Traveling through farming with the system, I cooked delicious food in ancient times

Three years later, the Liu family's old house.

In the early morning, Mao Xi was woken up by a nightmare, and Mu Zhiyuan beside her pillow had already gotten up to prepare breakfast for her.

The Liu family's old house was renovated last year and became the first blue-tiled house in the village.

Mao Xi and Mu Zhiyuan also got married years ago.

Mao Xi was three months pregnant. Due to severe illness, she often couldn't eat, so she and Mu Zhiyuan came to live in an old house in the countryside.

The air in the village is much fresher than that in the town. Mao Xi left Haoweilou and several shops to Aniang and Lou Laner to take care of it. She felt much more relaxed in the countryside.

Mao Xi touched her stomach. She was hungry.

There was a bowl of warm water on the bedside, and Mao Xi smiled knowingly. Brother Mu was still as considerate as ever.

After drinking the boiled water, Mao Xi came to the kitchen. He wanted to lend a hand, but Mu Zhiyuan pulled him to a chair.

"You were busy in the kitchen before, now you should take a rest and let me take care of you!"

Mao Xi didn't refuse. Her recent pregnancy had been too uncomfortable. She had been taking the Chinese medicine prescribed by Dr. Zhang to relieve morning sickness for a month. Although it was somewhat relieved, she often felt chest tightness accompanied by headaches.

Mu Zhiyuan was stir-frying shredded potatoes and carrots.

He skillfully added seasonings, stir-fried, and plated.

Then he fried a round egg pancake in the pan. After putting it on the plate, he cut a knife into the pancake and put the fried potato shreds and carrot shreds on one corner of the pancake, forming a fan shape.

Added a piece of lettuce leaves and after three times, a wrapped pancake was ready in no time.

Two local dogs, Dahuang and Yuanbao, who were looking for the smell, gathered around and lay down at Mao Xi's feet, wagging their tails.

Mao Xi picked up the pancakes and ate them with soy milk.

The aroma of cooking noodles wafted from the kitchen. Mao Xi put down the soy milk in the bowl, took the pancakes and came behind Mu Zhiyuan.

He skillfully put lean meat and pork liver into the noodle soup, then added a spoonful of scallion oil and a small handful of green vegetables. After the water boiled, he took it into a large bowl.

"Brother Mu, you cooked so much so early in the morning, how can I finish it?" Mao Xi complained.

Recently, because of my pregnancy, my acid reflux after every meal has become particularly severe.

"Don't eat all the pancakes, come and eat the noodles." Mu Zhiyuan made two bowls of noodles and put them on the table, then pulled Miao Xi back to the dining table, "You can eat first with peace of mind, and I will eat what you can't eat. "

After saying that, he took a knife and began to peel the apple.

Mao Xi put down the half-eaten pancake, picked up the chopsticks, and took a mouthful of hot noodles.

The lean meat and pork liver are cooked extremely tender and taste extremely sweet.

The noodle soup was also delicious. Mao Xi took a few sips and fished out a fried poached egg from the bottom of the bowl.

Doctor Zhang told Miao Xi to eat less and more frequently. Miao Xi only ate half of the bowl of noodles and left it to Mu Zhiyuan.

She took two slices of apple and ate them, watching Mu Zhiyuan finish the rest of her breakfast.

"Ah Shu, what I cooked is not to your liking?" Mu Zhiyuan looked at the half bowl of noodles left in the bowl, feeling confused.

"I've eaten all the side dishes, but I really can't eat any more noodles..."

"I've been cooking too much noodles lately. I'll try something new tomorrow. What do you want to eat?"

"Hmm... I want to eat rice rolls, Brother Mu. You have to go back to the snack shop in Lihua Town to get them."

"It's indeed difficult to make. It doesn't matter. I'll ask Butler Wang to deliver it tomorrow morning."

Mu Zhiyuan was not far away and Miao Xi returned to Lihua Town. According to her temperament, she would go back to the restaurant to work hard.

Mao Xi felt her chest was a little congested. She beat her chest, walked to the door, and basked in the sun.

Aniang took Ajiao back to her house in Lihua Town, leaving the old house to Mu Zhiyuan and his wife.

She likes the world of two people in this countryside. It is much more comfortable and comfortable than the life in Jiafu when she first got married to Mu Zhiyuan.

After Mu Zhiyuan finished cleaning up, he took Mao Xi for a walk outside the courtyard.

After walking around the yard a few times, a quarter of an hour later, Mao Xi sat down on a chair.

"Brother Mu, I want to eat fruit." Shu Xi said coquettishly towards Mu Zhiyuan.

Mu Zhiyuan turned around and went back to the house to process the ingredients.

Mao Xi looked at the persimmon trees in the yard. The persimmons were almost ripe.

She touched her belly and murmured to the unborn baby: "Little Tuanzi, when you come out, I will pick persimmons for you to eat."

"Xiaotuanzi? Are you giving our baby a nickname?" Mu Zhiyuan came out with a plate of apples and oranges and fed them to Mao Xi.

The orange petals were so sweet that Mao Xi ate a whole orange in one go.

She rubbed the back of her ears and stood up.

"Have a headache again?" Mu Zhiyuan asked with concern.

Mao Xi hit his head a few times with his wrist, frowned and said, "I still feel uncomfortable. I'll go inside and lie down."

Mao Xi retched twice along the way, and a stream of stomach acid refluxed up from the esophagus and blocked his throat.

This pregnancy relapse is really difficult...

Mu Zhiyuan settled Mao Xi into the house, then turned around to cook Chinese medicine.

Doctor Zhang's medicine was a little bitter, so he took some rock sugar and put it in a spoon. He waited for Mao Xi to wake up and drank the medicine before taking it.

After working hard, Mu Zhiyuan stood in the yard.

He looked up and saw two persimmons on the persimmon tree that looked ripe.

Mu Zhiyuan immediately flew up the tree and picked the persimmons.

A few persimmon leaves were torn apart and scattered in the air.

Three more springs, summers, autumns and winters have passed, and the persimmon trees are still full of branches.

"Dad, I want that one, the biggest one!"

Xiaotuanzi pointed to a red persimmon at the top of the tree and shouted to Mu Zhiyuan.

How can you not listen to your daughter's instructions?

Mu Zhiyuan stood up again and picked a red persimmon, which was as big as the palm of his hand.

Xiaotuanzi took the persimmon and stuffed it into his mouth.

Ajiao came over with a windmill and teased Xiaotuanzi: "Xiaotuanzi, I have a windmill here. Can I trade it with you for persimmons?"

Xiaotuanzi hesitated for a moment, then turned around and continued to chew on his persimmon.

Ajiao ran to Xiaotuanzi again and blew on the colorful windmill, which made the windmill spin.

Xiaotuanzi stretched out his hand to grab the windmill. Ajiao raised the windmill high above his head and said with a smile: "Xiaotuanzi, exchange a persimmon for the windmill!"

Xiaotuanzi finally reached into the small pocket of his coat and took out a persimmon, which was slightly smaller than the one in his hand.

"Aunt Ajiao, this is a persimmon, I'll trade it with you!"

After getting the windmill, Xiaotuanzi was very happy and ran in a big circle in the yard, with the windmill whirring in his ears.

"It's time to eat! It's time to eat! Wash your hands and go inside to eat." Shui Xi and Lou Lan'er came outside and shouted several times to the children in the yard.

Ma Xi watched her sister Ajiao and her daughter Xiaotuanzi running happily in the yard, and saw the shadow of her childhood here.

Mu Zhiyuan picked up his daughter Xiaotuanzi and entered the house, smiling at each other with Mao Xi.

(End of the article)