Take A Husband For Farming Chapter 46

Brother, it's alright, we're growing now anyway, so look at the clothes we made before, they're a little short now, and coincidentally, we've had nothing to do these days. From tomorrow onwards, I think we'll have to make more spring dresses for brother and I to save ourselves the trouble of making a joke out of it.

Mu Jinzhi was used to hardships, he did not have high requirements for clothes, but he was afraid that his sister would be too tired, "You should not stay at home everyday, if you have time, you should go to the village and walk around, I remember there are many young ladies around your age in the village."

Mu Rousang smiled without making a sound, telling her, an adult in a child's attire, to go play with those real brats, how could she have anything in common?

It was snowing heavily today, and it was also noon on the way from the village's east entrance. During the boring winter, they rarely saw anything new, so many children followed behind this carriage. Even Qin Taohua, who usually worked hard to embroider flowers to exchange for sesame sugar, squeezed into the crowd of children.

The gates to Mu Rousang's residence that hadn't rang for ten thousand years clattered in the snow. Mu Rousang had just finished cooking and was watching the half-grown pig happily eating the pig food, and was still mumbling in his heart: Eat faster, eat faster. Eat faster and grow up to sell to the butcher for silver coins.

The sound of the gate shook off the acc.u.mulated snow on the courtyard wall. Mu Rousang frowned, who was this?! Knocking so hard on the gate, it was obvious that the person knocking was not the same person.

Yang Zixuan held his cape tightly, and greeted Xiao Tong smugly as he brought out some pastries from his cart for the children to see, while he stood at the entrance of the courtyard shouting, "Sang girl, quickly open the door for me, look at how st.u.r.dy your door is!"

Mu Rousang stretched out her small hand and caressed her forehead. Wasn't this the rich young master who liked to mess with her? Seeing that, if she didn't reply, her courtyard door would really be broken by him.

"It's here, it's here! Kicking at my house again is going to break me. " Mu Rousang puffed his cheeks and walked to the entrance of the courtyard.

Yang Zixuan heard the familiar voice of a child and felt moved. In his eyes, she was like a mountain of gold and silver, "Hurry up and open the door. If you want to freeze me to death, then I won't even dare to look at your little mouse!"

The bookkeeper Xiao Tong rolled his eyes helplessly beside the horse carriage. He must learn to be calm, calm, and collected, because the moment his young master meets this young lady, it's like he's on stimulants …

Yang Zixuan's black eyes flashed with starlight. He hadn't seen that tender meatball for a long time, he really missed the feeling of pinching her face.

Hearing the voice coming from the courtyard, he gave Xiao Tong a meaningful glance, and Xiao Tong immediately walked to the window, then said to the two servants in the carriage: "The two big sisters have worked hard on the way here, it's so cold outside that I don't know if the big sisters will be willing to come down, I'm just afraid that these vulgar villagers will barge onto the two big sisters."

A young woman lifted the curtain and looked around, seeing the mud brick courtyard, she curled her lips in disdain, "I'm not going in, Xiao Tong, give us some tea later, we've been eating candied fruits all the way here."

Xiao Tong lowered his eyes to cover his dissatisfaction, and his voice sounded like he was trying to curry favor with them, "The two big sisters are right, this little one will bring the tea to the big sisters later."

If the lady had not personally instructed the two to come, Xiao Tong would not have been so cautious with them. Looking at his master's playful expression, Xiao Tong guessed that the lady already knew that the Third Young Master of the Hou clan was an unreasonable person who loved to stay with a country b.u.mpkin.

"Hmph, Third Young Master previously learned from the scholar of our house, and is now imitating our Second Master's overbearing arrogance. Those two are the direct descendants, what does he count as? He's just an unremarkable b.a.s.t.a.r.d without an aunt."

Xiao Tong, who was standing outside the car, turned and left without a word.

Mu Rousang quickly opened the door. Just now, she unintentionally saw the curtain of the carriage shake, as though a jade hand was retracting quickly.

Yang Zixuan was amazed that this little girl was so smart. Did he misjudge her last time?

He gave her a look that could be said later, regardless of whether she understood what he meant, he shook his body like a delinquent and said, "Little girl, why does your house smell so much like pig s.h.i.t. I said, when your family life is better, you should get someone to clean it up for you."

Sure enough, the voice of the young woman from before came out from the carriage again, "Xiao Tong, you don't have to be busy, I'm not thirsty anymore, why aren't you going in to serve Third Young Master?"

"Little girl, last time it was all thanks to this grandpa, your donkey seems to have become a lot fatter. Yo, I raised quite a few chickens again, this grandpa saw that I was even fatter than last time, go and get a whole chicken quickly. This grandpa came back while holding a big snowflake all the way here, and didn't even have time to drink."

Mu Rousang did not know what he was doing, it was not that there was a lack of chickens in the house, so she asked Xiao Tong to catch one for her and quietly go to the kitchen to make food for him.

As soon as he cooked the rice, Yang Zixuan became c.o.c.ky again, "Little girl, remember to make some more delicious food. It's been a long time since I've eaten a live and lively chicken!"

He didn't dare to eat it when he returned to the house of the Marquis. The Madame saw that he was getting older and more spirited than in the past and never let go of the chance to kill him, so that one person less would take a portion of the family property. Thus, Yang Zixuan lived on thin ice at the house of the Marquis and lived an abnormally cautious life, only able to eat common steamed buns and pickled vegetables every time.

Mu Rousang was not clear about his situation, she only knew that Yang Zixuan was a rich kid, and was probably curious about the life in the countryside, which was why he couldn't forget about it.

Hearing his arrogant voice, Mu Rousang plucked the chicken feathers while rolling her eyes. Oh no, she had to treat this master of hers better and quickly send him to the carriage, after being tormented by him into going back to her house, she would definitely be destroyed by him.

Yang Zixuan looked around the room, apart from the pigs, he had gained quite a bit of weight. For someone like him, who could bear it all, this meant that the depths of his eyes were much more interesting.

He then leaned against the side door of the kitchen and crossed his arms. "Little girl, I haven't seen your fat pig for a few months. I've just counted, it seems like there are a lot of them!"

Mu Rousang heard and nodded, "I sold the fat pig to a piglet."

Yang Zixuan recalled the results of the investigation. It was hard to imagine a pair of young siblings pa.s.sing by more smoothly after losing their parents, and he had to rely on his uncle's help to gain a foothold. Compared to the two siblings who were originally proud of his progress this year, it was now meaningless.

Seeing Mu Rousang throw the naked chicken onto the chopping board, "Little girl, other than the way you did it last time, do you know anything else?"

Mu Rousang shot him a glance. This guy didn't have the slightest burden of bullying a child's labour.

"Yes, but it will take a long time. Aren't you hungry?"

Looking at the potholes in the house, Yang Zixuan withdrew his feet and continued to lean against the door as he chatted with her, "I'm not hungry, you take your time. In fact, last time, after I ate your chicken, I went back and did the same thing a few times, but there's something fishy about that smell. I've always been anxious about that taste, this time I came over and hurried over to your house."

Mu Rousang pursed her lips into a smile, the White Chicken was again calling the Earth Chicken, it had to be raised big, the chicken legs had to eat the meat forcefully to have a taste, the quality of the meat that was raised at home was generally much more loose.

"Of course it's different. Not only did my family's chickens eat well, they were also reared well. Today, I will make you another dish."

Coincidentally, yesterday, she had bought a lot of raw salt, very thick and grainy, from the county. She first boiled the chicken with water, then used the juice that was brewed with the rice wine and ginger to touch the chicken's body. Then, she stuffed the chicken's belly with spices like scallion and star flowers, placing them on the chopping board to marinate for a while.

Yang Zixuan was curious about what she was doing, "Little girl, you're not going to let this grandpa have lunch alone, tsk tsk!"

Mu Rousang ignored his teasing and continued to stir-fry the crude salt until it was hot. Then, she wrapped the chicken with the dried lotus leaves and slowly braised it with a light fire.

After a while, the fragrance of chicken wafted out from the pot. Yang Zixuan sniffed, "Little girl, what kind of dishes are these? Delicious!"

It seemed like the secret on this girl was not small! Every time he dug something out from her body, he felt a sense of accomplishment. This little girl was a treasure after all.

Mu Rousang didn't have as much as he thought. The coa.r.s.e salt she bought yesterday was originally meant to be used to make this dish, and in her previous life, she only knew how to make it without doing anything about it.

How long has it been since I last ate? This food is even sweeter than a sliced chicken, Mu Rousang gulped a mouthful of saliva and his face blushed a little.

Yang Zixuan called Xiao Tong to help place the rice on the table. Mu Rousang had been busy for a long time, so she picked up a piece of chicken to try.

Yang Zixuan was surprised by the chicken's fragrance and sweetness, "Little girl, this grandpa sees that the chicken tastes good, in a while …"

Mu Rousang quickly s.n.a.t.c.hed a piece of meat from under his chopsticks, "I've already written it down, I'll give it to you after we finish eating!" The last time this guy came, he tricked her into writing a menu. When she looked back, there was only a chicken head, a chicken b.u.t.t and two chicken claws on the plate. They were arranged neatly, as if they were waiting for her to get lucky.

Yang Zixuan smiled, he didn't even notice the trace of gentleness in his usually cold eyes.

Of course, there was a portion of the chicken for Xiao Tong, as for the two women sitting on the horse carriage outside the courtyard that was waiting for Yang Zixuan, no one remembered.

Although Yang Zixuan was a b.a.s.t.a.r.d child, he was still a proper master. Naturally, he would not try to please the two servants, and Xiao Tong was still resentful towards the two of them for picking three, picking four, and having delicious food was even more so, impossible to think of them.

So the two of them sat in the wagon, frozen, while the three of them ate their bellies in the warm room.

After Yang Zixuan had finished the last piece of chicken, he reluctantly put down his chopsticks and looked at Mu Rousang who was sitting opposite him. His round, tender face, big eyes were blinking, and his long eyelashes were like the wings of a b.u.t.terfly.

Yang Zixuan's small, moist, and pink mouth was filled with oil. Not only did it not arouse anyone's dislike, but it also made her even more adorable. Yang Zixuan really wanted to take back this little cook who knew how to cook.

Resisting the hesitation in his heart, Xiao Tong waved his hand and called Xiao Tong over. Xiao Tong finally remembered his purpose for coming here today, and eagerly gave the package placed on the chair to Mu Rousang.

"What are you doing?" Mu Rousang looked at the bag of Blue Fragrance Flowers in front of him, blocking his view.

"Idiot, can't you see that it's the new year? I am half a friend to you, how can I miss this gift? It would be a joke to my worth. "

Mu Rousang secretly rolled her eyes, was there a need to beat around the bush like this, for this arrogant and proud man to gift a annual festival gift?

Yang Zixuan looked at Xiao Tong, clearly understanding that he wanted to show off the gift he prepared for Mu Rousang. Last time, he took her menu, causing his shop to be bustling ever since they opened, and this time he specially prepared some gifts for her.

saw that one of the items Xiao Tong took out was a golden lock made from a chain that was made of red thread. On the other hand, there were more than a dozen simple yet elegant silk flowers beside the lock, which was obviously for Mu Rousang.