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Erlin came in carrying two fishes and saw Shu Changyu was still there, so he said politely, "Brother Shu, why don't you stay for dinner?"

As he spoke, he put the two fish into a wooden barrel filled with water. As soon as the fish entered the water, they began to swim, wagging their tails.

Song Yan took a look and found that the two fish weighed about one kilogram. They looked like black carp. Black carp has few bones and tender meat, making it very suitable for boiled fish.

He grabbed the kitchen knife and prepared to kill the fish, saying, "Erlin, go borrow two pickled cabbages from Aunt Niu so we can make pickled fish tonight."

Hearing that his elder brother asked him to "borrow" something again, Erlin was already used to it. He skillfully took out two eggs from the basket and turned to go to the Niu family next door.

With a quick and decisive knife, he knocked the fish unconscious, gutted it, removed the head and tail, and then cut the fish meat into thin slices along the bones.

Song Yan has practiced knife skills for nearly ten years, so a simple task like slicing fish is no problem for him.

He held the kitchen knife in his hand, and the blade slid down quickly along the fish meat. The cut fish slices were as thin as a cicada's wing and crystal clear.

Even Song Yan wanted to praise himself after seeing it.

Shu Changyu held his chin with his hand, looking lazy, with dark eyes, and looked at Song Yan unscrupulously.

He was only in his early twenties, but the youthfulness in his brows was no longer there. His profile was clean and handsome, especially when he lowered his head to cut vegetables carefully, the jaw line revealed to Shu Changyu was even clearer and more beautiful.

Almost every detail meets Shu Changyu's aesthetic taste.

After Song Yan had processed both fish, she beat an egg white into the fish fillets and stirred evenly.

The fish head and bones cannot be wasted, so I chopped them into small pieces and prepared to fry them in a pan, only to find that the stove was not lit yet.

Erlin had gone to "borrow" sauerkraut and had not returned yet. When Song Yan saw Shu Changyu sitting there like a young lady, she ordered him, "Shu Changyu, come over and help me light a fire."

Shu Changyu's eyes froze slightly, and he narrowed his eyes: "You want me to help you light a fire?"

Song Yan urged, "Hurry up! If you delay any longer, you won't be able to eat before dark."

Shu Changyu tilted his head and said in a scoundrelly manner: "I don't know how to make a fire."

"Sister, not brother, you are really not lying to me?" Song Yan looked unconvinced.

As a farmer and a heroine, it’s bad enough that he can’t grill fish, but how come he can’t even start a fire? Who is he trying to fool?

Shu Changyu said very seriously: "I really can't."

Song Yan almost couldn't breathe. "Author, please don't be too outrageous. How can a female protagonist in a farming novel not know how to cook?"

At this time, Erlin borrowed some pickled cabbage and said, "Brother, Aunt Niu just came back from the mountain digging bamboo shoots and gave me two."

His Erlin is still easy to use.

So Song Yan called him, "Erlin, come and help light the fire."

He then processed the pickled cabbage that Erlin had borrowed. Aunt Niu's pickled cabbage was very sour and fragrant, and Song Yan, who preferred strong taste, loved it.

After frying the fish head and bones, pour a ladle of water into the pot. When the soup boils into a milky white color, remove the bones. At this time, add the shredded sauerkraut and cook for a while to allow the sour and fish flavors to fully blend.

Then gently put the fish fillets in, stirring gently with chopsticks to prevent the fish fillets from sticking. Cook until the fish fillets change color and become tender. Then scoop out the fish fillets, put them in a large bowl, and pour in the soup.

The fish meat is as white as snow, the soup is golden and translucent, and it is so delicious that people can't help but swallow their saliva at the sight.

Finally, sprinkle with white sesame seeds, minced garlic, chopped green onions and peppercorns, and then drizzle with boiling hot oil. The aroma is so delicious that you can almost smell it from the neighbors next door.

He brought the pickled fish to the table and reminded Shu Changyu worriedly, "Don't eat it secretly."

Shu Changyu sneered and didn't respond.

Song Yan raised his eyebrows. He had not forgotten that this guy had stolen his grilled fish.

After chatting with Shu Changyu for a few words, he went on to make the next dish. He remembered that there was a small piece of bacon left, so he took it out and cut it. He also cut the bamboo shoots into sections and stir-fried them with the bacon.

At the same time, take out a handful of bean curd sheets and two eggs, and soak the bean curd sheets in warm water first.

When the bacon is fried and served, the bean curd sheets are almost softened, drain the water, cut into small pieces, and fry with the eggs.

Erya came back at dinner time: "Brother, what delicious food are you making again!"

Song Yan reminded her: "Wash your hands first, then use the bowl and chopsticks to eat."

Erya glanced towards the kitchen and hurriedly put the cloth bag on her back aside. Inside was the bowl and spoon that Yaya used to eat rice porridge and the diaper that had just been changed.

When I returned to the kitchen, I noticed Shu Changyu sitting in front of the dining table. Her eyes lit up and she was about to call for help.

Seeing this, Song Yan rushed to say, "This is Fourth Brother Shu!"

Erya reacted immediately and called out obediently, "Fourth Brother Shu."

Shu Changyu nodded and said, "Yes."

"Give Yaya to me." Song Yan took the little girl and held her in her arms.

Yaya has been playing for the whole afternoon and is still very excited. She waves her hands: "Ah~ah~"

Song Yan touched her belly, which was still bulging, probably because she had just eaten not long ago.

He tapped Yaya's nose and said, "Little girl, your teeth haven't even grown in yet, and you already want to eat meat."

"Wow~" Yaya frowned as if in protest.

Seeing that the little guy was still energetic, Song Yan asked, "Did Yaya sleep in the afternoon?"

Erya first served Shu Changyu a bowl of rice and said, "I only slept for half an hour."

Recently, Yaya's personality has started to become rebellious. She insists on being held all day long. As soon as Song Yan sits down for a while, she starts to throw a tantrum.

Song Yan had no choice but to hold her around the room: "You guys eat first, I'll hold her for a while."

Shu Changyu picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth. The fish was mixed with egg white and tasted tender and smooth, as if it was gently jumping on the tip of his tongue.

What satisfied him was that the fish fillets were tender and boneless. He was very impatient to pick out the bones when eating fish, and would often not eat the fish because he found it troublesome to pick out the bones.

Coincidentally, Song Yan was also worried that the two children might not eat fish carefully and get fish bones stuck in their throats, so when slicing the fish, she shaved off the fish bones. Unexpectedly, this also made things convenient for Shu Changyu, allowing him to eat fish without any worries.

The soup is very rich, slightly sour and spicy. After taking a sip, the sour and spicy taste lingers in the mouth, stimulating the taste buds.

I tried the bamboo shoots again. They were fresh and tender, and the bacon was salty and fragrant, which was just right with the stir-fried meat.

The bean curd skin is full of bean flavor when you bite it, and it is also delicious when paired with scrambled eggs.

Erlin scooped a spoonful of soup and mixed it with rice. He quickly finished a bowl of rice and came over to take over from Yaya: "Brother, go and eat."

Song Yan finally had time to sit down. Seeing Shu Changyu eating the fish fillet bite by bite, he smiled and said, "How is it? Does this fish suit your taste?"

Shu Changyu put down his chopsticks only after he felt full, and said modestly, "Not bad."

Just keep pretending, Song Yan complained.

Erya bit her chopsticks and looked at Shu Changyu, then looked at her elder brother. She didn't know what she was thinking of, and smiled secretly: "Hehe."

After dinner, after sitting for a while, Shu Changyu said it was time to go home.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Song Yan swallowed the last bite of food in her mouth and said, "I'll take you home."

Shu Changyu said: "No need."

He pulled out a small celadon bottle from his sleeve: "For you."

Song Yan asked, "Wound medicine? My leg injury has already scarred, so I don't need to apply medicine anymore."

Shu Changyu: "It's scar removal cream."

Song Yan was stunned. What did he need scar removal cream for? It would be better to give him some wound medicine.

"Keep it for yourself."

Shu Changyu glanced at him and fell silent again.

Song Yan had no choice but to accept the scar removal cream, and then he pressed the issue further, "Do you have any insect repellent bags? Can you give me some? I have many children at home, and I'm worried about snakes getting into my house."

Shu Changyu said: "I'll bring it to you next time."

Song Yan saw him out the door: "Be careful on the road."

Erya cleaned up the dishes and took Yaya's changed diaper to the river to wash it.

Erlin carried Yaya into the room, and when he looked up he saw the bunk bed that had just been moved back. He was stunned for a moment. How was he supposed to sleep on this bed?

Song Yan followed him into the room, and seeing him in a daze, she said, "The previous bed was too small for two people to sleep on, so I asked Uncle Niu to make a bunk bed. You sleep on the lower bed, and I'll sleep on the upper bed."

Erlin is still young. If he is asked to sleep so high, he might be scared and it would be inconvenient for him to get up at night.

When Song Yan was in college, he slept on a dormitory bed. He had a good sleeping posture and there was a railing to protect him, so there was no need to worry about him falling.

But when Erya came back from hanging up the diapers, she saw the bunk bed and loved it so much that she pulled Song Yan's sleeve and said coquettishly, "Brother, I want this kind of bed, too."

Song Yan tapped her forehead and said, "Don't even think about it. You're not sleeping well. What if you fall off the bed?"