In fact, Su Qingluan is still very bad at hiding her thoughts. She knows what to say and what not to say, but she is not a deep-thinking person after all.
So in front of some people who are good at observing, even if they don't know what she is thinking - after all, the generation gap of hundreds of thousands of years makes it impossible for Su Qingluan to express some of her thoughts, but her emotions seem to be in vain. The same obvious handwriting on the paper is clearly displayed in front of others.
So Su Qingluan, who had all kinds of thoughts in his mind and didn't know which direction the crooked building was going to, was indulging in brainstorming and couldn't help himself, when he was pulled back to reality by Wu Dani's "puff" laughter next to him.
"Ah?" What is this man laughing at? Su Qingluan was a little confused.
"Shopkeeper Su, although you usually look very smart and capable, but..." Wu Dani couldn't help laughing, "I can't tell, your facial features are quite flexible." She watched Su Qingluan go from shy to sighing to indignant to high-spirited... …The changes in expressions during this period are simply breathtaking.
In fact, Wu Dani was very curious about Su Qingluan's idea of making her expressions so rich in such a short period of time, but she gave it up after thinking about it for a while - to put it bluntly, in addition to being from the same hometown, the two of them were also the shopkeeper and his friend. Employed people should be aware of the appropriateness and should not ask questions that should not be asked.
"?" Su Qingluan's head was full of questions: Why can't she understand?
Seeing Su Qingluan looking at her blankly instead of his neat and calm demeanor when working before, Wu Dani's heart suddenly softened: She is only thirteen or fourteen years old...
Wu Dani didn't explain anything, she just patted Su Qingluan on the head and sighed: "He is still a child after all..." Then he said to the yard in front, "Isn't that your yard? Go back quickly."
With that said, Su Qingluan stretched out her hand, and then placed a few pieces of candy in her palm.
When Wu Dani walked far away, Su Qingluan realized belatedly - she must have been coaxed as a child?
A little speechless, a little happy, and a little bit inexplicable, Su Qingluan peeled off the candy wrapper and ate a piece of the candy specially given to herself——
"It's so sweet, so sweet..." Although Su Qingluan murmured this, she did not spit out the candy, nor did she throw away the remaining candies. Instead, she put it into her sleeve and returned with the big and small packages Home.
Now that Su Qingluan had finished making the jam that he had originally planned, the work of making winter clothes for Yang and repairing the house for Su Guangfu could not be done in a moment - after all, Su Qingluan only brought his parents in half way.
Su Qingluan originally felt heartbroken when she saw the two of them working in the cold weather. However, Su Guangfu and Mr. Yang are both very kind-hearted people, and they don't mind being "pulled into the gang" by their daughters.
Rather, after learning what Su Qingluan asked them to do, the two of them were very happy to do something for everyone. Therefore, let alone feeling tired, the two of them competed with each other with great interest. Very motivated!
As a result, Su Qingluan has now become the most leisurely person besides Su Xueyan!
Some of the female workers Yang found to do needlework together were from Huaxi Village, and three or four were hired from the town.
After a few days of getting along, everyone was already talking and laughing, doing work and doing household chores at the same time, which was quite enjoyable.
Mr. Yang gathered everyone in the main room, so that he could not delay his own work, but could also take care of Su Xueyan. It could be said that he killed two birds with one stone. It’s just that this way, I don’t have much time to worry about making dinner.
Fortunately, Su Qingluan is free, so she is responsible for the dinner these days.
But besides dinner today, Su Qingluan had to do something else - the "thank you banquet" she had promised Mu Xingzhi had only two or three days left, so she had to make some preparations.
In fact, when Su Qingluan left Mu Xing's House before, the other party once said that "we will provide all the raw materials." However, if you want to achieve the best effect, some things must be prepared in advance.
For example, stock.
Many broths even need to be boiled for a day and a night or even several days and nights. Su Qingluan didn't want to put in so much effort. After all, he should prepare it one day in advance. Otherwise, if he waited until it was ready to use, the taste would be a little bit worse.
So after dinner that night, Su Qingluan first marinated the pork belly she bought with coarse salt, then turned around and went out with a piece of marinated bacon.
"It's dark outside, where are you going?" Yang asked from behind.
"Didn't you promise Mu Xing before...Mr. Mu thank you for your help during this period? Now you can rest easily and plan to fulfill your promise as soon as possible." Su Qingluan shook the salted pork in his hand, "The broth has to be prepared a day in advance, so I First prepare the materials you will use tomorrow.”
Yang was refining lard, and the rich aroma of lard spread more and more as the fat was cooked into the pot. Su Xuanhe and Su Xueyan, who had already eaten, couldn't help but get under the window sill of the kitchen and were attracted by Yang. He laughed and called him a "little greedy cat".
Seeing Su Qingluan walking out of the house carrying bacon, he quickly asked Su Guangfu to hang a lantern at the door to prevent Su Qingluan from not being able to see the way and tripping over the threshold when he came back.
After Su Guangfu came back from hanging the lantern, Mrs. Yang pulled him to the kitchen, and with the crackling sound in the oil pan, she whispered to her man: "Do you think it's okay for our eldest daughter to go to Mr. Mu's place so late?"
Su Guangfu looked puzzled: "What's the big deal?"
"This... after all, I am alone..."
"Isn't there Songbo?" Su Guangfu didn't take this matter to heart, "Besides, there are more than one or two ladies and daughters-in-law in the village who are interested in Mr. Mu. What rumors?"
Yang nodded: "That's true..." The most important thing is that as a mother and a woman, she intuitively felt that her daughter was not yet enlightened, and she had no feelings for Mu Xingzhi between men and women.
Rather, she seemed not to be as shy with any man as her peers.
Thinking of this, and thinking that in a year or two her eldest daughter will be old enough to marry, Ms. Yang couldn't help but have a headache: She is anxious because her daughter is restless, and she is anxious even if her daughter is a piece of wood!
Sumou Mu herself didn't know how her mother was complaining about her in her heart. She had just entered Mu Xingzhi's house - Songbo opened the door, and Mu Xingzhi was "cultivating".
But obviously, this time's "cultivation" was just a smoke bomb, and Mu Xingzhi himself was not around.
Su Qingluan asked Songbo to take her to the kitchen. Songbo looked at the pickled pork in Su Qingluan's hand and smiled: "Didn't I say that Mrs. Su doesn't need to spend any money on the ingredients."
"I can't make bacon in a short while, and I don't know what other people's bacon tastes like. It's better to make it myself - when making soup stock, you have to know the flavor of the raw materials, otherwise If it doesn’t taste right, it’s going to be very difficult to fix it.”
Su Qingluan explained.
