Farmer's wife: My husband came back and the house was in chaos

Chapter 709: Drinking porridge, don’t you like eating noodles?

Lu Huaijin got up and went to the guest room, only to find it empty. There was nothing in it. Everything had been hidden by his mother. He had no choice but to ask Yao Qingnian for help.

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Yao Qingnian had just laid down when he heard a knock on the door.

"I……"

"Hmm?" Yao Qingnian thought, could it be that he wanted to sleep with her but was too embarrassed to ask?

"The sheets and quilts in my room are wet. I came to ask if you have any extra ones."

"It was fine, why did it get wet?" It turned out that I was overthinking.

"I don't know. I probably won't be able to sleep tonight." He couldn't say that it was his mother who did it, right?

"Aren't there a lot of them in the guest rooms?"

"No, I looked."

"Then wait for me. I'll get you a new one. You can sleep in the guest room." Yao Qingnian turned back to the room and found a new quilt for him.

"Hmm..." Lu Huaijin responded lightly, took the bedding from her hand, and went to the guest room.

The next day, Liu Shuyue got up early and ran to Yinuo's room. There was no one there and the sheets and quilts were still the same. It seemed that her son had gone to Qingnian's room. She happily went out with the wet quilts, but just as she reached the door, she saw the door of the guest room opened and Lu Huaijin walked out of the room. The smile on her face faded.

"Mom, good morning!" Lu Huaijin saw his mother holding a quilt and stepped forward to help take it.

"Good morning, Huaijin, why did you come out of the guest room?" She looked embarrassed.

"I don't know how my bedding got wet, so I asked Qing Nian for another bed and slept in the guest room."

"..." Liu Shuyue felt like she was going to die of anger. She had tried so hard to bring the two together, but Huai Jin slept in the guest room instead of his wife's room. Could it be that he had made Qing Nian angry? Or... was there something wrong with her son?

"mother?"

"Well! Go and dry the bedding." She glared at Lu Huaijin unhappily and went to the kitchen.

After Lu Huaijin finished drying the bedding, he ran to Liu Shuyue and said, "Mom, what breakfast do you want? I'm hungry."

"Drink porridge!" Liu Shuyue said unhappily.

After making breakfast, Yao Qingnian also got up.

Seeing her come out, Liu Shuyue immediately put on a smile: "Qingnian, come over and have breakfast. I cooked eggs for you and the noodles are warming in the pot."

Lu Huaijin, who was drinking porridge at the side, twitched his mouth. Why was his mother like this? She changed her attitude faster than turning the pages of a book. He was her biological son, okay?

"Thank you, mother!" Yao Qingnian sat down at the table and looked at Lu Huaijin who was drinking porridge: "Why are you drinking porridge? Don't you like noodles?"

"He doesn't like it, he just likes to drink porridge." Liu Shuyue answered for him.

"Well, I don't like it." Lu Huaijin didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Yao Qingnian didn't notice the atmosphere between the mother and son at all. While eating breakfast, she said, "Mom, Erya and I will go pick green plums later."

"That green plum tree is very tall, you have to be careful, how about letting Huai Jin go with you?"

"No need. When I was free two days ago, I made a fruit-picking tool by myself. I can pick the fruits without climbing trees." After finishing breakfast, Yao Qingnian walked to the wall, took out the fruit-picking tool he made, and showed it to Liu Shuyue and the others.

"This thing is great. I can pick fruits without climbing trees. Qingnian, what's wrong with your brain? You can think of this." Liu Shuyue couldn't help but praise it when she looked at this fruit-picking artifact.

"I'm just messing around. I'm full, so I'm going to pick some fruits." Yao Qingnian put on his backpack and went to find Luo Erya to pick green plums.

After seeing Yao Qingnian leave, Liu Shuyue approached Lu Huaijin and asked, "Huaijin, are you feeling unwell?"

"No, Mom, why do you ask that?" Lu Huaijin asked puzzledly.

"I'm your mother, you don't have to be embarrassed. I've been through this and I know. If you have any problems, we need to treat them as soon as possible. Come on, I'll take you to see Doctor Lu first. If it doesn't work, you don't have to hide it. Tell your wife and let her help you. Your wife's medical skills are amazing, she will definitely be able to cure you!"

"I won't go. I'm fine. Mom, don't worry about me. I can handle my own affairs." Lu Huaijin reacted and smiled bitterly.

"No problem, then why do you and your wife always sleep in separate rooms? Have you ever seen a couple like you? Your mother has given you so many opportunities, but you don't know how to seize them. Tonight, you sleep in your wife's room. If you go to the guest room again, I'll ask your father to take down the bed and you sleep on the floor."

After Liu Shuyue finished speaking, she turned around and went out to work in the tofu shop without caring about Lu Huaijin's expression, leaving him alone and petrified.

Luo Erya took Yao Qingnian up the mountain and came to the place where she picked green plums every year: "Qingnian, this place is where my mother-in-law brought me. These two green plum trees are wild. We can't pick the tall ones, so we can pick these shorter ones. Picking them all will be enough to make wine."

Yao Qingnian looked up and saw that the tree was full of green plums. The color of the green plums was similar to that of the leaves, and they could not be seen without careful observation.

"I brought a magical tool for picking fruits. I can pick even high ones." Yao Qingnian took out the magical tool for picking fruits that she made, which she improved using the equipment in the space.

"Wow! Qingnian you are amazing. Let's pick the ones on top. The fruits on top are bigger."

"Yeah, I plan to pick more to make plums." Yao Qingnian picked one and couldn't wait to put it in her mouth. After taking a bite, her face immediately twisted: "Pah!" Her mouth was filled with a sour taste.

"Make plums? Haha, Qingnian, these green plums are sour and astringent, and they won't taste good when made into plums. We don't use this kind of fruit when making plums." Luo Erya couldn't help laughing at her, and then continued: "Also, after a few days, these green plums will turn yellow and soft when they are fully ripe, and they can't be used to make wine. It's just right to pick them now and make wine."

"Not delicious? That's because you didn't cook it the right way. Green plums can not only be used to make wine, but can also be made into crispy plums, salted plums, preserved plums, plum cakes, etc.

When they turn yellow, you can pick them and make plum sauce, which is sour and sweet. You can eat it with meat or put it in steamed buns. In short, there are many things you can do with green plums. "

"Ah? It can be used to make so many things? Every year we pick some for making wine, and the rest are left to turn yellow on the trees and then fall to the ground." Hearing her say that so many things can be made, Luo Erya felt that so many of them were wasted in the past. The fruit is sour and astringent, and the villagers would not want it even if they couldn't eat it. But this is normal. Making plums requires a lot of sugar or salt, which ordinary people can't afford. Besides, they have to work on weekdays, so who would study the cooking method of plums?

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