Picking up a fool to farm

Chapter 18

In the past two days, Yan Chenyi has been teaching Sibo to write while he has free time, but he finds that Sibo doesn't seem to be interested in writing, but likes to ask him about arithmetic.

Yan Chenyi felt that he was just teaching him simple addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, so he wrote a multiplication formula for him, and asked him to memorize it first.

Sibo's eyes were dazzled by the formula of one one gets one, one two gets two, and he memorized it after a while.

The weather was fine today, Yan Chenyi invited Uncle Meng to his home, knowing that the old man likes to drink, so he asked Uncle Wang to bring back a jar of good wine to honor the old man when he went to the county town.

I originally planned to pay the old man for the consultation fee, but the old man didn't want it, and even blew his beard and stared at him to give him a good meal.

"You child, isn't it just a pair of herbal medicines worth a few copper coins, if you are so caring, you can just buy some good wine for the old man in the future." That's what the old man said.

Yan Chenyi just remembered that when Uncle Wang went to the county town to fetch slops and came back to feed the pigs, he asked Uncle Wang to bring wine back.

"Uncle Meng, help me find out if the patch in my yard is Codonopsis pilosula." Yan Chenyi helped the old man into the vegetable field to the bottom of the wall, and pointed, "I looked at Ye Zi and your yard. The one planted is quite similar."

Although the old man is old and likes to drink, he has good eyesight. He squatted down and took a look, picked up a leaf and smelled it, and nodded: "That's right, your yard is not bad," the old man looked around, Pointing to another place at the base of the wall, "Isn't that also a piece?"

Yan Chenyi blinked, walked over to have a look, not to mention, really.

He was surprised.

"Uncle Meng, how can I grow these things here? I didn't plant them, and I didn't deliberately fertilize them."

The old man waved his hands, stood up and hammered his legs, and said with a smile: "You can care about how it grows and what to do with it. You can just give it some water and some fertilizer when watering the ground. This thing is easy to feed, so you don't need to take care of it, anyway. You didn't care that it grew so well."

Yan Chenyi nodded, and helped the old man back to the yard to sit down.

Sibo grabbed a chicken and put it on the stone table, and was poking it with his finger. He poked the chicken and chirped twice, his eyes narrowed in joy.

Uncle Meng came over to look at him, reached out his hand to touch the back of his head and forehead, nodded and said, "It's recovering well, this head is quite firm."

"Thanks to the old man." Yan Chenyi poured wine for the old man, and served the old man with the prepared elbow flowers, and picked up some small pickles.

The old man didn't like elbow flowers very much, so he just ate a couple of small pickles and drank wine happily.

"Little Yan, you said that if you marry a daughter-in-law in the future, your daughter-in-law will die of beauty every day?"

Sibo tilted his head to look at the old man, he was not happy when Yan Chenyi served the pork belly just now, now he pouted when he heard the old man talk and asked: "What is a daughter-in-law? Why do you want to die beautifully? Is it good-looking? Is it as good-looking as Ah Hua?"

Yan Chenyi was really angry and laughed when he heard his series of questions from the side. This stupid man actually asked him if the wife he would marry in the future was as good-looking as Ah Hua. Could it be the same? The species are different.

Uncle Meng took a sip of his wine, tilted his head to look at him, and asked, "Who is Ah Hua? Why is the name so rustic?"

The corners of Yan Chenyi's mouth twitched, he got up and went to the kitchen.

He is ashamed to talk to these two people, it's too childish.

"It's Ah Hua," pointing to the hen in the coop in the distance that was eating, Sibo's eyes were bright, "Ah Hua is amazing, she can lay an egg every day. Say it's great."

With a "poof", Uncle Meng spit out a sip of wine, then wiped his mouth and laughed, "Yes, yes, Xiaoyan's daughter-in-law will definitely look better than Ah Hua in the future, much prettier."

Sibo had a stern face, unhappy.

"No, Ah Hua is the best looking." The old man stared and laughed, grabbed the chicken cub and ran to the chicken coop to find Ah Hua.

Uncle Meng was trembling with laughter, coughed twice and put the wine gourd aside, hugged the wine jar and yelled angrily into the kitchen, "Xiao Yan, I'm leaving, if you have anything to do, come to me."

"Wait, Uncle Meng, I see that you like to eat pickled cucumbers, so I'll decorate them for you." He took the pickled cucumbers wrapped in oil paper, walked out and handed them to Uncle Meng, and turned to look at Sibo who was cleaning the chicken coop with a broom.

"You're just being polite, kid." Uncle Meng took the pickled cucumber happily, and left with the wine jar in his arms.

Sibo turned his head to look at the old man, curled his lips and hummed twice.

Yan Chenyi raised his eyebrows, and approached funnyly, "Why are you angry?"

"The old man said that Ah Hua is not good-looking, so I won't give him delicious food in the future." Sibo put the broom aside, and asked angrily, "Chenchen, what is a wife?"

"Daughter-in-law is the one who will live together in the future. Didn't Uncle Meng tell you just now?" Yan Chenyi said casually, and probed over to look at the hens in the chicken coop that were originally chicks. They have grown up a lot and are ready to lay eggs soon.

Sibo was even more unhappy hearing what he said, so he stretched out his hand and grabbed him, Yan Chenyi fell back and almost fell.

"What's wrong?" Looking up at him in confusion, seeing him staring at her with a straight face, she was still a little puzzled.

"If you have a daughter-in-law, you don't want me, do you?" Sibo stretched out his hand and grabbed him in his arms, hugging him vigorously.

The corner of Yan Chenyi's mouth twitched, he was strangled so tightly that he could hardly breathe.

"Why don't I want you, let me go, I'm going to be strangled to death by you." Patting him on the shoulder, Yan Chenyi coughed twice.

Sibo quickly let go of his hand, but he still looked at him seriously, "You won't leave me, will you?" The last time he suddenly woke up in the morning and didn't see Yan Chenyi already made him feel uncomfortable. It is even more uncomfortable to hear that the daughter-in-law is someone who wants to live together.

He blinked, and said seriously: "Chenchen, I'll be your daughter-in-law, don't find another daughter-in-law, okay?"

Yan Chenyi looked at him amusedly, but he was very satisfied and happy to hear what he said.

"Are you really an idiot? If you regain your memory and are found by your family in the future, you will definitely not live with me in such a small village," Yan Chen smirked and raised his hand to touch his face. Focusing not to look at him, he muttered in a low voice: "When the time comes, it's you who don't want me."

Sibo didn't know what he meant, and he didn't hear what Yan Chenyi muttered, but he felt that Yan Chenyi was suddenly unhappy, even though he was smiling, ridiculously unhappy.

"Chenchen, what's wrong with you?" He squatted on the ground, hugged him as soon as he stretched out his arms, and rubbed his face on his stomach, "Chenchen is not happy."

Yan Chenyi looked down at him, breathed out lightly and raised his hands to pinch his ears, "I'm not unhappy, I'm just tired. Get up and stand up, your legs will feel numb after a while."

Sibo pursed his lips and looked up at him without speaking, but his expression clearly showed that he didn't believe Yan Chenyi's words.

But let him say that he can't tell why.

"I'll make dumplings for you later, stand up quickly." Yan Chenyi stretched out his hand to pull him, and immediately smiled when he heard that Sibo had something to eat, but this time it was not so easy to pass, and the follower mode was turned on again.

Yan Chenyi was mixing the stuffing in the kitchen. Originally, he planned to only make stuffing with pork and green onions, but Sibo didn't like green onions. Seeing so many green onions, he was upset and picked up the leaves of the onions. He could only make stuffing with cabbage.

Making dumplings is very easy for Yan Chenyi. I used to like to eat dumplings. I used to make more than 20 dumplings with my noodles and eat them. Now Sibo can eat more, so I keep more dumplings.

"Chenchen, what is this?" Sibo tilted his head to look, stretched out his fingers and poked the chubby dumplings that were placed in a row, they were soft and easy to poke.

"This is dumplings, you must like them, you can eat them with vinegar and chili oil." Yan Chenyi raised his hand and patted him, not letting him poke and play on the dumplings.

Sibo scratched his face, glanced at him, then stared at a piece of dough on the table for a long time, then stretched out his hand to grab a piece of dough, squeezed it in his hand, and rolled a ball into his palm. Seeing Yan Chenyi who was rolling out the dough, he blinked, clapped his hands, and with a snap, the dough ball was flattened.

"Is that so?" Sibo laughed while pinching the disc-shaped dough.

Yan Chenyi took a look and he had already turned pale yellow by him.Yan Chenyi rolled out more than ten dumpling wrappers and continued to wrap them.

Sibo tilted his head and stared at his hands eagerly. Seeing him stuffing the dumpling skins, he scooped some stuffing into the dumpling skins with a small spoon. not good.

Yan Chenyi smiled and shook his head, ignoring him.

A lot of dumplings were made, Yan Chenyi first cooked more than 30 large dumplings with thin skin and bulging belly, put them in a basin, and handed them to Sibo, "Go and deliver them to Uncle Li's house, and tell them to try something new, won't you?" can speak?"

Sibo nodded while holding the dumplings, and glanced at the steaming cauldron behind Yan Chenyi.

Yan Chenyi glanced at him and said with a smile: "Go quickly, we can eat when you come back."

Sibo happily ran away with the basin in his hand.

"Uncle Li, Chenchen asked me to deliver dumplings to you." He ran into the courtyard with a basin in his hand, even kicking the courtyard door open.

The anxious look startled the old man.

"What are you running, you kicked my door down." Uncle Li took the dumpling bowl and glared at him.

"The dumplings made by Xiaoyan?" Aunt Li came over to take a look, and said pleasantly, "Look at how beautiful the dumplings are, why did you bring so many."

Aunt Li came out of the kitchen with the baked pancakes, took the basin, poured the dumplings on her own plate, and put a few pancakes in it and handed them to him, "Take it back to Xiaoyan, you two can make hot porridge tomorrow morning." have eaten."

Sibo nodded and smiled, thanked him and ran back holding the basin.

"Father, this little banquet is really good at cooking, and it tastes so good." During the meal, Aunt Li bit the dumpling and praised.

Uncle Li nodded, he had to give Xiao Yan some advice later.