Spring scenery in the fields

The two were talking in the kitchen, not knowing that Ji Wenhe hadn't left yet and heard everything.

She walked out of the yard carefully and only relaxed after she was far away.

She didn't mean to eavesdrop, she just wanted to ask them if they like spicy food...

Shen Rongshan had been sleeping in their room. The bed was a little small and it was barely enough for three people to fit in.

It is just as they say, it is okay in winter but not in summer. He is a big guy and has to take up half the space.

There is no extra space in the house, and sleeping on the floor is not an option. It is very cold, and even if you are in good health, your body will not be able to bear it for a long time.

The outer room is even worse, with not much space to move around, and all kinds of farm tools and supplies are piled up there.

Only her room had space and a bed that could accommodate two people.

Ji Wenhe pursed his lips and walked down the stairs slowly.

She no longer had the initial resistance, but she felt a little, just a little, uncomfortable about a single man and a single woman sleeping in the same room and on the same bed.

I carried a basket to Lan Qiuhua's house and looked at the white smoke coming out of the chimney. Someone was cooking at home.

"Aunt Lan, I brought the chicks here."

The chicks were painted with comfrey, and the two purple ones were theirs.

"Put it in the yard." Lan Qiuhua was making pancakes.

Shen Suya got up from behind the stove and came to the courtyard: "Sister-in-law, I saw Brother Rongshan leave the village. When will he come back?"

"He just came back and went to give the basket to his master."

"Oh, so, sister-in-law, please eat at my house. It will be ready soon."

Ji Wenhe smiled and shook his head: "No, my family is doing it now, Aunt Lan, I'm going back now."

"Hey, walk slowly."

She waved to Shen Suya.

After walking away, Shen Suya held a fire stick and stood by the stove, watching her mother making pancakes: "Mom, what did Brother Rongshan hunt?"

"Why do you ask so many questions?"

"Just curious."

Lan Qiuhua put the baked pancake into the bowl and said, "Don't ask even if you are curious. Rongshan risked his life to fight. If you ask, will they give it to you or not?"

Shen Suya pouted: "I didn't say I wanted it."

"I know you didn't ask for it. Our two families have been helping each other all the time. It's okay if you don't ask. If you ask, people will think too much."

"I thought that we didn't get some meat, and I was worried that we would be unhappy, so I bought some more and sent it to us."

Our family has received a lot of favors from them. When Shen Rongshan was not a soldier, whenever he hunted prey in the mountains, they would send us a bowl of roast meat.

Although it was not much, it was a great favor to them who could only eat meat once a year.

Lan Qiuhua was concerned about him and would send some good things to him if there were any at home. She also always believed that Shen Rongshan was alive.

Ji Wenhe went to the wasteland and picked two small chilies, which were not even as big as his little finger, and put them in the soup to make the seasoning.

Pushing the gate to make a noise: "Yuanshan, Wenshan, do you two like spicy food?"

The two looked at the chili in her hand and shook their heads.

Shen Yuanshan came out from behind the stove and said, "Sister-in-law, it's really not tasty. It has no taste except spicy."

I have used it to cook porridge before, and the soup was always spicy. I didn’t want to waste it, so I drank all the remaining porridge.

"I'll put them separately later and not mix them together. I like spicy food."

Eating food that is not spicy feels a little less fun. If her stomach wasn't in such a bad condition, she would have loved to eat spicy food every time.

For people who like spicy food, eating non-spicy food is too torturous.

The dried bamboo shoots have been soaked and the water has been squeezed out. Ji Wenhe takes out a kitchen knife and cuts them into small pieces.

Shen Wenshan then spoke up: "Sister-in-law, I just grabbed a handful of dried bamboo shoots to soak, fry more and send some to Aunt Lan's house."

"Okay, I'll make more non-spicy ones."

I've heard from the two of them about Lan Qiuhua's family and their family. They help each other out. Whenever one of them has something delicious, they'll give some to the other.

When Shen Rongshan came back, he smelled a fragrance at the foot of the mountain. Looking at the white smoke coming out of the chimney, he felt warm in his heart.

During the few days he had been in the mountains, he had figured out a lot of things, such as his feelings towards her, which he had a good impression of.

Ji Wenhe served the cooked dishes, turned his head to see the person coming back, and grinned: "Brother Shen, try my cooking."

I took out my chopsticks and handed them to him, pointing to the one on the left side of the table: "It's not spicy. I put chili on the one next to it."

There was only half a bowl of chili in the dish, and both had more bamboo shoots and less oil residue.

Not all the oil residue was used up, half of it was left.

"Brother, the one with chili tastes better, not too spicy." Shen Wenshan asked him to eat the one with chili first.

Shen Rongshan took a bite and found that it tasted much better with chili peppers. It was a little spicy, but acceptable.

"Well, it's delicious."

After receiving the affirmation, Ji Wenhe smiled happily: "There are too few seasonings at home. If there were star anise or something, it would taste better."

He turned around and reminded the person behind the stove: "Yuanshan, lower the fire, it's time to make pancakes."

Shen Yuanshan took out a few pieces of firewood from the stove and looked at his elder brother: "Brother, have you found them?"

"No, they are not in the village. They will definitely come back tomorrow, Qingming Festival." Shen Rongshan said to him, "Yuanshan, don't worry, my brother will not let the people who beat you go."

After paying respects to his parents in the morning, he would squat outside, determined to catch them.

Ji Wenhe washed his hands: "Brother Shen, you come and make the pancakes. I'll wash the basin."

Then he looked at Shen Wenshan: "Wenshan, take the half bowl of non-spicy food to Aunt Lan's house."

"Okay." He carried the bowl down the mountain.

When I arrived at the gate, I heard someone in the kitchen speaking, "Aunt Lan."

Lan Qiuhua came out of the kitchen holding chopsticks: "Wenshan, have you eaten?"

"No, it's almost ready at home. My sister-in-law fried some bamboo shoots and oil residue and asked me to bring some over."

"No, take it back and eat it yourself. I have some at my aunt's house."

Shen Wenshan stood at the gate of the courtyard: "Aunt Lan, my sister-in-law said that if you don't want it, don't let me go back."

Lan Qiuhua glanced at him and said, "Nonsense, I don't believe your sister-in-law would say that. She is lying to me, your aunt."

He scratched his head embarrassedly: "Aunt Lan, my sister-in-law asked me to send it over. If you don't want it, I'll go back and ask my sister-in-law to send it over."

After saying that, he handed the bowl to her: "Aunt Lan, my sister-in-law and brother are waiting for me to eat at home."

Shen Erniu came out of the kitchen: "Mother, please accept it and don't embarrass Wenshan."

"Uncle Shen."

"Hey, Wenshan, have some food at my house."

"No, I've got it ready at home."

Lan Qiuhua poured out the stir-fried vegetables in the bowl and returned the empty bowl to him: "Why don't you eat something at your aunt's house?"

"No, I'm going back, Aunt Lan." He looked at Zhao Anguo who was at the door and raised his eyes.

Inside the house, four people sat around the table.

Shen Suya took a bite of the dried bamboo shoots and squinted her eyes: "It's delicious, mother. We keep the dried bamboo shoots at home and eat them with oil residue during the New Year, just like my sister-in-law does."

Shen Erniu followed up with praise: "Rongshan is lucky to marry Wen He."

Lan Qiuhua rolled her eyes: "You guys didn't think it was a good idea at first."