Traveling through life as a widow: six sons to support her in her old age

Chapter 165 My Head Itches

Yu Zian thought that she should have a good talk with Lan Qiyan, as she was not in good shape today.

But at dinner time, she ate two bowls of stewed radish with meat. Is her appetite proportional to her mood?

Let him fight in battle, rob the rich to help the poor, hunt to support his family, but how do you guess what a girl is thinking?

Yu Zian scratched his head and face, he had never been so embarrassed before.

He was absent-minded when he was washing up. After waiting for Lan Qiyan to come into the room, he seemed to want to say something but stopped himself.

Lan Qiyan glanced at him and said, "Brother, are you constipated?"

"what?"

"Are you unable to poop or are you too full? Why do you look like that?"

"Yanyan, let's chat."

Lan Qiyan glanced at the sky outside and said, "It's already so dark, aren't you sleepy?"

"I feel like you haven't been in a good mood since last night. I've never had much contact with girls before, so I'm afraid you may have done something wrong. Just tell me directly."

"Well, it's nothing. I just feel that this world is so wonderful and I have encountered so many things. I feel a little indigestion."

She would never tell Yu Zian that she wanted to run away.

"Yanyan, just remember, we have no intention of hurting you. Some things really have to be done, and you will die if you don't do it."

Lan Qiyan nodded, "I know."

Yu Zian breathed a sigh of relief, “That’s good, I thought you were angry.

You must be sleepy. Go to bed quickly. You have been tired all day. "

Lan Qiyan felt scared even when he lay down. He was lying on the same kang with him, and he could kill him with just one slap.

No matter how good-looking he is, dear father, life is more important.

As long as you are alive, everything is possible.

If you lose your life, you really lose everything.

Lan Qiyan scratched his head, it was so itchy. Was he going to grow a new brain?

As expected, she is not suitable for scripts full of intrigue. I really admire the palace fighting and house fighting. If she appears, she will definitely die in the first episode.

Today, from Yushi Village to Qingtian Town, she observed the whole way and found it difficult to escape.

Every household has a fixed number of them, and they know exactly how many chickens and dogs there are in the village.

Besides, with one more person, it would be difficult to move around without a household registration.

This is also the reason why she is not willing to lose weight at dinner and just eats two bowls of rice.

She wanted to turn herself into an ugly fat person so that she would be safer when she escaped.

The greatest security for girls comes from the security they provide themselves.

In the middle of the night, she tossed and turned. Yu Zian wanted to ask her several times if she was a maggot, why could she twist so much?

Gu Yong didn't fall asleep until the second half of the night.

Early in the morning, the father and son went to harvest radishes from another field, and then planted a season of vegetables so that they could catch up with the planting of corn and soybeans.

When Lan Qiyan got up, there was no one at home and there was no rice in the pot. It seemed that no one had eaten.

She went to the side room and got three small radishes, washed them, peeled them and cut them into shreds.

Although the shreds she cut were a little thick, it didn't affect the eating quality.

Heat oil in a pan, scoop out three spoons of lard, fry four eggs until both sides are golden brown, then put them aside. Add the chopped radish, stir-fry until soft, add boiling water, add the eggs after the water boils, and finally sprinkle some salt and chopped green onions.

Then I scooped out four bowls of multi-grain noodles, added cold water to make it slightly softer, and let it rest for ten minutes.

Take the opportunity to go to the vegetable garden to pick a handful of green onions, wash and chop them, add salt and oil and mix them.

Then knead the dough and divide it into four pieces, following the same process as making scallion pancakes yesterday.

But this time, it is first made into four rectangles and steamed for 15 minutes, then oil is added and cooked. After cutting, it becomes a thousand-layer pancake.

Eating radish and egg soup with lasagna, Lan Qiyan felt like a little genius.

I didn’t expect that my learning and hands-on abilities were so strong.

It was worth it that she spent 10 cents to buy a cookbook.

Especially in Yu Xiu's praise, she had lost herself.

Fortunately, I woke up in time, otherwise I would have to cook three meals a day.

She can do it, but the prerequisite is that she likes cooking, and she can do it when she wants to, and not do it when she doesn’t want to, and no one can interfere.

"You don't have to flatter me, Old Second Yu. No matter how much you praise me, I won't cook every day. Do you know how long it takes to come up with a new recipe?"

"Mom, think hard, you must be thinking of delicious food."

"Do you eat shit?"

"Mom, we are eating, please speak more politely."

Lan Qiyan rolled his eyes and said, "I don't think it has affected your appetite at all."

She turned to look at Old Lady Yu, "Mom, have you harvested all the radishes?"

"It's all harvested. Zi'an and I will dig the ground these two days and sow some vegetable seeds. If we plant one more season, the harvest will be on par with the harvest in the village."

"Mom, I can do the digging by myself, you guys just stay at home and take a rest."

"Let Yu Xiu dig with you. You'll feel bad if you can't do some work if you eat so much."

"Granny, you treat every person you catch as a workhorse."

"We drink one bowl, you drink three bowls, we eat one bread, you eat three, if you don't work, do you deserve this meal?"

Yu Xiu quickly replied, "Okay, okay, I got it, don't tell me anymore."

"Hmph, it's good to know."

Lan Qiyan watched their interaction and felt deeply moved. He thought that the old lady was being sincere.

It is said that mother and child are connected by heart. Can she feel that the man in front of her is not her son?

Yu Zian glanced at Lan Qiyan. What was she thinking?

After dinner, Yu Zi'an took Yu Xiu to dig the ground, Old Lady Yu did the washing, and Lan Qiyan went to pick radishes. They were divided into large, medium and small types, with different prices.

Because of radish soup in the morning, stewed radish at noon, and cold radish in the evening.

This made Yu Xiu a fart-making machine. No matter when and where he was, his farts were just like those in his trouser pockets.

First, he was kicked back home by Yu Zian, and then he was laughed at by a group of friends.

Yu Xiu returned home angrily. Except for the ones that Lan Qiyan picked up to sell, he was asked to share the rest of the radishes with his other friends.

He can't eat anymore, he farts too much and now his butt hurts so much he can't touch it.

Old Mrs. Yu wanted to make some shredded radish in the evening, but when she went in, the radishes were gone.

"Yu Lao Er, come here."

"Grandma, what are you doing?"

"Where are our little carrots?"

"Give it away, grandma, I can't eat it anymore. I've become the king of farts."

"You write about the prodigal child. If you don't eat, you'll be hungry. We play and eat. Size is a dish."

"Granny, let's change it."

Old Lady Yu stood in the yard and watched for a while. "The leeks are growing. Let's eat them."

Yu Xiu ran out with a bitter face to get a free meal. He had had enough of the leeks.

Lan Qiyan was still immersed in the sorrow of selling two acres of radishes for only three taels of silver. The children had all returned and were taking three days off.

Lan Qiyan was about to go buy meat, but Wu Shiqing stopped her and went up the mountain to catch two pheasants himself.

The family was busy at home, and Qin Xiaozhi called Lan Qiyan away, saying that he was there to help Yu Ni.

"Didn't Yuni confirm it? Why are you asking us to go?"

"The engagement is today."

"Is there anyone from the man's family?"

"Yes, come on, I'll show you, that man's mother is not a good person, is Yuni blind?"

Lan Qiyan sighed. She was indeed blind and love-brained.