My best friend is living a famine-stricken life; you're going crazy, I'm farming.

Chapter 199 I can't stand not digging for something

The chicken was braised until tender, then a little salt was added and stirred well. It was then ladled into a small bowl and served directly to the dining table, along with a large bowl of pickled vegetables.

"It's time to eat!"

Before long, people scattered everywhere gathered together.

The bowl contains fluffy white rice, the basin contains fragrant chicken, and chewy chestnuts.

"It's Chinese New Year," Zhou Jingwei said with a grin.

Seeing that the little girl was no longer as cautious as before, Yang Fenglan smiled with her eyes narrowed.

"Follow me, and I'll make every day feel like New Year's."

In a flash, realizing something was off, he quickly corrected himself, "No, it's because if I follow your older brother and your Uncle Xiao, I can eat meat every day."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Having spent so much time together, our relationship has become very close, and it's common for us to crack little jokes occasionally.

"It smells so good!" Xu Chunsheng ate with gusto. "It's even better than what my mother cooks."

Xiao Ning also said, "It tastes even better than what my dad cooks."

Lin Cuiniang had to admit defeat and humbly asked for advice, "Fenglan, how did you cook it? How come there's no fishy smell at all?"

"Stir-frying it before boiling will make it more fragrant," Yang Fenglan shared her secret to cooking chicken.

Lin Cuiniang's cooking wasn't bad, though it wasn't as fragrant as Yang Fenglan's. It was just that Lin Cuiniang was stingy with oil, while Yang Fenglan was generous with it. That was all.

Lin Cuiniang hurriedly said, "Then I'll do it from now on."

If we only stock up on that little bit of oil and use so much every day, we'll be eating nothing but bland food during the Lunar New Year.

Yang Fenglan looked surprised: How come she was being criticized for cooking well?

After that, Lin Cuiniang refused to let Yang Fenglan cook no matter what.

The next day, Yang Fenglan made arrangements to go chestnut picking.

The children were extremely excited and all wanted to go and pick chestnuts.

Staying on this mountaintop all day, feeling the wind, is really boring.

However, Lin Cuiniang wouldn't let the children go, and instead used the ferocious legends of Nanshan to scare them.

The children were terrified.

Xiao Yuanshan chuckled, "You can go to the chestnut tree area. I've checked, it's safe there."

"Yay! Let's go pick chestnuts!" The children danced with joy.

Zhou Jingwei went into Yang Fenglan's room and found his tattered clothes to change into.

"I don't want to wear new clothes, I'm afraid I'll ruin them." The little girl's eyes were full of sensible smiles.

Yang Fenglan rubbed her little head and said, "Okay, wear work clothes when you're going to work."

Lin Cuiniang made a few pancakes, and each person had a small piece to fill their stomachs before the group set off.

Xiao Yuanshan volunteered to cut bamboo poles, saying, "You guys go and shake down all the chestnuts that can be shaken down first. For the ones that can't be shaken down, I'll come and knock them down."

“I’ll go with you,” Yang Fenglan volunteered.

Xiao Yuanshan paused, "No need, the road over there is difficult to travel."

"Don't worry, I won't hold you back."

"……I did not mean that."

Yang Fenglan ignored it, picked up a small basket and a hoe, and said, "Let's go."

Xiao Yuanshan narrowed his eyes. Had this woman caught Xu Yingying's madness?

You should bring a machete, not a hoe, when cutting bamboo.

Noticing the surprised looks around her, Yang Fenglan realized that her behavior might be a little strange.

He hurriedly explained, "I'm just going to check if there are any bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest. If not, I can dig up something else. I got used to digging for wild vegetables in previous years, and I feel uncomfortable if I don't dig something up when I go into the mountains."

Everyone:...

Zhou Jingyi and Xu Dazhu led the women and children to the chestnut tree first.

Just in case, Zhou Jingyi brought his hunting bow.

Xiao Yuanshan then led Yang Fenglan to the other side to cut bamboo.

The man walked silently ahead, while Yang Fenglan walked slowly, tapping the ground with a wooden stick.

"The bamboo forest is a bit far. If you encounter any danger, just climb up a tree like you did last time." A deep, leisurely voice suddenly drifted from ahead.

Yang Fenglan bared her teeth and raised her fist at the back of the figure in front of her: Is this guy mocking him?

Previously, Lin Cuiniang had secretly told her that Xiao Yuanshan was somewhat unsociable.

She didn't realize it at the time, but now it seems to be true.

He's so foul-mouthed that he offends everyone; no wonder nobody pays him any attention.