C329 Cotton quilt in snow 2

It was such a cold day, and it was snowing, that even Production Team did not work.

Chen Wuyue naturally could not bear to let her daughter Zhao Xiangyun go out for a breather.

"No need. Big brother and the others have been tired for so long. It's rare for them to have a rest. I'll go out for a while and then come back." Zhao Xiangyun said.

"But Tian'er …."

"It's okay, Mom! Furthermore, Jiang Weimin must have burned a brazier. I will grill the fire and eat some roasted sweet potatoes before coming back. " Zhao Xiangyun said.

"Sweet potato? There's still no food for the new year yet, do you have any for the citizens of the Acropolis? " Chen Wuyue asked.

"It should be!"

Even if Jiang Weimin didn't have it, Zhao Xiangyun did have it.

Anyway, she carried the sack and the basket on her back, and after a while, secretly stuffed a few into the sack.

Hearing that, Chen Wuyue reluctantly agreed to let Zhao Xiangyun go to Jiang Weimin alone.

But even so, she still sent Boss Zhao Xiangyun off, and she was almost at Jiang Weimin's home. Only when Zhao Xiangyun asked her to return did she turn around and leave.

Zhao Xiangyun was probably one of the first people to go out of Production Team.

There were still no footprints on the snow that fell on the road. Only two appeared on the way for Zhao Xiangyun and Chen Wuyue.

She walked straight to Jiang Weimin's house and shouted twice.

Immediately, Zhao Xiangyun heard a clang, and in the blink of an eye, Jiang Weimin rushed out.

Jiang Weimin, who was wearing a green army jacket, seemed to be in a hurry to come out. His hair was disheveled, and he did not even have time to tidy it up.

However, it was precisely because of this that he made it look even cuter.

"You … Why are you here? It was such a cold day, did it freeze to death? Have you eaten? I'll cook a brazier for you? "

After a series of questions, Zhao Xiangyun didn't know which one to answer.

She simply asked, "All of a sudden, you have so many questions, which one should I answer first?"

Zhao Xiangyun wore thick clothes, revealing a pair of round eyes on the outside.

However, this would not affect the way Jiang Weimin looked at her.

His face was full of joy. He scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "Go in first. I'll help you carry your stuff."

"This is …" Jiang Weimin still did not see the thing inside the basket on Zhao Xiangyun's back clearly.

"It's charcoal in the basket. I asked my mom for it, but I don't know, you didn't. As for the sack, there is a quilt, and my brother said you still use summer quilts. "

The two of them chatted as they walked.

Closing the door, Jiang Weimin took a stool for Zhao Xiangyun and charcoal, he went to the kitchen and started a fire.

After a while, she called Zhao Xiangyun to go to the kitchen.

He lit a brazier on the ground beside the stove.

Due to the release of the strand of fur, the fire was now very strong. As soon as it got close, the chilliness vanished.

When the firelight shone onto Zhao Xiangyun's face, she took off her scarf and hat, and after a while, her face was completely red.

With a face as tender and transparent red as an apple, coupled with Zhao Xiangyun's signature smile, a wave of ripples appeared at the bottom of Jiang Weimin's heart.

The smile on his face grew wider and wider.

"Have you had breakfast?" Zhao Xiangyun asked.

Jiang Weimin shook his head heavily, "Not yet … "What about you?"

"I'm not either. Let's roast it for a while and then we can do it!" By the way, do you have sweet potatoes in your house? " Zhao Xiangyun asked.

"Yes!"

Jiang Weimin's family had a basket of sweet potatoes. When he walked out of the courtyard, he was still worried about the rats stealing the food, so he put down everything they ate well.

Now that he was back and everything was fine, it was indeed a fortunate thing.

Zhao Xiangyun did not know about this, and when she heard that there was sweet potato, she immediately suggested to Jiang Weimin, "Let's not cook anymore, we can bake a sweet potato each. Or we could simply set up a small pot on top of it, throw some pickled vegetables and eggs, and make a pickled egg soup.

Some dishes were simply prepared for the lazy, in Zhao Xiangyun's opinion.

Tomato egg soup, pickled egg soup, stewed potatoes.

As long as it was cooked, it would be a complete dish, and was extremely suitable for people like Jiang Weimin who couldn't cook, yet had to cook at all.

"Alright!"

Jiang Weimin went to his room and picked up a few big sweet potatoes and pickled vegetables.

Before he left, Zhao Xiangyun was going to take care of all the work in the garden.

The mature dishes were either made into salted vegetables or dried in the sun.

When Jiang Weimin came back yesterday, he found out that there were a few more vats containing pickled vegetables and sour beans.

Even the chilies were chopped into paste.

Come to think of it, Jiang Weimin still had to buy a few bags of salt for Chen Wuyue.

He threw the sweet potato into the brazier, found two more stones, and placed them in the pot.

Just like Zhao Xiangyun had said, the simplest method of cooking the soup was not a problem.

The two of them first drank the soup, then finished the soup, and then ate the half cooked sweet potato.

The best way to make sweet potatoes was to put them in the earth stove. After cooking, they would bury them in the earth stove to stew. After about an hour, they would mature.

If it was hurriedly roasted, it would become uneven.

However, at this time, everyone was only thinking about how to eat their fill. As for how to enjoy themselves, that wasn't the question they were considering right now.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Xiangyun laid on the chair of Jiang Weimin's family. Her image was not very good, but she was still good looking, and was not too ugly.

After stretching her limbs, Zhao Xiangyun said: "You should put the blanket on your bed. Oh right, I remember that yours seems to be a brick bed, at night, before you go to sleep, you can make a fire in advance and heat up the brick bed. This way, it won't get too cold."

On the other hand, Jiang Weimin didn't care, he was only worried that Zhao Xiangyun had given the quilt to him, causing her to freeze.

"What about you? Is sleeping cold at night? "

Zhao Xiangyun shook her head, "I have the thickest blanket at home, and every night, my mother would prepare a brazier for me."

Zhao Xiangyun's life in the Zhao Family was like that of a princess's.

As long as Chen Wuyue was here, what she enjoyed would always be the best.

In fact, she herself was feeling embarrassed too. She said it many times, telling Chen Wuyue to stick close to her and not worry about her.

Right now, Zhao Xiangyun was hoping that when she went back later on, she would be able to produce more cotton.

The cotton that she put into the pot still had seeds. According to the past, it should be possible to produce one, but the cotton and cloth were similar, and the cloth couldn't be produced. Zhao Xiangyun wasn't sure if the cotton would work.

Fortunately, we'll know when we get back.

"Jiang Weimin, what did my Oldest Maternal Uncle tell you back then?" Zhao Xiangyun asked.

"Let me study properly." Jiang Weimin said.

"What do you mean?" Zhao Xiangyun asked.

Jiang Weimin wanted to study, but he could not see any hope at the moment.

Moreover, he was still thinking of marrying Zhao Xiangyun in two years. If he went to study, then there would be no way for him to take care of Xiangyun.

Jiang Weimin didn't dare to say these words to Zhao Xiangyun.