Chongxi's little husband is very "soft and cute"

Chapter 049

After closing the stall, Lu Yunchen went to the dental shop. This leased shop still needs to find a professional person.He originally wanted to find a small shop, first solve the problem of the shop, and then find a livable house, so he brought the old lady to move here together, and talked about his appeal with the dentist, and the dentist agreed, just in time There are a few suitable shops on hand, so I ran with him along the way.

Walking around Yong'an Town for an afternoon, Lu Yunchen looked at four of them in a row, but Lu Yunchen was not very satisfied. Either the location was too far away, or the storefront was too small. He was used to activities in Sishui Street, thinking that if the shops could rely on the current It couldn't be better for the location, so as not to lose a group of customers by changing the location.

It was getting late, and the two of them had to rush back to the village. In the past, they were the only two of them. Sometimes they were tired, so they would eat something and then rest. Now that the old lady was brought over, they couldn't cope with the food.

"What are we having for dinner tonight?" Qin Muyan watched as Lu Yunchen dug out a kitchen knife from the cabinet.

"How about braised pork noodles?" Lu Yunchen cut the meat he just bought at Zhang Butcher's house into diced meat.

"Then I'll roll out some noodles..." Qin Muyan's eyes lit up when he saw that he could eat meat again, and he ran to knead the noodles excitedly. He had just scooped out a few spoonfuls of noodles from the noodle jar and was about to add water when Lu Yunchen called out He beat an egg himself, poured the egg white into it, and pinched a pinch of salt particles, noticing the bewildered look in the little guy's eyes, he explained in a warm voice, "The taste of the noodles made this way will be stronger, even if It won’t be soft after cooking for a long time.”

Qin Muyan nodded, always felt that his husband knew a lot and could do everything, as if any matter fell into his hands, it would be easy to solve.

Lu Yunchen, who was adored by his little husband's starry eyes, unconsciously had a slight smile on his mouth. He stretched out his hand to pinch Qin Muyan's rosy and soft cheeks, and urged, "Go quickly...Grandma is still waiting for dinner."

Taking advantage of Qin Muyan's time to knead the noodles, Lu Yunchen blanched the green vegetables and set them aside for later use. He also chopped some shiitake mushrooms and prepared them for stir-frying marinade.

The meat he bought was a bit fat. After cooking, he first poured the diced meat into the pot and stir-fried until it was burnt yellow, with a layer of bright oily flowers hanging on the bottom of the pot. Swipe them in one by one, turn the spatula casually a few times, then add water and simmer slowly.

Qin Muyan rolled out the noodles and cut them into finer pieces according to the instructions. Lu Yunchen set up another pot to boil water, boiled the noodles first, and soaked them in the water. Although there was a hint of autumn at the moment, the night was still hot Very, the hot noodle soup is really unbearable.

The diced meat muttered and rolled in the sauce-brown soup. When the lid was lifted, a billowing white mist rose up, wrapped in the delicious and rich smell of meat. Qin Muyan leaned over and looked at the pot. The halogen in the middle swallowed hard.

"But are you hungry?" Lu Yunchen asked casually, skimming off the foam on the surface of the soup.

Qin Muyan nodded slightly, he was not hungry just now, when he saw the thick and mellow stewed meat sauce, the glutton in his belly began to yell violently, even his mouth watered wantonly.

Seeing this, Lu Yunchen heated up the fire in the stove, and licked the bottom of the pot fiercely with red flames. The originally calm and gentle soup suddenly boiled, bubbling and bouncing up and down, and when it was thickened, he waited until it was thickened. Ladle water to put out the fire.

The noodles that had been dipped in cold water before had distinct roots. Lu Yunchen put them into a porcelain bowl, poured two spoonfuls of stewed meat sauce, and spread the blanched green vegetables on top. The stewed eggs sold at the stall in the morning were just right. For the next three, he divided them into two together and garnished them on the braised pork noodles to make them more substantial.

After moving here, there was no work in the field, and the old lady Lu rarely had time to spare. Seeing that the shoes on the feet of Lu Yunchen and his wife were a little worn out, she cut some cloth, thinking about getting them two pairs of shoes. I'm getting a little hungry right now.

"Grandma, my husband asked me to invite you over for dinner..." Qin Muyan knocked on the door lightly and called out from outside the house.

The three sat down at the dining table together.

"Grandma, I'm running out of time. I cooked some noodles. I don't know if it suits your appetite. You can just eat some." Lu Yunchen handed the chopsticks to the old lady Lu.

The old lady took the chopsticks, and was shocked by the thick and firm braised pork noodles in front of her. When she was in Lu Li's, she occasionally ate meat twice during the New Year's Eve. This way of eating, but seeing Qin Muyan's usual look, he knew that the two of them should have good food on weekdays.

She picked up a pair of chopsticks noodles first, the noodles dipped in meat sauce are smooth and chewy, the soup is thick and mellow, soaking the noodles oily, the small pieces of braised pork are fat and lean, and they are extra soft after being stir-fried and stewed Delicate, with a "crunch" sound when biting.

Although the small green vegetables spread on the surface have been blanched, they are still crisp and refreshing, which properly neutralizes the greasyness of the stewed meat, and paired with the marinated eggs that have been marinated in the soup for a whole day. The old lady ate a bowl of stewed pork noodles and couldn't help belching. This was the most satisfying meal she had eaten in a while.

She put down the bowl, smacked her mouth, still feeling unfinished, because the hand-rolled noodles are not easy to digest, and the old lady is recovering from a serious illness, her stomach is fragile, she only ate one bowl, and refused to fill it up again.

"Yun Chen, you made these stewed pork noodles?" Old Madam Lu wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, and said casually.

Lu Yunchen was at a loss for words for a while, remembering that the original owner was a scholar who couldn't even make a fire because he didn't work hard. Apart from studying, he would at most help with the farm work in the fields. Where did his cooking skills come from? He hasn't figured out how to explain it to this person who knows the original owner well.

Qin Muyan felt a little guilty. When the family was separated, the old lady told him to take good care of Lu Yunchen, but after the separation, he usually just fed the chickens, picked out the eggs, and cleaned the yard by the way. He never did any heavy work. Even the cooking is basically handled by Lu Yunchen. He just took a job of grating potato shreds, but died because he injured his hand. He is a useless, dragging little husband.

After waiting for a while, seeing her husband frowning and thinking about it, Qin Muyan bit the bullet and muttered in a low voice, "Grandma, this stewed pork noodles is my husband's handicraft..."

"I guess it is.... When Chen'er's father was still alive, he was also a person who liked to mess around with food. At that time, the family was a little poor and didn't have any good things, so Changhe dug wild vegetables from the mountains and changed his tricks." The earth is made into vegetable pancakes for everyone to eat, old lady, I still remember the taste, but I didn’t expect that more than ten years have passed.” Thinking of the old things, the old lady Lu looked down.

"Chen'er used to not even enter the kitchen, let alone cook these foods, but after getting married, she became enlightened. I have lived most of my life, but I have never seen this braised pork noodle. ..”

"If grandma likes to eat it, I will often make it for you in the future..." Lu Yunchen continued, "This stewed pork noodle was eaten in Chunfeng Building that day. I tasted it and learned it secretly. I'll make it for you and Ah Yan when I think I have time..."

The old lady Lu smiled, with a hint of a smile in her cloudy eyes, "My grandson is still filial, and remembers grandma for everything good."

"What is grandma talking about? Grandma has loved her grandson so much since she was a child, but now she just cooks you a meal. How can it compare to the worries and shocks that you have been worrying about over the years, grandma, as long as You are in good health, whatever you want to eat in the future, Chen'er and Ah Yan will cook for you..." Lu Yunchen coaxed Old Madam Lu into a smile, and finally managed to get this matter out of the way.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was happy for a moment, Qin Muyan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that he would wait for the old lady Lu's reprimand, after all, compared with his little father, he was indeed a bit too lazy. When his little father was alive, how could Qin Liang eat it? What a hardship, let alone leaving the house, but now I am doing nothing, just waiting for my husband to prepare the meal and serve it on the table. Compared with my little dad back then, I don't know how many times better my life is.

Lu Yunchen comforted the old lady, turned around and saw his husband was holding chopsticks in his hands, he was thinking about something, the noodles in the bowl were almost lumped up, he raised his hand and poked Qin Muyan's head.

"What are you thinking, you can lose your mind while eating..."

Qin Muyan suddenly came back to his senses, and saw that the two of them were looking at him, and a red cloud appeared on his face, he hurriedly lowered his head, biting his chopsticks, wishing he could bury his face in the bowl, and Lu Yunchen lifted him up by the collar of his back coat.

"Eat well, don't make a fuss..."

"..." Qin Muyan was so ashamed, he cleaned up the noodles in the bowl neatly, picked up the three people's bowls and chopsticks, and went out in a hurry, as if he had fled in a hurry.

Lu Yunchen thought he didn't want to be intimate with him in front of the old lady, so he simply let him run.

There was the sound of "squeaking" water in the hut. Old Madam Lu glanced at the door and said in a low voice, "A few days ago, I heard from people in the village that Linghua is also engaged."

Lu Yunchen was slightly startled, and then realized that this Linghua was the unlucky original owner's best friend, the one who didn't like him on the day of marriage.

The old lady thought that her words brought back unpleasant memories of her grandson, so she hurriedly tried to make up for it, "Chen'er, grandma saw that you and Mu Yan are very close now, and Linghua is already married. The things between the two of you are in the past." Call it over.."

"Grandma, don't worry, since there is no fate, you can't force it. Now I treat Ah Yan with a sincere heart, and Ah Yan treats me the same way. I don't have the slightest thought for other people. If she finds a lover, I will take care of her." Blessed..."

Blessings, Lu Yunchen secretly slandered that Linghua's father, the head of Zhuxi Village, saw that the original owner had passed the examination as a scholar at the age of 12, and had high hopes for him, so he asked Linghua to approach him on purpose, only waiting for the original owner to win the exam. He came forward to facilitate the marriage of the two, and the whole family followed him to heaven. Unexpectedly, seeing that Linghua had reached the age of marriage, but the original owner failed in the two hard exams, Linghua's father stopped thinking and told Linghua to hurry up. He, so he can arrange his next home...

It's a pity that the original owner was an infatuated fool who thought that Linghua had a deep affection for her. On the day of marriage, she left her husband to go to the appointment, but she lost her life. She was so happy that she got rid of a big burden, so she turned around and agreed to another marriage. On the contrary, he told himself to pick up a ready-made bargain, who can compare to Qin Muyanxiang.

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