Locked: God is the matchmaker, neither you nor I can escape

Suddenly he felt that she cherished him so much that his heart beat violently. At this moment, he wanted to hold her in his arms, but he restrained himself.

With such deep affection, he will never let her down in this life!

"I like it!" A smile appeared on Xin Ye's face. He gazed at her in front of him with soft light in his eyes, and secretly said in his heart: I like you the most.

Seeing that he really liked her, Yan Yiyi had an expression on her face, like a dog that likes someone so much that it wants to pounce on him and lick his face. Perhaps she had some human rationality that allowed her to suppress the urge in her heart.

"Take the books and papers back to your room first. I'll sort out the things in the bamboo basket." She said as she took the papers from the bamboo basket and handed them to him, and led the bamboo basket to the kitchen. "By the way, bring some yam over later."

"Okay." Xin Ye responded, turned around and put a bunch of things in his hand on the desk, hurried out, took a yam under the eaves, and walked quickly to the kitchen, "Wife, you command me to do it."

"Well, these bones are used to make soup with yam, spareribs and yam, and these meats are used to make stews. I heard that it is tiger meat. I haven't eaten tiger meat yet! Xinye, have you eaten it?"

"No, tigers are full of treasures, but they are very dangerous. Ordinary people cannot hunt tigers. Moreover, tigers live in deep mountains and rarely appear."

After finding out that he had never eaten tiger meat, Yan Yiyi breathed a long sigh of relief. If she wasn't curious about what the meat from the Beast World tasted like, she wouldn't want to take it out. Besides, her hands were clumsy, so wouldn't it be a waste for her to cook it?

The point is, the meat she cooks tastes almost the same, either it's burnt or woody, so it's better not to torture your stomach and waste the lives of other animals that have sacrificed their lives.

"Wife, how many pounds of tiger meat did you buy?"

"Not much, just nine catties." Yan Yiyi answered honestly. Otherwise, how would he get the remaining seven catties? It's not like he could meet someone who bought tiger meat every day. "I put the rest away."

"After dinner, take it out and I'll marinate the meat. Otherwise, it will go bad easily."

"okay."

Tonight, Father Li still had porridge, but it was meat porridge made from "tiger meat", and there was also a bowl of thick and delicious bone and yam soup, as well as boiled vegetables.

Father Li hasn't eaten for a long time, and he can't eat oily and heavy-flavored food. The food he ate today was the best he had in the past year. The yam was really delicious!

He also knew that Aye went to the backyard to turn the soil and plant yam today. In a few months, the family will be able to eat delicious yams again.

The days are getting more and more promising.

The two people in the kitchen picked up their bowls and took a sip of the bone yam soup at the same time. In one word - delicious!

Taking a bite of the yam, it was soft, sticky and fragrant. Xinye's eyes lit up. It turned out that yam tasted so delicious!

Thinking of the fried yam balls my wife made at noon, I suddenly felt it was such a waste. The dozens of kilograms of yam at home are not enough for their family to eat!

By the way, I need to give some of this good stuff to other families. One stick per person should be enough, right? The ones at home are not enough for him to eat!

Because there were not enough bamboo winnowing baskets at home, he did not make dried yams today. His wife has already taught him the method, and he can dry the yams tomorrow morning. However, he will have to go find Aunt Zhang in a while and ask her to help buy a winnowing basket in the village, so that he can deliver the yams over.

After dinner, Xin Ye took six yams and went to visit relatives with his wife. The first place they arrived at was Aunt Qi's house. At this time, Aunt Qi had already eaten dinner and was cleaning up at home.

"Aunt Qi, have you eaten?" Yan Yiyi was the first to greet her.

"I've eaten. What are you doing..." His eyes suddenly fell on what Xinye was holding. "Huh? Ah Ye, what are you holding?"

"Aunt Qi, this is a treasure that my wife and I dug up in the mountains yesterday. It's called yam. It's not only delicious, but also good for the body."

"Really?" Aunt Qi looked at the yam in his hand curiously. It looked like a tree root. Is it really delicious?

Xin Ye took two shorter ones and gave them to her: "Aunt Qi, these are for you."

Aunt Qi took it and looked at it carefully. Food dug in the mountains was not a rare thing. She usually picked mushrooms and found wild vegetables and shared them with them. It was just an interaction between neighbors, and they had been neighbors for more than ten years. It would be impolite to refuse.

Aunt Qi pinched it and found that it was not hard. It was tender and left finger marks. She immediately became interested: "How do you eat this?"

Yan Yiyi, the so-called cooking god, immediately mentioned the dish. Aunt Qi swallowed her saliva repeatedly. When she heard Xin Ye agree that the yam soup cooked with bones was the best, she immediately decided to buy some lard tomorrow and pick up two big bones to cook.

After saying goodbye to Aunt Qi, Xin Ye went to the homes of his second and third brothers Wang. Their brothers had already separated from the family, so his family gave the two brothers a yam and briefly explained how it was cooked. Then they went to Uncle Gu's home.

I also explained the origin of the yam and how to cook it, and then I didn't bother them anymore. Finally, I went to Aunt Zhang's house.

Uncle Zhang was feeding the chickens and Aunt Zhang was cleaning the yard. The couple were talking and laughing, and their life was very warm.

"Aye and Aye's wife, have you eaten yet? Why don't you eat at Aunt's house?"

"Aunt Zhang, we have finished eating. Let us give you and Uncle Wu a yam to try, and bring a winnowing basket as well." As he spoke, Xin Ye handed over the yam.

Aunt Zhang Wu took the yam and looked at it curiously. Uncle Zhang Wu also came over after hearing this. He took the yam from his wife and looked at it. He confirmed that he had never seen it before: "Aye, where did you get this yam?"

"My wife and I went to the mountains to dig it yesterday. My wife said that eating this yam is good for the body. We ate it tonight and it was delicious."

Uncle Zhang Wu's face darkened: "Nonsense! How can you bring your wife up the mountain? It's so dangerous up there."

Yan Yiyi chuckled: "Uncle Zhang Wu, you haven't forgotten my skills, have you?"

Xin Ye laughed and said, "That's right, I still need my wife's protection!"

Thinking of the scenes at Li Laizi's house, Uncle Zhang's expression instantly softened and he glared at him unhappily: "How dare you say that you are protected by your wife?"

"This is the truth, why should you be embarrassed?"

Uncle Zhang was relieved to see that the young couple got along well with each other. He was really worried that A Ye would not be able to adapt to the new situation. He felt that his wife was superior to him and that he felt inferior because of his lame leg.

Fortunately, both of them are good kids.

Aunt Zhang Wu saw that the atmosphere was not good, so she quickly said, "Aye, can you tell me how to cook this yam?"

Xin Ye immediately started talking about peeling the skin, because it would be sticky and he was afraid that they would misunderstand that it was not edible, so he emphasized it one by one.

The couple listened attentively. Uncle Zhang touched his stomach and said, "It's a pity that you are so full, otherwise I would have stewed it tonight!"

"Hahahahahahaha..." Several people were amused by his words and appearance and couldn't help laughing.