Chapter 89:

"It's very interesting, isn't it ?!"
To the heart of the last pair of crescent moon, "Well!"
The master who taught him martial arts said that martial arts in the world is only going to break. It turned out to be more than just martial arts. He stared thoughtfully at the chopper flying up and down.
Mu Rouzang didn't know what he thought: "Hey, Wangcai, you still have sweet potatoes?"
Wangcai's daughter-in-law laughed, "Oh, the slave-girl turned out on that wooden stand. The girl doesn't know?"
Mu Rouzang responded as he stuffed some wood into the stove: "Probably the last time the banquet was brought by the village's eldest sister-in-law."
Although sweet potatoes were common in the Da Zhou Dynasty, they were not affordable for the poor. It seems that the yield is not too high, it is not serious food, and it can not be sold for much money. Every family planted some, not many, and it is better to grow vegetables It's worth the money.
She picked a few small ones and stuffed them into the stove. Su Ruirui asked her, "This one can be used as firewood?" It looked like a fruit, but it wasn't dry.
"Just sit and wait and see!"
She pulled out the ash from the stove and buried the sweet potatoes that she had thrown in. The last time she wanted to eat roasted sweet potatoes, they were all carbon-baked. I heard others say that they are not so delicious.
Anyway, she's going to burn the fire and wait until it's been busy for more than an hour, enough to ripen the potato.
"Your parents?"
Su Ruirui has been here for so long and hasn't seen the adults in the house.
Mu Rou Sang said without looking back, "My father and mother are dead!"
I do n’t know if her parents who are far away in the modern era are okay, can she still go back, I just hope this is a dream of Huang Liang, and she will still be able to see her family after waking up. Even in the dream, she still lives hard.
He said a little embarrassedly: "Sorry!"
Mu Rouzang shook his head: "Yes, listen to you talk about authentic Beijing movies. Are you from Beijing?"
Su Ruirui looked at her suspiciously, not knowing how a little girl was only a few years old.
"You must be very strange! I have a friend who is bigger than my brother, smaller than you, taller and thinner than you, taller than my brother without you, anyway, it ’s a monkey spirit guy, also from Beijing of!"
Mu Rouzang remembered Yang Zixuan's first ride in a donkey cart. Later, he heard Xiao Tong said that he called for a few days after returning. He also said that he would not ride in her broken donkey cart next time, but he still took it. Never sit again next time ...
When Su Ruirui opened his eyes and smiled, he asked softly, "The best?"
"Not really. The cabbage in our village is sold to him, but he is not a businessman. It should be that he has an industry to sell in his name. However, he is in a rebellious period!"
Su Ruirui's pale face pinched Mu Rouzang's arm tightly: "You said he was going to rebel?"
Where and where! She can't wait to slap herself and make her talk cheap!
Quickly explained: "You got it wrong, I mean he's in a kind right now, um, what's the matter, that's what the adult said he didn't think it was right. After that, if you ask him to go east, he just thinks west. Well, it's just being disobedient and thinking that you are the most correct. "
Su Ruiru then let go of her little arm, Mu Rouzang rubbed his thin arm and vomited in his heart: they are all 16 or 7 years old, and they don't understand the iceberg of compassion and love, it is estimated that the women in his backyard would turn over the wall.
Because of this, Su Ruirui was hit by a big red cross with Mu Rouzang, and he was regarded as a married man. Of course, he already had a fiancee at that time. However, after knowing Mu Rouzang's thoughts at this time, he suddenly pinched his chest and waited for Mu Rou Sansai returned to her mother's belly and rebuilt it.
The small mountain village is a very comfortable place. Su Ruirui enjoyed this rare time. Later, he often remembered this memory, maybe it was just a breeding trip in this small kitchen.
White smoke had already come out of the pot: "Wangcai bitch, the water is boiling!"
At this time, a lot of tender bamboo shoots were piled up on the chopping board: "Here!"
Mu Rouzang put out the fire in the boiling stove, Wangcai Zongzi cut a part of the bamboo shoots into the pot, and picked up the hurdle to roll over: "Girl, how long does this take!"
"Sixty breaths will suffice, not too long, or not crisp enough!"
Mu Rouzang said that the sixty-point breath is one minute, and she was accustomed to saying so for a long time.
"Okay, pick up these bamboo shoots and throw them into cold water, fast!"
Wangcai's daughter-in-law heard that these bamboo shoots were picked up and thrown into a bucket prepared earlier, and the lid was continued to boil water.
"Let's take a look at our sweet potatoes!"
Su Ruirui curiously picked up a sweet potato next to his feet, red skin, and a lot of mud on it, pitted: "ugly!" It is estimated that such an ugly thing is not bad.
"Well, you'll know how delicious it is!"
Mu Rou Sang swallowed, fragrant
soft
soft, glutinous and sweet roasted sweet potatoes. If you eat roasted sweet potatoes around the stove in the winter, the whole body is warm.
"Girl, Su Gongzi must have never eaten it, he doesn't know what it is!"
Mu Rouzang smiled: "Wang Cai's sister-in-law is right, but unfortunately it is a bitch, but it is delicious!"
After Wangcai's daughter-in-law smashed up the remaining bamboo shoots, he took out the clean jar: "Girl, what should I do now?"
Mu Rou Sang had already washed two large pieces of at this time, and she had peeled a small bowl of garlic seeds while sitting in front of the stove. She had wanted to be lazy and asked Su Ruirui to help. Who knew that people would hate this taste, and would not reach out!
"Pile those bamboo shoots and drain them, pour the cool water into this jar, pat the garlic seeds and pieces with the back of the knife and throw them into the jar. Pour one or two turbid wine, half a tablespoon of vinegar, and put some Salt, dried hot pepper, and finally poured in bamboo shoots. "Unfortunately, she didn't find peppercorn seeds, otherwise it tastes better, there is wood!
Su Ruirui listened to what she said, and said lightly, "How haven't you seen it?"
Rarely he said two more words, it really is not easy!
"Have you seen it? You haven't seen it now!" She couldn't figure out whether this dynasty had done this, okay!
She added another sentence: "Previously my mother taught it." Now she has no evidence of death.
As soon as Su Ruirui heard it, she shut up and stopped asking, and it would be very impolite to mention the elders who passed away to others.
"Sweet potatoes!"
Would you like to be so concise, Mu Rouzang thinks that if such a man is her husband, she would rather hold the computer for a lifetime, but unfortunately there is a computer, she can't go to the forum to irrigate or take this demon face.
"Let me see, it should be all right, Wangcai bitch!"
Wangcai's daughter-in-law picked up the stick and said, "It's almost there, girl, or a slave, come on carefully."
Some people are willing to take care of themselves, Mu Rouzang naturally is willing to stand by a small waist, Su Ruirui looked at her like a little adult, her eyes slightly tilted!
"Alright?" She bent over and looked at the few roasted potatoes that had been pulled to the ground by Wangcai's daughter-in-law: "Well, is it roasted into charcoal?"
Wangcai's daughter-in-law took some straw on her hand and said, "No, it's just scorched on the outside, it's good on the inside, but it's still hot now, and the slave will find a little basket for the girl and pack it!"
Wangcai's daughter-in-law fetched a small bamboo basket. This basket is used as a gift. Basically, a little richer family will have a lot of gifts. Why can't you give gifts to others? When you go out, you still have to return the basket. !!
"Let's eat at the table in Zhengtang, what should I do, Wangcai bitch, I'm slobbering because this potato is so hot." She hadn't found this thing in Koyama Village before! Can you blame others? She has never been to other people's vegetable fields.
Mu Rouzang lifted the basket and wanted to walk to the kitchen door, and glanced at Su Ruirui who was struggling to stand up: "You wait for a while, I'll ask for a book to help you!"
Who knew that Su Ruirui's face was black, and he felt dizzy and said coldly, "No need!"
He is not lacking in arms and legs. An elder man also called a little boy to help him, telling him how to face those old friends!
The little man in Mu Rou Sang's heart shouted with his hips on his hips, and slap the donkey! Donkey! Donkey! ...
Angrily Mu Rouzang slammed in a small basket and head, and stepped out of the kitchen with his short legs 噔, 噔, 噔, and did not see the face of someone walking slowly behind.
But she was very tight. She opened a large dish in the basket containing the cut potato with two flaps, and the thick scent made her little maggots stir up. She took out the other two small dishes and put them in two cups. Herbal tea.
She was chopping her chopsticks and she was uncertain. Should she eat first or wait for that guy?
Fortunately, Su Ruirui came slowly and watched his frivolous steps. She thought very badly. Could he be hungry? From yesterday to this morning, a bowl of light millet porridge served with two pickles.
Su Ruirui sat down calmly without changing his face, "Gu ~ ~ Gu ~ ~!"
"Not me!" The two said in unison.
The ears of his ears were suspiciously red, and Mu Rouzang was so funny that he was hungry and the duck was hard.
Reach out and pick up a sliced ​​sweet potato and pass it to him: "Quick, catch it, it's hot, oh, it's hot!"
Mu Rou Sang jumped hot, and the hot little fingers pinched his little ear beads.
Su Ruirui curiously looked at her: "It works!"
Instead of a question sentence but an affirmative sentence, the little man in Mu Rou Sang's heart who was about to dig a sigh of silence suddenly took a piece of himself and put it in the small saucer in front of him.
Holding a small chopsticks, she gently picked a piece and put it in her mouth. Ouch, she almost swallowed her tongue. What was picked out from the firewood was particularly sweet. The sweet potatoes were not sweet in the future, but they felt water. too much.
Seeing him stir up a piece with chopsticks, he asked, "How is it, isn't it delicious!"
"Okay!"
Saying one more word is dead!
Mu Rou Sang glared at him secretly with a chopstick, how could he be the second one!
Roar, she only roasted three small sweet potatoes in total. How could she be divided up by this pimple? She lifted up her sleeves and ate quickly on her plate. The combat power was very sturdy. Two black paints were placed on the front of Mu Rou Sang. The smeared sweet potato shell, Su Ruirui put four in front, and three of them are larger than her.
He glanced resentfully at him with a small glance. Brother Shenma and God Fairy, as far as is far away, grabbing delicious food is not soft.
Su Ruirui was embarrassed to say a few more words: "I didn't have enough food last night!"
In other words, the breakfast that did not see Youxiezi was not enough to pay off the debt owed last night.
Mu Rouzang looked at the pile of small shells in front of him, and said coolly, "Listen to Wangcai's sister, I will eat steamed bacon of Hewei at noon today, and put a chopsticks that is as smooth as tofu. Let ’s eat some pickles below. Ouch, I can eat two bowls of rice today at noon.

Su Ruirui touched some slightly drummed belly. This thing was so delicious, it was easy to get thirsty. After he finished eating those four pieces of belly, half of the cold water had been poured into it.
However, he had been hiding in the mountains for several days with a guard before, but it was not easy to see a household with a poisonous attack. Until today, he didn't even see a meat star: "Eat me!"
Then I walked away with a cold face!
"Well, it's so funny. Why is this person like this? I want to eat meat and I am embarrassed to speak. Haha, he called him to eat, but he wanted to make such an excuse."
Mu Rouzang smiled at the table with a stomachache.
"funny!"
A cold chill shrouded, Mu Rouzang looked back, Bingshan's brother was in front of his eyes, but unfortunately it was a Bingling flower that could only be viewed from a distance ...
"No, ah, I remember to sew a citron for my brother, I'm leaving now!"
Su Ruiru watched her shrinking her neck, and there was a monster chasing behind her. She quickly flashed into Xijijian and hid. He reached out and touched his face, muttering to himself: "Am I looking scary?"