The hunter's husband is so sweet

Qi Xuan immediately took out a basin, soaked all the green plums in it and washed them clean, not forgetting to remove the stems of the green plums. "Brother Yi, help me find two clean jars."

Ever since Qi Xuan liked to make some wine, their family always had some clean jars kept for use. After Fu Jingyi heard about it, he found two clean ones and did not forget to use the method Qi Xuan had taught him before. He poured a little wine into the cleaned and dried jars, saying it was for disinfection.

After this step, Qi Xuan also cleaned the plums and put them in a large basket to dry. Then he added a layer of green plums and a layer of brown sugar until the jar was full. Then he poured in the grain wine and sealed it.

Qi Xuan found a pen and paper and asked Fu Jingyi to write down the date. "You can drink it in three months, but it will taste better if you soak it for a year!" After sticking the paper with the date on the jar, Fu Jingyi said, "Then we will drink it in a year."

Maybe it was because of the cold weather, Qi Yue didn't want to go out recently and rarely came to Qi Xuan's place. So when it was time for lunch, they just ate something casually. Although they bought pig's trotters, Qi Xuan didn't want to cook them today, so he put them in the ice cellar.

Later, the butcher came and brought the large intestine, pig blood, and pork belly that Fu Jingyi ordered from him. He was still a little puzzled, what did Fu Liehu want these for? Qi Xuan explained to him, "He wants to make homemade sausages." The butcher nodded, "Someone has made it before, but the taste was not very good. The smell of pig large intestines was not cleaned up, so it was not delicious. So everyone gave up making homemade sausages. But Mr. Fu, you have good skills, maybe you can succeed."

After the butcher left, Fu Jingyi put all these things in the ice cellar. It was already late today, so no matter what he did, he would have to wait until tomorrow.

Qi Xuan also got into bed early. The bed was warm, and Fu Jingyi put a hot water bottle in it to warm it for him. "Brother Yi, you are so nice." Qi Xuan covered himself tightly, leaving only his little head exposed, and said to Fu Jingyi.

After checking that the doors and windows were closed tightly, Fu Jingyi also got into bed and hugged Qi Xuan, "Well, of course I'm the best. Okay, let's sleep." Then he kissed Qi Xuan's forehead.

Qi Xuan also raised his head and kissed the corner of Fu Jingyi's mouth, then curled himself up in the man's arms, "Good night."

Fu Jingyi sighed, and his voice came faintly from above Qi Xuan's head, "You, stop teasing me, you will be the one who suffers in the end."

Qi Xuan covered Fu Jingyi's mouth all of a sudden, "Not today, I want to eat pot tomorrow."

"Then tomorrow." Fu Jingyi pulled down Qi Xuan's hand and whispered in his ear. Qi Xuan nodded with red ears, agreeing to Fu Jingyi. The satisfied man said nothing more and fell asleep with his husband in his arms.

The next morning, Qi Xuan stayed in bed as usual. It was not because he didn't want to get up, but because the quilt was too attractive. Fu Jingyi heard him say that he wanted to eat pot today, so he got up early, found the copper pot, and washed it. Then he ran to the town to buy the best charcoal fire and some vegetables that could be eaten hot.

When he came back, Qi Xuan also got up. He said he got up, but he just changed his place to continue lying down, basking in the sun on the rocking chair. When he saw Fu Jingyi coming in with a lot of things, he jumped up and went to help him get the things.

"Why did you buy so much?" Qi Xuan asked. Fu Jingyi unloaded his things and breathed a sigh of relief. "You didn't want to eat the pot, so I went to buy some good charcoal, which has less smoke. There are also some dishes that can be eaten with hot pot. I happened to meet an old man selling fish and bought a fish and some shrimps."

Qi Xuan felt distressed when she saw the red marks on Fu Jingyi's hands. She took his hands and rubbed them for him. "Then why can't you ask me to go with you? Why do you have to carry so many things by yourself?"

"It's okay. You were sleeping so soundly that I didn't have the heart to wake you up." Fu Jingyi himself was not so squeamish, but he just wanted Qi Xuan to feel sorry for him.

Lin Chen also came out of the house at this time, "Brother, do you want to eat hotpot tonight?" He heard the conversation between his brother and brother-in-law. "Yes." Qi Xuan nodded, "Let's go and call godmother and Grandpa Zhang to eat together." Then he took the food and went into the kitchen.

"What do you need to prepare? I'll help you." Lin Chen rolled up his sleeves and followed Qi Xuan in.

In fact, there was nothing to prepare. The meat was all in the ice cellar, including mutton and the beef that Zhang Hui had brought back earlier. Fu Jingyi also bought a lot of vegetables, leaving only fish and shrimp to be processed.

"Xiao Chen, please help me peel these shrimps. Also, pick out the black line on the shrimp's back." Qi Xuan handled the fish himself and handed the shrimps to Lin Chen.

Qi Xuan couldn't tell the type of fish, but when he was processing it, he found that this fish had very few bones. He sliced ​​the fish into thin slices, covered it with oil paper and put it in the ice cellar for storage. After Lin Chen processed the shrimp, Qi Xuan used both hands to chop it into shrimp paste, then used a spoon dipped in clean water to roll it into small balls, and also covered it with oil paper for storage.

For lunch, Qi Xuan cut some mutton and cooked a dish of stir-fried mutton with green onions, and also made a pot of tomato and egg noodles. The three of them ate all of it while it was still hot.

While the sun was shining brightly, Qi Xuan and Lin Chen went to Aunt Wang and Grandpa Zhang's house to call for help, while Fu Jingyi was chopping wood in the yard. When they arrived at Aunt Wang's house, they found that Zhang Hui and Grandpa Zhang were there, and they found out that Qi Yue was sick.

"What's wrong?" Qi Xuan was a little worried, "You didn't even tell me if you were sick."

Qi Yue sniffed, her voice still a little hoarse, "Brother Xiaoxuan, it's okay, I just had a little fever the past two days, but I'm fine now."

"Then we're going to have a hot pot tonight, can you eat it?" Lin Chen asked Qi Yue. After saying this, Qi Yue sat up from the bed and said, "I can eat it, I'm fine."

This action surprised Grandpa Zhang, "It seems that letting Xiaoyue eat is much more effective than taking medicine." Everyone laughed.

Qi Yue didn't care what they said. All he had in mind was the hot pot. The hot pot he had eaten once in Yundu. The weather was still relatively hot at that time, so he didn't feel anything when he ate it. Now it's winter, and he must feel warmer after eating it. That's right! He must eat hot pot in winter.

The people Qi Xuan wanted to call were all here, so he didn't have to make two trips. Originally, she wanted to go back to accompany her man, but Lin Chen followed Qi Zheng again, saying that Qi Zheng had bought some new things, so she ran to see them.

Zhang Hui was also pacing in the yard, worried about Qi Yue's health. But after hearing what his grandfather said, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. It seemed that he would have to find more delicious food to feed his little husband in the future.

"Let's go together." Aunt Wang knew Qi Xuan wanted to go back, so she said to him. "There's nothing to pack anyway, let's go now. The sun is still shining, and Xiaoyue won't be cold."

"Godmother, if it doesn't work, you can stay at my place for one night and come back tomorrow." Qi Xuan said this with selfish motives. Thinking of what the man said just before she left, "Don't forget what you promised me." Qi Xuan felt like something was wrong with her brain. Why did she agree to that?

Unexpectedly, Aunt Wang said, "It's okay. He's already recovered. He's just too lazy to move. He must have eaten a lot at night. It would be good to let him walk back to help digest the food."

The villain in Qi Xuan's heart had two lines of tears on his face, and he stretched out his little hands and wailed. It seemed that he could not escape, sob.

The group walked towards Qi Xuan's house in a lively manner. When they arrived, they found that Fu Jingyi had cleaned the yard and was now sitting in a rocking chair to rest. Baiji lay beside him, licking his fur, and rubbing his hand for a touch.

Seeing them coming, Fu Jingyi stood up and said, "You are back." Qi Xuan ran over and held his hand. "Are you still tired? Do you want to go into the house and rest for a while? I will call you when the meal is ready."

Fu Jingyi shook his head. "How can I be so delicate? I'm fine. When are you ready? I'll make the charcoal."