Patriarch Dong is the elder, so Hanjianglou greeted him politely: "Grandpa Patriarch."
The patriarch's impression of Hanjiang Tower is actually quite good. Although he is from outside, he has done nothing to disgrace the village. There is no need to have serious xenophobic sentiments.
Furthermore, the other party is still Dong Nuan’s fiancé.
The clan leader was actually not very satisfied with this at first, but when he went back and thought about it carefully, he felt that it would actually be good for Dong Nuan to marry Hanjianglou.
At least, there is no need to leave the village, and I will continue to stay in Xiaowan Village after the winter warms up.
"This is..." The patriarch looked at the thing he was holding in his hand and said with a hint of confusion.
Hanjianglou handed the things forward and said in a deep voice: "Uncle Dong said that Nuan Ya's body needs to be replenished. I thought about giving her some food, because I am afraid that she is not nutritious enough."
"You are interested. Nuan Ya has something to do at the moment. I will give it to her." The clan leader had no intention of letting Hanjiang Tower in, and the way of refusal was not tactful.
He was also afraid that entering Hanjiang Tower would disturb Dong Nuan's thoughts again.
Hanjianglou didn't hesitate at all. He nodded slightly and handed the things forward. Before leaving, he looked at it from afar without feeling reassured.
Dong Nuan had already noticed that Hanjianglou was coming. At this time, the other party's eyes came over. She tilted her head obediently and smiled at him.
Hanjianglou was warmed both physically and mentally by this smile. Seeing that Dong Nuan's face looked much better, he turned around uneasily and went home first.
The clan leader came back quickly with things, and Dong Nuan was not polite. He sat there, thinking and eating, and at the same time he did not forget to mutter: "That word, it probably goes like this..."
Dong Nuan had eggs in her mouth and her hands were busy. The clan leader specially prepared a small piece of wood and a bowl of water for her.
After all, paper is precious and cannot be used to cause harm, so it is more suitable to write on a wooden board with water.
Dong Nuan raised his hand and drew ghost symbols on the small wooden board.
Dong Zhi:……
Otherwise, will you kill me?
Damn it, only if he can recognize it, then there is a ghost!
Dong Nuan actually wanted to write the word "oil" for lard. After all, he hadn't learned the word yet, so it was normal for him not to recognize it.
However, for a semi-literate person, the characters he does not recognize are just ghostly symbols, and it is normal for him to be unable to write them.
Therefore, she wrote in a messy way.
Dong Zhi couldn't help but have a headache, but he could understand it, after all, Dong Nuan didn't know a few words.
This word failed to solve the case, so Dong Zhi temporarily wrote down all the possible words on paper, preparing to study it when he returned.
Lard soap not only requires lard, but also vegetable oil.
The more common vegetable oils in Xiaowan Village are peanut soybean and rapeseed.
Now that rapeseed is in season, this is the oil for winter warmth.
Then, the word "cai" caused Dong Zhi to collapse again.
Dong Zhi wrote down all the possibilities with a numb face, and then came the lye solution.
There are many strokes in these two characters, and Dong Nuan doesn’t recognize any of them (…).
Dong Zhi:.
Again, why don't you kill me?
If the ghost talisman written by Dong Nuan was just an appetizer at the beginning, when the word lye came up, it was a feast.
Dong Zhi was so dizzy guessing words that the patriarch's smile disappeared now, and he was trying his best to guess, what should that word be?
Only Dong Sanchun was completely free from the situation...
What he was thinking about was that the millet pancake Dong Nuan ate just now looked delicious.
Ah, here it comes, Dong Nuan gave him some cakes.
Gu Shu
Of course, the clan leader and Dongzhi also have them.
But these two people no longer cared about eating these, so they waved their hands and refused.
From winter to spring, everyone welcomes those who come, but I am afraid that I will not be able to eat well in winter. After thinking about it, I looked over and asked in a low voice: "Nuanya, do you still have some?"
Dong Nuan signaled to him, and there was still a whole piece intact in her paper bag.
Seeing that there were still pastries, Dong Sanchun took a bite with confidence, but before his teeth reached the right place, he moved the pastries out of his mouth, and then took a small sip.
First, feel the aroma and sweetness of the pastry exploding in your mouth, then slowly turn your tongue, lick the crumbs of the pastry into your mouth, slowly mix it with the body fluids, and then swallow it.
tasty.
Dong Sanchun narrowed his eyes in enjoyment, not caring about the bald grandfather and grandson on the other side.
On one side, the father and daughter are eating cakes happily, on the other side, the grandfather and grandson are so bald that they are about to shut down.
This contrast is very clear.
But for the sake of Fangzi, the patriarch said, I will rush too!
In the end, Dong Zhi didn't analyze what the ghostly drawing talisman was. He only briefly wrote down a few possibilities and planned to study and analyze it after returning home. But it didn't work. Their uncle was still studying in the county, so maybe he could know something.
After talking about the basic formula, the next step is the production process.
If the process is as described orally before, it is actually very simple and can be explained in just a few sentences.
But when it comes to words.
Grandfather and grandson of the patriarch:......!!!
Don't ask, asking means you are bald!
I have been working on a recipe all morning, but the progress is zero.
Yes, it's zero.
You don’t even know the basic recipe, let alone the production process?
So, why is the progress not zero?
The clan leader finally left holding his chest, while Dong Zhi also had blurred eyes and looked suspicious of life.
Dong Nuan's complexion was also a little pale, and he looked like he was exhausted and very weak.
On the contrary, winter and spring are good days for eating and drinking. I ate a piece of pastry, a piece of millet cake, two cucumbers, drank two ladles of water, and finally drank a piece of maltose.
It can be said that the morning tea is quite rich!
"Nuan Ya, are you okay?" Seeing Dong Nuan's weak look, Dong Sanchun stepped forward uneasily and touched his head first.
In his limited knowledge base, a child's fever is a big deal, and most other situations are not considered serious.
When I touch my head, I feel it's not hot. I feel a little relieved during winter and spring.
"It's okay." Seeing the clan leader and the others walking away, Dong Nuan waved her little hand to express that she was fine.
Winter and spring:.
After a long moment of silence, Dong Sanchun sighed quietly: "She is indeed my daughter."
This acting skill, follow me!
Dong Sanchun didn't say the next words, but Dong Nuan could still see the resentment in his expression.
Looking at such winter and spring, Dong Nuan smiled lazily.
After everyone came back at noon, Ms. Dongwu wanted to ask about yesterday's events, but before she could speak, a little girl ran in from outside the fence courtyard.
Before the little girl came in, she shouted: "Grandma, can I come in?"
Mrs. Dong was sitting under the eaves to enjoy the cool air. When she heard the sound, she raised her head and glanced up. Then the old bark face showed a smile: "Oh, it's Yueya, come in quickly, come in quickly."
This chapter has been completed!