Spatial Peasant Girl: These Mad Darlings Are Delicate and Gullible

When she walked out of the door, she opened the steamer and put one of them into the space very naturally. This was not easy to do at home, otherwise she would not have to carry such a heavy basket of steamed buns to the next door. The physical work was always left to her second brother. .

[Ding, included for the first time, get 200 points! 】

Xiaoxiao asked strangely: [One bun, a lot of points? 】

Space gives her popular science: [Points are based on the level of the food. The higher the level of food, the more points you get! 】

Xiaoxiao questioned: [But it’s just a bun. 】

Is it considered haute cuisine?

This time, Space’s answer was more simple: [Baozi has meat. 】

Xiaoxiao: ...a very convincing explanation.

Next door, Rong Yan and the others were also about to start preparing dinner. At this moment, several people were confused around a bowl of custard that had just been cooked.

It was obviously made according to the instructions of Miss Ning next door, but why was the egg custard full of honeycomb-like holes, hard, dry, and not smooth at all? Take a bite, it's not tasteless but salty.

When the aroma wafted in, Rong Yan was the first to turn his head. His eyes collided with Xiaoxiao, who was about to knock on the door. Xiaoxiao raised the steamer in her hands towards them: "Are you hungry? Do you want some steamed buns?"

Rong Yan was in a tangle in his heart. Intellectually, he felt that he should no longer accept the Ning family girl's "heart", but the buns she made were too delicious.

He thought very distressedly: How about accepting it again?

The guards stared with wide eyes and dreamy expressions as they watched their master, who had never touched Yang Chun Shui, personally take the steamer and carry it into the house.

Xiaoxiao didn't leave, raised her chin and said, "Have a try and see if there is anything that needs improvement."

Rong Yan picked one up from Shan Ruliu, but was not in a hurry to put it in his mouth. He asked casually: "Why do you suddenly think of making steamed buns?" He was very melancholy. Didn't he refuse it the whole afternoon? Why did he come here to deliver food in person? Come, is this telling herself that she is not going to give up?

Xiaoxiao fiddled with the steamer and replied casually: "Didn't I say you like it? If you like it, I'll cook it for you." Just using you as an excuse to eat all the meat.

But she didn't know what kind of ripples these words would cause in Rong Yan's heart.

He liked sweet food, so she went into the mountains to find honey to make sweet noodle sauce for him. He said he liked grilled bamboo shoots, so she made sliced ​​meat and rolled bamboo shoots. Yun Yi said nonsense that he thought it tasted good, so she made a basket of steamed buns specially. Send it to him...

Until Xiaoxiao came home with the empty steamer, Rong Yan was still thinking.

It's not like no one had such good intentions for him in the past, but those people, either for power or profit, removed the hypocritical appearance, and the rest was all hypocrisy. No one really cared about him, or simply cared about him. As a person like him, no one ever said to him, "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Is it the folk custom in the countryside, or is this girl's words particularly attractive?

Thinking about it, he unknowingly finished the entire bun. It was just as she said, the skin was thin and the meat was fragrant. She also took care of his taste and didn't add any chopped green onion. It was really delicious...

At the Ning family kitchen table, even Ning Fengnian was there. Xiaoxiao didn't want to make her parents feel uncomfortable, so she was the first to laugh: "Are you all waiting for me? Then let's eat together. This is the best time since we separated. This is the first time the whole family has dinner together!”

She said to Ms. Song, "Mom, do you know we made money today?"

Mrs. Song nodded: "I heard from your eldest brother that you also took on new embroidery work for my mother, and the price is still high."

Xiaoxiao picked up the bowl and took a sip of the porridge. Today's porridge only contained rice and no bran. Although it was a little thin, it went well with the steamed buns: "Mom, my eldest and second brothers will bring some sour bamboo shoots to sell tomorrow. When we come back, there will be a lot of copper coins at home."

"My mother's new embroidery can be sold for at least 20 yuan each. You can embroider it slowly. By the end of the month, you will have at least ten pieces, which will be another 200 yuan."

She put a homemade meat bun in the bowl for her father and mother: "Dad's health is gradually getting better, and our family's life will get better and better. My brothers and I are very capable, and we will earn more in the future." Money can buy more meat, keep you fed and clothed warmly, so, dad and mom, stop grimacing and smile, life will get better."

These words almost made Mrs. Song almost shed tears. Ning Fengnian's eyes turned red and she kept saying "good boy". Xiaoxiao lowered her eyes and took a bite of the steamed buns she brought back from the county that were far different from hers. , whispered again.

"Mom, we all work so hard, so just be kind to yourself."