Chapter 9: I'm a labeled person

Hearing that he was ordered not to go out in the future, Xue Jian rolled his eyes, which was indeed a model of choked and waste food!

Xuejian's injury was not very serious. The ice surface was very slippery, reducing most of the impulse. Si Niang was also a little woman. Even if she sat here, it was impossible to kill her. It was just that the reef hit the head and had a slight brainstorm. There must be some, but there was no such word in ancient times.

Okay, anyway, the money earned from going out this time was hit again, and a silk cloth was put in. Xue saw that she was also dying.

In fact, even if you are not banned, Xuejian will not go out. After crossing, you have been to Daqing River fishing, Mazhuang's market, and Anning County once.

In the morning, several children listened to Sanlang's lecture and ran around Xuejian to listen to the story. Hachiro was most tired of Xuejian and asked Xuejian, "What's for lunch today?"

Xue Jian asked them, "Let me listen, what do you little ghosts want to eat?"

Shi Niang said milkily, "Orange soup."

Qiniang said, "Stewed rabbit meat."

Jiulang said, "I want to eat stewed pheasant with mushrooms."

Only Hachiro said, "As long as it's made by Xuejian, I love it!"

Xue saw Da Le, and then asked Qian'er, "What does Qian'er like to eat?"

Qian'er thought for a moment and whispered, "I'm the same as the eighth young master. Xue sees that my sister makes it, and I love it." Then he added, "Really, it's better than my mother's and Aunt Zhou's."

As soon as the thick cotton curtain was lifted, Zhou's mother and Du's mother happened to come in to ask what to do at noon today. Hearing this, they smiled and said, "Well, we are both out of the eye."

The whole house laughed, and Qianer ran to Du's mother's back with a red face and no longer appeared.

Finally, we can guarantee two simple dishes and one soup every day. Everyone is very satisfied with the recipe and cooking method today. The snow still surrounded by bandages on their heads takes the children out of the door. Although the snow has stopped, it is still cloudy, and it may continue to show you at any time.

"Green ant new pickled wine, red mud small stove. If it snows late, can you have a drink?" There are not many poems that can be remembered by Xuejian. Remember this song, but because it has something to do with hot pot, Xuejian wants to eat hot pot.

Zhou Bo and Sanlang happened to walk out of the study. After hearing this, Sanlang's eyes lit up. "Simple and subtle, easy and free. Xuejian, it turns out that you are still a talented woman. Oh, don't you not read?"

Xue is so regretful that she can't wait to bite off her tongue. If she is from the Chinese department, at least she will pretend to be a talented woman. The problem is that the poems she remembers are less than ten. Most of the Tang poems and Song lyrics from childhood to college have been returned to the teachers.

and told them that she couldn't read, because she had a limited understanding of traditional Chinese characters and didn't know how to use a brush. Who knew that she was exposed here.

She slowly walked up and touched her head and frowned and said, "Let the third young master praise it, but Xuejian really can't remember where to hear it, but suddenly remembered it, and she doesn't quite understand what it means."

Zhou Bo took her hand: "If you can't remember, don't think about it."

Sanlang looked at her gloomily: "It's a pity that it's such a good poem and such an artistic conception." Shake his head and sighed.

Xuejian Lala Zhoubo's sleeve: "Xuejian has no friends to invite, but hot pot can still be made. Let's also have a red clay stove in the evening!"

The children naturally have a good time. According to experience, the hot pot made by Xuejian must be delicious than before.

Zhou Bo looked at the slender back of Xuejian, who was dragged away by the child to have a snowball fight. It contains the breath of life, so unsculpted, and so imperable, he doesn't understand at all. Xuejian, do you remember anything?

In the morning, he still sighed that he had no friends. After lunch, Xuejian heard Zhou Jinsheng say to Zhou Bo, "Young master, Brother Dashan just sent two hares and a pheasant, saying that he would mend Xue Jian's body."

Xuejian woke up and heard Er Niang say that after their ice bed was knocked over, they were seen by the children playing on the ice in the village because they were close to the village. Among them, 20 and 30% of the horse carpenter's family who were familiar with Zhou's mother immediately ran home to inform the adults. On the way, they met Zhang Dashan. Zhang Dashan and the horse carpenter did not say anything. I got the injured and dizzy family back, and at the same time, I asked my wife to go straight to the visiting doctor without delaying any time.

Today, Zhang Dashan brought something back. He was not greedy for this failed big man, but because he had a good relationship with Zhou Jinsheng and was simple, so he was not afraid of the gossip of the villagers.

Xue Jian bent her eyes and smiled at Zhou Bo and said, "For the time being, let's put some wine, red mud "big" stove, and it snows heavily at night, and you have to drink a few pots!"

Everyone didn't understand it for a moment, but Zhou Bo's face was paralyzed all year round, but it was rare to unfreeze and laughed and scolded, "You are naughty!"

Then he said to Zhou Jinsheng lightly, "Since we came back, we have caused a lot of trouble to our neighbors. Let Xuejian arrange it."

After saying that, turn around and go back to the room.

Xuejian knew that he had agreed, and happily pulled Er Niang and Si Niang to plan the treat.

In fact, Er Niang has long known that several neighbors have been doing their best to help them. Although everyone is very poor, they can also help their group of young masters and ladies for the sake of making friends with Zhou Mancang's family.

After repeatedly confirming that they were really in trouble, their serious grandparents and uncles basically never appeared again. Those aunts were even more strange and pointed at the mulberry and scolded Huai. Naturally, they were used to being proud and refused to send them to see their faces, so they did not come again.

In contrast, it shows the faint warmth of the neighbors. They have never thanked them in person before. First, they can't wipe their face, and second, they have not shown their heads. They have borrowed the name of Zhou Mancang's family for anything. Now when Xue sees that something happens, they run forward and back to help. When Xue sees it, they send wild animals to mend their bodies, such as If you pretend to be deaf and dumb again, you really can't say it.

In the evening, a total of 14 people from the three neighbors who had repeatedly refused to make friends were all called to the home room. After Zhou Bo solemnly thanked them, they were divided into two rooms inside and outside, opened three tables, put a small stove with raw charcoal on each table, and set up a soup pot on the stove.

Xue Jian hung an old hen, a crucian carp and pig bone together with soup early in the afternoon, and prepared four pot bottoms in the evening. Er Niang saw that she put oil, salt, monosodium glutamate, chicken essence, star anise, pepper, cinnamon, fennel, white pepper, orange peel, sand kernels, laurel, whitefly, ginger, lily, Green onions, garlic, lotus seeds, sardines, cloves, longan, meat * cardamom, dates, white fruit, black sesame, corius, hawthorn, wolfberry, licorice. The plate next to it is sliced beef and mutton and a few plates of fish fillets.

Looking at these things alone, everyone is a little dumbfounded. It's not that everyone has never eaten hot pot in winter, but it's just put green onion, ginger and garlic in the soup, and some soup. I've never seen traditional Chinese medicine. But only smelling this seductive fragrance, I'm afraid the saliva is about to flow down.

Zhou's mother and Du's mother cut the rabbit meat, wild chicken, beef and mutton that were not very hard to be frozen into thin slices and put them on different tables. They also made two plates of radishes and vegetables on each table. Xuejian personally made seasonings with wine, sauce, peppers and cinnamon. When the soup opened, they were soaked in the soup, and then stained with a few carefully prepared by Xuejian. Eat with small ingredients.

Naturally, there has been a copper pot in the lobby room, and there is only a table left for the Zhou brothers and sisters, and naturally has everything. Xuejian's seasoning is a modern practice. Naturally, everyone feels that this way of eating is very delicious, and they can gather with their good neighbors in the cold winter of snow, talking and laughing, and eating at will, which is very pleasant.

In the room, the second mother and Si Niang Xue saw that this table was Zhou's mother and Du's mother accompanying the mistress of the three families and the daughter-in-law of the Wang family Zhao and Zhang's daughter Zhang Xiu. Qian'er and Sanni served several little masters in the lobby room, so they didn't come over. The table next to it were big tigers and two tigers and a few half-year-old boys. Naturally, the table outside was naturally those bad masters. We are pushing the cup to change the cup.

In the middle of the meal, Liulang couldn't stand the joy here and also came to join the fun. He and these children usually didn't see much, but they didn't quite see each other very well. This time, with the excitement, no one was restrained, and he was happy. The previous discord was swept away and the atmosphere was harmonious.

Afraid that everyone would not be able to let go because of his identity, Zhou Bo just toasted a few glasses of wine and went back to the lobby.

Several old men and Wang Dongping, the son of the Wang family, are all confidants. Although Du Hai doesn't talk much, he is also an easy-going person, and the wine tube is delicious. Although the snowflakes are flying outside, sitting around the stove in the room is really comfortable and extremely pleasant.

This is also because of Zhou Bo's absence, so everyone can eat and drink more. Zhou Bo's cold appearance naturally makes people have a sense of distance. In the eyes of these villagers, he is a high-ranking prince. Although he is polite, he is not the same person after all. If he has to sit together, he must suffothe these people to death.

Zhao's name is Xiaoyue, and she has not been married to the Wang family for less than a year, but her appearance, like her mother-in-law, is also have a cheerful personality. Seeing that Er Niang Si Niang is gentle and generous, Xue Jian is even more joking. Hearing that this seasoning is made by Xuejian, she couldn't help sighing, "Mom, you said the same pot, our family It's not that I haven't eaten it, but why does it taste much worse? Could it be that Xue can do magic when she sees a girl?

Zhou's mother smiled and said, "You're right! This Xuejian is really good at magic. No matter what ingredients you have, you can become a delicacy that you have never eaten before!"

I seldom hear Zhou's mother laugh. Si Niang is also very interested. This table and the table of the boy next to her are also a little drunk. Although Si Niang drank half a glass less, she was covered with charcoal fire. Her little face blushed slightly and said with a smile, "Isn't Sister Xue know magic? Have you ever seen such a beautiful person? She is really a fairy who came down to our house..."

Er Niang put a chopstick of chicken in her mouth and smiled at her: "Yes, yes, Xuejian is a fairy, and so are you. You are the four fairies of our family."

Aunt Ma's family is three sons, and the eldest son is also talking about marriage. He was very careful about the little girl of this age and couldn't help but look at Xue a few more. Although there was a circle of white cloth wrapped around his head, it did not damage the beauty of the snow at all, and it added a trace of delicateness. So he nodded and said, "Naturally, all the big families come out are fairies. Don't you think this snow girl is more beautiful than the fairy daughter in the New Year painting?"

In fact, Aunt Ma didn't mean anything else, but Du's mother was careful and said, "That's right, the people around our young master are naturally not bad."

One sentence made everyone know that the girl Xuejian turned out to be the young master. It's strange that she was born so brightly.

The wine was all clear. Except for Xuejian, who could not drink due to injury, everyone drank and shouted for pleasure. When they left, they helped each other. Xue saw that despite their opposition, he brought a big fish to each family.

While yawning and walking to the bedroom, I don't know if the words "house girl" have now appeared on my forehead. Since then, I have been a labeled person!