Farmhouse life after traveling back to ancient times

Yulan sighed softly, looked around, and took another look at the small courtyard.

"Brother Fang Hai is back, and your family's situation will get better soon."

"Hehe, yes, now that brother is back our family has a backbone. No one will dare to bully us from now on." Speaking of her brother, Qiaoer's eyes sparkled and her face was full of admiration.

Yulan smiled bitterly, "Yes, Brother Fang Hai was very capable when he was young, and he has been a soldier for so many years. There is no one in the village who can beat him. Moreover, he is willing to work hard and can make money. Your family will definitely live a better life in the future. Unlike our family...my parents are still worried about not having enough money to prepare gifts for visiting my sister."

Since Aunt Lu came to borrow money in the morning but failed, Qiao'er didn't dare to respond carelessly. She just told her to be at ease and that everything would be fine in the future.

After sitting for a while, Aunt Lu called Yulan through the courtyard wall to go find her brother Xiaohu who had gone out to play. Yulan stood up to leave, and when the courtyard door opened, she almost bumped into Lu Fanghai who was just walking in.

Lu Fanghai was carrying things in both hands and almost bumped into her. He quickly stepped back and turned sideways to wait for her to pass.

Yulan's face turned slightly red. She glanced at Lu Fanghai, lowered her eyes and called out, "Brother Fanghai is back." Then she lowered her head and hurried away.

Du Wenxiu greeted him with a smile, came over to take the things in Lu Fanghai's hand, and said, "It's quite fast to go back and forth. I thought you wouldn't get home until dark."

Lu Fanghai chuckled and gave her the lighter one in his hand: "I'm very fast. When I was in the army, I was a scout for many years."

After hearing this, Du Wenxiu said no more. Even though he didn't know much, he knew that scouts were a particularly dangerous type of soldier and they must be fast.

Lu Fanghai joined the army when he was a teenager. It is a blessing that he can come back alive today.

As the sun set, exclamations could be heard from the tidy courtyard of the Lu family from time to time, making passers-by very curious.

Du Wenxiu's eyes lit up when she looked at the things Lu Fanghai brought back.

Five pounds of brown rice, one pound of polished rice, five pounds of flour, half a pound of salt, and I also bought oil and vinegar. The rice and flour are fine, but the vinegar will make the food more flavorful.

Du Wenxiu's joyful expression caught Lu Fanghai's eyes, and the corners of his mouth also curled up.

"Cough!" Mother Fang coughed twice loudly behind them. Qiao'er hurried over to help her up. They would never go hungry again.

Looking at the things scattered on the ground, Fang frowned slightly, and after enduring it again and again, she changed the words she wanted to say.

"Fang Hai is going hunting tomorrow, why don't you prepare some dry food instead of wasting time here." After saying that, he went back to the house without saying anything about taking over the cooking job.

Du Wenxiu happily put these things into the kitchen, went to the corner to pick a few green onions, chopped them finely, put them aside, boiled hot water and kneaded the dough, and put it aside to wake up.

While the dough was resting, I put away the things I had just bought today, then took out the dough, rolled it out on the chopping board, spread some oil on it evenly, sprinkled salt and chopped green onions on it, and rolled it up again.

Then divide it into small pieces of similar size, sprinkle some flour on the chopping board to prevent it from sticking, then take out the small pieces, knead them into balls, and roll them into round pancakes.

Qiao'er had already started the firewood. Seeing that the bottom of the pot was heating up, Du Wenxiu gently picked up the two sides of the round cake with the index fingers and thumbs of both hands and quickly spread it flat in the pot.

After a while, bubbles appeared on the pancake. Du Wenxiu turned the pancake over with a spatula. The aroma of green onions and flour made everyone in the family secretly drool.

"Sister-in-law, it smells so good!" Qiao'er stared at her eagerly, and the movement of pulling the bellows became slower and slower.

Seeing bubbles appearing on the flipped pancake again, Du Wenxiu scooped up the pancake, put it on the chopping board, and took another pancake and repeated the previous action.

Seeing Qiao'er's eyes following the baked pancake, Du Wenxiu burst out laughing, pushed Qiao'er and asked her to eat first.

Qiao Er shook her head embarrassedly and said, "I'll give it to Mom first."

There was no such big bowl at home, and she was worrying about it. Du Wenxiu asked her to bring it over with a steamer. Qiao'er suddenly realized what was going on, turned her head and stuck out her tongue at her, then put the cake in the pancake and gave it to Fang to eat first.

Fang, who had smelled the smell a long time ago, was already cursing in her heart this spendthrift woman for wasting so many good things.

When I saw the round, white and fragrant pancake that Qiao'er was holding, the hot aroma went straight into my heart.

He really couldn't help it, so he tore off a piece and put it in his mouth to taste it, and asked Qiao'er to give it to Lu Fanghai to eat first.

Qiao'er was obedient and went out to find her brother. Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked out of the kitchen, her brother came in and was helping to light the fire.

While Du Wenxiu was flipping the pancake, he tore off a piece of the baked pancake and wanted to give it to him, but when he saw that his hands were covered in ash from putting firewood into the stove, he just fed it directly into his mouth.

The two people were smiling at each other, their red faces reflected in the firelight from the stove.

When a couple is being affectionate, one should not disturb them rashly. Qiao'er lowered her head and chuckled, thinking of herself as a sensible little girl.

She took the pancakes back and asked her mother to eat with her. No matter what was said, she refused to go out, which made Fang so angry that she reached out to strangle her.

"Xiuniang, what is this food? Why does it smell so good?" Lu Fanghai asked Du Wenxiu after he finished chewing the biscuit in his mouth.

Du Wenxiu looked at him and replied with a smile:

"This is a kind of dry food from my hometown, called baked buns. I put oil and shallots in it. When it is heated, the aroma of shallots and flour makes it delicious. You will go into the mountains tomorrow and stay there for at least two or three days. This can be stored for a long time and can satisfy your hunger, and it will also save you some suffering."

Lu Fanghai was not a talkative person, but after hearing what Du Wenxiu said, he chuckled, lowered his head and pulled the bellows even harder.

"Oh, Sister Fang, what delicious food have you made? The fragrance has even spread to my house." Aunt Lu's exaggerated voice came from the yard, and she walked to the kitchen door in small steps.

"Oh, this is the meal cooked by my niece's wife. What is it that smells so good? I guess she put a lot of oil in it, right?"

In the brief contact, Aunt Lu's distinctive personality had already taken root in Du Wenxiu's heart. When she heard her teasing in such a weird way, she didn't get angry. She smiled and glanced at Aunt Lu who was craning her neck to look at her:

"I didn't put much oil in it. Did you eat it, auntie?"

When asked, Aunt Lu swallowed her saliva and smiled brightly:

"Oh, I went out this afternoon and came back a little late. I haven't had dinner yet. What delicious food did my niece-in-law cook? Why don't you let me try it? I can make it for Yulan and her father when I get home."

After saying that, his feet involuntarily walked into the door.

"Auntie, you haven't eaten yet? Then hurry up and go home to cook. I just heard from Yulan today that your family doesn't have white flour. Auntie, don't try it. This thing can't be made without white flour. If you get greedy and can't sleep later, it will be your fault."

Du Wenxiu turned around and pushed Aunt Lu who was leaning over to him, causing her to stagger and almost fall on the firewood by the wall.

Aunt Lu's face darkened and she was about to get angry, but Lu Fanghai, who was lighting the fire, stood up and stared at her.