"It's okay, madam. This is too much trouble for my third uncle. I can do it alone!"
The more Lu Jin said this, the more An Shuyao felt that Lu Jin was trying to show off, so she shook harder: "Third brother, please help my sister. What will I do if he collapses?"
An Yue rubbed his forehead with a headache: "Okay, stop shaking, I'll just help him. As agreed in advance, I won't teach him for one more day until February next year."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." An Shuyao nodded hurriedly. She just wanted to pass the Tongsheng test safely. She should compare that with Master Meng first.
A slight smile appeared in Lu Jin's cold eyes: "I feel relieved as long as you are here. We are a family and we will definitely be able to work together to get through this difficult time."
An Yue: "..."
This man is still the same as before, not taking any losses, but he wonders how such a shrewd person could do such stupid things during his reign.
Then he remembered the stupid things he had done.
Forget it, if the eldest brother doesn't talk about the second brother, they have done all the stupid things like the An family.
As long as An Yue can be happy, he will settle everything for her, pave a smooth road for her, and let her be a carefree and happy little girl for the rest of her life.
When An Shuyao and others arrived at the stall, Liu Yuxue was selling the last portion of jelly, and An Yunrui had a pile of copper coins in his bag.
They went to see Friends Through Poetry and everything there was sold out.
An Shuyao waved her hand: "I'm going to pack my things and go home. I'll make hot and sour noodles for you to eat, and then braise some braised pork for dinner."
An Hao got down from An Jingzhou's arms and clapped his two little hands: "Eat powder, Hao Hao likes it."
The atmosphere here at An Shuyao's house was cheerful, but the atmosphere at Zhou Daji's house was gloomy. It had been a whole morning, and the price of his tofu had dropped to three cents, and he still only sold about a hundred kilograms of tofu. There were still four hundred kilograms of tofu in the big bucket!
If it is not sold out today, it will be even more sour tomorrow.
It is originally made with sour soybean juice.
If he didn't sell it out quickly, he would have to drag it back to feed the pigs, but it was not cost-effective to feed the pigs too much tofu, so he would lose money this time.
Zhou Xiangxiang's bangs were very thick on her forehead, and her eyes were hidden in her hair. She didn't even listen to Zhou Daji and Aunt Zhou's insults to the An family.
She looked at the misty blue figure quietly with her eyes. There was a smile in the corner of his eyes. He was such a gentle person. If she were looked at by his eyes, she thought she must be the happiest person in the world.
Maybe God heard her prayer, maybe her eyes were too hot, and An Yue really looked back at her.
Zhou Xiangxiang lowered her head as if she had been burned. The mere few seconds of looking at each other used up all her courage, but surprisingly, there was no contempt for her in those eyes, which were so clean that they contained no trace of anything bad.
mood.
This was the first time Zhou Xiangxiang was stared at by eyes that did not contain sympathy, disgust, pity, or even ridicule. Her heart trembled slightly. When she raised her head again, An Yue's eyes had moved elsewhere.
It seemed like it was just a casual glance at her.
An Jingzhou glanced at An Yue curiously: "Third brother, what are you looking at?"
An Yue smiled: "It's nothing."
*
It was already afternoon when An Shuyao's family went home.
The snow in the middle of the road has melted, and the snow on both sides of the road has condensed into crystal blocks.
She opened the courtyard door and saw An Yunzheng tinkering with the fire, but the fire was not lit. His white cheeks were streaked with black ash on the left and right on the right.
An Shuyao said in surprise: "Fifth brother, haven't you eaten anything yet?"
An Yunzheng then raised his head from the stove. When he saw that everyone in the family had returned, he stood up and gently patted his dusty clothes: "No."
Only then did An Shuyao realize that the porridge he drank was cold porridge.
She really overestimated him, thinking that he could at least make a fire, but she didn't expect that even though he was a non-human being, he had to be born in the An family. Otherwise, he would probably have to endure some hardships due to his emotionally crippled illness. Who would feel sorry for him?
A cold monster.
Only the An family will love and protect him no matter what happens to him.
An Shuyao shook his head helplessly: "Don't heat up the porridge and pancakes. Is the colander ready? I'll give you the hot and sour noodles."
An Yunzheng nodded: "Okay."
As he said that, he went into the house and took out the perfectly made colander, which he divided into three large, medium and small ones. It was very comprehensive.
An Shuyao couldn't put it down watching it, and then went to stir the sweet potato starch to make hot and sour noodles.
Several people entered the house, but the charcoal in the small stove was not extinguished. The top few pieces that were still unburned could be seen that An Yunzheng had added them easily.
Several people sat at the table, and Lu Jin looked at An Yue with a faint smile: "Third uncle, how about we allocate teaching time?"
An Yue put his elbows on the table and sat unruly: "Tell me about it."
"You have mornings and I have afternoons, every five days. What do you think?"
He didn't think much of it, but he had promised An Shuyao, and as an elder brother, he couldn't break his promise.
He smiled faintly: "I just want to see how bad the bottom students can be."
Lu Jin raised his eyebrows and smiled back: "Don't worry, I won't let you down."
An Yue felt that he had agreed to a big trouble that he could not get rid of for the time being. If he had known about it, he would not have made a fuss about it.
Outside, An Shuyao was making hot and sour noodles, and there were a few people watching.
She fried the pork whistle first, then added some oil residue into a bowl for later use, and then scooped out a large spoonful of lard. After the oil was hot, she ground the dried chili peppers directly into powder.
The aroma of fried chili peppers hits your nostrils.
Adding more spices, the strong and spicy aroma surrounded the entire yard, causing An Yue to come out and take a look.
An Jingzhou looked at it intently: "Little sister, what are you frying? It's so fragrant!"
An Shuyao choked on the chili pepper and coughed: "This is chili oil. It tastes very good when mixed with powder. What are you doing out here? Go back to the house and sit down. It's cold outside."
An Jingzhou waved: "It's okay, let me see how you do it."
An Shuyao followed him, and finally used a colander to leak the thick sweet potato starch into the boiling pot. The sweet potato vermicelli quickly formed in the pot. After it floated, Liu Yuxue fished it out according to An Shuyao's order.
In cold water.
After making enough for everyone, put the noodles in a bowl and pour the soup over it. Finally, add a spoonful of chili oil and garnish with chopped green onions.
The spicy and sour hot and sour noodles are officially ready.
An Jingzhou couldn't wait for a long time.
He brought his brothers' bowls first, then a small bowl without chili for An Hao, and finally his own.
He took a bite. It was sour and spicy and tasted delicious.
An Jingzhou couldn't help but sigh: "I can eat this noodle for the rest of my life without getting tired of it. It's so special and very chewy. It's completely different from those noodles that become soft as soon as they are cooked."
He looked at An Shuyao and asked, "Does your shop sell this? I can lock my legs for fans and live in your shop. Just give me a bowl every day."