale, did not expect that he would say these words to block him, but he thought of his wife words to him before going out, as well as his dissatisfaction, even though he was not willing to marry An'er to such a wife, no matter what, in the end he still had to compromise.
But who made the world so harsh on men? They must obey their mothers at home and their wives when they get married. Even their own surnames will be deprived of them.
Even he, the Chen family, became the Lin Chen family.
Fortunately, the wife is a generous person and doesn't mind that he has married before. She even brought Lin An to remarry. During the holidays, she would drive an ox cart and buy gifts and take him back to his parents' home. He didn't know how many people were attracted and envious.
Even his life was not worse than before he left the cabinet. Although his wife had a daughter and a son, they treated him with courtesy, but they would not even call him father.
The better his wife treats him, the more grateful he feels. He is even more afraid of what he will do if he does something wrong and offends his wife. That's why after what happened today, the first thing he thought of was to let Lin An married Lin Qiao instead.
Otherwise, if he really lets Lin Qiao marry her, Lin Qingyu will definitely attack him when she comes back. You must know that Lin Qiao is her favorite brother.
Lin Qiao, who was snoring in his heart, didn't care what he was thinking. He was indeed hungry. He walked to the table, scooped up a gnocchi with a spoon and stuffed it into his mouth.
Seeing that he was willing to eat, Mrs. Lin Chen finally let go of his worries.
Suddenly he frowned again, was it just so late? Where did An'er go?
In the Shi family courtyard, Lin An, who was playing with Ping An, looked at the jaggery in his hand, but he couldn't bear to eat it.
You must know that even if it is jaggery, only Lin Qiao can eat it at home. Unless his mother hands it to him, he would not dare to take it.
In the kitchen,
Shi Yu cooked the brown rice, just enough for each person to have a bowl.
She washed the pot, and the peppers picked a few days ago that have been dried and can be used as side dishes. Even the snails in the bucket have spit out the sand. It is a rare to have a guest at home, so Shi Yu decided to cook it together.
Wash the large intestine that has been rubbed with lime and put it into a basin of clean water. Pour an appropriate amount of water into the pot, add the picked wild garlic, and boil the intestines together. After the intestines are cooked until soft, take them out, drain them, and wait. Let cool and then cut into small pieces and set aside.
Cut the dried chili into two sections, cut the wild garlic and stir-fry until fragrant. Pour in the sausage, add salt and slowly stir-fry the water.
Not everyone can tolerate spicy food. Shi Yu, who originally planned to make stir-fried pork belly, saw a lot of wild onions before coming back and decided to make a dish of pork belly slices with green onions.
When the first dish, the spicy large intestine, was cooked, the spicy taste of the chili made Lin An and Ping An, who were playing in the yard, burst into tears.
Ping An just choked and ran into the kitchen with tears in his eyes, grabbed his mother's sleeve and walked out.
The little mouth muttered in horror: "Mom, run quickly, those spicy fruits are poisonous."
Shi Yu, who was cooking, saw Ping An running in a panic. She thought something had happened, but after hearing what he said, she endured it. She couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Silly Ping An, the spicy fruit is not poisonous. On the contrary, the dishes fried with the spicy fruit will be delicious."
"But they made Ping An's eyes very uncomfortable." The tears blurred Ping An's vision again. He was choked and sneezed several times in a row, thinking that his mother must be lying.
After the water in the large intestine was gradually dried, Shi Yu used a spatula to scoop it up and put it on a plate. She picked up a piece with chopsticks and handed it to Ping An's mouth: "Ping An, come and have a taste, and you will know whether mother is lying to you."
Ping An looked at the large intestine that his mother had given him. The tangy spicy taste was mixed with the aroma. He hesitated for a moment, then opened his mouth and bit down the large intestine.
He was already prepared to praise his mother even if it wasn't delicious, but when he chewed it, stars suddenly appeared in his eyes: "It's delicious, mother, what kind of meat is this? It's delicious!"
Shi Yu, who was amused by his greedy expression, tapped Ping An's little nose and said, "If it's delicious, eat more. After dinner, I'll tell you what it is."
"Okay, you go first. You go out and play with brother Lin An, and we'll have dinner soon."
After Ping An went out, Shi Yu took the time to cook the remaining two dishes.
The snails still decided to make spicy stir-fried snails, but one portion was not spicy and the other was spicy.
There are only three plates at home, and the spicy snails are in the pot.
There was no need for Shi Yu to open her mouth to call someone. After smelling the aroma and having eaten another piece of meat earlier, Ping An took Lin An's hand and came in with a proud and proud tone.
"Brother Lin An, let me tell you, the food cooked by my mother is delicious. You must eat a few more bowls of rice later." He has never had any friends come to his home, and he has no playmates. He can't wait to bring out all the good things in the house to entertain Lin An.
In this way, brother Lin An can continue to play with him in the future.
Lin An blushed and scratched his cheek in embarrassment: "I'm sorry to bother you when I come to your house."
"Why do you bother me? Okay, after you wash your hands, you can come and taste my cooking skills."
Lin Qiao, who had sneaked out earlier, came to Shi Yu's house and saw Lin An eating a bowl of rice in the kitchen lit by firewood from a distance.
The anger accumulated in his chest was rising. He gritted his teeth and pushed open the door, angrily yelling: "What are you doing!"