Seventy-Nine: Raised Su Yan until she was white and fat
Old Man Jia cursed at her, put his hands on his hips and said, "You two are not good at each other, so you can't see other people's good things!" At the end of the sentence, his face turned red and his neck thickened.
Those who didn't know better thought the Qin family was bullying them.
Only then did Su Yan realize why some people were so self-righteous. She retorted angrily: "Your family has taken away my family's work. Are we not objects or are you not objects?"
If we say that everyone grabs it openly based on their ability, the Jia family makes new hairpins and delivers them to the shop. This is because the Jia family's craftsmanship is good.
But making an identical hairpin is obviously a job-stealing job.
Mrs. Jia also ran over, and her words were much more unpleasant, "Widow Li, you bitch who gave birth to a baby without a butt..."
Before he finished speaking, Qin An stood up, walked to the door, and said with sharp eyes: "You don't want it anymore?" After saying that, he was ready to come out.
Mrs. Jia immediately shut up and backed away quickly. Mr. Jia knew that she couldn't be beaten, so she just started acting aggressively, "I'll see if you beat me to death. If you can't beat me to death, I won't leave."
Qin An was not afraid of others making trouble, and said in a low voice: "I am not a good person."
He glanced at the two of them and said, "You can scold me, but if you scold my wife, I will beat her."
"I'm not afraid of losing my life, it just depends on whether you are afraid of death or not."
More and more people came to watch the excitement, but Qin An ignored them and closed the door slightly.
He returned to the main room and continued grinding beans, then took the dustpan from Su Yan's hand and said, "Go and make a fire."
Seeing that there wasn't much left, Su Yan gently shook off the water on her hand, turned around and went to the kitchen, and after a while she came over with a bowl of sugar water.
Seeing that Qin An had no hands to drink, she didn't let him take it. She put it to his mouth and motioned for him to take a few sips.
Qin An took a sip unnaturally, "Drink it yourself."
Sugar is relatively expensive, he has no source now, and hunting is not easy, so he naturally has to save money.
It's okay for him to be rough, but his wife has to be more coquettish.
Raised to be fat and white.
Su Yan still fed it to his mouth and said seriously: "Drink more. If you don't drink water in the winter, your skin will dry out."
After saying that, she looked at his cheeks, which were still a little dry and cracked, and then asked, "Did you not apply the ointment you bought?"
She bought him a bottle of ointment to make his face less dry and cracked.
After it is dry and cracked, it will sting when exposed to water.
Qin An was stunned for a moment, obviously forgetting.
Su Yan sighed inwardly. It was a miracle that this man didn't turn into a caveman. After he finished drinking, she turned around and went out. After a while, she came in with the ointment.
She didn't let him wipe it by himself. He hooked it up a little with his finger and then wiped it on his cheek. "Brother Qin, if you don't wipe it in the future, I will wipe it for you."
Qin An froze and did not dare to move. He glanced at the woman's lowered eyebrows from the corner of his eye. His cheeks were getting hotter and hotter, and finally turned visibly red.
Black red black red.
Su Yan thought it was due to the ointment irritating the redness, so she immediately stopped, and when she was about to say something, she saw that his whole face was red.
She understood immediately. She pretended not to see it. After wiping, she closed the lid. From the corner of her eye, she saw the man lifting the grinder, "..."
Why is this energy so strong?
No wonder it was so easy to carry her.
She felt dumbfounded, "Brother Qin, your life will be like this from now on, so don't be embarrassed."
Qin An's face became even more unnatural, and he quickly put the grinder back, then polished the best bits, and then filtered it with a gauze.
Filtration requires squeezing hard. Qin An rolled up his sleeves, lifted one end with one hand, and squeezed hard with the other hand. The lines of his arms were obvious, and the bean juice suddenly fell into the earthen bowl.
He repeated it three or four times, but no more juice could be squeezed out of the bean dregs.
The bean dregs Su Yan fell directly into the chicken pen, and the half-sized chickens pecked hard.
You can bring a chicken and stew it for Chinese New Year.
When he entered the kitchen, Qin An had already boiled the bean juice. After boiling, he scooped up a bowl and handed it to Su Yan, "Drink it while it's hot."
"Put some sugar in."
Su Yan took it and put it on the chopping board. She probably didn't place it firmly. Just when she was about to get the candy, the bowl fell to the floor with a "pop" and the juice splashed all over the floor.
The bowl was also broken.
She hurriedly knelt down to pick it up, but before she could touch it, a long arm grabbed her wrist. Then the man bent down and squatted on the ground, picking up the broken bowl pieces.
Then he went to shovel the dust and spread the floor. After cleaning it, he didn't say anything to blame, and his expression didn't even change. He scooped out another bowl, put the sugar in it and gave it to her.
"Sit at the door of the stove and drink slowly."
It was obviously nothing serious, but Su Yan was warmed by him. She raised her head slightly and looked at him. The man had lowered eyebrows, a high nose, and thin lips.
His facial features, body shape, and his whole person have a rough and tough look.
But he is careful.
It's probably rough on the outside and hot on the inside.
She suddenly became curious and asked, "Brother Qin, why didn't you talk about your wife before?"
Hearing this, Qin An glanced at her, his eyebrows softened, and he said in a low voice, "I don't want to say it, I'm used to being alone."
After he finished speaking, he added, "Now I want to live with you."
Su Yan smiled and didn't ask any more questions. She took a sip of bean juice and said, "We will live together from now on."
"Brother Qin, the bean juice is delicious. Please drink some."
After saying that, she stood up and fed him.
Qin An was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and took a sip, "Well, it tastes good."
Seeing that his ears were red, Su Yan couldn't help laughing, and then took a sip of soy milk.
It's pretty good for two people to live together, no matter how much they have someone to talk to.
After the tofu was cooked, she kept some for lunch and used the rest to make molded tofu.
Clean backpacks and straw.
A layer of straw and a layer of small cubes of tofu were laid out. Finally, another layer of straw was placed on top. "Brother Qin, put it in the corner."
Only after the Chinese New Year can you take it out and add chili peppers.
Qin An carried the basket with both hands, walked to the corner, and placed it steadily on the ground. He scanned the kitchen and piled too much food on it.
After the Chinese New Year, we made the kitchen bigger. She likes to make these meals.
At this time, Goudan's mother came with a basket of vegetables and swept away the hot tofu in the pot. "The tofu is almost ready. I haven't put it in the pot yet."
"I brought you some vegetables. There are a dozen eggs under the basket. My mother-in-law brought them over."
Su Yan stretched out her hand to take it, "Would you like to order it back and eat it?"
"No, my family will cook it later. The Jia family went to the village chief to make trouble, but the village chief didn't care." Goudan likes these gossips, so she knows everything.
Not to mention quarreling with the village chief or the yamen will not work.
Without saying a few words, Goudan’s mother went back.
Su Yan remembered something and said, "Brother Qin, when the New Year is over, we will go to the town to open a shop to sell hairpins."
"If he can sell well, so can we."
She had never known what business to do before, but this matter about the Jia family gave her some ideas.
Qin An responded directly, "Okay."
After saying that, his eyes fell on her waist and he asked again: "Does it hurt?"
Just now I have been squatting down making moldy tofu.
Su Yan shook her head, "It doesn't hurt. I didn't squat for a long time. I just had bean curd rice for lunch."
Qin An was afraid of being embarrassed to say it, so he insisted: "Rub it."
After saying that, he stretched out his hand, placed his palm on her waist, and rubbed it gently for a while.
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