Wang Family’s Peasant Woman: Raising kids and Making wealth

“Coming, coming, madam.” The loud voice of the book rang outside the house, and he ran out all the way, holding the exit papers given by Yoon from the capital of Beijing Zhaofu. With this object, they can travel unhindered to Houfu Mountain, otherwise they will not be allowed to leave the city this night.

The book thought that he risked his death to pull Jing Zhao Fu Yin out of her favorite three aunts' bed, and felt that her back was cold. Fortunately, the National Government still had some face. Jing Zhao Fu Yin wrote a letter out of the city with his own hands, even though he had a black face.

“Okay, let's go.” Gu Chunzhu instructed the page to take the lamb legs and charcoal pot and her seasoning, including several chicken fights with hairs removed. The meat was firm and it was absolutely delicious to make a barbecue.

The book followed Gu Chunzhu and Wei Xingzhi as they ran and said that they sniffed deeply. There was already plenty of salivation in their mouths. “Madam, where are we going for dinner? The old man hasn't woken up yet. It's not so good. ”

Tell me, the book came and peeked at his little boy, but Wei Xingzhi glanced at him.

When they arrived at the gate of the house, Tam Shi also hurried to follow them. He took two capes, a precious blue cape, and asked one of the following moms to put them on Wei Xingzhi.

“It's so cold at night that you have to run away for my family. Never light up again.” The Duanzhi personally tied the brown cape to Gu Chunzhu. This brown red cape looks a little refreshing to Gu Chunzhu.

Gu Chunzhu also saw Tan's worries and softened her hand to comfort him. “I must have tried my best to bring Dr. Hu Shen back to see the old man for medical attention. Mrs. Wei is at home in peace, etc. ”

In the sad eyes of Duanzhu, Gu Chunzhu boarded the carriage. She and Wei Xingzhi knew a carriage. The book helped Gu Chunzhu to hold the sheep's legs and turn them over. He brushed oil on them as ordered by Gu Chunzhu.

Gu Chunzhu roasted the chicken fighting meat some way out of town. The carriage smelled like barbecue.

“Hawk ~” The book sounded the sound of sucking the drool. Gu Chunzhu looked at him helplessly. Wei Xingzhi's hand had been knocked on the book's head one step in advance. “Don't worry about this mouth, it was used to guide Dr. Hu Shen out. When my grandfather is ready, I'll take you to Grandma's house myself. ”

“Yes, yes, yes.” The book nodded busily and tried to divert its gaze from the roasted scalloped sheep's legs.

The wagon stopped at the gate for a while, showed the exit papers to the guards, and then the wagon headed towards Mount Hoof. By the time we got to the bottom of the mountain, it was quiet, because the summer had passed and there were very few bugs.

“Madam, is this okay?” Wei Xingzhi watched Gu Chunzhu order people to line up the charcoal basin after getting off the car. He didn't seem to have any intention of going up the mountain. He tried to lure Houfei down the mountain with scent, but he looked up at the height of Mount Houfu, so much so that his head and neck were all slightly sour.

“Try it. There are plenty of venomous snake ants in this mountain. If we don't find Hoofie, it's not worth losing a few people.” And it was late at night, Gu Chunzhu dared not bet. If he was going to bet, he would bet that Hu Fei's nose was better than the average person's.

If you want to come to a shrink, you also need to smell it. The nose smells herbs all the time. It's already very spiritual. Plus, he's particularly delicious. I don't know if he can smell it.

Gu Chunzhu ordered the pages to line up the charcoal basin. The fire in the charcoal basin was raging and the meat on the barbed wire was also nourishing and fragrant.

“Be as honest as you can and fan me so hard that the fragrance passes as far as possible.” The book begins with reprimands right in front of these pages. This puffin was also requested by Gu Chunzhu. It was found from his wife in the capital. The summer has just passed. Fortunately, there are puffins in the capital.

Gu Chunzhu sat in the carriage and looked at the book to work with the small pages. After jumping down, he sprinkled the zinc powder on the meat. Then he passed through a fan like a puffin. He covered it on the surface of the meat and baked it with charcoal fire. The fragrance quickly dissipated.

Most mountains can smell the barbecue of the night, and if there is a hunter living on the mountain, he will be scared to run down to find out. But there are many snakes in this mountain, so hunters don't even dare to stop.

“Ooh!" There were a few wolf howls in the woods.

The barbecue pages were shaking and talking.

“Will there be wolves on this mountain? It sounds like a wolf screaming in the mountains outside the village when I was a kid.” A pessimist said, then remembered his hometown, and his parents, who couldn't help but moist their eyes.

“I don't suppose it's your hometown wolf. The wolves here might be a little more tame, just barbecue and not us.” Another optimist said he had turned the noodles on the barbecue.

The book listened to the sneaky muttering of the papermen, and counted down a few words, “Our little boys are still here, and the wolves won't eat your thick meat first. ”

Wei Xingzhi glanced at the book. Is that going to eat me? If it wasn't for his grandfather's poisoning, he would really have jumped up and taught the book a hard lesson.

“Sister, is there really a wolf in this mountain?” The book came to avoid Wei Xingzhi's death stare, ran to Gu Chunzhu's side, and a night breeze blew through the sweat on his back and stood up.

“Even if there are wolves, they are baked together.” Gu Chunzhu pointed to the five dead men on one side. The knife in their hands was also bright and cold under the moon. Killing a few wolves was still unspoken.

The book relieved him, and suddenly he felt his shoulder sinking, and he saw a piece of red fabric resting on his shoulder, and he screamed, "There's a ghost ——”

Suddenly that hand loosened, the book came to scare me and squatted on the ground, Hoofie clapped her hands, a doll face with a successful expression, and said to Gu Chunzhu nu: “You bring a really handsome person, have you ever seen a ghost as handsome as me? ”

Gu Chunzhu's mouth pulled off. Hoofei's doll face really had nothing to do with handsome. At best, he was a Qingxiu teenager.

She was about to come with Hoover, and she saw that Hoover had run to the side of the charcoal pot and would kick a big limb in the barbecue, “Get up, get up, my meat will get old again. ”

Hoofy picked up a piece of roasted lamb leg and stuffed it in his mouth, filling it with the aroma of callousness and roasted lamb. He also sprinkled a little spicy powder on it, and he ate a smooth drizzle.

After half the roasted sheep's legs rolled his round black eyeballs, he asked, "You big banner drums, bring me meat in the middle of the night, you must be begging me. Well, isn't it my medicine?” The last sentence is for Gu Chunzhu.

The last time she skinned Hoofie, Hoofie kept it in her heart!