Springtime Farming: A Happy Wife At Home

Chapter 62 - 62 Sour



Chapter 62 - 62 Sour

62 Sour

Shao Xiaoqi and Shao Taotao nodded out of excitement. They hurried back home.

Once they went back home, Shao Xiaoqi and Shao Taotao became busy in processing the yams, mushrooms and roosters, whilst Shao Yunduan kept Qiao Xuan company and helped to put down the wild lemons and bergamots as well as grapes.

As the wild grapes were planted in the opening place inside the land, Qiao Xuan decided to set up a frame.

She decided to try if the superpower could change the quality of the fruits, which she firmly believed could.

She was especially satisfied by the two wild lemons, and she looked at them with deep affection.

Shao Yunduan could not help but ask. “Would the fruits taste good when planted in this way?”

Qiao Xuan smiled. “What do you think?!”

Shao Yunduan thought for a while and said, “Maybe not.”

The fruits looked like citruses, but they were not. On the other hand, fruit trees such as wild citrus produced fruits that were basically either bitter, astringent or sour, and could not be eaten at all.

Qiao Xuan smiled. “You are right, the fruits would taste very sour!”

Shao Yunduan just could not understand. He became even more curious. “Then, why did you bring them home as if they were precious things?”

Qiao Xuan answered. “I like sour things!”

Shao Yunduan. “…”

He felt that she was talking about something else. She liked sour things? Did she mean that she could get sour and jealous very easily? That made Shao Yunduan’s heart skip a beat.

But then Qiao Xuan chuckled. “Alright, I will not tease you any more! Lemons are sour, but they are good for seasoning, better than vinegar! You wait until I make some dishes for you to taste, when the fruits get ripened.”

There were many dishes that could be made with lemons, such as lemon ducks, lemon chicken, lemon shrimps, lemon fish, lemon ribs… sugar lemon syrup, lemon honey water, etc.

However, the pity was that they could not buy a large amount of chicken feet, otherwise she could make a very tasty chicken feet dish.

Shao Yunduan stiffened and let out a very expressionless ‘okay’. He started to feel a bit shameless inside his heart.

He had misunderstood her again. She just wanted to make dishes with lemons, and meant nothing else. What was he thinking about?

Luckily she was not aware of what he was thinking, otherwise…

Qiao Xuan saw that his interest had dropped, and thought that he may not have believed her. So, she kept explaining to him. “It is true! Trust me, wild lemons create yummy dishes. I am sure that you will change your mind after one bite!”

Shao Yunduan replied. “I don’t like sour things.”

Qiao Xuan blinked. “Then you definitely need to try the dishes, they have a different kind of sourness!”

Shao Yunduan. “…”

He really had no interest in hearing the word ‘sour’ any more. It would make him think too much of what should not have been considered.

“Just have a try!”

She insisted.

“Okay, okay…” Shao Yunduan simply wanted to end the topic.

Qiao Xuan chuckled.

There was no flower pot for orchids, so Shao Yunduan decided to buy some porcelain pots from the porcelain sellers.

He was going to put down the orchids as soon as possible.

Qiao Xuan insisted on going there with him.

The village was very close to where they lived, and it took them less than ten minutes.

There were all kinds of porcelain at the store, some of which were terribly made, and some were nature-looking and possessed ancient elements. Qiao Xuan was obsessed with everything on the shelf.

Shao Yunduan picked six pots and the seller tied up everything with one straw rope.

They were headed home as it was getting late.

On the way home, they suddenly heard a man and a woman talking with each other in the bushes.

“The steamed bun tastes so good, the filling is leeks with eggs, I have not yet eaten such delicious food for so long!”

“Just enjoy yourself, I can bring you two more around this time tomorrow.”


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