A Farm Girl Traveling Through Time: Raising a Stunning Husband

Shen Wu woke up early the next morning. She was not the first one to wake up. Her younger brother was the first child to wake up in the family. He could not speak, and he twisted his body and crawled around. When he touched Shen Wu's face, he scratched it with his little fingers.

Shen Wu was not in a bad mood after being woken up by the child. It was because the child was so cute. In fact, all the children in their family looked good.

As for Gu Wei, she is a little beauty. Although Gu Zhou looks a little dark due to years of farm work, his face is very regular, with three parts of the face and five eyes distributed perfectly. He looks like a gentleman (childhood version).

Shen Wu held his younger brother to stop him from scratching, and without disturbing Gu Wei and Gu Zhou, he got up with the child and walked around the main room as quietly as possible.

She quietly got out of bed holding the child in her arms. The little brother in her arms made excited sounds of "ahhhh" as if he wanted to speak.

Shen Wu was afraid of waking them up, so he quickly carried the child to the main room.

Seeing the noodles that had risen last night on the table, Shen Wu lifted a corner of the covering cloth to see how the noodles in the basin were rising.

Maybe it was because of the drop in temperature, the size of the flower didn’t increase much overnight, but it still almost doubled in amount.

She thought yesterday that since the ground was wet due to the rain and she couldn't set up a stall, she might as well make cakes at home.

I have some shepherd's purse at home, so I can make some vegetable cakes with it, and then make some soup with it, which will definitely be very comfortable to eat in the morning.

The little brother in his arms had just woken up and was very lively. Shen Wu thought for a moment, wrapped him up with clothes, then lifted the door and gently opened a crack to see what was happening outside.

It was a little chilly outside in the early morning, the rain had stopped, leaving only fresh air filling the sky and earth. The air rushing in from the open door was so comfortable, with a hint of icy chill that made Shen Wu shiver a little.

Afraid that the child would catch a cold, she tightened her clothes, wrapped the child in her arms even tighter, and moved him behind the door before she felt relieved.

There was still some rain water in the low spots outside, which sparkled on the not-so-bright ground.

I don't know why the younger brother was so excited that he insisted on taking his hand out of Shen Wu's arms. Shen Wu hurriedly held it down and comforted him softly: "Be good... You are still young and can't be exposed to too much wind. Let's go out when the sun comes out."

How could the child understand what she said? He still made some noises and wanted to go out.

Shen Wu naturally would not let him go. He carried the child back into the house, quietly took out a bamboo chair and placed it inside for him, then went to the kitchen with the basin of rising dough.

The ground was a little slippery after the rain, and Shen Wu almost fell down while holding the wooden basin. Fortunately, he took just one step and quickly leaned against the wooden door to steady himself.

Fortunately, fortunately...I almost fell.

Shen Wu was so frightened that sweat broke out on his back. He quickly steadied himself and slowly walked towards the kitchen along the wall.

After entering the kitchen, she put the wash basin away first, then turned back to the main room to bring her younger brother over.

Yes...that's right, bring the little brother over. She was worried about leaving the child alone in the main room, so she might as well carry him over.

Shen Wu took off his coat and covered the child's head to prevent him from catching a cold. He gently picked up the bamboo chair and walked slowly towards the kitchen, rubbing against the wall.

Although the ground was slippery, she moved along the wall, so there was no problem.

Putting the little brother not far from the stove, she scooped water to wash her hands first, then took out the noodles and put them on the chopping board to shape them.

She was afraid that the chopping board would get moldy, so she would wash it clean and scald it with hot water after each use, then lean it against upright firewood to dry in the shade. She didn't know if it was because of good maintenance or luck, but the chopping board was still the same as when she first came.

Shen Wu shaped the pancake slightly, leaving as much space as possible for the dough to rise, and then divided it into small pieces based on the size that overflowed from the palm of his hand.

She continued to cover the divided dough with the covering cloth and began the most important step in making stuffed pie: preparing the filling.

Shen Wu suddenly felt a little craving for the scallion pancake. There wasn't much shepherd's purse anyway, so it would be better to have half shepherd's purse and half scallion.

The shepherd's purse was picked at home, but because we were afraid that it would wilt quickly after washing, we put it in a backpack next to the firewood pile in the corner.

Shen Wu took one third of the amount and washed it together with the wild onions he had dug up three times. If he felt no sand at the bottom of the basin, it was clean.

I picked the wild onions to make dumplings. Anyway, I couldn't go out because of the rain, so I might as well use them at home and pick some more when the time comes.

But she took more than a pound, and half of it was still unused in the kitchen.

Forget it, I’ll eat the rest at noon…

Shen Wu washed the shepherd's purse, cut it into pieces about the same length as a finger, and put them all in a basin.

Wild onions are not thick, not as thick as they are in modern times. The thickest one is not even as thick as a baby's little finger, which is considered a small onion in modern times.

Cut the green onions into sections and marinate them with oil and salt. Add some salt, pepper, etc. to the shepherd's purse, mix well, and place it next to the green onions.

The little brother on the chair was very active and tried several times to flip out of the bamboo chair he was sitting on. Shen Wu quickly pressed the bottom of the bamboo chair with his feet, fearing that he would overturn the chair.

"You bad baby." Shen Wu looked at his cute little brother and laughed without realizing it. He took out a piece of dough, flattened it and rolled it into a round shape.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh” the younger brother felt that the chair could not move anymore, so he grabbed the edge of the small bamboo chair in front of him and tried to stand up.

"No! If you fall, I won't treat you." Shen Wu knew that the child couldn't understand, but she still couldn't help talking to him.

While watching her younger brother, she kept rolling out the dough.

Halfway through rolling, she was so tired that her back and waist ached. What was wrong with her? In ancient times, the longer the time, the higher the sensitivity?

I still remember that when she first came through to harvest wheat, she worked the entire field without feeling tired, and she even carried all the wheat back home with great effort...

Illusion, right? Shen Wu comforted himself like this, stopped and smiled as he used his floury hands to tease his younger brother, giving himself a break.

The child was very interested in her flour-covered palms. Seeing her dangling in front of him, he stretched out his hands to try to grab her. Unfortunately, Shen Wu did it on purpose, so he couldn't catch her hands.

After entertaining her little brother for a while, Shen Wu continued to roll out the pancakes while standing on the baby chair. She couldn't finish rolling them all at once, otherwise the ones at the bottom would easily stick together.

After rolling out three or four more, she felt that it was almost done. She took the most recently rolled one and placed it in the palm of her hand. She scooped three or four spoonfuls of dough with the wooden spoon she used for soup at home and placed it on top. She picked it up like making dumplings, pinched off the excess, and pressed it lightly with the palm of her hand into a pancake. She placed it under a covering cloth to the side to prevent the surface from drying out too much.

There were quite a lot of dough, so she divided it into two, half with shepherd's purse and the other half with scallion oil. She was already very skilled at making dumplings, and now she just had to add the step of pinching off the excess dough and pressing it flat, so she could get the results very quickly.

In just seven or eight minutes, she had wrapped a dozen pancakes and placed them under the dough cloth.

Shen Wu looked at the half-eaten pancake and the dough under the dough cloth, and realized belatedly that she seemed to have made too much!