"Brother, do you know what big ingredients to buy?" Ma Juzi asked with a worried look on his face.

In his eyes, Yang Jun is just a young master who is not touching the water of his heart. He doesn't understand anything like cooking.

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and felt that his prestige was challenged.

He raised his eyebrows and said, "Star anise, pepper, tangerine peel, bay leaves, cinnamon, cardamom, cloves, angelica, branches, water chestnuts, and sam villos..."

"Brother, stop, stop, stop." Ma Juzi stopped the work in his hand and looked up and wondered: "How come I sound like it's all Chinese medicine."

"You know, what my brother is talking about is medicinal food." Yang Jiaguo saw that he stopped again, so he retorted.

Seeing that these two guys were having sex again, Yang Jun crossed his legs to watch the show.

Yang Anguo glared at Ma Juzi and said, "No matter how much you talk, you can't stop the work in your hands. You say it, I've said this several times."

The foal rolled her eyelids and started working hard again.

Yang Jun looked at the contest between his brother-in-law and his brother-in-law and found it very interesting.

"Junzi, just say what I just said is right?" Yang Jun asked.

"Yes, but you can't get so much material. Just prepare all the six types you just mentioned."

"I'll send it to you tomorrow morning."

At this time, Ma Xiangxiu and the others had a good meal, and they all came to kill the pigs.

Because the wild boar had been dead for a day, the blood had long solidified and the pig's hair was not easy to fade.

Ma Xiangxiu stewed all the pots and used them to heat water.

At this time, Yang Anguo and Ma Juzi exchanged jobs.

Yang Anguo used water to scoop boiling water on the pig's head. Seeing that the pig's skin was burning red, he held a knife in his hands and began to shave the pig's hair down.

This skillful craft saw everyone nodding.

"Don't stop hot water. You can water it wherever my knife goes." The foal arched his body and ordered.

"Are you sure?" Yang Anguo raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you afraid of burning your hands into a bald skin?"

Ma Juzi was so angry that she stood up and said, "Are you raising your argument? Do I mean that?"

He snatched the water from Yang Anguo's hand and threw it to Ma Xiangxiu.

"Xiangxiu, come."

Ma Xiangxiu curled her lips and looked at the two of them speechlessly.

These two guys kept making noise in the village, but they still quarrel when they arrived in Sijiu City.

Ma Xiangxiu and Ma Quanzi are worthy of being brothers and sisters. They work very well and the hot water is splashed under the pig skin, and it does not splash on Ma Quanzi's hands at all.

If the pig's hair is hard and cannot be scraped off, then roast it with fire.

In less than half an hour, the foal shaved her back and only had the belly left.

The job of shaving pig hair seems simple, it is nothing more than watering and shaving, but it is actually a physical job and a technical job. It is not just about brute force. You also have to scrape according to the direction of pig hair growth.

Yang Jun was bored while sitting, so he carried the child in Zhou Miaomiao's arms over to play.

The child had just finished breastfeeding and was full of energy. It was the time when everyone wanted it. He arrived in Yang Jun's arms, and he didn't cry or make a fuss, and grabbed his collar and played.

"Big girl, what's the name of a girl?" Yang Jun turned around and asked Zhou Miaomiao, who was busy.

"Zhou Zhiruo, nickname is Ruoru."

Zhou Miaomiao, who was helping Ma Xiangxiu lift water, replied casually.

"Zhou Zhiruo?" Yang Jun was stunned, as if he had thought of something, and then laughed in silence.

"Don't fall in love with Zhang Wuji."

"What?" Zhou Miaomiao put down the bucket in her hand, frowned and said, "Who is Zhang Wuji?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he laughed.

He waved his hand and said, "I suddenly thought of a song, and I just expressed my feelings."

"Oh, what song, can you sing it to me?"

Yi Qiushui, who was sitting next to him, heard this, and she lit up her eyes and pulled his arm to let him sing.

"Yes, but don't spread this song outside."

You know, the songs sung from his mouth will be mistaken for the "relative sound".

The reason why Yang Jun wanted to sing was not that he loved singing, but that he wanted to sing at this moment.

Time travel and future generations are two different worlds. Sometimes, coupled with the characters in the novel, he is confused. Sometimes he really doesn’t know which world he lives in.

He wanted to use the familiar songs in his mind to remind him of his era.

Yang Jun threw away the unsmoked cigarette and rubbed his toes hard.

Then he coughed dryly, slowly closed his eyes, and brewed emotions.

"Hand hold your cheek,

You are smiling,

Looking at him,

When will you get out of right and wrong?

Because you want to talk to him about love…”

...

Yang Jun sang this song full of love, hatred and separation, and his thoughts made the song more and more full of emotions.

He quickly became involved in the scene of the song, thinking about the past, and gradually a thin layer of water mist was covered in his eyes.

As the low tone ends, the song reaches its climax.

Yang Jun stood up, holding Zhou Zhiruo in his arms, and continued singing with his eyes closed.

"Let him draw thrush for you all his life,

Understand the pain first and then understand love,

Enjoy the joy between love pain,

The troubles in the world are all due to mediocre people…”

“…”

"Let him draw thrush for you all his life,

Let his heart be tolerant of you,

Don't mention the harm you once gave him,

You want no other girl around him..."

...

As the treble fell.

Yang Jun's eyes were filled with tears.

The yard was very quiet, and everyone seemed to be immersed in this wonderful singing.

Everyone stopped busy, and the singing echoed in their minds.

Let him draw thrush for you all his life,

You made no other girl around him.

Yi Qiushui looked at Yang Jun with tears in her eyes.

Especially when she saw Yang Jun singing in love and burst into tears, her heart seemed to be back to the time when the two of them met.

Hongmei Park,

It was snowing heavily.

Encounter in the afternoon.

This song was sung by Yang Jun and sang out of his soul, and his deep voice sang out of the beautiful girl's tenderness and courage to love and hate for love and sincere emotional world.

Zhou Miaomiao is also the one who is immersed in this song. She has just lost her beloved person. In the song, the man traveled through mountains and rivers for her beloved woman, overcome all difficulties and move forward bravely, which made her yearn for her very much.

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Zhou Miaomiao stared at him with anticipation.

Yang Jun raised his sleeve and wiped the tears in his eyes, and said hoarsely,

"Don't fall in love with Zhang Wuji."

"ah?"

Then, Yang Jun returned Zhou Zhiruo to her and turned around and ran away.
To be continued...