Chapter 31-35

                                    

                                          
Chapter 31: Meat Buns
"Qing Mu, this is the little fish I just fried. Try it."
As soon as the oil paper was opened, the fragrance came to his face. Qin Qingmu pinched a small fish and threw it into his mouth. It was really fragrant.
"Well, it's so delicious. Thank you, Sister Zhizhi."
After eating such delicious fried fish as Sister Zhizhi, you have to help Sister Zhizhi take care of the house.
"As long as you like it, I'll do it for you when I come back from Qingzhou."
The food I made was praised by others, and Song Zhizhi had a good sense of accomplishment.
"Sister Zhizhi, let's catch the little fish when you come back, so that you don't have to pay to buy it."
There is a stream in the back mountain stream of Qinjia Village, and there are small fish and shrimp in it.
"Okay! I'll bring you a gift when I come back.
After talking to Qin Qingmu for a while, Song Zhizhi went home.
I had rice for dinner, made braised pork, stir-fried a plate of shredded potatoes, and I was very satisfied.
I picked two skirts from the wardrobe, one bright red and one blue, and prepared close-fitting clothes.
On the way to Qingzhou, you have to stay in the carriage for one night. If you go late and can't enter the city at night, you have to stay for two nights and bring two small blankets.
You have to take Xiaobai with you. You can't put it in the space, otherwise you may be found strange by Qin Nanshan.
It was getting late. Thinking of leaving early the next day, Song Zhizhi went to bed.
Before dawn the next day, Song Zhizhi got up to dress up. Because I had to go on the road, it was too complicated and inconvenient to wear, so I wore a simple skirt, goose yellow, which looked delicate and charming.
It's too late to make breakfast, so I can only go to town to buy some steamed buns and take them on the road.
When Song Zhizhi finished packing up, Qin Nanshan came and knocked on the door. Hand the oil paper bag to Song Zhizhi.
"What is this?"
Open it and have a look. There are two meat buns.
"Brother Qin, have you eaten yet?"
"I have eaten." He just ate two mixed grain cakes.
The meat bun is very big. With the amount of food of Song Zhizhi, I can only eat one.
"I'll just eat one." Handed another meat bun to Qin Nanshan.
"You eat more. I don't know if there are any food sold along the way." He brought some dry food, but he was afraid that Song Zhizhi would not get used to it.
"It's okay. I've prepared food and a small pot. At that time, we can cook it anywhere."
Seeing that Song Zhizhi really couldn't eat it, Qin Nanshan just took the steamed buns and finished a few bites. Qin Nanshan eats fast, but it doesn't look rude. On the contrary, it is also pleasing to the eyes. It's better for men to be cheerful.
Looking at Qin Nanshan with appreciation, this man is really durable. The more he looks at it, the more handsome he becomes.
Song Zhizhi knew that many big girls and daughters-in-law in the village would peek at Qin Nanshan, but because of his wife's reputation, no one approached him.