Supermarket Space: Traveling Through the Ages and Marrying a Rough Guy

Seeing the fresh mushrooms in the back basket, Song Xi smiled brightly, "What a coincidence, I happened to meet an aunt who sold chickens in the commune today, and I bought a chicken from her, and I can give it to everyone in the evening Stew a mushroom and chicken soup, and then cook a little more soup, so that everyone can drink an extra bowl."

"I'll take care of the dinner." Zhou Yi nodded, seeing the smiling face of his little daughter-in-law, he felt extremely happy.

Since fresh mushrooms are difficult to clean, Song Xi asked Zhou Yi to go to the well to clean them first, so as not to have time to clean them in the afternoon.

But she turned around and went back to the kitchen, reached out and took a cleaned old hen directly from the fresh food section of the supermarket.

The internal organs are all wrapped in the belly of the old hen. After taking them out, they can be stewed directly with a simple cleaning.

The old hen that had just been taken out was a bit cold, so Zhou Yi showed her stuff.

So she put the old hen on the lid of the pot, and after being smoked by the heat in the pot for a few minutes, the old hen turned into a normal temperature chicken.

Only then did Song Xi take out the old hen and hand it over to Zhou Yi.

Seeing the egg flower of the old hen, Zhou Yi sighed, "It's a pity."

This old hen stew soup should nourish the young daughter-in-law's body, but what's the use of giving it to the elders?

Song Xi didn't say he understood Zhou Yi 100%, but he definitely understood Zhou Yi.

As soon as Zhou Yi said this, she couldn't hold back a chuckle. She leaned over and squeezed Zhou Yi's shoulder slightly, "Masters, how can you be so stingy? Everyone has helped you with your work. Let's drink you!" What happened to an old hen soup? If you help others in the future and they only let you drink wild vegetable soup, will you feel comfortable?"

Zhou Yi raised his head and looked at Song Xi in the sunlight, staring blankly at the girl with a bright smile on her face.

She had a weird smile, and her small face was bright and charming.

Two braids hung down on her chest, and her face seemed to be covered with a soft golden light.

Even wearing the most plain clothes can't hide the distinctive temperament.

Zhou Yi was fascinated by it for a while, as if he was looking at a fairy.

Seeing Zhou Yi's gaze, Song Xi's expression was a little unnatural, and he smiled dryly, "I'll go and see the fire."

Finally turned around and went to the kitchen.

Zhou Yi was stunned for a moment when he heard Song Xi's words, then he came back to his senses and smiled helplessly.

I am so fascinated by my little daughter-in-law every day that I can't find the north.

Since there are many people coming to eat at night, and the mushrooms are very watery, there are not many cooked in a large basket, so he didn't keep them today, but washed all the mushrooms in the basket.

After lunch, Zhou Yi began to prepare for the installation of the glass windows. He first stirred the mud, and then used the glass windows to draw on the wall. The mud is sealed.

There is cement in this era, but the production capacity is not high.

If you want to buy cement, you must have an approval slip, otherwise you will not be able to buy it if you have money.

People in rural and mountain villages, if they don't have connections, don't even think about buying cement, so everyone uses mud.

As long as the mud brick house is well built and the quality is acceptable, it is not a problem to live in it for decades.

Besides, they don't need to live for decades!

In just a few years, everyone's conditions are almost the same, and then we can return the green brick and big tile houses.

At that time, everyone will change and build together, and it will not be very eye-catching.

After the glass window was installed, Song Xi pulled an iron wire on it, and threaded the prepared blue cloth on the iron wire to use it as a curtain.

During the day, you can push all the cloth to one side, so that the room can be exposed to sunlight, and at night, you can open the cloth to form the curtain.

"Well, isn't it like this when the supply and marketing cooperative bills and pays? A clip, pushed from one side to the other, and passed by with a swipe. That's where I learned it." Afraid that Zhou Yi would ask something, Song Xi hurriedly explained, "Brother Yi, what do you think of my curtains?"

In the clothing section of her supermarket, there are indeed curtains that can be installed without punching holes, but they are too beautiful and too high-end to be used. It is better to manually make a curtain that fits this era.

Although the curtain she made is very rough and simple, but the color is very beautiful.

Blue curtains, like dreamy starry sky.

If you embroider a few stars or small flowers on it with white thread, it is not only beautiful but also very romantic.

It's just that she didn't add those complicated processes, so it's good to be simple.

"Well done, daughter-in-law, you are great." Zhou Yi put his arms around Song Xi from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.

His nose could just smell the fragrance of her hair, which made him fascinated.

"That's right." Song Xi snarled, she always thought she was great.

If not, how could her career in Hyundai be so prosperous?

If she wasn't great, how could a single woman under thirty have so many assets?

Her only regret is that she does not have a perfect family.

For her biological parents, she is a superfluous existence. She is such a wonderful, outstanding and profitable daughter. They can't even see her existence. Probably all they can see is her money, right?

No matter in modern times or now, it seems that there is no family who loves her.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Yi asked worriedly seeing the disappointed expression on Song Xi's face.

Could it be that she remembered what happened at the Song family?

No one cares about her, no one cares about her, she has no one to rely on, she can only deal with everything by herself, Zhou Yi thinks so, and feels very distressed.

"Daughter-in-law, I'm here!" Zhou Yi turned Song Xi over and faced her, his deep eyes were full of tenderness and earnestness, and then he took her into his arms, "As you said before, as long as If we work hard enough, life will definitely get better and better, eat fine grains, wear new clothes, and eat meat every meal, it will be a matter of time."

Smelling the scent she was used to from him, Song Xi nodded slightly.

As long as she is there, their life will not be bad, and everyone's life will get better soon.

Zhou Yi cooked the dinner, and the staple food was sweet potato rice and pancakes made from ground cornmeal.

The cornmeal was slowly ground by Zhou Yi on the stone mill in the village with the corn he collected at home. He didn't tell Song Xi that Song Xi didn't even know that he had worked so hard to grind the cornmeal.

Due to the low yield, when others grind cornmeal, they grind the corncobs together, so the pancakes or buns made from cornmeal are particularly unpalatable and difficult to swallow.

But in order to fill the stomach, no one cares whether it is good or not.

When Zhou Yi grinds the cornmeal, the corn cob is also ground together, no matter how hard it is to swallow, he can still accept it.

But he won't let his wife eat such food, because their family's conditions are still good, he will continue to earn money, buy fine grains for his wife, and let her buy what she likes to eat.